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"Hey!" called another voice from behind them. An older blonde boy walked in. "Brian, I gotta take the munchkins home for an, um, dentist's appointment...yeah. You guys! Out, now!"
"Yes!" said Colin and Bianca gratefully. The high-fived and jumped out, happy since they didn't like to swim as much as the others.
"But—" Prue complained. "We just got in...why should we listen to you, scuz—I mean, cuz?"
Wyatt gave her a stern look and she reluctantly climbed out, "accidentally" splashing him. She stuck out her tongue, then laughed as Wyatt ruffled her hair affectionately.
"Don't be fooled," Brian warned. "That kid's evil. By the way, 'dentist's appointment' usually means 'demon attack,' in their language—you made it up, Phoebe."
"Chris! Mel! I know you two can hear me in there...I know where you two live..." Wyatt threatened teasingly with a fist in the air. "Don't spray me, though. Save it for Brian, he likes it."
Brian scoffed. "Yeah, sure...I love coming home soaking wet everyday...dude, what do you expect me to do for another hour until the ten and unders come? Coach invisible swimmers?"
Wyatt shrugged. "You could get a decent tan." He turned his attention back his brother and cousin. "Last warning, you two, or I'll call mom—"
"Coming, Wy—patience is a virtue," Chris laughed, finally getting out. Mel followed at his heels, headed for the locker rooms.
"We need to be home in fifteen minutes, so hurry up in there and get changed," Wyatt commanded.
There was a series of groans as they all grabbed their swim bags and separated.
"This is so creepy, seeing Wyatt bigger and everything," said Piper. "He looks kinda like Leo, just like Chris looks kinda like me."
"Yeah, but it's kind of freakish. Think about it—at least you know who their father is. We still haven't found that out...Brian? Got any info on our husbands?" Phoebe asked sweetly.
"Uh, no...you'll have to figure that out for yourselves. We'll be there soon, we'll follow them home."
"Why are we calling our kids for a vanquishing?" Paige asked skeptically, staring at Wyatt as he paced in the parking lot. "I mean, that does seem a little...I dunno...dangerous? They're just little kids..."
"Don't be fooled by their size. Unlike you all, their powers weren't bound, so they've had well over a decade to develop them. They're all pretty powerful—"
"What are their powers?" Phoebe wondered.
"Well, Wyatt's got orbing, his shield, telekinesis, sensing, and a cross between Piper's and Leo's energy balls," Brian began.
"Whoa..." said Piper.
"Wy, get offa my board!" Chris laughed, emerging from the locker room and chasing after Wyatt as he rode wove through the parked cars on a skateboard. "I'll take your bike, I mean it!"
Wyatt grinned mischievously and kicked the board backwards so it hit Chris hard in the leg. "Woops, sorry—it was an 'accident.'"
"Ow..." Chris rubbed his shin then picked up his skateboard. "Freak..."
"Loser," Wyatt laughed.
"Idiot," Chris said back, grinning.
"Moron—"
"Boys, boys, boys," sighed Mel in mock impatience. "Play nice."
"Aw, alright..." Chris groaned sarcastically. "Whatever you say..."
Brian cleared his throat. "Anyways, Mel can orb, astral project, and sense. She's too young to have developed all of her powers yet. Colin can orb, use his shield, and throw fireballs. Speak of the devil, here he comes...don't worry, they can't see or hear me, either. I just made myself invisible."
"Mel, tie up!" Colin called. The twins both tied the laces on their identical black skates with blue stripes and strapped on their blue helmets. Chris helped them fasten them and made sure that Bianca, Wyatt, and Prue had put on helmets too.
Bianca and Prue rode scooters, Prue wearing a pink helmet and Bianca wearing purple; Mel and Colin used skates; Chris used a skateboard with a red helmet; and Wyatt rode a bike with a blue helmet. They all rode away on Wyatt's signal, leaving the sisters and Brian behind.
