A/N: Thanks for FINALLY reviewing. (In case you hadn't noticed, which I'll
assume you hadn't, I haven't been posting new chapters until I get reviews.
So I will keep the threat of no new chapters till I get reviews. Sorry but
you're evil to leave me without them ^_^) This chapter will be especially
long as it's totally committed to the kiddies.
*Mice Are Your Friends*
"I just had the weirdest dream." Leo commented as he walked into the living room. Piper, Phoebe, Paige and Prue were all sitting on the couch drinking coffee.
"You too?" Piper asked, and smiled at him. She was sure there was something in her dream that was true, and she was sure it was the part where he wasn't cheating on her. After all if Prue found out things from a dream, couldn't Piper found out things from hers? Such as if she had a cheating husband?
"Yeah, it was weird." Leo said, nodding. He looked up at the ceiling and groaned. "I've got to-"
"I know." Piper smiled at him and nodded. "Can we talk later? There's been some, uh, sudden revelations." Leo nodded and then orbed out. In the kitchen there was a loud crash.
"MOMMY!" Melinda was heard screaming. "Mo-o-o-o-o-m-my!"
Piper, Phoebe, Paige and Prue all got up and ran for the kitchen. "What is it?" Piper cried, running to the kitchen, where Melinda was standing at the sink.
"Mommy there's a MOUSE!" Melinda shrieked, scandalized.
"A mouse? Mellie you scared me half to death, where is this mouse?"
"It ran aw-ay!" Melinda sobbed.
Paige, Phoebe and Prue stifled laughter while Piper gathered Melinda up in her arms. Piper shot a look at Paige, Phoebe and Prue. "Could you guys set the mouse traps?"
Melinda looked at Piper, horrified. "Mommy, you can't set mouse traps! You'll hurt it!" She wailed.
"No I won't Mellie, we're using the sticky traps not the snappy traps. Now where did the mouse go?" Melinda pouted, and then sniffled, before pointing at the fridge. "Behind there."
"Come on, I'll make you some hot chocolate." Piper soothed. Melinda brightened immediately. "Okay!" Piper carried Melinda over to the stove, where she put the kettle on.
"Mommy did the mouse run away because it didn't like me? I just wanted to play with it because Wyatt and Gracie are at school." Melinda explained. "Is that why it ran away?"
"No sweetie, that's not why. Of course it likes you." Piper said, trying to hide a smile as she took the kettle off and opened a packet of hot chocolate.
"Besides, you don't want to play with mice anyway, they're not very clean. They don't take baths." Piper added.
Melinda gave Piper a disbelieving, 'yeah right' look, before taking a sip of the hot chocolate Piper handed her. "Hot." She mumbled.
"That's why it's called hot chocolate." Piper said, rolling her eyes, although typically her sarcasm was lost on a three year old. Piper poured some more milk in while Phoebe and Paige looked for the mouse and Prue looked for cheese.
Prue closed the fridge and took a piece of sandwich cheese out of its wrapper. Pulling a small piece off, she walked over to where Phoebe and Paige were. They had decided to put a trap next to the fridge, and were now trying to set it without sticking to it. Prue snorted with laughter.
"Quite done yet?" She said, with an amused smirk.
"Uh." Phoebe wrenched her hand off the sticky trap. "Almost." She pulled back the lever. "Okay put the cheese there." The cheese stuck immediately. "Piper, won't this um, K-I-L-L the mouse?" She called out, spelling out kill in front of Melinda.
"No it will just. pin it there." Piper said hopefully. "The whole point of the stick is to keep it there. That little. thing there." Piper looked at the lever, which, on usual mousetraps, killed them. "Is kind of different from normal. I think it just, you know? Pins it there."
"If you insist." Phoebe replied. "But if you're wrong."
"I'm not going to be the one cleaning up mouse." Paige finished.
Piper rolled her eyes and carried Melinda into the next room, with the other three following her. Not even half an hour later there was a snap.
"Mommy I think your trap worked." Melinda announced.
"Okay, let's go check. I'll go first in case it's. messy." She shot another look at Melinda, before venturing into the kitchen. "Okay, all clear and we have ourselves a mouse." She called.
