All right, I'm leaving tomorrow for a week-long vacation – so that's how long you'll have to wait for my next update! Here we go…
"WYATT! HELP – NOW!"
Wyatt orbed into Pearl's room and instantly saw what the problem was.
"Chris! Orbing – now would be good!" he yelled downstairs.
Chris walked through the door calmly.
"What's the matter? Oh, sh –"
A small bat flung itself at Chris's head.
"Why are there vampires? Here? In Pearl's room?" He yelled in between dodges from the bats.
"I – I was just having some fun –" started Pearl, but then a vampire – in human form – flew through the window. Instinctively, Pearl raised her hands to blow him up – but another vampire – also in human form – crashed into her, knocking her hands out of the way.
"No!" the vampire yelled, standing above Pearl. "My darlingsss!"
"Pearl," shouted Wyatt, "blow her up! NOW!"
And she did – and as she did, all of the vampires in the room burst into flame and became little more than piles of ash.
"What the hell was that? Explain!" Chris hollered at his cousin.
"Um – I was just vanquishing demons –"
"What!" he continued to shout – "Women!" and stormed out of the room.
"Pearl, what were you thinking? We thought you were doing homework," said Wyatt quietly, sitting down on Pearl's bed. "Do you need to talk?"
"God, no!" cried Pearl. "All you ever want to do is talk to me about my problems, and all he –" she gestured at the door –"wants to do is ignore me! I never get to do anything magical with you guys, all because I'm younger than you!"
"Sure you do," said Wyatt, "You get to come with us when we need the Power of Three."
"And that's, like, never! I just got so sick and tired of being sick and tired, so for the past month I've been coming up here after school, summoning all these dumb demons, and vanquishing them! And it's not like it's a big deal –"
"Of course it's a big deal! What if Chris and I hadn't been home? You've never dealt with vampires before – you wouldn't have known to kill their Queen, and then where would we be?"
"Well, at least we got rid of them, right? I've only been making your lives easier!"
"No, you haven't!" Wyatt screeched. Pearl had never seen him lose his cool like that before – and she didn't like it.
"Listen," he said, "I'm sorry that you feel like you're not important, because you are. Heck – you're one of the greatest witches of all time! And Chris and I are lucky to be raising you. But we don't want to have to worry about protecting you 24/7. We think that you should be able to be smart about how you use your magic."
"And by 'we,' you mean you, right?" asked Pearl snidely. "I've heard you and Chris talking when you think I'm asleep. I know he wants to bind my powers – now he just might. But I need them! I love my powers, please don't-"
Wyatt put his finger up to Pearl's mouth.
"Don't worry so much," he said, "I won't let him do anything rash. He's just sore 'cause he's the weakest – you know that, don't you?"
Pearl nodded. "I know."
"Good. Now, I'll let you keep your magic stuff," he motioned toward her closet doors, "As long as you promise to let us know when you're going to use them, okay?"
Wyatt got off of the bed, and walked toward the door.
"Wyatt?" called Pearl softly, "I know you two are working on something big, I saw you making potions downstairs. Can I help?"
Wyatt turned from the room.
"Yeah. Just let me deal with Chris, okay?"
And then he closed the door.
I hoped you liked! I bet you can't wait to see what they're working on, right? Right! Coming soon – a love interest for Pearl…Dum dum dum!