Disclaimer- Dude..if I owned Charmed, Chris would have so many more powers than Wyatt...but it's not as if he won't, anyways... D

Wyatt Halliwell-Wyatt is a weird name...and other random thoughts.
by hyperleo01

Once upon a time, in a world where witches could be boys, magic existed solely in San Fransico, and demons created reality shows, two little boys were playing in a garden. They happened to be two of the three youngest members of a family that seemed to be in on every single magical thing that had happened, would happen, and could possibly happen-ever. But, seeing as they were only young children, they were completely oblivious to that fact.

And even if they weren't, I'm sure that they would not give a rat's ass.

Anyways, so the two little boys were playing. La dee da, watch them play in the grass, with dirt on their clothes, and grass in their hair. Normal boys.

Or as normal as a Halliwell can be, anyways.

"Chris..." The older of the two boys said, ripping some more grass out and pouring it on his little brother's head. Christopher Perry Halliwell was onlyfour years old (but never tell him that he was ONLY four...he might blow you up-literally), but he understood that his older brother was always tricking him. This was not going to be an exception.

"What, Wyatt?" Chris asked, retaliating by orbing a flower from his mommy's decorations onto his older brother's head.

"Did you know that you're adopted?" Wyatt asked, grinning mischeviously. The six-year-old had apparently heard from one of his other six-year-old buddies that telling your younger sibling that he or she was adopted was SO COOL!

"No, I'm not!" Chris said, sticking his tongue out. Then, he thought about something. "What's Apotted?"

"Adopted. It means that Mommy and Daddy aren't your real mommy and daddy. That your real mommy and daddy didn't want you so they gave you away to us." Wyatt said, and added on "My Mommy and Daddy had another little boy before you, his name was 'Perry' but he went away, so they got stuck with you"

"You're a liar, Wyatt." Chris said, getting very flustered all the same. Wyatt just smiled some more. Seeing his brother this angry was very satisfying.

"No, I'm not lying, Chris. You don't look anything like any of us. Ever wonder why? And haven't you ever heard Mommy and Daddy talking about Perry? They miss him. You aren't good enough to be him." Wyatt was enjoying every moment of this...

"I do too look like you!" Chris said, but he was starting to wonder. Him and Wyatt never looked anything alike. And Daddy does sometimes tell Mommy that "he misses Perry", when Daddy thinks he's asleep...and his middle name is Perry, but maybe that's because they miss the other boy and...Chris was failing at the task of 'not letting Wyatt get to him', which his Mommy would say was just something called 'sibling ravilry'

But see, the problem with Halliwell 'sibling ravilry', is...it never ends well.


"MOMMY!" Wyatt was screaming as he orbed into the house. "MOMMY! CHRIS TRIED TO BLOW ME UP"

"ONLY AFTER WYATT ORBED ME TO THE ROOF"

"WELL, THAT'S ONLY AFTER"

"Enough!" Piper Halliwell silenced both of her sons with one word. "Haven't I told you both never to use use your magic on each other? Now, who started this?" She never understood why 'Perry' came back from the future to save his brother, when it seemed that Wyatt does nothing but tease and provoke Chris.

"HE DID IT!" -As they both pointed to each other in a fashion that could only be seen in a family TV show.

"Right. Well, Wyatt, what did Chris do?" This was how all fights were solved in the Haliwell household...mostly becuase everyone was too stubborn to say they were at fault.

"Chris Hit me with a flower from your garden!" Wyatt said, hoping she would forget to ask Chris and just yell at him about the garden.

"You took flowers from my garden? Again? Chris..." Piper sighed. Chris seemed to have a personal problem with the flowers she grew in the garden. He loved to rip them out and throw them at his brother...or Leo...or the mailman. "Well, Chris, what did Wyatt do?"

"He told me I was apotted"

"Apotted?" Piper asked, looking at her oldest son.

"He's so stu-...I mean, isn't he cute?" Wyatt said, once again, hoping Piper would just forget.

"Wyatt. What, did you tell your little brother?" Piper asked, but before he could say anything, Paige Halliwell walked in, in all her glory.

"What'd the tykes do this time? Orb the mailman's toupee off?" Piper laughed a little at this comment...it did seem that the boys liked to torture the poor mailman.

