guy fawkes fest - challenge 6!
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Challenge Six: Snowed In
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Challenge Six: Snowed In
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Rating: PGish. One accidental innuendo from a thirteen year old, and not even a graphic one.
Word Count: 100
Notes: I do Angie/Twins far too much, methinks. I'm being totally unfair. What can I do, when I'm seeing half the prompts as twincentric? Also, I cut this down to 100 words because I've been feeling too unrestricted- I was actually worrying that I might lose the art of structuring conciseness. :) Finally, today was super cold where I live, so that might give you a little writer's context...
Angelina sighed at the window, pulling her sweater closer despite the room’s fire. “Snowed in… Can’t even warm up with Quidditch.”
“Snowed in?” George cried, flabbergasted.
“No such thing,” Fred supplemented.
“If you’ve doubts…”
Hoisting an imaginary bat, George assured, “We’ll beat away those flakes before your hair gets wet.”
“S’alright. With you two around, I’m more in danger of snowballs than flakes.” At this slip, she would’ve blushed if not brown, but they left it.
Angelina resumed staring at the window, which, by the addition of two rosy-cheeked, red-haired, fiery wits, was not nearly as chilling.
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