A/N Ok, this is kind of pointless, the only reason I'm writing this is
because I got a lot of reviews (for the chapter of what was supposed to be
a one-shot) that said I should continue this. Well I don't have a plot, or
anything that even resembles a plot, but I decided to squeeze something out
anything. Just to get a bigger glimpse of what Chris's world is like now
(outside of his bedroom). So here it goes!
P.S Thank you sooooooooo much to everyone who reviewed! This is the most I've EVER gotten for 1 chapter, actually this is pretty much the most I've ever gotten for an entire story! So thanks so much and I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the last one!
Disclaimer I dont own Chris, or anyone else in Charmed, I just own the story written below!
It had taken a few minutes for Chris to decide whether he really did want to get out of bed. What if things weren't all right? What if Leo and Piper were down there waiting for him to tell him someone had died or there was another huge and powerful demon out to get them? What if there was still another great evil in the world?
Well, of course there's still evil in the world. We can't get rid of all the demons, Chris thought, trying to reassure himself. But no matter how hard he tried to reason, he just couldn't imagine the world being perfect. Not yet.
Chris stumbled down the stairs, scratching his bare stomach, having given Bianca his shirt since she had apparently misplaced her own clothes the night before. As he made his way downstairs, Chris looked around, trying to find even the smallest clue that things were different than they had been 22 years before. However, all he could come up with were the numerous picture frames hanging on the wall, showing pictures of himself, Wyatt, his parents, aunts, and the rest of the family.
It's a dream, it must be a dream, he thought, ignoring the fact that his toe still hurt from hitting it on the banister.
When he reached the first floor landing, Chris turned towards the kitchen, his mind still trying to figure it all out.
When he entered the kitchen, he was almost knocked over by Paige as she ran out the door, her black magic school robes flying behind her.
"Oh! Hi Chris! Sorry Chris! Bye Chris!" she managed to blurt out before taking off again, leaving Chris more than a little baffled. At least one thing was still the same: Paige was still late for everything.
"Chris, there you are," someone called from behind the open fridge door. Piper emerged from behind it holding what seemed like at least a dozen sandwiches and about 15 cans of Coke.
"Hey honey, would you mind giving me a hand here and why are you not dressed yet? We're running late already," Piper said as she handed Chris half of her load.
"Um, running late for what?" Chris asked tentatively, now more confused than before.
"Chris, don't tell me you forgot! How could you forget, the twins have been talking about it all month!" Piper said. "Talking, and talking, and talking, and talking...," she repeated as she started stacking the sandwiches and drinks in the large cooler bag that lay open on the counter.
Twins. Okay, she said twins, Chris thought. So what did I miss? Yes, he remembered Phoebe having twins, but the both of them had been killed by the same demon that had killed Piper when they were still young. But since Piper obviously wasn't dead, then the twins were...
"Chris!" two voices cried out in unison. Soon after that, Chris felt something grab hold of both of his legs, nearly sending him crashing down on the kitchen floor. He twisted himself around, trying to see what had caused the near-incident and spotted two brown-haired children, both grabbing on for dear life to one of his legs.
"Leena, Eric, come on, both of you, get off him, he needs to get ready," Piper said, pulling the twins off of Chris.
"What?" the little girl shouted with exaggerated frustration. "He's not ready?"
"Come ON, we're gonna be late now because of you," the boy said, pouting.
"Quick quick quick quick quick, you have to get ready!" Leena said. She got behind him again and started pushing him back out of the kitchen. Eric joined in and Chris found himself being pushed out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.
Right when he was about to be pushed into his bedroom, the door opened and Bianca came out, dressed in Chris's shirt. Leena stopped pushing and starred wide eyed at Bianca, who stood in the doorframe, looking guiltily down at the two little cousins.
"So THAT's why you're late?" Leena asked, once again exaggerating the gravity of the situation.
Chris, who until now had just been drifting along, still not completely comprehending what was happening here, jumped back to his senses, not wanting to make a bad impression on his younger cousins.
"Of course not. Actually, she came over here to help me get ready," Chris blabbered out, trying to come up with an excuse.
Leena crossed her arms and looked up disbelievingly at her older cousin. "Sure. Whatever, just go get ready, we're gonna be late!" Then Leena and Eric both got back to pushing Chris into his room.
When they finally let him walk on his own, Chris turned around, starting to get a little frustrated.
