WHO: Allison Davies, Giada Vance, & Sam Davies
WHAT: The girls decide to GIVE SAM A HEART ATTACK
WHEN: June '78
WHERE: Davies residence

Allison was extremely bored, as it so often seemed to be the case recently, when she came across on of Sam's muggle sports magazines. She flipped through the pages trying to make sense of it all when she thought that it would be so much easier if she actually had the stuff to look at. It didn't take her long to realize that there was no reason for her not to be able to have it. Ally was after all, talented at transfiguration and conjuring stuff.

It wasn't long before she was sitting on the floor in the living room surrounded by at least six different balls and various equipment from every sport that had a picture to go along with it in the magazine and a baseball hat on her head. She had flooed Giada and told her that if she was bored she could come over cause well yea it would be loads more fun to learn all this with her and they had talked about it the other day.

So Giada? WAS SUPER EXCITED! She'd even found that baseball cap Sam had slapped onto her head a few years back that she was supposed to have given back but didn't because she liked how it looked on her and anyway she kind of just wanted to look cool to Sam, SO! She was wearing the hat, had her hair tied up in a ponytail going through the hole in the hat, and wearing elbow pads.

It was something she'd seen in a sports magazine, somewhere! Why she was looking at a sports magazine, she did not know seeing as Emmet wasn't into sports and Caradoc certainly wasn't and maybe it had been at Sam and Allison's place? But whatever! She had a baseball hat on, elbow pads, and a rugby jersey she'd borrowed from one of the guys at work.

"SLAM DUNK!" Giada screamed when she flooed into the living room of Allison's house, spinning around a few times before she caught her balance, and then striking a triumphant pose.

So while Ally was waiting for Giada she had went and raided Sam's closet, merlin knows he had lots of jerseys, and picked a nifty red one which she was pretty sure was a baseball one, and was back in the living room with it on in time to see her sister arrive.

She threw her arms up in air and yell "HOME RUN!" snickering a bit. "OOO! Look at you all dolled up!" she said once she took in what Giada was wearing.

"I know right? I'm so excited it's disgusting," Giada said quickly, fiddling with the strap of her elbow pads and walking around the ball littered floor, not paying attention to where she was going. She was stumbling and tripping over the various sized and shaped objects, and only paused when she came to the oddest looking thing of them all.

It was a board, a board with wheels. Giada didn't look up at Ally as she put her foot on it, because what else could you possibly do with it? She rolled it back and forth and looked up at Ally with wide happy eyes.

"Ooh, do you ride this?" she asked, and without really thinking about gravity and friction and all those other things that wizards didn't bother to learn about, Giada hopped on with her other foot and promptly caused the board to slip out from under her and fell right on her butt. "OH! Oh that hurt!"

"Oh oh! That looks like fun... oh well not the falling part. Be careful. I already broke a lamp with that stick thing." Ally said pointing to the lacrosse stick laying on the floor.

"Oh and look what I can do!" Ally said running (well really just waddling really fast) and picking up a bat and the ball. She threw the ball up and then swung the bat missing the ball by a lot. "I did it earlier, I swear, cause the ball flew over there and I think it might of put a dent in the wall... oh do you want to try? Here take the bat I throw the ball." Ally said handing her sister the bat.

Sam didn't really have a clue what was going on in the living room apart from the clues of a few loud smacks against the other side of his office wall and the shattering of glass... Under normal circumstances, he would have been worried for his wife, but she wasn't yelling obscenities and he could hear her running around, so he figured whatever it was was unimportant enough to wait until he'd finished listening to this Gobstones match (Merlin, he couldn't wait til Quidditch season, this was so bloody boring).

When he did finally emerge from his office, Sam was greeted with a sight that caused him to nearly choke on the can of Coca Cola he was drinking. If he had just seen right, his seven-months-pregnant wife and sister-in-law were running around the living room (which was quite littered with what he was sure was every piece of his Muggle sports equipment ever), dressed up in jerseys--and were those knee-pads Giada was wearing?

... oh sweet Merlin. "Ally! Ally, put that down!" Sam exclaimed, rushing over to his wife, who was about to hand a bloody baseball bat to Giada. Quickly, before she could do any more damage (so that was the hole in the wall), he grabbed it and the ball--;asdlfjadsfakldf his Yankees autographed ball and WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!?--out of her hands. "Holy shit, you can't do that in the house!"

Giada pouted greatly at Sam's sudden appearance (it was supposed to be a surprise for him!) and would have tried to impress him with her batting standing way if she knew which end to hold---probably the bigger end, the ball was so small you'd probably break it with the thickness and stuff!

"Aw, Sam!" she whined, putting her hands on her hips and watching her brother-in-law look at them like they were madwomen. Which...they probably were, but it was so much fun to figure all this stuff out! She shrugged at Ally and gave her a wink; they'd definitely play some more when Sam went out. "We're taking the initiative!"

Ally just gaped at him as he took the bat out of her hands. "But but, why not? It's not like we can do any real permanent damage. Look, I already fixed the lamp. And you did say something about me not knowing enough about muggle sports and I was just trying to learn something." she said looking up to Sam with a great pout.

Maybe if she guilt tripped him enough he'd give in and teach them. Otherwise they would just wait til he left. It wasn't like they could very well take all this to the park and try to figure it out. People would stare.

"Yeah, you can," Sam said with a groan, holding up his baseball for them both to see. Holding it only by the seams--ugh, he was going to be sick, but thankfully the names weren't faded. "This ball is worth a lot of money because it has signatures on it. If it gets messed up, there's no fixing it. You don't use signed balls to hit into the walls of the house."

Carefully, he set the ball back down in its case and put the glass top over it. "And also? It's still nice if you don't put holes in the wall--Giada, you hold the bat by the other side, by the way." Holy crap, he couldn't believe them. "If you wanted to learn how to play sports, you could have asked me before you wrecked the house and half my equipment."

Giada did feel awfully bad for making Sam so upset, cause the last thing either of them wanted was to make him look like that. Her pout continued to grow and she crossed her arms, trying to think about how they could fix this (even though like, Ally had already fixed the holes). She could totally ask her mum for some money for a new ball if necessary, she could tell her she was like....buying a dress for a...date...or something! Right!

"Ooh!" Giada perked up, "It's not your stuff, Ally did it all herself! Except for the ball I guess but your stuff is all safe and sound me thinks!"

If Giada felt bad, Ally felt at least ten times worse because he looked so upset and this wasn't how it was suppose to turn out. She was practically on the verge of crying because of all the bloody hormones and all that other crap that came along with being pregnant. She normally wasn't this emotional. But at the moment she wasn't sure if she was more sad or mad at him for being all upset or whatever.

"Yea, I conjured all this up from the pictures in the magazines and I was going to ask you but you were working and I didn't want to bother you cause I know you're work is important to you. And well, yea, I just wanted to impress you with what I could learn on my own. And I was going to fix everything and clean up so no one would know the difference. Besides we were just having some fun." she said her tone wavering between being whiny and sassy. Hormones just screwed everything up.

Sam sighed and put his hands over his face, taking a deep breath to calm himself down because his wife had that tone of voice that said she was about to burst into tears. He had become very well accquainted with it in the past few months and it had become something that he absolutely dreaded because when she started crying she got hysterical and unreasonable and oh geez.

Taking his hands away from his face, he forced his expression to change to a small smile. "Look, I.. appreciate that you wanted to impress me, but... next time, you know, don't try and do it without me." The smile became just a little more genuine, a bit more quirky, and a lot more Sam. "I promise after Roger is born we'll all go out to the park and I'll teach you both how to play baseball or something."