This fic does have Wyatt and Chris but Wyatt is around 17 and Chris 15, Phoebe has a daughter named after Prue who is 14, and Paige has a daughter named after her mom, Patty, who is 10...Takes place in 2019
It was a beautiful January day out in the San Francisco Bay Area. It was surprisingly warm, around 60 degrees. The sun beat down unto the roof of the beautiful Victorian manor that resides on 1329 Prescott Street. That house has been there for so long. It has stood there since 1906; after the earthquake. It has been there for 114 years. A few repairs have been done since there was an earthquake in 2015. Inside the house resides 8 people. All of whom were laughing their heads off.
"Stop- I-I can't- brea-the," Phoebe told her beautiful little girl. She sighed as she calmed down. She looks so much like Prue Phoebe thought. It is really scary Her daughter, Prue, had her oldest sister's dark-blue eyes that seemed like they could pierce sraight through your heart. Her raven hair flowed gently over her shoulders and lightly curled at the top of her shoulder blades. Phoebe shuddered because she always saw her sister in her daughter. Sometimes when she would call her down for dinner, she would think that she was back in 2000 calling her sister down.
How Piper and Phoebe missed their sister as they are reminded of her everyday in Phoebe's daughter. Paige's daughter looked exactly like Piper. Patty's hair flowed down passed her shoulder blades to the middle of her back. Her hair would shine as the sun touched the chocolate hair on the top of her head. Her eyes were a light shade of hazel, and she was a very fit kid. Prue was too because her mother had taught her martial arts which slims the body.
"That was a great joke!" Paige commented. "Who thought of that?" Paige was still laughing inside about the joke she heard. She looked around at everyone sitting in the circle they created outside. It would've been nicer if the flowers were in bloom. Paige thought. But spending time with my family is one of the things that I love which makes up for the flowers. Definitely makes up for the flowers. She looked at her sisters who were obviously still laughing on the inside. She then looked at her daughter who was sitting next to her right.
Her favorite cousin, Prue, was sitting next to her and on the other side of Prue was her mom, Phoebe. Piper sat in between her two boys. Wyatt was now a year away from college and he has grown so much. He had bangs that reached his eyebrows. In the back, his hair reached the nape of his neck. His light blue eyes always stared back at you. He was in nice shape with all the demon hunting and the workouts he does in the nearest gym.
His brother had the same hair style, but his hair was brown. They had the same blue eyes, and Chris didn't have as much muscles as his brother did. But he did have a nice body for someone who just got his license.
"I thought of the joke, but Wyatt is the best at saying it," Chris replied. He smiled at everyone in his family. He loved his brother and mom the most, but the rest of his family came next. He loved the idea of the whole family living together. They got along so well except for the occasional tiffs. But then the mood turned sour because they heard a loud crash in the house.