Disclaimer: Does not own WITCH
AN: Just read comic 82, and finally decided it was long overdue that a minor character that all my stories had just ignore needed a little fic for them. Little William Vandom, Will's baby brother. This is a pointless fic really but I wanted to do it. I have decided that for the sake of me typing less, Will is Wilma, instead of the longer name I can't remember and William is Will, that way confusion should be knock out the window. Anyway on to the fic.
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Will U Will
Wilma Vandom sat in the chair next to the cot, asleep and unmoving. She had fallen asleep there after putting her brother to bed. Her mother and step-father where still out in the living room entertain what remained of the family that had come down to see the newest member of the family. It was a cute scene for lack of a better word. Susan and Dean had come to check on them before going off to bed and had decided to let the two sleep. Hours past and it was nearly 2 in the morning when Wilma woke.
Wilma woke to the sight of a hand almost hitting her in the face, and would have tipped back over her chair if she didn't notice that the hand was so small. It was Will's, playfully trying to swat at the Wilma's hair, his little arm reaching through two of the cot's bars to do so. Getting out of the chair and looking at her brother she smiled. The baby, looked as bright eyed as anyone, and not tired in anyway. "Come on William, go back to sleep, you can't stay up all night." Wilma told him carefully moving his arm back in to the cot properly and making him lie down again.
Will stared up at his sister, head tilt to the side as if trying to figure out what she was saying. Reaching out aimlessly up towards her, he made it clear that he did not intend to stay I the cot. Or that's what it looked like to Wilma. Giving in Wilma reached back into the cot and pulled Will up in to her arms carefully before sitting down in her chair. She smile as her brother tried to play with her hair but failing to reach it.
"Your lucky William." Wilma said. "You just get to sit around and do nothing." She wasn't really talking to her brother but to herself. "You don't have to fight to save the world, like me you get to sleep and do nothing all day." Wilma sighed and leaned in a kissed her brother on the forehead. "I wonder what you will do when your my age though. I wonder if you'll be magical too. Will you Will? What do you think?" Will made a indescribable noise as to answer. After a few more noises Will made what seemed to be a word. "Will".
Wilma didn't know if, Will was trying to answer her, or if he was trying to say either his own or her name. It didn't really matter even if he wasn't trying to answer her, she already knew one thing. Her brother would always be magical. "Come on back to bed." Wilma said putting back into the cot kissing him goodnight and leaving to go sleep in her own bed, sleeping in chairs was uncomfortable.