Manly Advice (Owls and Closed RP for Fred, George, Sirius, and Jim.)

[mischief_george]

A few days after his non-date that turned out to be very much a date and then kind of got weird because girls were sodding mental, George decided it was time to be proactive. To pull himself up by his bootstraps and try to figure out what the hell had happened.

So, he sent out a few owls. It was time for reinforcements.

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[toujours_sirius]

Sirius was perfectly fine with the floor, especially since it was not an easy task to charm an entire floor to do something nefarious to the arse that rests upon it. Of course, it was quite possible that Fred and George had charmed patches of it, but Sirius figured the odds were pretty good that he'd find a nice, benign, clean patch of floor.

Well, maybe not clean, but Sirius was used to boys' rooms. He walked over to one of the beds and tentatively lowered himself down in front of it. Nearest the beds was the safest place - unless the twins were pranking each other, which was quite possible. Ah well, it was always a crapshoot with Fred and George Weasley.

After a few seconds, he determined nothing was going to happen to him or his arse, and so he settled down, leaning his back up against the bed.

He looked over at George. (Having lived with the twins at number twelve, Grimmauld Place for a summer, Sirius was able to tell them apart - most of the time.) "Right, so toss me a beer and a set of Extendable Ears, and let's hear your girl woes."

[mischief_george]

Oh, the mistrust! It would have been funny if it hadn't been so warranted. And had they charmed areas of the floor? He couldn't remember, half the time. "The pink," he returned absently, frowning in concentration as he tried to get the timed release right on the back end of the boxers. "Remember, we thought the orange could be the one that made people whistle?" Or was it the other way round?

Beer! "Cheers, mate," George grinned, taking two and tossing one at Sirius. "And the pustules aren't for you. New line of pranks. Very exciting."

A small, long box with a set of the camouflage charmed Extendable Ears was also passed to Sirius, and then George sat back and took a long sip of beer. "Right." Merlin, where to even start? "We went out, yeah? And it went...well." Other than the jumping off of roofs that the mun is too lazy to look up and link, but trust me, it's there and the running away. "We were heading in to the city to see a movie. And then, bam!" A completely puzzled expression on his face, George shook his head slowly. "She was suddenly mad at me and shouting and walking away. And I had to chase after her and apologize, and I'm still not sure what I did."

He looked at Sirius and then up at Jim. "Are all girls this batty?" He really hoped not.

[mischief_fred]

"They are if they're batgirls," Fred interjected with a roar of laughter, settling back into the chair at his pants-piled desk. He hadn't heard the entire story (just most of it - in other words, the entire story sans the embarrassing details), but George had certainly told him enough about Steph for him to be able to make the joke. "I still want to know what you did to make her angry. My money's on slipping U-NO-POO into her drink. That or giving her a bouquet of Crap-Scented Carnations." He looked up at Sirius and then Jim. "From our new Pranking Plant line at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. We've also got Pinching Petunias, Biting Begonias, Rain-in-Your-Face Roses, and Mud-Slinging Marigolds." He grinned widely.

[fathalpert]

"Nice," Jim told Fred mildly. "Very classy." The twins, they were kind of baffling. On the one hand, nice guys, and very smart with the magic. Especially of the prankster variety, which, well, he appreciated. But... dungbombs? Crap-Scented Carnations? U-No-Poo? Not so much his thing. His stuff was a little more subtle.

But still, nice guys.

"Women can be... tough, sometimes," he admitted to George. "Did... she want to talk at all about it?" If it had been Karen, they would have talked for hours about it.

[toujours_sirius]

Sirius simply laughed. "Welcome to the wonderful world of dating a woman, George. Don't try to work out just what happened. You'll just get more confused." He tried to think back to the countless numbers of fights he had had with Lily and how they had ended. "It might be best just to apologise. Over and over. Even if you're not sure what you did. And even that might not help."

He shrugged and smiled darkly. "Women are the most confusing creatures on earth. If I had a choice between taking on a dragon inside a swarm of angry Doxies and fighting with Lily, I'd choose the dragon and the Doxies any day." The sad thing was, Sirius truly wasn't exaggerating.

[mischief_george]

Lying back in his bed again with a loud grumble towards his twin, George pillowed his head in one arm and tossed the Quaffle up and down idly. "No, wanker," he said. "I didn't do anything. We were just having a chat about London, and I was pointing out all the weird Muggle things, and the next thing I knew she was shouting and storming off. Completely loony."

He missed the Quaffle and it rolled off his fingers, bouncing once on the floor and mooing like a cow. "And she did not want to talk about it. I had to chase after her. She's..." Infuriating? Intriguing? "Nutters."

Turning to look at Sirius, George shook his head. "Then why be with her, mate? I mean, Merlin, she makes me feel like my head is about to explode. No matter what I did, it was wrong! How is that even possible?"

[mischief_fred]

"Wait a moment," Fred interjected. "Let me get this straight. She randomly shouts at you. She gives you a headache. And she thinks everything you do is wrong." He paused, his eyes twinkling just a little bit too much. "George, don't you see? She's Mum!"

And then the big grin came out once more. Oh, it was an apt comparison, but Fred made it mainly because he knew it was also an extremely undesirable one to George.

[fathalpert]

Jim nodded along with Sirius. Don't try to figure it out, just apologize -- that sounded about right. Then she might... still want to talk for hours, but at least be less angry about it? Or, based on his experiences with Pam 2.0 Katie, maybe just want to snuggle a lot.

He was mostly here, he felt, in a listening capacity -- God knew he didn't have a lot of advice to dole out on women -- so he listened to George explain, and when Fred butted in he merely looked over at him. Well, until he said that last part, anyway. Then his brows lifted, his eyes darting to the camera side. "Okay then," he murmured under his breath.

Sadly, George really wouldn't have been the first guy he knew to date someone just like his mother.

[toujours_sirius]

Sirius was not going to touch the comparison to Molly Weasley. Instead, he took a sip of his beer and said, "Why be with her? Because heartache is worse than headache." He didn't know this girl George was dating or how serious they were, but from his own experience, he knew this much was true. As much as he often thought his whole body would explode from fighting with Lily, he stuck through it all because he couldn't imagine being without her.