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Problems at School Come Home

"Wyatt and Chris Halliwell!" Piper yelled from the living room. Shortly after yelling, and sitting down, her two boys orbed down into the living room.

"What's up mom?" Wyatt asked.

"What's up?" Piper asked, her temper flaring. "What's up? How about you both being in trouble?"

"What did we do?" Chris asked, sitting down on the couch, while Wyatt took the other chair.

"What did you do?" Piper asked again, her temper rising even more. "You dare to fane ignorance with me? LEO!" Piper yelled at the height of her lungs, and patience.

"Piper!" Leo said, orbing down in the familiar whirl of light. "What's wrong?"

"They're saying that don't know what they're in trouble for," Piper said, finally calming down. Leo's presence brought a certain peace to the house that she wished was there all the time.

"What are they in trouble for?" Leo asked. And before Piper could jump on him, Leo defended with, "I know I said I'd watch them, but a witch was in trouble that specifically requested for me. So," Leo sat down next to Piper, "what's wrong?"

Piper sighed and relaxed. "The boys apparently turned their chemistry teacher into a squirrel." Piper had enrolled them into mortal high school to foster how to better livein the mortal world inher sons. It was fine for them, until they got bored. "Their principal said that she went to see how he was doing, just coming out of a coma last month, and said she couldn't find him. All she could find was a very nervous squirrel sitting on the teacher's desk. She doesn't suspect, but I know better." Piper turned from Leo's sweet face to glare at her sixteen and eighteen year old sons.

"Boys," Leo said. "Come with me. We need to talk."

Piper rolled her eyes as she stood up and went back into the kitchen. She hated that he lectured them in private atop the Golden Gate Bridge. She couldn't add in anything, and it made her feel less involved. But, she had done more to bring them into this world that he had.

Piper began setting the table. "Dinner," she called to the winds. Very shortly all three of the boys in the Halliwell family orbed into the kitchen. "What's for dinner?" Chris asked tentatively.

"Roast chicken, fresh biscuits, and tossed green salad with asian dressing," she said, her anger vented and her disappointment dealt with.

After Wyatt and Chris sat down across the table from each other, a chair between them and the head of the table where Leo had rooted himself, Paige and Phoebe orbed back into the manor. "Hey Piper," Phoebe said. "Oh good, you made chicken."

"How was work Aunt Paige?"Chris asked as Phoebe sat down next to Wyatt and Paige sat down next to Chris, each by Leo. Piper took the opposite end of the table and everybody began to serve themselves dinner.

"It's complicated," Paige huffed, "as usual. I mean, I enjoy the job. But, my boss is an arrogant chauveanistic pig. He treats me like I'm his personal slave. 'Get my coffee, fax those files, hurry up!' It's just infuriating."

"Then why were you in such a good mood when you came to see if I was off work yet?" Phoebe asked, giving her a very coy smile.

"We'll talk about that later Phoebs," Paige said blushing.

"Well I had an eventful day too," Chris said, careful not to look at his mother.

Piper noticed that he didn't look up when he said this, but decided to see if he was going to spill the beans on what he did to his chemistry teacher. "What happend that was so eventful Chris?" she asked, prompting him with a stare to say something.

"I met this really hot girl on the way to my Weights class," Chris said.

"Oh, how sweet," Phoebe said. "What's her name? And what's she like?"

"She's really smart, and really fine," Chris said, his usual knack for vocabulary forgotten. "Her name is Phaith. When she saw me writing it down she laughed and told me that she had a more unique spelling."

"How did she spell it?" Wyatt asked, almost coldly.

Seemingly oblivious to Wyatt's remark, Chris said it was spelled P-H-A-I-T-H. "She even said she would go out with me on a date on Saturday."

"There's no way that Phaith would ask you to go out with her on Saturday," Wyatt said.

"And why not?" Chris said, taunting Wyatt back. Over the years the two had competed vigourosly for girls. Although Chris had saved his brother from becoming evil, and they normally got along well one with the other, butthe two had to have something to fight about and it always seemed to be about girls, mortal girls at that.

"Because why would she go out with your scraggly butt, when she could have me and all the manliness that a woman could want on her date with me on Saturday night," Wyatt said. Everyone had stopped eating except for Piper. She half expected this to be a ploy to keep Phoebe and Paige from knowing what they did. So Piper very calmly continued to eat.

"You only say that because you're more brawn than brain," Chris countered. Which was true, as each of them was the opposite of the other. While Wyatt was the outspoken athlete, Chris was the quieter scholar. And although each of them was a witch, the only trait they shared commonly well was potion making, but given that Piper was the best at potions was a given. Wyatt was better at the immediate fight and vanquish like Aunt Paige, while Chris was quick tongued and witted with words and spells, just like Phoebe. Which was why Chris was taking Weights and why Wyatt was taking a few advanced mathematics courses, each was trying to out do the other in their own field.

"Watch it little brother," Wyatt said. The look in Wyatt's eyes told everyone that he was ready to fight his little brother right here in the kitchen.

"Or what?" Chris said, his voice elevating in anger.

"That's enough!" Leo spat. Even though Leo was normally even tempered, he would not tolerate the two brothers to fight.

"I'm not hungry any more," Chris said, orbing up into his room.

"I'm outta here," Wyatt said standing and orbing the car keys to his hand before slamming the front door to the manor.

"You know," Phoebe said. "Something about that didn't feel right."

Somehwere in the Underworld . . . A young woman shimmered into a chamber where a demon stood waiting. She bowed her head slightly to the demon. "You summoned me?" she asked, her voice beautifully resonant.

"Yes," he responded. "I want to know how my plan to destroy the Charmed Ones is coming along." He was different as demons go. He didn't have the usual build or stock of a demon, but the eyes and voice gave him away. Besides that he looked as regular as a middle age man dressed all in black.

He looked at his minion. She was one of the best pupils he'd ever taught at the temple. She was moderately tanned, but her auburn hair andrich brown eyestold that that was her natural skin tone. Her ability to shimmer and throw energy balls was some of the traits that made her an excellent dark priestess. She looked into his face. "The brothers are fighting over me as we speak. Soon they will be so madly in love with me that I will be able to convert one of them to join us and crush the Charmed Ones at long last."

"Good. I expect updates on your progress. Until the time we meet in person again," he said.

"Yes your eminence," she said, bowing her head in the similar fashion and shimmering out.