3rd spell ~ [Video | Filtered to Fred and George Weasley | Morning idk]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[There is only one reason Merlin goes with video, because he feels pretty horrible and probably looks it, with his hair standing up in all directions and his eyes drooping and the way he's draped on his bed, face half-buried in the pillow.

Horrible headache, thick tongue, overall gross feeling, etc etc.

The reason he chooses to show it even if he suspects the twins might find some amusement in it or something (depends on their own state at the moment, doesn't it)? So he can glare properly.]

Remind me to never go drinking with you and your friends ever again.

Comments

[onlyholey]

You had fun, you tosser.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

That's irrelevant; I'm definitely not having fun now.

[onlyholey]

It's the price you pay for having a good time, unfortunately.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

I've been having a perfectly good time for years without this result, and I could probably keep at it! You'll be the death of me.

[onlyholey]

You'll be alright, mate. Drink some tea.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Mrrrg grumble.]

Mnf. Are you going to say that's going to make me magically better?

[onlyholey]

Not as much, no. But it helps. Chips do the trick as well.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

That means moving. Effort.

[And the bed is very, very comfy.]

[onlyholey]

That's what the take-away is for, mate.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Another new word.]

Take-away?

[onlyholey]

Mate, I'm going to tell you something that'll change your life. Do you have a pen near by? Write this down.

[There's a scrambling of papers on George's end before he finds the flyer of the local chip shop. He rattles off the number.]

Dial that into your device and ask for haddock and chips with mushy peas and give them your address. Takes about 20 minutes to get there, usually.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Urgh, no, I don't have a pen, hang on.

[He supposes he can bother moving if it means getting food delivered. So he drags himself off the bed to shuffle out the door and find one.]

They actually bring you the stuff? It's like being royalty.

[onlyholey]

Well you have to pay for it, mate. You do have money, don't you?

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Yeah, I got that. Of course I have money.

[onlyholey]

Brilliant. It'll be a few of those orange ones.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Alright.

[He's silent as he rummages around for a piece of paper and a pen, gives an "aha" of triumph when he finds it" and then he writes down "takeaway" and what George recommended to order, to make sure he keeps track of it. And then:]

Tell me the number again?

[onlyholey]

[He repeats it again.]

Got all that?

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Squinting at it, he mutters it quietly, to himself but still loud enough for George to hear too, and nods.]

Think so. Thanks. I might even not consider cursing you as repayment for this.

[Not that he actually would.]

[onlyholey]

Cheers, mate. Means a lot, that does.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

As it should.

[Perhaps he finds a bit too much enjoyment in this whole "greatest wizard of all time" business. And back to the bed he goes, slowly, bumping into a door frame along the way.]

[onlyholey]

[You may be the greatest wizard of all time, but you still had no idea what a chip shop was.]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Of course he didn't, there's no such thing in medieval times.

Aaand flopping back down on the bed.]

Are you going to keep me company or do I see you later sometime?

[wandbreaker]

[Laughing, okay?]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[kljsaf he sends a glare at the doorway, though it's probably not so intimidating.]

Everyone seems to find it very funny.

[wandbreaker]

[He's surprised the cat hasn't taken up residence on Merlin's head yet]

Except I'm not useless, I brought you some broth.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[He's lucky, then.

For a moment, he almost looks like he's about to push himself up, but changes his mind.]

Yeah? At least that's something.

[He's thankful, really.]

[wandbreaker]

[It's not homemade, and Edmund has it in a mug, not a bowl, as he sets it next to Merlin's bed]

A bit fragile today, are we?

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Reluctantly, he moves to at least sit up on the edge of the bed, rubbing the heel of his hand against his forehead.]

Fragile? Some way to put it.

[wandbreaker]

If you recall, I own a pub. I know all the ways to put it.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Right, of course, I forgot.

[A little sarcastically.

He grabs the cup and brings it up to sniff it.]

[wandbreaker]

Don't tell your friends, they'll drink me out of business.

[Pause]

On another note, would you like a stuffed badger that burrows into blankets?

[destinedtobeunpopular]

...a what?

[wandbreaker]

A toy badger. It's got a spell on it.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Uhm... I... Sure?

[wandbreaker]

Great.

[Pause]

It belonged to Lucy.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Oh.

I'd be happy to look after it, then.

[feorge]

[ Here, you will find nothing but laughter. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Oi! It's not funny. I've made a completely fool of myself, and it's your fault.

[Of course, he rather expected this.]

...of course you find it funny. Arse.

[feorge]

Hey! In the very least, we didn't actually manage to get any knickers on your head. Not for a lack of trying though.

[ Insert more laughing here. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Eyeroll.]

I do have my limits, even when pissed.

[Apparently.]

[feorge]

A sad thing, indeed. I'll have to try harder next time.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Provided there will be a next time. I wouldn't count on it.

[feorge]

Oh, there will be, I haven't a shadow of a doubt over that one.

[ :D ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

You won't get me to drink that much again.

[feorge]

All right, I reckon that much is fair. I don't think my wallet would survive another round like that.

[ And he seems all too pleased with this fact. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

It's settled then.





[...wait how did he end up agreeing with it again. Maybe he'll regret this.]

[feorge]

[ V I C T O R Y ]

Indeed it is. Good man, Merlin.

[ :DD ]

And hey, we can bring by a potion that ought to help with that if you'd like.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

I might look into something like that myself, if this is going to become frequent.

[He's not so sure how much he can trust these guys with it.]

[feorge]

Might be a wise decision, yeah. Let us know if you find anything that doesn't take like arse, would you?