DISCLAIMER: This story is based upon the series Charmed. All characters belong to Spelling Productions with the exceptions of Douglas White, Emily White, and Ms. Morgan (aka Luna) which I created. Copyright: 2000
SUMMARY: An 8 year old girl finds out she is a Moon Dreamer and needs the help of the Charmed Ones in order to save herself from a demon called Luna.
MOON MAGIC
NEW NEIGHBORS
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An 8 year-old girl is seen sitting on the front steps outside her house. She has beautiful red, wavy hair, which dangles over her arms while she sits resting her head on her hands. Her father comes out of the front door, and as he's adjusting his tie says, "Be a good girl for Ms. Morgan, Emily." He stoops down and kisses her head. "I'll be home soon. Love you angel." She adjusts her glasses and watches as her father get into his car and drive away. Ms. Morgan, an elderly woman, comes out. "Emily, what would you like for lunch?" Emily turns around, notices her, then turns back and continues to stare. "How about Peanut Butter and Jelly; your mom made that for you all the time?" The pain that Emily felt for the loss of her mother shot through her once again. She stood up and began to bounce her ball. Ms. Morgan glared at her and went inside.
*****
Phoebe was seated in the kitchen looking through some mail when Piper is getting ready to go to shopping.
"Hey Phoebs what's up?" Piper said cheerfully.
"Not much - hey, do we know a certain Douglas White?"
"Hmmm?"
"Yeah, we accidentally got his mail."
"Well, I did notice a big moving van a couple of days ago across the street. Let me see that? - yeah that house is on the opposite side of the street. Well, let me get ready and before I leave I'll go return it to him, k?"
"No way, this guy could be a hottie! I'll return it!" Phoebe says with a giggle. Piper rolls her eyes and finishes getting her stuff together.
Across the street Emily was still bouncing her ball. She accidentally let it get away from her as it bounced across the street, landing on the Halliwell's lawn. A scared look came across her face. She looked around, and no one was to be found. She thought that if she could get it before anyone came out, she'd be safe. So when no cars were coming, she ran across the street. The ball was found sitting near the front tire of Piper's car. She went over to get it and reached out her hand when suddenly Kit crawled over. Emily gasped and took a couple of steps back. At the same time Piper walked out of the front door. Emily froze with fear when she saw Piper. Piper noticed the sweet little girl and her terrified look; Kit meowed. Emily backed up a few paces.
"Hi sweetie, don't be scared, that's just Kit my cat. Is this your ball?" she said in a heartfelt tone. She made her way to get the ball and when she turned around, she saw the little girl running across the street back home. "That's strange," she thought. Then she glanced at the rubber red ball that had the name, Emily White, written on it in black marker. Piper decided to go to the new neighbors and return the little girl's ball. When she got up to the house, she rang the doorbell. Through the screen door she saw that same little girl.
"Hey there!" Piper said in a sweet voice. The little girl backed away from the door as Ms. Morgan appeared.
"Can I help you?" she said.
"Umm, yeah. My name is Piper Halliwell, I'm your new neighbor. I live right across the street and your little girl accidentally forgot her ball."
Ms. Morgan sighed and said to Emily, "What did I tell you about playing outside in the street? I told you to come in for lunch!" "Kids! Ugh!" She stepped outside.
Piper startled by her reaction, said, "It's ok, really. I have your little girl's ball right here."
"Oh that's nice of you. But she isn't my little girl, I'm her babysitter. Her name is Emily, and her mother just passed away a month ago."
"Oh my god," Piper sympathetically said as she put her hands to her heart. "That poor little girl."
Ms. Morgan dismissed Piper's comment and started, "she doesn't talk much. Her father's trying to form a new stability with the move and new jobs and such, so I'm stuck with the little rug-rat. You try being the babysitter of a girl who won't open her mouth!"
Piper was shocked by this woman's attitude. She seemed like such a sweet little girl. "Well, would you give this back to her for me?"
"She's right inside, u can give it to her yourself. She needs to socialize more, and new neighbors are a start. I could see her becoming fond of you very quickly."
Piper smiles at this but then states, "I dunno, it looks to me like I scared her."
"You just wait here dear."
Piper, feeling a little awkward, but eager to have the girl open up a little, decided to stay. She sat on the steps and began bouncing the rubber ball, hoping it might get the little girl's attention. And she was right. Emily stood near the screen door as she watched Piper play with the toy ball. She felt it was ok now, Piper seemed really nice when she went to get her ball. She opened the door very quietly and then sat next to Piper. Piper smiled at her sweet little face, and Emily curled up her shoulders, trying to shy away. Piper moved the little girl's hair from her face and introduced herself.
"Hey there, sweetie, my name is Piper. I live right across the street in that big house over there. What's your name?"
"Emily" she said softly as she pushed up her glasses.
"That's a very pretty name."
"Thank you," Emily said quietly as she looked up and smiled at Piper.
"Oh, and here's your ball. You better be careful. It's so much fun I might have to borrow it some time."
Emily giggled. "Piper?" she said sweetly.
"Uh huh..."
"You live in that house?" she said as she pointed across the street "Are you there all the time?" Piper smiled, "Everyday!"
Emily gave an excited smile and Piper winked at her. "Sweetie I have to go, but don't be afraid to stop by, ok."
"Ok," she said softly.
"Bye honey." Emily smiled and waved. As Piper made her way to the car, her heart melted. She hoped Emily would be ok, and wanted to reach out to her even more. She couldn't resist that innocent face.