"Ok, where are we going that's so important anyway?" he asked, trying to sound as calm as possible. Which turned out to be a big flop, since he was anything but calm right now.
Leena balled her tiny hands into fist and half-growled, half-whined "Mom!" and she ran out of the room while Eric crossed his arms and glowered at Chris.
Less than a minute later, Leena walked back in, dragging Phoebe behind her.
"See? He's not ready!" Leena screamed, pointing an accusing finger at Chris.
Phoebe looked sternly at Chris. "Come on Chris, aren't you suppose to be the responsible one in this house? Now go on, get ready, we're leaving in 5 minutes, so you better be dressed and set to go."
Phoebe grabbed a shirt from the floor and threw it at Chris. "And Leena, chill out a bit, honey, he'll be ready in time, or he'll have to deal with me, ok? Now come on, let's go help your aunt Piper in the kitchen. Eric, you too, sweetie, come on." And with a last demanding look in Chris's direction, Phoebe left the room, holding her two little twins by the hand.
"But where are we going?" Chris muttered, helplessly standing in the middle of the room.
"The magic fair," Bianca said as she walked back into the room, now dressed in her own clothes. She threw Chris's shirt back at him. "They've all been waiting to go for 2 months now, remember. They're right, too, this year is gonna be pretty cool. I hear they even have a Krayak demon there this year."
Chris looked positively incredulous as he pulled on a shirt.
He mad his way downstairs, where he was met by a "Finally!" from Leena and a few other people, including Wyatt and Leo.
"Ok, come one now, let's go, or we'll be late! Go, go, go, go, go!" Leo said, pushing everyone out the front door. Chris hung behind a little, watching everyone file out of the house.
"Chris? Are you coming?" Leo asked, holding the door open.
Chris smiled. "Yeah, Dad. I'm coming."
He let Leo go out first and he followed. With one last look inside the house, he shut the door behind him, smiling.
A/N Ok, here it is! Hope you enjoyed! Now I need your help though! Let me know if you'd like to either: 1) keep going with random little clips as Chris 'rediscovers' his life; 2)keep going but come up with a plot that actually makes sense and isn't just random stuff; or 3) stop and leave it where it is! The future of this story depends on you! Hehe....oh, and also, me and my friend are having sort of a disagreement on the definition of a Mary Sue, so if someone would like to give me the real one, it would be very appreciated! THANKS!!!!!!!
P.S Thank you sooooooooo much to everyone who reviewed! This is the most I've EVER gotten for 1 chapter, actually this is pretty much the most I've ever gotten for an entire story! So thanks so much and I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the last one!
Disclaimer I dont own Chris, or anyone else in Charmed, I just own the story written below!
It had taken a few minutes for Chris to decide whether he really did want to get out of bed. What if things weren't all right? What if Leo and Piper were down there waiting for him to tell him someone had died or there was another huge and powerful demon out to get them? What if there was still another great evil in the world?
Well, of course there's still evil in the world. We can't get rid of all the demons, Chris thought, trying to reassure himself. But no matter how hard he tried to reason, he just couldn't imagine the world being perfect. Not yet.
Chris stumbled down the stairs, scratching his bare stomach, having given Bianca his shirt since she had apparently misplaced her own clothes the night before. As he made his way downstairs, Chris looked around, trying to find even the smallest clue that things were different than they had been 22 years before. However, all he could come up with were the numerous picture frames hanging on the wall, showing pictures of himself, Wyatt, his parents, aunts, and the rest of the family.
It's a dream, it must be a dream, he thought, ignoring the fact that his toe still hurt from hitting it on the banister.
When he reached the first floor landing, Chris turned towards the kitchen, his mind still trying to figure it all out.
When he entered the kitchen, he was almost knocked over by Paige as she ran out the door, her black magic school robes flying behind her.
"Oh! Hi Chris! Sorry Chris! Bye Chris!" she managed to blurt out before taking off again, leaving Chris more than a little baffled. At least one thing was still the same: Paige was still late for everything.
"Chris, there you are," someone called from behind the open fridge door. Piper emerged from behind it holding what seemed like at least a dozen sandwiches and about 15 cans of Coke.
"Hey honey, would you mind giving me a hand here and why are you not dressed yet? We're running late already," Piper said as she handed Chris half of her load.
"Um, running late for what?" Chris asked tentatively, now more confused than before.
