2019
"Come on Mom! We're going to be late! We have to pick up Aunt Paige, Uncle Jake and Curly before we get to Aunt Phoebe's." Prue Wyatt's voice echoed throughout the manor. She stood impatiently by the door waiting for her mother. Her father next to her was reading some mail that had just arrived. It was the weekly trip to her Aunt Phoebe's, or her Aunt Paige's house for dinner. The three traded weeks for each dinner. As usual, her mother, Piper Halliwell, was running late. But today it was really bad that they were running late. Prue's Aunt Paige car broke down, and her Uncle Jake, didn't have a car, they had to pick up her aunt and uncle, and her younger cousin Andrew, more commonly known as Curly.
"Sorry guys for making you late. Phoebe needed a spell. And you know me. I forgot until the last minute. When I remembered, I then had to find the spell. You ready?" Piper looked at her daughter and then at her husband, Leo. As they opened up the door, a sheepish grin spread across Leo's face.
"I have to go. *They* are calling me. I'll be back soon." He kissed his wife and orbed out to talk to the elders.
"Hey, its cool. Now there is more room in the car, it was going to be tight with six in a car for five" said Melinda. Piper laughed at her optimistic daughter and shut the door shut." So, are the twins not sleeping again?" Melinda asked.
"Yes, and it's driving Phoebe up the wall. That is why she needed the spell, to get them to sleep."
"Isn't that personal gain?" Prue asked. Even though she grew up in a family surrounded by magic, her mother bound her powers, and many concepts of magic were still a little confusing to her.
"Magic is tricky, and technically no." Piper said. "Now in. We're going to be late."
"Sure blame it on the teenager." The two shared a timeless moment.
"Come on Mom! We're going to be late! We have to pick up Aunt Paige, Uncle Jake and Curly before we get to Aunt Phoebe's." Prue Wyatt's voice echoed throughout the manor. She stood impatiently by the door waiting for her mother. Her father next to her was reading some mail that had just arrived. It was the weekly trip to her Aunt Phoebe's, or her Aunt Paige's house for dinner. The three traded weeks for each dinner. As usual, her mother, Piper Halliwell, was running late. But today it was really bad that they were running late. Prue's Aunt Paige car broke down, and her Uncle Jake, didn't have a car, they had to pick up her aunt and uncle, and her younger cousin Andrew, more commonly known as Curly.
"Sorry guys for making you late. Phoebe needed a spell. And you know me. I forgot until the last minute. When I remembered, I then had to find the spell. You ready?" Piper looked at her daughter and then at her husband, Leo. As they opened up the door, a sheepish grin spread across Leo's face.
"I have to go. *They* are calling me. I'll be back soon." He kissed his wife and orbed out to talk to the elders.
"Hey, its cool. Now there is more room in the car, it was going to be tight with six in a car for five" said Melinda. Piper laughed at her optimistic daughter and shut the door shut." So, are the twins not sleeping again?" Melinda asked.
"Yes, and it's driving Phoebe up the wall. That is why she needed the spell, to get them to sleep."
"Isn't that personal gain?" Prue asked. Even though she grew up in a family surrounded by magic, her mother bound her powers, and many concepts of magic were still a little confusing to her.
"Magic is tricky, and technically no." Piper said. "Now in. We're going to be late."
"Sure blame it on the teenager." The two shared a timeless moment.