Inside Emily's house, Ms. Morgan peered through the window with a ghoulish smile.
SUMMARY: An 8 year old girl finds out she is a Moon Dreamer and needs the help of the Charmed Ones in order to save herself from a demon called Luna.
MOON MAGIC
NEW NEIGHBORS
* * * * *
An 8 year-old girl is seen sitting on the front steps outside her house. She has beautiful red, wavy hair, which dangles over her arms while she sits resting her head on her hands. Her father comes out of the front door, and as he's adjusting his tie says, "Be a good girl for Ms. Morgan, Emily." He stoops down and kisses her head. "I'll be home soon. Love you angel." She adjusts her glasses and watches as her father get into his car and drive away. Ms. Morgan, an elderly woman, comes out. "Emily, what would you like for lunch?" Emily turns around, notices her, then turns back and continues to stare. "How about Peanut Butter and Jelly; your mom made that for you all the time?" The pain that Emily felt for the loss of her mother shot through her once again. She stood up and began to bounce her ball. Ms. Morgan glared at her and went inside.
*****
Phoebe was seated in the kitchen looking through some mail when Piper is getting ready to go to shopping.
"Hey Phoebs what's up?" Piper said cheerfully.
"Not much - hey, do we know a certain Douglas White?"
"Hmmm?"
"Yeah, we accidentally got his mail."
"Well, I did notice a big moving van a couple of days ago across the street. Let me see that? - yeah that house is on the opposite side of the street. Well, let me get ready and before I leave I'll go return it to him, k?"
"No way, this guy could be a hottie! I'll return it!" Phoebe says with a giggle. Piper rolls her eyes and finishes getting her stuff together.
Across the street Emily was still bouncing her ball. She accidentally let it get away from her as it bounced across the street, landing on the Halliwell's lawn. A scared look came across her face. She looked around, and no one was to be found. She thought that if she could get it before anyone came out, she'd be safe. So when no cars were coming, she ran across the street. The ball was found sitting near the front tire of Piper's car. She went over to get it and reached out her hand when suddenly Kit crawled over. Emily gasped and took a couple of steps back. At the same time Piper walked out of the front door. Emily froze with fear when she saw Piper. Piper noticed the sweet little girl and her terrified look; Kit meowed. Emily backed up a few paces.
"Hi sweetie, don't be scared, that's just Kit my cat. Is this your ball?" she said in a heartfelt tone. She made her way to get the ball and when she turned around, she saw the little girl running across the street back home. "That's strange," she thought. Then she glanced at the rubber red ball that had the name, Emily White, written on it in black marker. Piper decided to go to the new neighbors and return the little girl's ball. When she got up to the house, she rang the doorbell. Through the screen door she saw that same little girl.
"Hey there!" Piper said in a sweet voice. The little girl backed away from the door as Ms. Morgan appeared.
"Can I help you?" she said.
"Umm, yeah. My name is Piper Halliwell, I'm your new neighbor. I live right across the street and your little girl accidentally forgot her ball."
Ms. Morgan sighed and said to Emily, "What did I tell you about playing outside in the street? I told you to come in for lunch!" "Kids! Ugh!" She stepped outside.
Piper startled by her reaction, said, "It's ok, really. I have your little girl's ball right here."
"Oh that's nice of you. But she isn't my little girl, I'm her babysitter. Her name is Emily, and her mother just passed away a month ago."
"Oh my god," Piper sympathetically said as she put her hands to her heart. "That poor little girl."
Ms. Morgan dismissed Piper's comment and started, "she doesn't talk much. Her father's trying to form a new stability with the move and new jobs and such, so I'm stuck with the little rug-rat. You try being the babysitter of a girl who won't open her mouth!"
Piper was shocked by this woman's attitude. She seemed like such a sweet little girl. "Well, would you give this back to her for me?"
"She's right inside, u can give it to her yourself. She needs to socialize more, and new neighbors are a start. I could see her becoming fond of you very quickly."
Piper smiles at this but then states, "I dunno, it looks to me like I scared her."
"You just wait here dear."
Piper, feeling a little awkward, but eager to have the girl open up a little, decided to stay. She sat on the steps and began bouncing the rubber ball, hoping it might get the little girl's attention. And she was right. Emily stood near the screen door as she watched Piper play with the toy ball. She felt it was ok now, Piper seemed really nice when she went to get her ball. She opened the door very quietly and then sat next to Piper. Piper smiled at her sweet little face, and Emily curled up her shoulders, trying to shy away. Piper moved the little girl's hair from her face and introduced herself.
"Hey there, sweetie, my name is Piper. I live right across the street in that big house over there. What's your name?"
"Emily" she said softly as she pushed up her glasses.
"That's a very pretty name."
"Thank you," Emily said quietly as she looked up and smiled at Piper.
"Oh, and here's your ball. You better be careful. It's so much fun I might have to borrow it some time."
Emily giggled. "Piper?" she said sweetly.
"Uh huh..."
"You live in that house?" she said as she pointed across the street "Are you there all the time?" Piper smiled, "Everyday!"
Emily gave an excited smile and Piper winked at her. "Sweetie I have to go, but don't be afraid to stop by, ok."
"Ok," she said softly.
"Bye honey." Emily smiled and waved. As Piper made her way to the car, her heart melted. She hoped Emily would be ok, and wanted to reach out to her even more. She couldn't resist that innocent face.
Inside Emily's house, Ms. Morgan peered through the window with a ghoulish smile.