Hey Everybody! This is my first venture into this realm on I have written a Star Wars story under a different penname. If you want the name of the story, feel free to ask. This is my first Charmed story and if you like it i'll add on more chapters. if not, i'll just forget about it and write something else. I am open to suggestions and will gladly accept criticism, just don't be harsh.

And now the part ever writer hates, the disclaimer. The characters that you don't recognize are my own creation. The Charmed characters belong to Aaron Spelling and Constance M Burge. I'm just having a little fun with them. Oh and by the way, all four of the sisters are in this.

Tis the Season to be Charmed

Chapter One: Meet the Sisters

"For your assignment due next time, I want you to read the section on L'Hospital's Rule and be prepared for a quiz on Tuesday. Class dismissed," the Calculus professor announced. March Baytown gathered her books and left the classroom. She was due to pick up her sisters a whopping three hours from now.

Sighing in defeat, March fished for her keys in her purse and slung her backpack over her shoulder. Wind blew her auburn hair into her face as she stepped into the parking lot and to her car. The wonderful life of a college student, she thought dryly as she unlocked the car, stashed her backpack in the back seat, and climbed in to the driver's seat. What I wouldn't give to be in high school again...

March Baytown, the oldest of three sisters at twenty, was a second year science major at the local university in wonderful Alabama. Math was never one of her favorite subjects, but it was a required course so she just had to bear it out. She was working towards a degree in physics. She also had a passion for writing, she always kept a paper and pencil handy by her side. Great stress reliever when you have to take care of your little sisters.

The girls all shared the same physical traits that obviously made them sisters. They had varying shades of auburn hair of different lengths. They were each adorned with bluish green eyes and beautiful smiles. Their mother June Baytown had given them all spring names. April was the middle sister at eighteen. She was living it up in her final semester as a senior in high school. She loved performing in drama, but had the temper to go with the red hair. March often had to hold her at bay to keep her from throttling various ill bearing cousins.

May, at sixteen and a half, was the quiet one of the group. She was a little shy, but could talk your ears off once she got to know someone. She loved singing and had a passion for plants. March often joked that her whole arm was green instead of just her thumb. She was a sophomore and active in chorus.

March was the natural peacemaker. She never liked fighting, always following the saying "The pen is mightier than the sword." She was level headed and could see both sides of an argument. She had a knack for foreign languages so she joined the German Club in her freshman year at college.

March and her sisters were very different, but they were very close knit. Ever since their mother disappeared three years ago, March had to take care of her younger sisters. She often had to comfort May when she awoke from nightmares screaming and crying. The girls missed her teribly, but still had hope that they would see their mother someday.

March finally turned into the driveway and shut off the engine. She walked into the quiet house. Maybe I'll have time to work on my Chemistry homework before I have to pick up my sisters. She grabbed her textbook and set to work.

Piper Halliwell set to work in the kitchen making breakfast for her two sisters, Phoebe and Paige, her husband Leo Wyatt, and their two sons Chris and Wyatt. She mixed up blueberry muffins from scratch and pulled the batter into the muffin pan. She popped them into the oven. She then moved to the eggs and the frying pan. She scrambled some eggs for her young sons then fried some for her very different sisters. She started the coffee brewing and continued on making pancakes when one of her sleepyhead sisters finally walked in.

"Morning Piper," Phoebe slurred, eyelids heavy with sleep.

"Morning Pheebs," Piper said grinning at her sister.

"Where's the coffee?"

"Same place as always Phoebe."

Phoebe finally managed to wake up enough to find the coffee pot. Then a very disgruntled and disarrayed Paige stumbled in.

"Morning Miss Grumpy," Piper smiled, giggling at Paige's bed hair

"Talk later. Just pass the coffee. What's so funny?"

"Your hair. It's as bad as Harry Potter's!" Piper laughed.

"The Wicked Witch of the Northwest!" Phoebe snipped.

"Ha," Paige grunted. "Pass the caffeine before I orb you to Antarctica."

"Okay, Missy Paige," Piper said passing a cup as her little sister tried to hide a huge yawn.

"That bluberry muffins?" Phoebe asked suddenly.

"Yes," Piper answered turning her attention to the oven. "Blueberry muffins."

She set the pancakes and eggs on the table with butter and jelly. "Have at it you two. I'm going to go and check on my boys. And wake up the biggest baby of them."

"Wyatt?" Paige asked with a grin.

"Leo, you silly witch!" Piper said throwing a potholder at Paige.

It hit her in the face. "No fair throwing potholders at the unsuspecting half asleep sister."

Piper rolled her eyes and headed upstairs.

She heard one of her sons sniffle as she walked past the nursery. One of them was already awake. "Chris," she said softly.

Piper walked quietly into the nursery and to the infant Chris's cradle. The six month old was stirring in his crib.

"Hi there baby. You are awake early this morning." Piper gently lifted him from his bed and cuddled him to her, rocking him softly tiptoeing to Wyatt's toddler bed. He was still sleeping. She readjusted the quilt over the two year old. She ruffled his hair and walked out closing the door behind her.

"Wanna go wake Daddy?" Piper asked her son, walking towards the bedroom. Chris gurgled in response, smiling.

Piper walked into her room, greeted by a snoring Leo. "Get him," she whispered setting Chris down next to Leo. Chris started laughing at Leo and grabbed his father's nose.

"Ow!" Leo exclaimed jumping awake. Piper started laughing.

"Hey Chris," Leo said making funny faces at his son, mock scowling at his wife. "Very funny Piper."

"Got you awake didn't it? Besides, you were snoring. Wasn't he Chris?"

Chris laughed, his little arms flailing about.

"I do not snore!" Leo protested getting out of bed and tickling his son on the tummy.

"Yes you do! Now get dressed and have some breakfast."

"Yes, dear." Leo mock saluted her.

"Get out you!" Piper pushed him with a pillow.

Leo laughed and complied with Piper's orders.

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