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*Quarantine*
'What?' Piper called back, running downstairs. 'What's the matter?' Melinda stood at the foot of the stairs, eyes wide, pale and rather sweaty looking.
'Mommy there's SPOTS on me! I think Grace or Wyatt are playing tricks on me!' Melinda said crossly, as she showed Piper the spots on her stomach. Piper groaned.
'No sweetie, that's no trick. That's chicken pox, and Wyatt has it too. Come upstairs with me, okay?'
Melinda nodded and followed Piper upstairs. 'Leo, Melinda's got it too.' Piper said, groaning. Leo frowned, though he looked slightly amused.
'We'll have to keep Grace away from them. And Serena. ESPECIALLY Serena - the chicken pox can kill babies.' He said, lowering his voice as he glanced at Melinda, who was staring up at them innocently.
'Guess what Mellie?' Piper asked brightly. 'We're going to play a game!'
'Ooh what game?' Melinda asked, excited.
'It's called the "Who Can Stay In Bed Longer Without Scratching" game. Also known as the Chicken Pox game. Wyatt's already playing it.' Piper explained, as she led Melinda to her room (which was sandwiched in between Piper and Leo's, and Wyatt's).
'Oh.' Melinda said, as they went into her room. They had recently painted it purple, and they'd done the same to Grace's. 'How do you play?'
'Well you get the walkie talkies Grandpa got you for Christmas.' Piper explained, nudging Leo, who orbed out. 'And you put it on your bedside. And you turn it on, and then you and Wyatt can talk to each other, but you have to stay in bed. See if you get out of bed, then you loose. And if you scratch, you loose. And if he gets out or scratches, he looses too.' Piper explained, after a bout of inspiration. 'So let's get you into your Pyjamas,' Piper helped Melinda change into her duck Pyjamas.
'Okay. It sounds a little funny though.' Melinda said, climbing into bed. Leo came back with a walkie-talkie - there were four, all kept in Wyatt's room.
'I'll put this here.' Leo said, turning it on and putting it on the bedside. 'I just got Wyatt into his bed too, so you're all ready to start. So remember - no scratching!'
Melinda nodded, and settled in. 'Now Melinda, can I get you anything?' Piper asked. Leo also set down a bell on Melinda's bedside.
'Can I please have juice in a sippy cup?' Melinda asked, after a moment's consideration.
'Sure. But don't leave the room okay? And if Grace comes in, tell her to go out right away.'
Piper made her way downstairs, where she encountered Grace going up with Phoebe. 'Hi Aunt Piper, where's Melinda and Wyatt?' Grace asked.
'Upstairs in their rooms. You can't see them - they have the chicken pox.' Piper explained. 'So it's basically quarantine right now.'
Phoebe winced. 'No. You can't be serious.'
Piper nodded. 'Uh huh, why?'
'Because Gracie over here has spots on her stomach.' Phoebe groaned. 'Good grief!'
Piper giggled, then went downstairs.
*Quarantine*
'What?' Piper called back, running downstairs. 'What's the matter?' Melinda stood at the foot of the stairs, eyes wide, pale and rather sweaty looking.
'Mommy there's SPOTS on me! I think Grace or Wyatt are playing tricks on me!' Melinda said crossly, as she showed Piper the spots on her stomach. Piper groaned.
'No sweetie, that's no trick. That's chicken pox, and Wyatt has it too. Come upstairs with me, okay?'
Melinda nodded and followed Piper upstairs. 'Leo, Melinda's got it too.' Piper said, groaning. Leo frowned, though he looked slightly amused.
'We'll have to keep Grace away from them. And Serena. ESPECIALLY Serena - the chicken pox can kill babies.' He said, lowering his voice as he glanced at Melinda, who was staring up at them innocently.
'Guess what Mellie?' Piper asked brightly. 'We're going to play a game!'
'Ooh what game?' Melinda asked, excited.
'It's called the "Who Can Stay In Bed Longer Without Scratching" game. Also known as the Chicken Pox game. Wyatt's already playing it.' Piper explained, as she led Melinda to her room (which was sandwiched in between Piper and Leo's, and Wyatt's).
'Oh.' Melinda said, as they went into her room. They had recently painted it purple, and they'd done the same to Grace's. 'How do you play?'
'Well you get the walkie talkies Grandpa got you for Christmas.' Piper explained, nudging Leo, who orbed out. 'And you put it on your bedside. And you turn it on, and then you and Wyatt can talk to each other, but you have to stay in bed. See if you get out of bed, then you loose. And if you scratch, you loose. And if he gets out or scratches, he looses too.' Piper explained, after a bout of inspiration. 'So let's get you into your Pyjamas,' Piper helped Melinda change into her duck Pyjamas.
'Okay. It sounds a little funny though.' Melinda said, climbing into bed. Leo came back with a walkie-talkie - there were four, all kept in Wyatt's room.
'I'll put this here.' Leo said, turning it on and putting it on the bedside. 'I just got Wyatt into his bed too, so you're all ready to start. So remember - no scratching!'
Melinda nodded, and settled in. 'Now Melinda, can I get you anything?' Piper asked. Leo also set down a bell on Melinda's bedside.
'Can I please have juice in a sippy cup?' Melinda asked, after a moment's consideration.
'Sure. But don't leave the room okay? And if Grace comes in, tell her to go out right away.'
Piper made her way downstairs, where she encountered Grace going up with Phoebe. 'Hi Aunt Piper, where's Melinda and Wyatt?' Grace asked.
'Upstairs in their rooms. You can't see them - they have the chicken pox.' Piper explained. 'So it's basically quarantine right now.'
Phoebe winced. 'No. You can't be serious.'
Piper nodded. 'Uh huh, why?'
'Because Gracie over here has spots on her stomach.' Phoebe groaned. 'Good grief!'
Piper giggled, then went downstairs.