Chapter 1
Wyatt snuck around Chris' room trying to figure out the best prank he could pull out of his seventeen year old mind. It was his little brother's fourteenth birthday and the almost adult wanted to make it an unforgettable one for Chris.
He stood there for a while until a light bulb went off; he ran to his bathroom and came back with some shaving cream. He laughed quietly to himself.
"Ah good old shaving cream, what would I ever do without you?" it was ancient but still a good one. He sprayed a whole heap onto his brother's hand and started tickling his face. He could not contain himself as Chris awoke with a start and his older brother's shaving cream all over his face.
"Happy birthday, Chris!" he yelled still bellowing out with amusement.
The fourteen year old moved his other hand, the clean one, and wiped the cream off his face.
"I hate you so much; you have better got me something good for this." Chris said.
"Oh don't worry you young adolescent, I think you'll like what I got you."
Chris' jade green eyes shot around Wyatt's hands and the area of the bed he was sitting on. There was no present.
"Well...?"
"Well what? You're not getting it now you'll have to wait until tonight when the whole family is here."
Chris Halliwell's brown hair fell in front of his eyes. He wanted that present now and he wanted it bad.
"Come on Wy, you know how long Aunt Phoebe and the cousins take to get ready. I need it now."
"Nope no you don't need it now you want it there's a difference. Plus I like to see you in pain" he smirked, while the brunette punched him in the arm.
"Fine then." He sighed, defeated.
