A few hours later Prue, Piper, Phoebe, were Paige are arriving at there third foster home in the three months they've been in foster care. After Vincent left, Prue and Piper were sitting on the couch, Paige was sitting on Piper's lap and Phoebe was sitting on Prue's lap, while their foster parents, Clyde and Joanne Friedman laid out the ground rules.
"Okay you little brats, now that your social worker is gone we need to go over the rules." Clyde said with distain in his voice, clearly indicating that he didn't like them very much. Or at all.
"Number one: Keep the babies in line. We are in charge of clothing you, feeding you, and giving you shelter. We are not raising you. We are just doing this for the extra money." Joanne informed, "If that clear?"
Prue nodded with a smug look, "Crystal."
"Okay. Number two: If you need something ask Stacey. She's our teenage foster child. She's fifteen." Clyde explained, "You are not to ask us for anything. Only ask us if it's a hospital related emergency, like a broken bone or if someone is gravely ill or dying."
Prue sighed softly. She didn't like this. She just wanted her Grams back. This whole situation about her new life still felt like a nightmare that would never end. