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Post by LEE JORDAN on Oct 17, 2012 12:42:19 GMT -5
Wait wait wait- that worked?! The sheer amount of things that could have gone wrong in that situation made it kind of unbelievable that they'd actually done it. Then again, when it came to pulling off the completely wreckless, the two of them were pretty experienced. Lee had definitely gave the bastards something to talk about (man he wished he'd be around to hear it), and Fred was kicking ass. With the Death Eaters' wands blown up, it was hard not to stand there and just mock them, but then again, it wasn't, because like five seconds after the wands blew up Fred was grabbing him and they were apparating. "Warning next time, geez. Seriously, one day I'm gonna find some way of travel you don't like." Yes, a day trip with the Death Eaters and the first thing worth complaining about was their means of escape. Probably because Lee subconsciously knew mentioning anything else was going to turn into - right, yeah, that. His fault. Fred, not happy camper.
"And there I was just about to compliment you." he joked. honestly, Lee thought they'd done awesome. he thought he'd done awesome. "Which time are we talking about?.. Hey. Almost. They almost did it. Almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades." And sometimes counting, planning, basically anything else that explodes, and he'd argue it pulls off a decent spell. "But they didn't. And it worked too! What's the problem?" Who knows how differently things would have turned out had they not been completely insufferable the entire time. Lee wasn't knocking Fred's argument- getting silenced was not anywhere on his to-do list, and neither was death- by Death Breaths or Weasleys. But there was a very pleasant difference between where they were now and where they were a minute ago. And the fact they got there without any real problems. "They had NO idea what they were doing. It was brilliant." Seriously, fighting back without magic might not have been a sure-fire life preserver, but it DEFINITELY confused the hell out of the megalomaniacs.
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Oct 20, 2012 22:58:04 GMT -5
Yea, it worked.. absolutely no credit to Lee. It was luck—that’s what it was. LUCK. That guy was lucky. Sure, it had been Lee’s genius idea, and the idea got them out, but Fred could not believe how Lee consistently came up with the most ridiculous plans and they ended up being vaguely helpful. It couldn’t have been what Lee expected—that he’d be all crazy Hey, you have the advantage over us but I’m gonna go ahead and piss you off and hope you don’t kill me and then it’d turn out okay. No normal person expected tha--- okay, not talking about a normal person. But the point is still very clear. It didn’t matter that Lee was completely amazing and genius and always got them out of shit and that Fred would have gone insane without him in that house. Lee was ridiculous. He was ridiculous and if Fred kept repeating it in his head, it would become true.
And he had the freakin’ nerve to be sarcastic. Good luck with that. In the meantime, when we’re stuck in a house full of psychopaths, I’ll just stop for a moment to make sure leaving is okay with you. Of course, he did have a tiny bit of a joking tone in his voice, but he was still pretty pissed off. I…you… well then. Mmhmm. He was going to compliment Fred. He couldn’t help but laugh a little at Lee’s comment, which he was pretty annoyed about..yanno..the whole laughing while pissed off thing.. but Lee usually had that sort of effect on him. Almost is way too damn close.. and I don’t know what the bloody hell horseshoes are but I’m pretty sure that doesn’t help your case. It wasn’t just that they almost did it. They were really going to. They mentioned it multiple times and Lee..well..Lee was being an asshole to them. It was going to happen before the whole walk inside or we’ll be gits and kill the other guy thing happened..which..was sort of way worse.
The problem is.. I’ve got no clue, give me a second. He knew damn well what the problem was to him, but he wasn’t really sure how to word it in under two straight minutes of ranting. The problem is, I can’t be mad at you, but you’re an idiot. The bloody gits shoved you around like it was nothing. While I did nothing for a pretty long time. You’re lucky I ended up doing anything. You’re lucky I can read your Lee faces. Not that Fred would have let it go on for very long without doing something, but the point was that he was able to figure out what Lee wanted him to do without discussing it, and without that ability of theirs, they’d have been worse off.
But they weren’t worse off, and it worked out.. so finding reasons to be mad wasn’t really working out. It was brilliant. So was Lee. Lee was brilliant. Well done, Jordan. So.. Order was lots of help there..
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Oct 21, 2012 13:20:39 GMT -5
Fred's ridiculous. Fred's ridiculous. Fred's ridiculous. (...Okay, I'm done with my Tilly post impersonation now.) But really, Lee did think Fred was being sort of ridiculous. Like, what else could they have POSSIBLY done in that situation that had a better chance of working out? It was a (fairly) good plan. He'd thought some of it through. It had worked. Seriously, why the hell else was Fred looking for? Okay, so maybe there was a little sarcasm in Lee's tone, but Fred was like, super sizing it, times ten, to the power of infinity. "I never said don't leave. I mean we coulda- There was a door." It was a clearly functional one too, considering that they'd yanno, gotten in that way. Of course, doors were apparently completely over rated these days.
He laughed a little when Fred went all I..you..Well then (Nice comeback), thinking they were finally no the same page again but noope. "How the hell do you not know what-- right. Okay, so its this game that-- completely helps, nah, defines my case. That's all you're getting." And completely forget this whole thing was over the definition of 'almost'. "Bloody hell, what did you want me to do?"
Seriously, this is.. so strange. Because usually he got Fred and totally understood this kind of stuff. Then again, he wasn't totally sure that Fred got Fred- since he couldn't seem to figure out the problem. There was no problem. There was no problem. That's why he couldn't think of it. But Fred had to say something- and the whole thing, was pretty damn stupid. Yes, Lee was completely aware of how this gits had been treating them, which he actually thought made his actions a whole lot more justified. Fred did nothing because Lee jumped up and did something and they couldn't talk about it and he'd been a hundred percent sure that Fred was going to come through at the end. he wasn't LUCKY- it was OBVIOUS. "That is a whole lot of mouth for someone who didn't have a better plan." A few seconds after responding he started laughing and shook his head. He didn't even care if Fred meant that in a rude way. He wasn't mad. "You wanna know the problem? I'm thinking we didn't spend nearly enough time backtalking the gits in there." Seriously, they were the ones who needed to hear this.
Finally, Fred gave him approval. Finally. "Thank you." He grinned. "Yeah, we definitely couldnt'a done it without them. We should really go thank them, personally, you know. I'm thinking a letter might not do it anymore." Those things tended to come off as terribly vague.
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Oct 21, 2012 22:52:39 GMT -5
Fred was genius. Genius, he was genius. He had good ideas.. sometimes.. when he had them at all. They just didn’t always make the most sense. He wasn’t the quick thinker in this relationship, and he certainly couldn’t think quickly and exclude magic. There was not a—there was. And using it would have taken an extra few seconds. It was an okay excuse, but it wasn’t really a sincere one. The reason he didn’t take the door was because the thought had never crossed his mind. All that epicness and you wanted to walk out the door? The more Fred thought about it, the more he realized how he had sort of taken the difficult way out of that one.
The explanation of the whole horseshoe thing was horrible, so Fred pretty much let that one go..since he still had no clue what Lee was talking about. Fine. You get one point. Bloody hell, what did you want me to do? That, there, was a pretty tough question. He really didn’t know. Just..not what Lee did, and not the opposite of what Lee did. That’s what he wanted. Haven’t got a clue. Forget it. He wasn’t going to drag that on longer than he needed to because he knew that it was a good thing Lee did what he did, and Fred’s defense for his own argument sucked.
Okay, Lee was right. He had really been right the whole time. His next comment was true, and Fred knew it. He smirked a little, nodding his head in agreement. You’re not the only one who can get mouthy. They had both done a good job in pissing off the death eaters with their talking, but it would have been nice to have done more of it. They deserved it, to say the least. They had gotten Fred pretty annoyed and he had barely had the chance to get them back. At least Lee had pissed them off again before his whole insane plan, which, Fred will never stop referring as crazy and stupid no matter how much else Lee could get Fred to agree with him on.
The damn Order would have been a nice addition to Fred and Lee’s side of the fight, but of course, they like to wait a day or two for problems to escalate before actually stepping in. Oh yea—we could even get them a gift basket from Diagon. It’d really show them our appreciation. How peeved do’ya think they’ll be when they find out? Knowing Fred and Lee, they really should have known that they weren’t going to follow instructions. The two probably weren’t going to be receiving a letter for a while. I shouldn’t have flipped.. you’ve always done stuff like that. If I had a problem with it, I should’ve taken you up on it like the third..or fourth.. or seventh time we got ourselves into a problem like that.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Nov 22, 2012 1:32:01 GMT -5
Fred was sometimes, occasionally, sort of a genius. Some times. Occasionally. When magic was involved and they needed to use it in a very smart way to get out of a life endangering situation. That was something Fred could do. That was something Fred could do that Lee couldn't. "Mate, did you SEE their faces? We had an extra few seconds." Honestly, the crisis was averted and they had gotten out, so it wasn't like this was a real big argument or anything. Lee was laughing about it. All that epicness and you wanted to walk out the door? He feigned thought for a few moments and then nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I'd have appreciated that."
