The elbow in his side told him it was time to stop being mushy otherwise he may as well put a dress on and be a proper girl. Watching as Caffrey licked his lips after enjoying his stolen cake, Fred grinned, leaning over to ruffle the pup's fur. 'Indy time Caff, not cake time for puppies.' The little dog gave him a quizzical look and then returned to his spot on George's feet.
At Gred's blunt statement, Forge just nodded. There was not point protesting when Greddie had that tone of voice. 'Okay, testimonials would be good. I'm sure Olly would be glad to help out getting those. At least from the Puddlemere lot.' Another nod followed the point about colours and he ran through the team strips in his head.
A little frown creased his brow at the same moment a his Twin and he lapsed into silence as he thought, eyes watching the bar fight on screen but mind elsewhere for the time being. 'Very dark indigo would just shimmer against black sky. that would be effective enough. The Magpies we'd mix with white and the Bats red, for contrast and distinction between teams.'
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