"Prue can't orb, but she can levitate, turn invisible, and use empathy to a limited degree—that power's still growing. Bianca can summon, shimmer, and...well, I honestly don't know, since the elders don't track her like they do the others. And finally, Chris can orb, sense, use telekinesis, and freeze. But there's a pretty popular rumor Up There that Chris is in for a few more powers soon..."
"He can FREEZE?" Piper demanded. "You mean there's MORE that he didn't tell us? Oh my god...why doesn't he tell us anything anymore?"
"Dude, I hate to break up the little moment of shock, but are we gonna follow them or not?"
Brian blushed. "Oh yeah, right—take my hands, we'll go forward in time about three minutes."
ZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIPPPPP!
"We're home!" Bianca called loudly as all six kids bustled in through the door after putting away their wheels and gear.
"What demon are we vanquishing now?" Colin bellowed. "Mom, Dad, Uncle Jason, Uncle Richard, Aunt Phoebe, Aunt Piper!! Where are you?"
"No WAY..." Paige croaked. "Richard? But I thought...I mean, really...he was all strange..." She shrugged. "Cool."
"Jason!" Phoebe was squeaking. "Jason's MINE! Jason, Jason, Jason...Oh, I knew he'd always come back to me..."
"But...what about Leo?" Piper whispered. She looked up at Brian. "Why didn't he call Leo?"
"Cool your jets, kiddo," said Jason, coming down the stairs. He smiled at his daughter Prue. "I'm not sure about the whole demon-thingy. I'm mortal, remember? Anyways, I'm sure that they're handling—"
BAM!!!
"We're okay," Richard called from upstairs after a moment of silence. He came running down the stairs. "You guys just missed him...YUCK..." He was dripping from head to toe in green, oozing slime. "This is so gross, Paige—you three owe me big."
"Aw, quit whining," future Paige teased. Her black hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that tickled her shoulders. "He 'protected' us from the slime," she explained, rolling her eyes. She turned to him and pecked his cheek. "Thanks, honey, for saving my outfit."
"Aw, aren't you two so sweet," future Piper joked. Her hair was in a low, messy bun that bounced as she was coming down the stairs. She ruffled Wyatt's hair and gave Chris a smile, then headed into the kitchen. "I'm gonna make some dinner, alright?"
Future Phoebe tumbled down the stairs noisily. "Gee, thanks for waiting!" She complained, jumping into Jason's arms and kissing him passionately.
"EW, GET A ROOM!" all three boys complained while the girls giggled.
Future Phoebe rolled her eyes. "You guys go do your homework while Piper makes dinner, alright? The front hall isn't big enough for all of us."
Jingle, jingle.
Eleven heads turned and looked up at the ceiling.
Jingle, jingle.
"What was that?" said future Piper, rushing in. "The elders...would Leo...?" she trailed off. "Nah..."
Jingle, jingle.
"They aren't calling any of us," Chris noted, expression twisted in confusion and curiosity. "Who else would they call?"
Brian gasped. "They're calling...me? Oh, dammit—look, you guys just, uh, have fun. I'll be back as soon as I can, I swear...but BE CAREFUL. Whitelighter senses and all that stuff—erk, there's some disturbance in the atmosphere—"
JINGLE, JINGLE.
"I'm COMING!"
The children all shrugged and dispersed, except for Chris, who lingered by the door. He stared apprehensively at the spot where Brian had just stood. "Could he be...?" He shook his head. "I must be...seeing things."
"Oops," Phoebe whispered. "I hope that didn't change the timeline."
Piper couldn't help but stare at Chris. Why didn't she see it before? Her worry-wart nature, always protecting the little ones down to adjusting helmet straps, her stubborn attitude, her get-up-and-go outlook on life...all of it was a part of him. Except for his eyes—he had Leo's eyes.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm gonna go check out my super twins," Paige said happily, jumping up. "Are you coming? C'mon, let's go!"
A/N: Alright, there's not really a plot yet, but I swear that it gets intense soon...maybe in the next chappie, or the one after that...don't sue me! mwahahaha!