Fine. You get one point. "Just one? C'mon, I deserve at least ten. I mean you got like a hundred in there for the whole take charge exploding wands badass escape thing." Maybe one day they'd be bored enough to go play horseshoes (you had to be pretty bored to play that game, honestly). Fred said to drop the other subject and usually Lee wasn't a big "subject dropping" person, but the whole things was so ridiculous and going nowhere that he just nodded, okay, and just like that- done. It was magic.
"You're right, I'm not the only one who can mouth off. But I am the only one who can mouth off and make absolutely no sense because you still somehow manage to always figure out what I'm talking about." In that art, Lee would also admit Fred's genius. It was hard to think like both of them at the same time and make sense of it, and Fred did. Of course there were moments it was confusing. As much as getting the Order a (very obnoxious) gift basket for doing absolutely nothing and personally delivering it sounded very appealing (they had to get in trouble every once in a while. Those glares, it was like proof they still had it) Lee had a lot more to react to in Fred's question.
How peeved? Ha. Ha ha. "Not peeved enough. They better be peeved. I want them to get peeved. Fucking- they weren't even going to- what kind of fucking organization- sometimes its like they don't- shit, Fred." (Time to put that genius to the test). He kicked a rock (because, chasing rocks with your feet is interesting, yeah). Yeah. That was awesome expression. Yeah, he got it. The Death Eaters were the bad guys and the Order were the good guys and there weren't enough of them to be everywhere at once and save everyone. Yeah, they were outnumbered and it was risky and he'd have been upset if two other Order members came out here and ended up hurt or worse trying to get the people they didn't even know out of here... He'd have been more than upset if it were Fred.. But it still felt like nobody was doing goddamn anything when they got letters like this. "Don't worry about it. These situations- not my thing. I know. But hey, keep me from getting us kicked out of the Order and I'll call it even."
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Nov 26, 2012 0:23:37 GMT -5
It wasn’t Fred’s fault that Lee had a problem with his preferred methods of transportation. It just so happened that apparition was very convenient and Fred did not understand as a wizard how any other method was as useful. He laughed a little as Lee said he’d have taken the door. Next time.. we’ll talk it out. Share a butterbeer over it. Would that satisfy you? Maybe they would have had enough time to get out the door in one piece, but risking it didn’t seem like an option at the time. An extra few.. not enough. They had messed with Lee enough before and Fred did not want to see that ever again. He didn’t even want to think about it. Therefore.. nope. They needed to get out of there. Taking the door? Too time consuming.
Now they were counting points again. They had to stop doing that. It wasn’t even part of the game. Candyland has no point system—come on, now. If I give you a hundred, will you think of a different way to get them next time? As much as he hated seeing Lee do crazy stuff like that, he knew that he needed Lee to continue to do that when they needed it. Never mind.. I’d regret that. But.. how the hell do you get to make up suicide attempts and then assume I’m gonna be able to finish it, but I don’t get to poof us out? I know you pretty bloody well and I still can’t comprehend your logic. Maybe there wasn’t any logic to it. Fred simply didn’t fit the role that Lee was taking on during those situations, so it was a damn good thing Lee was there to fill it. Someone had to.
Lee was right (it happened sometimes). They understood each other most of the time. He laughed as he realized this. I’ve had too many years of practice. I’m sure you’d be able to do the same even if I made absolutely no sense. I think it’s better that way though—you work well as a distraction, he said jokingly, even though it was true. Lee could speak to a group of drunks, or death eaters, or anyone and just be himself and they’d be thrown off guard for a good amount of time. I think it’s pretty awesome that you can get to them. I couldn’t do that. That’s why you’re always the one they want to stay quiet. You get them peeved and they can’t do it to you as easily. I try it—doesn’t really work out. Everyone has that one friend who they wouldn’t want to sit next to during a funeral because he or she knew how to take any situation and make it comical at a time when the other people involved were not in the mood. Those people would be death eaters here, and Lee would be that guy.
