Date: 2010-06-01 06:40 pm (UTC)
Two identical sets of eyes peered out from behind the bannister.

"Watch," Fred whispered to his brother.
"I am," replied George.

Yawning wide, rubbing his eyes, tying and re-tying the knot on the belt of his bathrobe, Ron sat down at the breakfast table, pulling the bowl of oatmeal toward him. Without missing a beat he dolloped on cream and sugar and maple syrup, then tucked in and ate the whole thing. Sitting back happily, he rubbed his stomach, let out another yawn, and...

A perfectly round bright pink bubble escaped his mouth.

"What?" With a shrug, Ron poked at it until it popped. He yawned again; a second bubble (this one pearlescent purple) escaped.

"Oi!" Of necessity suddenly more awake he stood, the trousers of his too-short pyjamas exposing his ankles. The third bubble was yellow, followed immediately by a green, a red, a turquoise, and an orange which, by now, matched the color of Ron's face.

"Fred!" (indigo) "George!" (lime.) "I'm" (magenta) "going" (brown) "to" (violet) "bloody" (sea green) "well" (cornflower) "kill" (ivory) "you" (buttercup) "both!" (beige)

The twins, wise beyond their years, were long gone.
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