"No, Wyatt was just telling tales to his brother-again." At this point, Phoebe walked in.

"Tales? What tales?" The newest addition to the conversation asked.

Chris decided that the rest of the city needed to shut up, and waved his hands. All of a sudden, the clock stopped, and the eggs stopped sizzling. Not too impressive, really. But then you looked outside.

"Chris, unfreeze the city. Now." Piper said, as she saw-oh yes, you guessed it-the mailman frozen on the steps of the Manor. She had to look into repercussions of too many spells on one person. But not now. Now was a time of childish pranks.

"OK, Mommy." And he waved his hands again, sighing. "But I wanna know."

"Know what, sweetie?" Piper asked.

"If I'm apotted!" Chris whined. Piper looked at her sisters and shrugged. Wyatt just stood there, not willing to give up on his stance.

And, while Paige looked totally confused, Phoebe's eye's lit up.

"You mean, adopted?" She asked, and Piper's mouth went open. That would have been the obvious word...and boy, did she feel stupid for not realizing it.

"Oh, sweetie, of course you're not adopted! Wyatt told you that, huh?" She said, bending down to comfort her little boy. She looked over at Wyatt with a look that plainly said 'you might be Twice Blessed, but you're about to be Twice-Grounded.' And he might have been, if Chris hadn't spoken up again.

"Then who's Perry?" He asked, moving his head to the side.

"Perry?" Piper said, straightening up quickly. She paled considerably as she remembered Future Chris, and saw the little boy he used to-was going to...he was...oh, whatever. The little boy that grew up into a neurotic hero.

"Perry is...the dog we're going to get you! Great way to ruin the surprise, Wyatt." Phoebe interjected, thinking of something on the spot.

"A dog?" Wyatt said, confused.

"Yeah, I'm not with you on this one...a dog..." Piper started, but then saw the look on little Chris' face. "Oh, you mean, the Puppy..."

"We're really getting a puppy?" Wyatt asked, looking like he had never hear anything more crazy in his life. His Mommy liked things clean, and dogs were anything but. Just ask Tommy Lewis from up the street.

"Yup. The puppy named Perry...Perry the puppy...the messy...sloppy...puppy..." Piper looked pained to say it. "Boys, go and play, ok?" Wyatt couldn't believe his ears. First a dog and now he doesn't even get punished! It was like his lucky day!

"Come on Chris, I'll teach you how the world works." Wyatt said, grabbing his brother's hand and orbing to the backyard. He was going to use this opportunity to his advantage.

"Paige, you go make sure that they don't start orbing around town or throwing energy balls at the mailman or something..." Piper said, sitting down on a stool. "I need to talk to Phoebe about how she is going to take care of this dog as if it was her own child"

"Funny how you say that, what, children and all...because I need to go and pick Melinda up from Magical Preschool...you know. I'm a mother, I have charges, I need to live to take care of those charges...er..charge."

"And you are picking up a Puppy named Perry on the way back, right?" Piper said. About three years earlier, a little witch named Billie and Paige helped found the first magical preschool not run by an evil elder, which happened to take up the residence of the old magic school.

"Yeah, yeah, fine. I need Paige to orb me there, though." Phoebe said, trying to walk out the door. But Piper stopped her. "You know what's weird though?"

"What's weird, me dear older sister who will not kill me?" Phoebe knew when she needed to suck up, and this is one of those times.

"How did Chris and Wyatt know about Perry? And more importantly, why would Wyatt ever say that Chris was adopted?" Piper asked, scared that by changing the future, 'Perry' screwed himself over in the brother department.

"Oh please. All siblings tell the youngest that. You and Prue used to tell me I was adopted three, maybe four times a week." Phoebe said, waving her arms.

"Really? I don't remember that."

"Oh yeah. You found a really sturdy stick one day and told me that it was a wand and my real parents were evil witches who were going to kill me when they got back from Mars...or maybe it was the moon...oh well. One of those 'M' planets. Is it just me or do the Moon and Mars have really similar attributes? I mean, yeah, Mars is a planet and the-"

"Phoebe. Phoebe..." Piper stopped her younger sister. "You're rambling."

"Oh, am I? Well, I really should be going.." Phoebe said, walking out the door.

Piper stood there for a moment and then shouted back "DON'T FORGET THE DOG!"


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