"Chris, don't tell me you forgot! How could you forget, the twins have been talking about it all month!" Piper said. "Talking, and talking, and talking, and talking...," she repeated as she started stacking the sandwiches and drinks in the large cooler bag that lay open on the counter.
Twins. Okay, she said twins, Chris thought. So what did I miss? Yes, he remembered Phoebe having twins, but the both of them had been killed by the same demon that had killed Piper when they were still young. But since Piper obviously wasn't dead, then the twins were...
"Chris!" two voices cried out in unison. Soon after that, Chris felt something grab hold of both of his legs, nearly sending him crashing down on the kitchen floor. He twisted himself around, trying to see what had caused the near-incident and spotted two brown-haired children, both grabbing on for dear life to one of his legs.
"Leena, Eric, come on, both of you, get off him, he needs to get ready," Piper said, pulling the twins off of Chris.
"What?" the little girl shouted with exaggerated frustration. "He's not ready?"
"Come ON, we're gonna be late now because of you," the boy said, pouting.
"Quick quick quick quick quick, you have to get ready!" Leena said. She got behind him again and started pushing him back out of the kitchen. Eric joined in and Chris found himself being pushed out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.
Right when he was about to be pushed into his bedroom, the door opened and Bianca came out, dressed in Chris's shirt. Leena stopped pushing and starred wide eyed at Bianca, who stood in the doorframe, looking guiltily down at the two little cousins.
"So THAT's why you're late?" Leena asked, once again exaggerating the gravity of the situation.
Chris, who until now had just been drifting along, still not completely comprehending what was happening here, jumped back to his senses, not wanting to make a bad impression on his younger cousins.
"Of course not. Actually, she came over here to help me get ready," Chris blabbered out, trying to come up with an excuse.
Leena crossed her arms and looked up disbelievingly at her older cousin. "Sure. Whatever, just go get ready, we're gonna be late!" Then Leena and Eric both got back to pushing Chris into his room.
When they finally let him walk on his own, Chris turned around, starting to get a little frustrated.
"Ok, where are we going that's so important anyway?" he asked, trying to sound as calm as possible. Which turned out to be a big flop, since he was anything but calm right now.
Leena balled her tiny hands into fist and half-growled, half-whined "Mom!" and she ran out of the room while Eric crossed his arms and glowered at Chris.
Less than a minute later, Leena walked back in, dragging Phoebe behind her.
"See? He's not ready!" Leena screamed, pointing an accusing finger at Chris.
Phoebe looked sternly at Chris. "Come on Chris, aren't you suppose to be the responsible one in this house? Now go on, get ready, we're leaving in 5 minutes, so you better be dressed and set to go."
Phoebe grabbed a shirt from the floor and threw it at Chris. "And Leena, chill out a bit, honey, he'll be ready in time, or he'll have to deal with me, ok? Now come on, let's go help your aunt Piper in the kitchen. Eric, you too, sweetie, come on." And with a last demanding look in Chris's direction, Phoebe left the room, holding her two little twins by the hand.
"But where are we going?" Chris muttered, helplessly standing in the middle of the room.
"The magic fair," Bianca said as she walked back into the room, now dressed in her own clothes. She threw Chris's shirt back at him. "They've all been waiting to go for 2 months now, remember. They're right, too, this year is gonna be pretty cool. I hear they even have a Krayak demon there this year."
Chris looked positively incredulous as he pulled on a shirt.
He mad his way downstairs, where he was met by a "Finally!" from Leena and a few other people, including Wyatt and Leo.
"Ok, come one now, let's go, or we'll be late! Go, go, go, go, go!" Leo said, pushing everyone out the front door. Chris hung behind a little, watching everyone file out of the house.
"Chris? Are you coming?" Leo asked, holding the door open.
Chris smiled. "Yeah, Dad. I'm coming."
He let Leo go out first and he followed. With one last look inside the house, he shut the door behind him, smiling.
A/N Ok, here it is! Hope you enjoyed! Now I need your help though! Let me know if you'd like to either: 1) keep going with random little clips as Chris 'rediscovers' his life; 2)keep going but come up with a plot that actually makes sense and isn't just random stuff; or 3) stop and leave it where it is! The future of this story depends on you! Hehe....oh, and also, me and my friend are having sort of a disagreement on the definition of a Mary Sue, so if someone would like to give me the real one, it would be very appreciated! THANKS!!!!!!!