Wizards of Waverly Place:

The New Wanderer

Alex Russo sat on the couch of her family's living room, cell phone in hand. Her fingers were blurred as she texted back and forth to her almost boyfriend, Riley.

Max sat on the counter, eating the last of last weeks potato chips.

Justin and his father were watching a football game.

Everything was normal for a Saturday.

Until the bell rang.

Alex didn't look up from her screen. "Dad, door," she said.

"Alex, you get it," Justin answered.

"Fine," Alex grumbled. She opened the door. With a poof, a huge billow of smoke blew up in Alex's face. Her family looked up.

Coughing, Alex glared into the haze. "Who did that?"

"Oh, probably Emily," a bored voice answered. The smoke cleared and a bored looking man with a long beard stood holding the end of a kiddie leash and a clipboard.

The family gathered behind the teenage girl. "Can we help you?" Alex's father asked.

"Congratulations, your name has been approved for adoption."

"Adoption?" repeated the three kids.

"Cool! I voluteer Max to be adopted out." Alex said. "Or Justin. Either or."

"No, it means someone comes here," Dad answered. "And we signed up way before Justin was born."

"Oh, well," the bored man answered. "Sign here. There are no exceptions blah blah blah. Here is little Emily." He held out the end of the leash to Justin. He looked at it.

"There's no one connected to it," he said slowly.

"That's what the smoke was about," the man said. "She's escaped again. Here's her picture. Have fun finding her."

The door closed.

The Russo's exchanged a glance.



"I'm gonna have to call those people at the adoption center," Dad muttered. "We canceled that deal… I think."

"Well, great," Justin sighed. "Now we have a missing wizard in our house."

The refridgerator door suddenly opened. "Actually, she's right here," a voice clarified. "And geez people, where is the fruit? Have you heard of health food? Oh, hey, pudding!"

The voice's owner closed the door and smiled at the Russos, Dad's pudding cup in her hand, already digging in. "Hiya!"

The Russos stared at her, open mouthed.

After a long silence, Emily motioned with her spoon at the family. "I can see no one speaks much in this family. I have to say, I don't mind."