"Hey!" called another voice from behind them. An older blonde boy walked in. "Brian, I gotta take the munchkins home for an, um, dentist's appointment...yeah. You guys! Out, now!"
"Yes!" said Colin and Bianca gratefully. The high-fived and jumped out, happy since they didn't like to swim as much as the others.
"But—" Prue complained. "We just got in...why should we listen to you, scuz—I mean, cuz?"
Wyatt gave her a stern look and she reluctantly climbed out, "accidentally" splashing him. She stuck out her tongue, then laughed as Wyatt ruffled her hair affectionately.
"Don't be fooled," Brian warned. "That kid's evil. By the way, 'dentist's appointment' usually means 'demon attack,' in their language—you made it up, Phoebe."
"Chris! Mel! I know you two can hear me in there...I know where you two live..." Wyatt threatened teasingly with a fist in the air. "Don't spray me, though. Save it for Brian, he likes it."
Brian scoffed. "Yeah, sure...I love coming home soaking wet everyday...dude, what do you expect me to do for another hour until the ten and unders come? Coach invisible swimmers?"
Wyatt shrugged. "You could get a decent tan." He turned his attention back his brother and cousin. "Last warning, you two, or I'll call mom—"
"Coming, Wy—patience is a virtue," Chris laughed, finally getting out. Mel followed at his heels, headed for the locker rooms.
"We need to be home in fifteen minutes, so hurry up in there and get changed," Wyatt commanded.
There was a series of groans as they all grabbed their swim bags and separated.
"This is so creepy, seeing Wyatt bigger and everything," said Piper. "He looks kinda like Leo, just like Chris looks kinda like me."
"Yeah, but it's kind of freakish. Think about it—at least you know who their father is. We still haven't found that out...Brian? Got any info on our husbands?" Phoebe asked sweetly.
"Uh, no...you'll have to figure that out for yourselves. We'll be there soon, we'll follow them home."
"Why are we calling our kids for a vanquishing?" Paige asked skeptically, staring at Wyatt as he paced in the parking lot. "I mean, that does seem a little...I dunno...dangerous? They're just little kids..."
"Don't be fooled by their size. Unlike you all, their powers weren't bound, so they've had well over a decade to develop them. They're all pretty powerful—"
"What are their powers?" Phoebe wondered.
"Well, Wyatt's got orbing, his shield, telekinesis, sensing, and a cross between Piper's and Leo's energy balls," Brian began.
"Whoa..." said Piper.
"Wy, get offa my board!" Chris laughed, emerging from the locker room and chasing after Wyatt as he rode wove through the parked cars on a skateboard. "I'll take your bike, I mean it!"
Wyatt grinned mischievously and kicked the board backwards so it hit Chris hard in the leg. "Woops, sorry—it was an 'accident.'"
"Ow..." Chris rubbed his shin then picked up his skateboard. "Freak..."
"Loser," Wyatt laughed.
"Idiot," Chris said back, grinning.
"Moron—"
"Boys, boys, boys," sighed Mel in mock impatience. "Play nice."
"Aw, alright..." Chris groaned sarcastically. "Whatever you say..."
Brian cleared his throat. "Anyways, Mel can orb, astral project, and sense. She's too young to have developed all of her powers yet. Colin can orb, use his shield, and throw fireballs. Speak of the devil, here he comes...don't worry, they can't see or hear me, either. I just made myself invisible."
"Mel, tie up!" Colin called. The twins both tied the laces on their identical black skates with blue stripes and strapped on their blue helmets. Chris helped them fasten them and made sure that Bianca, Wyatt, and Prue had put on helmets too.
Bianca and Prue rode scooters, Prue wearing a pink helmet and Bianca wearing purple; Mel and Colin used skates; Chris used a skateboard with a red helmet; and Wyatt rode a bike with a blue helmet. They all rode away on Wyatt's signal, leaving the sisters and Brian behind.
