"We're fine," Ginger told her. "We've apparated actually quite a lot, but we were never taught how. Dad didn't want us doing magic. He just wanted us to be pack females.
"Of course, we're here. Where else would we be?" Clive asked, laughing. "We have no other life but this shop. Good to see you, Ruby. Good morning, Ladies." He greeted the girls. "How's all the herd at the Lupins?"
Angus landed right outside Edward's house in the yard, and his family was gathering. Basil's wife (Angus' Aunt Gloria), and their two sons, Cyril and Wesley, their wives, and their children were all standing in the yard, sobbing, wailing, and screaming. Gloria raced up to Angus and started beating on him, and Marcus grabbed her arm tightly with one hand, handing off Caprice to Nigel with the other. Basil's sons raced to their mother's defense, and Evan and Edward raced to Angus's defense. One of Basil's granddaughter's got off a good blasting spell at Angus, and Angus felt pain ripping through his chest and his bad shoulder. He fell.
"Get him out of here!" Nigel shouted at Marcus, latching onto Angus. Marcus apparated Angus and himself and Nigel out and up to Angus's room in Edward's house, not realizing that Evan had a hold of Angus at the moment that Marcus apparated them upstairs. Marcus immediately laid a shield around the bedroom so that no one else could get in.
Nigel knelt by Angus and checked him.
"I know that hurt like a sonofabiscuit, but your shoulder's alright. Your chest took that one instead and the jolt of the blast was what made you hurt. You're alright, though," Nigel reassured him. "Come on. I'll help you up."
"I can help," Evan said.
'Let's put him on the bed and give him a moment," Nigel said, taking the sling off for a moment to open Angus' shirt to check the incision.
"I have to go back and face them," Angus said, breathless because of the pain.
"Looks like you should wait til the brawl is overwith," Evan said. "Let's leave it to Edward for the moment. Jesus, Bro, what happened to you? Is there any part of you that isn't black and blue?"
"Above the waist? Not much," Nigel replied to Evan. "Brawling is not on his list this trip."
"Well, obviously not," Evan frowned. "What can I do to help?"
"Well, offhand, I'd say if there is anything you can do to get them to get this out of their system before Ruby gets here, that would probably be good, because if anyone hits him again, she'll take care of them, and there will be more than one funeral this weekend," Marcus said.
"Oh, and please have Rosaria and Carlo set up a beach thing for Ruby and the two foster girls we have. They're teens. They'll need beach towels, picnic, cooler, everything," Angus said.
"God, what a family," Evan shook his head. "Bar room brawling the yard and a peaceful picnic on the beach." He apparated down to the kitchen.