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An Excuse Chapter 3
Leo knocked on the wooden door separating him from his dad who wasn't in the best mood. Leo knew he would get yelled at but Piper was worth it. He gently knocked on the door.
"Come in!" His dad's booming voice made him shudder but he pushed the door open.
"Sit down!" Leo complied not wishing to do anything to upset his dad before he began talking.
"What do you want?"
"I want to talk about Piper Halliwell, sir."
"Oh the witch. Okay, talk away."
"May I question you?"
"Yes, go ahead." John looked away at the books on the wall and only half listened.
"Why do you think she's a witch?" At this, John swung around and glared at his son.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No Father, it's not."
"Jesus, son! Don't you know anything?"
"What constitutes a witch?"
"Anything paranormal and Piper is just that!"
"That's nonsense. We're all different! Just look at us!"
"Do you want to get whipped?"
Leo looked at his hands. "No sir," he whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't hear you."
"No sir," he said a little louder.
"Then leave. You get no dinner!"
Leo trudged to his room and cried. He had never cried before. His father wouldn't allow it. He wept not only for himself but for all the innocent witches that had been hanged because they were "paranormal" and for Piper.
- - -
The next day in town Piper found Leo with puffy eyes resting by a tree. She rode up to him.
"Hi!" she greeted.
"Shhhhh. My father really thinks you're a witch now. Be careful."
John Wyatt spotted her mounted in her carriage. He started a low chant hoping that people would catch on.
"Witch, witch, witch, witch." it was quiet growing louder with the people joining in. Piper glanced around and saw a mob of people surrounding her. Her eyes grew wide and Leo's mouth dropped open.
"Witch, witch, witch."
She had no place to go.
TBC..yay, go me I so have the rest of this written. :D What is it with me and shortness? Next chap. should be up soon.
An Excuse Chapter 3
Leo knocked on the wooden door separating him from his dad who wasn't in the best mood. Leo knew he would get yelled at but Piper was worth it. He gently knocked on the door.
"Come in!" His dad's booming voice made him shudder but he pushed the door open.
"Sit down!" Leo complied not wishing to do anything to upset his dad before he began talking.
"What do you want?"
"I want to talk about Piper Halliwell, sir."
"Oh the witch. Okay, talk away."
"May I question you?"
"Yes, go ahead." John looked away at the books on the wall and only half listened.
"Why do you think she's a witch?" At this, John swung around and glared at his son.
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No Father, it's not."
"Jesus, son! Don't you know anything?"
"What constitutes a witch?"
"Anything paranormal and Piper is just that!"
"That's nonsense. We're all different! Just look at us!"
"Do you want to get whipped?"
Leo looked at his hands. "No sir," he whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't hear you."
"No sir," he said a little louder.
"Then leave. You get no dinner!"
Leo trudged to his room and cried. He had never cried before. His father wouldn't allow it. He wept not only for himself but for all the innocent witches that had been hanged because they were "paranormal" and for Piper.
- - -
The next day in town Piper found Leo with puffy eyes resting by a tree. She rode up to him.
"Hi!" she greeted.
"Shhhhh. My father really thinks you're a witch now. Be careful."
John Wyatt spotted her mounted in her carriage. He started a low chant hoping that people would catch on.
"Witch, witch, witch, witch." it was quiet growing louder with the people joining in. Piper glanced around and saw a mob of people surrounding her. Her eyes grew wide and Leo's mouth dropped open.
"Witch, witch, witch."
She had no place to go.
TBC..yay, go me I so have the rest of this written. :D What is it with me and shortness? Next chap. should be up soon.