"Prue can't orb, but she can levitate, turn invisible, and use empathy to a limited degree—that power's still growing. Bianca can summon, shimmer, and...well, I honestly don't know, since the elders don't track her like they do the others. And finally, Chris can orb, sense, use telekinesis, and freeze. But there's a pretty popular rumor Up There that Chris is in for a few more powers soon..."
"He can FREEZE?" Piper demanded. "You mean there's MORE that he didn't tell us? Oh my god...why doesn't he tell us anything anymore?"
"Dude, I hate to break up the little moment of shock, but are we gonna follow them or not?"
Brian blushed. "Oh yeah, right—take my hands, we'll go forward in time about three minutes."
ZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIPPPPP!
"We're home!" Bianca called loudly as all six kids bustled in through the door after putting away their wheels and gear.
"What demon are we vanquishing now?" Colin bellowed. "Mom, Dad, Uncle Jason, Uncle Richard, Aunt Phoebe, Aunt Piper!! Where are you?"
"No WAY..." Paige croaked. "Richard? But I thought...I mean, really...he was all strange..." She shrugged. "Cool."
"Jason!" Phoebe was squeaking. "Jason's MINE! Jason, Jason, Jason...Oh, I knew he'd always come back to me..."
"But...what about Leo?" Piper whispered. She looked up at Brian. "Why didn't he call Leo?"
"Cool your jets, kiddo," said Jason, coming down the stairs. He smiled at his daughter Prue. "I'm not sure about the whole demon-thingy. I'm mortal, remember? Anyways, I'm sure that they're handling—"
BAM!!!
"We're okay," Richard called from upstairs after a moment of silence. He came running down the stairs. "You guys just missed him...YUCK..." He was dripping from head to toe in green, oozing slime. "This is so gross, Paige—you three owe me big."
"Aw, quit whining," future Paige teased. Her black hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that tickled her shoulders. "He 'protected' us from the slime," she explained, rolling her eyes. She turned to him and pecked his cheek. "Thanks, honey, for saving my outfit."
"Aw, aren't you two so sweet," future Piper joked. Her hair was in a low, messy bun that bounced as she was coming down the stairs. She ruffled Wyatt's hair and gave Chris a smile, then headed into the kitchen. "I'm gonna make some dinner, alright?"
Future Phoebe tumbled down the stairs noisily. "Gee, thanks for waiting!" She complained, jumping into Jason's arms and kissing him passionately.
"EW, GET A ROOM!" all three boys complained while the girls giggled.
Future Phoebe rolled her eyes. "You guys go do your homework while Piper makes dinner, alright? The front hall isn't big enough for all of us."
Jingle, jingle.
Eleven heads turned and looked up at the ceiling.
Jingle, jingle.
"What was that?" said future Piper, rushing in. "The elders...would Leo...?" she trailed off. "Nah..."
Jingle, jingle.
"They aren't calling any of us," Chris noted, expression twisted in confusion and curiosity. "Who else would they call?"
Brian gasped. "They're calling...me? Oh, dammit—look, you guys just, uh, have fun. I'll be back as soon as I can, I swear...but BE CAREFUL. Whitelighter senses and all that stuff—erk, there's some disturbance in the atmosphere—"
JINGLE, JINGLE.
"I'm COMING!"
The children all shrugged and dispersed, except for Chris, who lingered by the door. He stared apprehensively at the spot where Brian had just stood. "Could he be...?" He shook his head. "I must be...seeing things."
"Oops," Phoebe whispered. "I hope that didn't change the timeline."
Piper couldn't help but stare at Chris. Why didn't she see it before? Her worry-wart nature, always protecting the little ones down to adjusting helmet straps, her stubborn attitude, her get-up-and-go outlook on life...all of it was a part of him. Except for his eyes—he had Leo's eyes.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm gonna go check out my super twins," Paige said happily, jumping up. "Are you coming? C'mon, let's go!"
A/N: Alright, there's not really a plot yet, but I swear that it gets intense soon...maybe in the next chappie, or the one after that...don't sue me! mwahahaha!