Shuntbumping

Lizzie was sitting in a wonderful cushy chair, humming softly and counting stitches. A cup of blackcurrant tea was cooling on the side table next to a strawberry scone. The turquoise blue Percy Shawl in her lap was flying along swiftly with nary a stitch out of place. Rows easily appeared as if she had been using her profoundly amazing magical skills-- but no, the shawl was being made the Muggle way.

In the back of her mind, Lizzie saw the green Rambling Leaves Shawl that Emma had had the tenacity to leave just lying about on the sitting room tuffet! Both shawls having been cast on at the same time, yet Emma was already a bit ahead of her. Ever the competing twin, Lizzie thought about using her time turner to go back and get in some extra knitting.

TWACK!

Lizzie's needle flew out of her hand, the shawl momentarily forgotten as her calm mood was broken with a twinge of exasperation as Emma laughed her way into the room. Hating to appear disgruntled, Lizzie smiled sweetly at her twin.

"Is that how it's going to be?" she inquired.

"How else ever should it be?" she replied.

Furrowed brows and eyes squinting fiercely on both sides... silence for a moment. Then, a moment more.

"How about the old fashioned competitive way then..." Lizzie suggested.

Emma, her face an unreadable mask, slightly raised an eyebrow in agreement and muttered under her breath "... a shuntbumping duel..."

The duel began! Which twin would shuntbump the other? Who would finish first?! And, would their nimble fingers and sharp minds finish in time for the HSKS Shuntbumping Duels!?!

... to be continued ...