Theme # 46: Dungeon


Little Ronald had never been to a beach, before. Or perhaps he had. But the six year old certainly had no previous memories, of such a trip - and the sand, the footprints, the little huts and the tall umbrellas, delighted him now.

"What you doing, Fled?" He askedr. "What you doing, Geolge?"

Fred and George, little devils even at the age of almost eight, exchanged meaningful glances. "We're building a sand dungeon," the former said. "To lock you up in," the latter added, quite cheerfully.

Ron staaaared at the twins, wide-eyed, and was mercifully picked up by Molly.