Sibling Rivalry

Disclaimer: I don't own charmed...which would be the reason why I'm poor...

Rating: G to Pg. 13

Summary: Raising two magical children who are battling it out for attention is not easy on Piper... Humor

Author's Note: You deserved a quick update. All you reviewers rock! I didn't except so many reviews. Once again, you ROCK! If I get a lot of reviews I will update again before Thursday, but if I don't you won't get a update until Monday Week cuz I'm busy from Thursday to Monday, so yeah, get reviewing if ya want another update.

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Chapter Two

"Oh My God, Piper you Have to buy this for Baby Chris" Phoebe yelled across the small Baby shop. She held up the tiny jumpsuit for Piper's inspection.

"Yeah Pheebs that would be great," Piper quickly added, "If Chris was a little girl" Phoebe shrugged and tossed the light pink jumpsuit back on the pile. Slowly she made her way over to the 'Boys' section of the shop, where Piper was heading.

They had been at the shopping center for roughly an hour. Piper had immediately went towards the diapers; Phoebe headed for the Baby clothes section, while Paige, feeling uncomfortable about being around so many pregnant women, had opted to take Wyatt to the toyshop down the road.

Piper handed Phoebe the diapers she had decided to buy and bent down to inspect the jumpsuits and some other baby supplies for boys. She knew that Baby Chris already had enough jumpsuits, she had made sure Leo went out and bought some as she didn't trust her sisters, but looking wouldn't hurt would it?

Before long, Piper and Phoebe had made a small pile of jumpsuits, soft toys and other baby supplies. A sudden squeal from Chris made the pair turn their heads towards the large pram that he had been sleeping in moments before.

Standing over the stroller was two or three heavily pregnant women and a woman who was also sporting a small baby, around Chris's age. Piper quickly stood, wondering why the women where crowding her son. Oh shit, I hope he hasn't used any powers Piper quickly thought as she grabbed the handle of the pram and looked over at her son.

Chris was staring up at the woman, who were all making funny faces at him, hoping to make him smile. As soon as the women saw the protective mother staring at them they backed off.

"You have a very cute baby," One said, while another tickled Baby Chris. "What is its name?" She continued. From what Piper could gather, the woman was around 8 months pregnant.

"His Name is Christopher" Piper answered, "He is just a week old," she added. Piper smiled down at Chris, who looked like he was about to cry from being cooed and tickled by total strangers.

"Oh really? My Quinn is just a week older than Christopher," The lady with the baby said, showing Phoebe and Piper her son. Piper stared at the baby for a few seconds, wondering if the baby had some kind of face deformity or if he was just born that way.

She looked up and smiled at the mother. "He's...cute" she lied. She turned back to Chris and the to-be mother's who had seemed to multiply in the spilt second when she had turned. She turned to Phoebe, who was still staring at the not-so-cute child. "Phoebe, we should go"

Phoebe quickly nodded in agreement, "Sorry ladies, my little nephew needs a nap...at home...away from you" Phoebe said nervously, before scooping up the pile of supplies for Chris and chasing Piper to the check-out.

"Did you see the mug on that baby? Ugh, hideous" Phoebe commented as soon as they were out of earshot. She glanced back to see the to-be mothers turn their attention to Quinn and his mother. Piper laughed in reply.

"And I thought being pregnant with everyone touching my midriff was a pain in the butt" Piper said, as she and Phoebe put the assorted baby products on the checkout desk. She listened to Phoebe comment on the name Quinn as she looked over her purchases. She and Phoebe had managed to get a few bags of diapers, they didn't expect to be going back at least not with Chris in tow, a dark blue, light blue, green, white and a red jumpsuit, and some soft toys and two light blue blankets. Chris was certainly a spoilt child.

As Piper paid the checkout chick, Paige walked through the doors, with Wyatt sitting on her hip. Piper went over to talk to Paige while Phoebe tried to stuff as many of the plastic bags into the bottom of Chris's pram.

"Hey Piper, Wyatt found this toy that he really wants, but I'm all out and Phoebe didn't bring any money" Paige wasn't dumb, she knew that even if Piper paid for the toy, she would get the praise.

"Oh sorry buddy, I spent all my money on Chris and his stuff. Maybe next time yeah?" Piper plucked Wyatt out of Paige's arms as she spoke. She sat the small child on her hips and waited for Phoebe to come out.