I know.. Yup. He knew all about that—how annoying and absolutely frustrating it was that they didn’t seem to be doing anything. What he kept thinking about was the possibility that Lee could have gotten hurt. If he got hurt because the damn letter was the only indication that the Order was even going to do anything then Fred was going to have to explode on someone. Defending them is not what I want to do.. I s’pose they’ve got a lot else to deal with. Dunno how they set their priorities.. He smirked and nodded at his friend. Deal. We’re not getting kicked out.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Dec 1, 2012 3:58:39 GMT -5
Sarcasm, sarcasm sarcasm. He got it- Fred had unresolved door issues. If they were in the midst of a slightly less serious discussion, Lee probably would have inquired what incident left him so traumatized (I mean, there was that one thing, that one time, with the vanishing door and giant bugs and fire but that was him, not Fred, so, he didn't think that had anything to do with it). At least he had a good reason to hate apparating (although, the door experience had actually been worse, so.. scratch that logic entirely). But whatever- time to be on topic. "Next time? Really?... You have issues with "almost even though it totally didn't happen" but we're gonna talk about "next time"? Let's not next time, yeah." Okay, even if he really didn't want to PLAN for a next time, he knew that the odds of it happening were... better than the odds of it not happening. So, it was going to happen. Fred was right. (This line was sarcastic) They should prepare. "I'd be very satisfied. Thanks Fred, for understanding."
The-still-incredibly-sarcastic-Weasley-twin made some ridiculous attempt at bribery (100 point to never do that again) and then he almost immediately took it back. "Good, cause I wasn't gonna do it anyway." Seriously, Lee was pretty sure he wouldn't have been able to hold up his end of the bargain. He didn't try to do ridiculous things- it just happened. He didn't think (save for right now because his narrator's making him), and he definitely didn't analyze things.. until, you know, there was a problem. Right now, there was no problem. Just an unresolved mystery of how they were so bloody lucky all the time. And hey, he was okay with that. "I dunno, but it works, so obviously I'm doing something right." But Fred did.. sort of..somewhat..have a point. The whole 'hey, you have to fix everything AND you can't apparate' that wasn't completely fair. "Fine, fine, fine. You can poof. But I can complain. And I definitely think we still deserve butterbeer" Oh yeah, he was a top notch negotiator.
Fred had a point. It wasn't like he didn't do obscenely stupid things sometimes. And Lee could understand his and Georges conversations- which was about as close to 'absolutely no sense' as you could get. Fred was not a bird. Fred was not Lee. Apparently, Fred did analyze things, and he did a pretty damn good job of it. The two of them were pretty awesome. And they'd spent enough time together and gotten into enough crazy situations that even the things that didn't make sense.. well, they made sense. You work well as a distraction. "I am a pretty awesome distraction, huh?" He grinned back. "But you got them pretty riled up to.." And here came the serious part. Sigh. "Mate, seriously, you can't let them get to you. They're idiots."
As far as the whole Order thing went (yeah, the WHOLE Order thing) Fred got it. Obviously. He wasn't stupid. Lee didn't know how he planned on keeping them from getting kicked out of the Order (cause he planned on barging in and asking the first authoritive figure -so long as they weren't like, Molly Weasley- what the hell their fucking problem was- yeah, preferably in those words). "To Diagon we go then." He gestured forward, glanced around at the trees and...trees. Oh..oh, that was awesome. (When you poof into the middle of the forest...the only way to get out of the middle of the forest is to..yeup, you guessed it.) "This is why we shoulda taken the door when we had the chance."
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Post by FRED WEASLEY on Dec 1, 2012 22:36:30 GMT -5
Okay, so Fred and Lee agreed on a lot of stuff but Fred couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculously wrong Lee always seemed to be when this topic was concerned. Yes! Yes, I have a huge problem with almost! Because.. the almost doesn’t have to happen! But the next time, yea, there’s gonna be a next time. There’s going to be. Because our lives suck. He laughed again, barely able to believe they were still having this discussion. It wasn’t like it was going anywhere. It never did go anywhere. ’Spose saying that the people in charge of the Order suck would be more accurate. They’ve got so much to take care of and they don’t know how to organize it all. You really think there won’t be a next time? Truly, Fred didn’t particularly mind there being a next time because it meant that he was going to get stuff done and it was going to be with Lee. He could just do without the inconveniences that came with that. He nodded at Lee’s next comment. You’re welcome, Lee, he responded with a mocking tone.
