"Hey, Ed, want to come play Exploding Snap?" Malorie asked when she found Ed in the library.
Despite everyone trying to be joyful, there was still a heaviness in the air from the previous night.
"Sure, I'll be right there," Ed responded.
Malorie was about to leave when she saw what Ed was working on.
"Is that your handwriting?" She asked.
Sure enough there was beautiful calligraphy in jet black ink that filled the parchment paper.
"Yeah, my mom sent me some markers from Christmas but I haven't had much time to try them until now."
"Ed! This is amazing! You could actually sell this to people or something!"
"I don't know, Mal..." Ed hesitated.
"I'm sure there's plenty of other people who can do the same."
"You have a talent, you should use it," Malorie encouraged her.
"Well for now, we can go beat Lance in Exploding Snap," said Ed.
"Not so fast," said two voices.
"Hey!" Said Ed when she saw it was the twins.
"What'cha working on?" Fred asked, looking at her paper that was still on the desk.
"Just some handwriting- wait, why are you two in the library? I thought you'd be kidnapping Mrs. Norris or something."
But they didn't answer her question.
"George, look at this," said Fred, showing him the parchment.
"We could use this, don't you think, Freddie?" Asked George.
"Here, you can practice on us. Write something on our arm and we'll think about it," said Fred.
"Think about what?" Ed asked, curious.
"Helping us with the joke shop," George explained.
"I would love to help, but I'm not really into pranks," Ed replied.
"Not with the pranks," said George.
"We'll let you know later. Once we have a sample of your writing," Fred stated.
"Okay," she agreed.
"What do you want me to write?" Ed asked.
"Our names will do," they said as they pulled up the sleeves on their arms.
"You're Fred, right?" Ed asked, just to make sure.
"No, I'm George," he said.
Ed paused for a second.
"No, you're Fred, and that's George," Ed said confidently.
The twins looked surprised—hardly anyone could tell them apart.
"Write George anyways," Fred chuckled.
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two rings and bad things
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