Unknown Origins - The Rewrite

Chapter 29 - Disparity

Erica was sat in the twins room, trying to sort through pages and pages of ideas for products they could make.

"Found anything?" George asked.

"There's so many." Erica sighed,"You both have too many ideas."

"But they're good ideas." Fred pointed.

"They are, but how are you supposed to pick any?" Erica laid down in the mess of papers she'd made.

"Sometimes we just put named in a hat then pull it out." George looked down at her

"Okay- What is this supposed to be?" Erica sighed, holding up a paper,"Balloons that scream when you pop them?"

"Gives them a good fright." Fred smiled.

"I'm already scared by popping balloons, nevermind ones that scream at me." Erica sighed.

"What about... These? Comb-A-Chameleon? If we get the right ingredients, this could potentially change someone's hairstyle."

"Can we please test it on Ron?" Erica asked.

"If you can find him." George nodded.

"He'll be in our room." Erica shrugged.

"Let's a go." Fred handed her the comb.

"Onwards." Erica smiled as they left the room.

"Oh Ronald~" The twins teased as they walked upstairs.

"Come out. It's safe, I promise." Erica hummed.

"I don't trust you three together." Ron walked to the door with a sigh.

"Come on, its just a comb." Erica showed him.

"It's poison." Ron stared at it.

"You don't eat combs, Ron." George rolled his eyes.

"You never know with your bloody tricks. I'll touch it and I'll go bald."

"You'll still have hair, trust me. Its just a conb." Fred told him.

Ron hesitated and took the comb.

"See? You aren't bald, are yiu?" Erica hummed.

Ron sighed,"Want me to brush my hair?"

"No, eat the comb. Yes, brush your hair." Fred nodded.

Ron looked between the three and brushed his hair a few times. After a few combs through, his hair began to turn bright purple.

"It works! It works!" Erica clapped her hands.

"Oh, bloody hell." Ron groaned as he saw his hair in the mirror.

"What's all that noise?" Percy shouted from downstairs.

"Nothing Perce, just a little experiment." Fred smirked.

"Don't you know I'm busy? I don't need to be hearing stupid experiments and clapping. I've just been promoted." Percy scoffed and walked up.

"It wasn't even that loud." George rolled his eyes.

"Yes it is. You know I don't like being disturbed."

"Oh leave it, Perce." Ron waved him off.

"It's just a but of fun." Erica sighed

"I'm busy. Can't you see that?" Percy scoffed.

"Well, no, I've hardly seen or heard from you for the past two years." Erica crossed her arms.

"Because I'm busy. I've been promoted by the Minister, I'm actually doing something good for this family."

"It wouldn't hurt to answer back at least one letter letting me know you're okay."