I don’t even know why I brought it up—I knew you weren’t going to. Basically the only benefit Fred was getting out of that was the fact that Lee was very aware of his disapproval. Therefore, when Lee decided to go be.. Lee.. he could in the very least be guilty about what he was doing. Except he wouldn’t, because he wasn’t even thinking enough about what he was doing for that. Fred knew he didn’t think when he did it. I dunno, but it works, so obviously I’m doing something right. Why the hell did Lee have to be so good at defending himself? You’re obviously not. I just don’t have proof yet. And then.. HA. He said it. He said it out loud and he couldn’t take it back. Well, not I’ve got your permission, so the whole door thing.. not gonna happen when we’re in a hurry. You’ve been warned. With all of the times they’d been in situations like that, they definitely did deserve butterbeer. Yea, I agree with you on that one.
Well of course Fred had a point. Lee did completely outrageous things sometimes and if Fred was the one doing any of it, Lee would kill him. And of course Fred wasn’t a bird or Lee. If he was a bird, they could just fly out of everything instead of poofing. And if he was Lee, well he’d already talked about that. Clearly he wasn’t Lee. He couldn’t be that kind of distraction. You are, and it concerns me that you’ve had enough practice. And then, narrative sighing? Okay. Sigh. I’m aware that they’re idiots. And, yea, I can’t. But I do. Fred angered easily. Wasn’t his fault. The whole ‘being in the middle of a forest’ thing.. okay that was his fault. He smirked as Lee spoke, obviously satisfied with himself. In a hurry, Jordan? I can get us out. So then there was some arm grabbing and then some spinning and then poof. Diagon Alley. Thank you, Fred.
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Post by LEE JORDAN on Dec 3, 2012 23:40:52 GMT -5
Fred made absolutely no sense. Which (as they'd just had a conversation about) wasn't supposed to happen- because Lee didn't exactly have a lot of practice in decoding it. The almost- he was pretty sure that already happened, and we'd already discovered that neither of them were in possession of a time turner. "Okay, so you're basically saying that what didn't happen doesn't have to happen but what hasn't happened yet we have no control over?... They did teach you how to tell time, right?" Yeah, and Lee probably wasn't going to get much practice if he didn't at least put some effort into trying to see his friend's point. But... it was hard to make a point when you couldn't tell time. Fred had to have understood that. Okay, fine, okay, he was going to be serious. Fine. "Everything sucks right now. Death Eaters suck. The Order sucks. This whole situation sucks. And it's probably not gonna get any better... You're right. It's going to happen again. But hell, it could have been a lot worse. We got the people out, nothin' happened to us. I'm just sayin'- all the ways this could've turned out, I'm happy."
Aaaand they were back to making fun of each other. Again.. Good. That moment lasted too long. You’re obviously not. I just don’t have proof yet. "Well, when you think of one, you know, I'd love to hear it." And until then there was definitely no way Lee was gonna change. (Not that either of them were going to change at all because as much as they argued about it clearly it was to both their credit that they do manage to take such horrible sucky information-less situations and come out of them relatively awesome). They just had to ague like this.. every time. It was tradition. "What EXACTLY is your definition of in a hurry? Cuz there's like, loose interpretation..and less loose interpretation.. and I'm only agreeing to less than less than loose. Like, if we're not about to be killed.."
More about practice. "Practice makes perfect." Everyone had to be perfect at something. That was his niche. And it just so happened the effects of it weren't something Fred really enjoyed. 'Yeah, I can't. But I do.' "Well.. stop it. It's less fun when you care." Not that anything about it was really fun at all. But you know this. (you, them, me, people, so on and so forth). And then.. they needed to get out of there. Because, this whole 'middle of a forest where Death Eaters live' yeah, not exactly the time or place for a nature walk. None the less... walking was still like fifty times better than the alternative. "Nope, no hurry at all." He just had no idea where they were in relation to where they needed to be and if it was even possibly for them to get there without some kind of poofing. He gave Fred a 'fine, you win, not saying it' look. "Hate you Weasley, just for the record." Poof. Seriously, one too many times today. "Well, that was fun.."
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