Piper, Prue, Phoebe and Melinda followed Paige into the kitchen. Just as she'd said, the mouse was squirming in its trap and emitting pitiful squeaks.
Piper pulled on a pair of rubber dishwashing gloves, before gingerly picked the trap up between her index and thumb. The mouse squealed, if possible, even louder.
"Okay so what are you going to do with it?" Asked Paige, looking at the small brown mouse while holding onto Melinda's hand. "Put it outside of course. In the B-I-N." Piper replied, and began to hurry outside, with the others following her. She opened the lid of the bin and dropped the mouse in hesitantly.
"M-O-O-O-O-O-M-M-Y!" Melinda wailed. "You can't do that to him!"
"Why not?" Piper asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"The mouse is my friend!" Melinda cried. "Mommy can't we keep it? In a cage or something?"
Prue, Phoebe and Paige all snorted with laughter. Piper glared at them, then turned to Melinda, who was trying to see into the rubbish bin, but was only half the size of it. "No sweetie we can't. It's dirty." Piper said firmly, peering into the bin herself. The mouse was squeaking pitifully, obviously aware it would meet it's death of starvation at some point.
"But mommy!" Melinda began to cry. Piper quickly scooped her up and carried her inside while Paige shut the lid of the bin and exchanged a knowing glance with their next-door neighbor, who had been watching with an amused smile.
A few hours later Piper heard the door close. She looked up from the TV to see Wyatt and Grace walking in.
"Mom, why is Melinda running loose outside?" Wyatt asked.
"Wyatt don't refer to Melinda like she's an animal. What do you mean by running loose?" Piper added.
"Well not running loose. She's jumping up and down by the rubbish bin." Grace explained, dropping her pink and red school bag on the floor, before going back outside.
Piper glanced at Wyatt. "Did she say anything strange?" Piper asked.
"She did mention something about her friend. But no magic things." Wyatt said quickly.
"I wasn't talking about magic, but good." Piper got up and hurried outside, with Wyatt at her heels.
Just as Grace had said, Melinda was jumping by the rubbish bin, which was now open. Grace was also there, looking into it, and looking rather tearful.
"Auntie Piper!" She wailed. "How could you do that to him?"
"Grace, Melinda let's go back inside." Piper said, glancing at their neighbor, who was still outside and watching while trying to hold back laughter.
*Mice Are Your Friends*
"I just had the weirdest dream." Leo commented as he walked into the living room. Piper, Phoebe, Paige and Prue were all sitting on the couch drinking coffee.
"You too?" Piper asked, and smiled at him. She was sure there was something in her dream that was true, and she was sure it was the part where he wasn't cheating on her. After all if Prue found out things from a dream, couldn't Piper found out things from hers? Such as if she had a cheating husband?
"Yeah, it was weird." Leo said, nodding. He looked up at the ceiling and groaned. "I've got to-"
"I know." Piper smiled at him and nodded. "Can we talk later? There's been some, uh, sudden revelations." Leo nodded and then orbed out. In the kitchen there was a loud crash.
"MOMMY!" Melinda was heard screaming. "Mo-o-o-o-o-m-my!"
Piper, Phoebe, Paige and Prue all got up and ran for the kitchen. "What is it?" Piper cried, running to the kitchen, where Melinda was standing at the sink.
"Mommy there's a MOUSE!" Melinda shrieked, scandalized.
"A mouse? Mellie you scared me half to death, where is this mouse?"
"It ran aw-ay!" Melinda sobbed.
Paige, Phoebe and Prue stifled laughter while Piper gathered Melinda up in her arms. Piper shot a look at Paige, Phoebe and Prue. "Could you guys set the mouse traps?"
Melinda looked at Piper, horrified. "Mommy, you can't set mouse traps! You'll hurt it!" She wailed.
"No I won't Mellie, we're using the sticky traps not the snappy traps. Now where did the mouse go?" Melinda pouted, and then sniffled, before pointing at the fridge. "Behind there."
"Come on, I'll make you some hot chocolate." Piper soothed. Melinda brightened immediately. "Okay!" Piper carried Melinda over to the stove, where she put the kettle on.
"Mommy did the mouse run away because it didn't like me? I just wanted to play with it because Wyatt and Gracie are at school." Melinda explained. "Is that why it ran away?"
