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Piper's Birthday

"Oh crap," a sixteen year old Wyatt muttered as he saw the mess he had made in the kitchen. It was his mother's birthday and he had suggested his dad that he takes her out on a specially planned evening. He had taken it upon himself to bake her a cake. After the disaster in the school that involved a bully that was picking on Henry Jr. 'accidentally' falling in a mud puddle after a he stumbled upon a brick that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, Wyatt wasn't in his mother's good books. He desperately needed some more points in Piper's eyes if he wanted to convince her to let him borrow her car. So far he had managed to spill the flour on the floor, get some egg yolk on his shirt, eggshells in the batter and some batter in his hair. His mom was going to have a stroke if he didn't come up with a solution and fast.

"Screw personal gain. This is for mom's wellbeing anyway," Wyatt muttered as he tried to remember his aunt Paige's cleanup spell. He could not remember the correct wording so he decided to improvise a little.

Let the object of objection

Become but a dream

As I cause the scene

To be unseen.

Unfortunately for him the wording was not as accurate as he hoped it had been. Unintentionally he had replaced 'seen' with 'scene'. Not surprisingly the spell backfired. The whole scene literally disappeared. The counter, the stove, the chairs, the cabinets, everything vanished. He was standing in the middle of an empty square room. Although the mess on the counter had vanished with the counter, all the mess on his person was still there. Wyatt sighed in frustration. His mom was going to be home any minute and he had to fix this. Wyatt panicked as he heard footsteps approaching the kitchen.

"This should be interesting," Chris muttered as he stepped into the kitchen. Wyatt was visibly relieved. He thought about another spell.

Save my mother from having a fit

The clutter I have is better than this

Benevolent spirits hear my call

Bring back the kitchen mess and all

Unfortunately, the spell backfired once again. It worked; obviously, it brought back the kitchen with all the equipment. But it also brought all the clutter from Wyatt's room to the kitchen. His dirty laundry was now piled on the chairs and his half finished homework and books were sitting on top of the counter. As an after thought, he realized that using 'had' instead of 'have' might have been apt.

"I'm going to fix this. You can't tell mom about it, please," Wyatt pleaded to his little brother. At the moment the front door opened and the boys could hear their mother's voice.

"She is going to kill me," Wyatt muttered as he started walking towards the front door.

"Look on the bright side. I might get your room when she does," Chris teased his brother. Wyatt scowled at him before exiting the kitchen.

"Hey mom!" Wyatt said with the brightest and innocent smile he could muster, "You're home early. How was your evening? Did you have fun?"

"What is this? Don't tell me you were fighting demons in my kitchen," Piper said as she rushed towards the kitchen ignoring all of Wyatt's questions and comments. She was worried what state she will find the kitchen in. Wyatt's attempts to stall or distract his mother had failed miserably.

"I wasn't fighting demons, I was just trying to bake a cake, for my dear loving mother," Wyatt said. He flinched a little as his mother entered the kitchen anticipating an explosion coming his way.

But nothing happened. Wyatt gathered the courage to follow his mother and entered the kitchen. To his surprise, the kitchen was immaculate just as their mother liked. Chris was standing at the counter mixing the batter.

"Aw," Piper couldn't utter another word. Her eyes filled with tears, she looked at Chris and Wyatt lovingly.

"It was all Wy's idea. I'm just here to make sure he doesn't burn down the manor," Chris explained. Piper turned to Wyatt and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"I love you two so much," she muttered.

"I love you too, mom," Wyatt said as he hugged his mother. He silently mouthed to Chris, 'Thank you'.

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