Fred and yourself stood out in the garden of the burrow, Fred having been tasked with degnoming the area.

"So what you've got to do is grip them firmly by the top.."

Fred hummed, holding up one of the gnomes by the top for you to see. His hand wrapped itself around the leafy top, a look of displeasure plastered over the gnome's face. It let out a few grumbles and whines of annoyance.

He stood up straight as he gripped the creature firmly, yet loosely at the same time.

".. And then you're simply gonna swing em' around until you gain momentum, and..

Fred proceeded to spin the gnome around in circles incessantly, its tiny, potato-like body whirling in the air.

Boom. He's too dizzy to bother with the garden."

He smirked triumphantly, slowing his movements to a stop as he held the gnome up to his face. It looked to be completely out of it.

"It ain't a permanent fix, but damn if it isn't fun."

Fred snorted, sauntering over to the garden fence to drop the gnome over the other end.