"No sweetie, that's not why. Of course it likes you." Piper said, trying to hide a smile as she took the kettle off and opened a packet of hot chocolate.
"Besides, you don't want to play with mice anyway, they're not very clean. They don't take baths." Piper added.
Melinda gave Piper a disbelieving, 'yeah right' look, before taking a sip of the hot chocolate Piper handed her. "Hot." She mumbled.
"That's why it's called hot chocolate." Piper said, rolling her eyes, although typically her sarcasm was lost on a three year old. Piper poured some more milk in while Phoebe and Paige looked for the mouse and Prue looked for cheese.
Prue closed the fridge and took a piece of sandwich cheese out of its wrapper. Pulling a small piece off, she walked over to where Phoebe and Paige were. They had decided to put a trap next to the fridge, and were now trying to set it without sticking to it. Prue snorted with laughter.
"Quite done yet?" She said, with an amused smirk.
"Uh." Phoebe wrenched her hand off the sticky trap. "Almost." She pulled back the lever. "Okay put the cheese there." The cheese stuck immediately. "Piper, won't this um, K-I-L-L the mouse?" She called out, spelling out kill in front of Melinda.
"No it will just. pin it there." Piper said hopefully. "The whole point of the stick is to keep it there. That little. thing there." Piper looked at the lever, which, on usual mousetraps, killed them. "Is kind of different from normal. I think it just, you know? Pins it there."
"If you insist." Phoebe replied. "But if you're wrong."
"I'm not going to be the one cleaning up mouse." Paige finished.
Piper rolled her eyes and carried Melinda into the next room, with the other three following her. Not even half an hour later there was a snap.
"Mommy I think your trap worked." Melinda announced.
"Okay, let's go check. I'll go first in case it's. messy." She shot another look at Melinda, before venturing into the kitchen. "Okay, all clear and we have ourselves a mouse." She called.
Piper, Prue, Phoebe and Melinda followed Paige into the kitchen. Just as she'd said, the mouse was squirming in its trap and emitting pitiful squeaks.
Piper pulled on a pair of rubber dishwashing gloves, before gingerly picked the trap up between her index and thumb. The mouse squealed, if possible, even louder.
"Okay so what are you going to do with it?" Asked Paige, looking at the small brown mouse while holding onto Melinda's hand. "Put it outside of course. In the B-I-N." Piper replied, and began to hurry outside, with the others following her. She opened the lid of the bin and dropped the mouse in hesitantly.
"M-O-O-O-O-O-M-M-Y!" Melinda wailed. "You can't do that to him!"
"Why not?" Piper asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"The mouse is my friend!" Melinda cried. "Mommy can't we keep it? In a cage or something?"
Prue, Phoebe and Paige all snorted with laughter. Piper glared at them, then turned to Melinda, who was trying to see into the rubbish bin, but was only half the size of it. "No sweetie we can't. It's dirty." Piper said firmly, peering into the bin herself. The mouse was squeaking pitifully, obviously aware it would meet it's death of starvation at some point.
"But mommy!" Melinda began to cry. Piper quickly scooped her up and carried her inside while Paige shut the lid of the bin and exchanged a knowing glance with their next-door neighbor, who had been watching with an amused smile.
A few hours later Piper heard the door close. She looked up from the TV to see Wyatt and Grace walking in.
"Mom, why is Melinda running loose outside?" Wyatt asked.
"Wyatt don't refer to Melinda like she's an animal. What do you mean by running loose?" Piper added.
"Well not running loose. She's jumping up and down by the rubbish bin." Grace explained, dropping her pink and red school bag on the floor, before going back outside.
Piper glanced at Wyatt. "Did she say anything strange?" Piper asked.
"She did mention something about her friend. But no magic things." Wyatt said quickly.
"I wasn't talking about magic, but good." Piper got up and hurried outside, with Wyatt at her heels.
Just as Grace had said, Melinda was jumping by the rubbish bin, which was now open. Grace was also there, looking into it, and looking rather tearful.
"Auntie Piper!" She wailed. "How could you do that to him?"
"Grace, Melinda let's go back inside." Piper said, glancing at their neighbor, who was still outside and watching while trying to hold back laughter.