Disclaimer: We don't own Charmed, wish we did, but we don't. End of story.
Ok, so here's the deal - This is Ashley(aka Raye) posting this story under my thing because I can. April and I cowrote this story, and it's also posted under her thingy. She did all the typing, but the idea and plot sequence was a cumulative effort on our parts. Now that I've given myself credit, let's move onto the more important notes.
Raye and Sara are both OCs. Raye is the Charmed One's cousin, Sara's her Whitelighter. Now, here's where things get complicated. Raye is half witch, quarter Whitelighter, and fourth fire starter. Sara is something along the lines of 5/8 Whitelighter and 3/8 witch. Or something. I'm not really sure anymore. Raye loves Chris.
There's this long standing joke between April and myself about Chris's tail. Just don't ask. It's better for your sanity if you don't.
Last thing, I swear. Check out my (Ashley's) stuff by searching for onlyonceinforever. I love getting reviews almost more than Chris, Draco, and Oliver, so please indulge me. Now, let's get on with the story, shall we?
Rroburt the Hippogriff and Wyatt the Baby Who Conjured Him
It was a quiet evening at the Halliwell manor. Piper had departed with Greg the fireman an hour before, Chris was wallowing in his hidey-hole in P3, Paige was searching for lingerie at Richard's mansion, and Phoebe was entertaining Jason in Hong Kong.
Quite ridiculously, the task of supervising baby Wyatt fell upon the irresponsible teenagers Sara McKenny and Raye Halliwell.
"It's SO not a cat tail!" Raye said, crossing her arms and leaning on a counter.
"Well, a cat tail makes a heck of a lot more sense than a MONKEY tail!" Sara grinned, knowing that her point was clear. "Monkeys aren't even FROM around here!"
"Well who's to say that Chris is?" Raye glared at her friend and whitelighter, her voice steadily rising.
"Why don't we just ask Chris?" Sara asked, exasperated.
"I don't need to, because I'VE BEEN IN HIS PANTS!" Raye said this last bit so loud that a few pictures rattled in their frames.
A sudden splintering of glass interrupted their feud.
"You know what? If we weren't about to be killed by some obscure demon, you'd be dead right now," Sara grimaced.
"Oh, yeah, as if you could do anything, WHITE LIGHTER," Raye shuddered as more crunching followed.
"Sounds serious." Sara said, not moving.
"Yeah. I wonder if the TV's broken…ANIME! I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO WATCH FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST AGAIN…AAAAAARUGHH!"
"Forget about Anime, I'll never be able to watch Chicago!"
The two stared at each other wide-eyed, a realization dawning on them. "BABY WYATT!" They screamed and tore out of the kitchen.
Wyatt sat in his playpen, a wide grin on his toddler face. "Rroburt!"
"Wyatt…what are you doing?" Raye asked, a sickened expression on her face.
"Uh-oh," Sara said as she looked at a door. Mouthing wordlessly, she pointed to a large splintered hole in the wall.
"Wyatt…what made that?" Raye asked again.
"Rroburt!" Wyatt grinned again.
"And exactly, who, or what, is Rroburt?" Raye blinked.
"Rroburt!" Wyatt repeated.
"Raye—I—think—we—found—our—Rroburt." Sara walked to the window.
"A HIPPOGRIFF? You summoned a HIPPOGRIFF?" Raye saw the fantastical beast prancing outside the window.
"How can he summon a hippogriff? In case you haven't noticed, THEY AREN'T REAL!" Sara glared at Raye.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. And witches are figmentational and demons are not trying to take over the world." Raye said dryly.
"Do you think we should summon Chris yet?" Sara asked, one eyebrow raised furtively.
"Let's check. Uh, YES. CHRISSYWISSYPOO WE NEED YOU!" Raye shouted en un voz de 'sing-song.'
Chris appeared in a cacophony of blue and white twinkles. the real raye looks on here and says "TWINKLE? You've magically castrated him!" looks around shiftily and leaves.
"You called, My Beloved," Chris asked, while Raye rolled her eyes exasperatedly.
"Shut up, and take a look at what Big Brother just conjured," Sara said.
"Yeah, look what Wyatty-Wyatty-Poo did!" Raye shouted.
"All I see is a hole in the wall, and Wyatt looking pretty content," dijo Cristobol.
"Look out the hole in the wall," Sara said pointedly.
"What the hell is that?" Asked Chris, jumping in the air in shock.
"A hippogriff." Sara and Raye said together sagely.
"A WHAT?" Chris stuttered.
"You heard me, ChrissyWissyPoo. It's a HIPPOGRIFF." Raye said.
"Pardon?" Chris questioned.
"Say it with me: Hipp-Oh-Griff." Sara rolled her eyes.
"Less talking, more dealing with the…" Sara broke off at a loss for words.
"Rroburt!" Wyatt said happily.
"Yes, thank you Wyatt, dealing with Rroburt." Sara finished.
"Who's Rroburt?" Chris asked, clearly confused.
"The hippogriff, of course!" Raye said.
AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! I love writing things like this. Love it? Hate it? Whatever. Just let us know!
