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[thenormalsquint]

When; The evening of Friday, September 2nd.
Rating; PG for cussing, innuendo, and toilet humor. It's Angela. Also possible explosions. It's Fred and George.
Characters; Angela and the Three Weasleys
Summary; Angela quite possibly makes the fatal mistake of inviting Ginny and the twins over for dinner.
Log;

So far everything's coming off without a hitch. The lasagna's resting, the salad's tossed, the berries for dessert are sugared and awaiting a dollop of whipped cream, and the wine's chilling in the fridge. With the table set, Angela's camped out on the living room couch and flipping through the television channels awaiting her guests of honor.

Though, considering it's the twins (and Ginny) she's waiting on, perhaps she should have picked up multiple fire extinguishers at the grocery market too.

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[7thborn.livejournal.com]

This is probably a terrible idea. Ginny's sure the evening is going to end with food on the ceiling and singed-off eyebrows if they aren't careful, but for some reason—well, alright, she is a Weasley—she's rather excited for the whole unknown-danger thing, too. Perhaps danger is a poor choice of word. It's a small, quiet, innocent dinner, so what could happen?

... Then again, Ginny thinks as she leads her brothers through the building to Angela's apartment, family dinners at The Burrow were never quiet and innocent. She shoots a warning look to the twins and checks her wand, hoping she won't have to draw it tonight to save a dessert or someone's dignity. No, perhaps she's overthinking this, perhaps she's spent too much time away from the twins and she's blowing their destructive personalities out of proportion.

She tries not to think about how wrong she could be. "Now listen here, you two," she hisses as they approach the apartment, "Be nice, alright? I happen to like having friends here, funnily enough."

[onlyholey]

George tries his best to look offended. "Ginevra! You wound us. When are we never perfect gentlemen?"

He meets Fred's eyes and flashes him with his most conspiratorial grin. Not that they plan to singe anyone's eyebrows off, but that doesn't mean this has to be a frightfully dull dinner.