1"Frozen In Time"
Disclaimer: See Chapter One
Chapter Nineteen: As Normal as Allowed
Another month has passed and not much had happened in terms of the hunt. No one was arrested, no one was killed, and no one was burned. But despite this, the hunt still waged.
Pru was getting the hang of her new power. At first, she could only orb in place, mainly when she was scared. However, she was now able to orb like a full whitelighter. And she couldn't be happier. She and Cole had gotten really close, she considered him, her best friend. But, Sander tended to think, she liked him.
Greg got accepted to several major universities, but decided to attend the local college with Pru. Sander, too, got into some universities, but decided he would run the club instead of go to college. Unlike his Mother and Aunts, at times, they always put their Wiccan duties first, then their social lives. Never, did one of them complain of wanting a normal life. Wicca was normal...for them.
"Ugh, this is the third pair of jeans I have to throw out because of vanquishes this week!" yelled Sander as a demon, who attacked in their living room exploded and sprayed him with its blood.
"What is with all these attacks! Is there a convention in town and we missed it?" asked Greg as he pulled what looked like an ear off the television screen.
"There must be, and our house is falling apart! Don't they learn, the Charmed Ones live here! Look at this! The clock is smashed again! We can't keep fixing it." said Pru as she fixed the alignment of the couch.
"I'll call the repairman." said Greg as he went into the kitchen to call.
"I'm thinking we keep him in business." laughed Sander as he ran upstairs to change.
Pru just laughed and headed into the kitchen.
"Yeah, thank you so much again." breathed Greg into the phone as he hung up.
"Yeah, he can do it. For $650." said Greg, as he placed the phone book back under the counter.
"Where are we going to get that much?" asked Pru as she opened the fridge to get a bottled water.
"I don't know. Electronic Boutique fired me for taking so much "sick" days." replied Greg.
"I'm broke. I'm paying for college, here. Dad and Mike make no money."
"Maybe Sander can lend it to us, you know from the club?" suggested Greg, as Sander came into the kitchen in his pajamas.
"What about the club?" he asked as he took a seat on the island.
"Can you lend us the money to fix the clock?" asked Pru with her puppy eyes.
"No. The club is low on money at the moment." said Sander, "Do we even need the clock?"
"Yes! Its been in this house since the 1920s." said Greg reminding Sander of a little history.
"Okay. Well its been blown up fourteen times in the last year."
"So? How about this, we get it fixed, then put it upstairs somewhere. Out of the way of demons."
"Fine. I'll lend you the money, but this is the last time. One more time and its gone for good." said Sander, defeated.
"Thanks! I got to get cleaned up. I have a date in an hour." said Greg as he ran out of the kitchen and went upstairs.
"So any plans for tonight?" Sander asked Pru, who was sitting at the table.
"Not really. I was thinking about watching a movie. You?"
"Same. Want to go rent one?" asked Sander smiling.
"Sure. But you might want to change first." smiled Pru, as Sander laughed and ran upstairs.
Twenty minutes later, Sander was downstairs and ready.
"Twenty minutes?" asked Pru laughing.
"What? It had to match!"
"You are such a gay guy." laughed Pru, as she grabbed her coat.
"Are we driving? Or orbing?" asked Sander
"Driving, it's much safer." said Pru as she grabbed her keys, and went out the door.
Greg pulled into the restaurant parking lot, and locked his car and headed inside.
"I have a reservation for two, under Wyatt." said Greg to the seating hostess. She smiled and checked her list.
"Your guest has already arrived. Follow me."
Greg followed the hostess to the table, where his date, Sharon Franks was sitting.
"I'm so sorry I'm late. I had a family emergency." smiled Greg as he reached in and kissed Sharon on the cheek.
"It's okay." she smiled, as she looked in her menu.
"So, tell me more about you Greg."
"Uhm, what do you want to know?"
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Yeah, two. A twin fraternal twin brother, Sander, and an older sister, Pru."
"Pru, what a stupid name." laughed Sharon.
"It was my Aunt's name."
"Still it's a funny name."
"That's it." said Greg as he flicked his wrist and the whole restaurant froze. "I'm done."
Greg got up and walked to the door and exited, and the froze wore off.
Greg pulled into the house at about eight thirty, to see all the lights were out except the faint glow of the television through the curtains.
Greg opened the Manor door, and went into the living room to see Pru and Cole making out!
"Uhm, someone want to fill me in?" asked Greg.
Pru and Cole quickly separated and stared at Greg. "Uhm, nothing." said Pru.
"Bull, I saw you two. Since when?"
"Since twenty minutes ago." said Cole, who was smiling with all teeth.
"Oh, where is Sander?"
"Upstairs with Mike. Mike came home pretty upset."
"Okay. I guess." said Greg as he walked out and went upstairs.
Cole and Pru looked at each other, and were at once pulled into another make out session.
"Sander?" asked Greg as he knocked on his younger brother's door.
"What?" asked Sander in a low voice.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure." said Sander, as he telekinetically unlocked the door.
"Sander! What's wrong, and why is your arm bleeding!"
"Nothing." said Sander as he wiped his bloody arm.
"Are you cutting again! Sander look at me now!"
Sander looked at his brother, "Yeah, I'm cutting again."
"Why! You have to stop that shit!"
"I haven't done it in a year and a half!"
"So? Why would you do something like this?"
"Mike left me. He left me."
"What? Why would Mike leave you?"
"He was reassigned. We're no longer his charges, and he told me that he didn't love me anymore!" sobbed Sander as he collapsed onto the bed.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry bro." said Greg as he sat down nest to his younger brother and let him cry.
"It's okay, It's going to be okay."
"No it's not. I loved him so much."
"I know you did."
"You'll be fine. Wanna know something?"
"What?" Said Sander as he wiped his eyes.
"Pru and Cole are downstairs making out."
"Ew. He like did Aunt Phoebe and now he wants to do her. That is so weird." said Sander with a laugh.
"I guess that's how normal we are allowed to get." said Greg as both him and Sander laughed heartily.
A/n: Okay, here we go. Next Chapter takes place sometime during 2022. Here is some info:
Pru Wyatt, 19, Premonition; Orbing
Greg Wyatt, 18, Temporal Stasis; Molecular Combustion
Sander Wyatt, 18, Telekinesis
I will update soon! Thanks!!
Damien455