Once Phoebe appeared, pushing Chris's pram, the trio started to walk into the street. Piper turned when she heard a yell from behind her, the yell wasn't directed at her but she turned around all the same. To her surprise, she saw the woman from the Baby shop running after her; Quinn was now in a baby sling and bouncing around dangerously.

"Hey, Christy's mother right?" Piper opened her mouth to correct her but the woman continued. "I run a program, It's called every little Step, It's for Children from a day old to four-years, every member gets a baby sling, like this". She motioned towards Quinn and continued, "Here's my card, the address and phone number is on it, and here is your baby sling". She shoved both items into Piper's hand.

"By the way, I'm Marie English"

"Piper Halliwell" Piper shook the ladies hand. Piper was clearly confused to why the woman had already given her something for members.

"Bring this guy as well" she motioned towards Wyatt before running back into the shop, leaving Piper standing there with a dumbfounded look on her face.

She looked down at the baby sling in her hand, on the side in bright big letters it read 'Every Little Step'. "I think you were just forced into something, Pipe" Paige said, pausing before she continued. "Was it just me or was that baby's face kinda weird looking?"

Phoebe laughed and started to tell Paige the story of Quinn. "What kind of mother names her child, Quinn?" Paige asked with a look of amusement on her face. Still chatting about what had just happened, the five made their way to the car.

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Three hours later,

Piper rocked Baby Chris, humming a lullaby. The tiny infant slowly closed his eyes, falling into a deep slumber. Gently, Piper lowered the tiny bundle into the blue playpen, which she had bought for Wyatt. As his crib was still not assembled, Piper had decided to put him to sleep in the playpen, which she moved to Wyatt's room, as Paige's or Phoebe's were not exactly, baby safe.

She stood for a few minutes, making sure that the boy was in fact asleep. Once she was satisfied, she picked up her blonde-haired son who was standing behind her. She carried Wyatt out of the room and shut the door behind her.

"Promise me that you'll let Christopher sleep, okay Buddy?" She smiled at Wyatt and continued towards her bedroom, with her son still in tow.

When she arrived at her room, she saw Paige and Phoebe already in there, trying to assemble Baby Chris's crib. She laid Wyatt on her bed and joined her sisters.

Before long Piper had taken charge. She had snatched the instructions out of Phoebe's hand and started to give orders to her younger sibling's. Wyatt, who had managed to sit up on the bed, watched in amusement as his mother and auntie's fought over what pieces went where.

"Paige, it goes HERE not there! Why won't you listen to me?" Over the past of the past half and hour, Piper's voice had slowly gotten louder and louder with every word she spoke.

"No it doesn't! Look at the instructions" was Paige's impatient reply.

"I am!"

"You have them upside down!"

"Do not!"

"DO TOO"

Wyatt watched as Phoebe, taking on her role as middle child, jumped into the argument, hoping to stop it before anything was blown up or orbed away. He started to realize that no one seemed to notice what he was doing. Taking the opportunity with open arms, Wyatt orbed out. He reappeared moments later next to Chris in the playpen.

The sudden appearance from his older brother woke Christopher from his slumber. Instead of breaking out in a cry of tears, he stared at the blonde- haired intruder that sat across from him, with interest and amusement.

Wyatt knew that actions spoke much much louder than words, he also knew that he couldn't speak the words he wished to say. Instead, he stared back at the dark-haired infant. Without making a sound, he blinked his eyes.

Chris looked down at his body as the blanket that covered him was swallowed in white and blue orbs. He looked back up in time to see the blanket reform next to Wyatt.

Chris wasn't stupid; besides what the scary lady, also known as Aunt Phoebe, clearly thought when she would pull faces and coo at him. He understood his older brother's message loud and clear. Wyatt was saying that he was the boss of the house, and that if Chris cared about his well being, he shouldn't mess with him.

However there was one gene that he definitely inherited from his mother, the competitive gene, a gene, which Wyatt had also inherited. Chris's gaze slowly moved from the blanket towards Wyatt's frame. He stared up at his brother for what seemed like years, when in fact it was around five minutes.

Chris gurgled at Wyatt moments before he disappeared in a swirl of blue and white lights, leaving Wyatt sitting alone with a look of hatred plastered on his face.

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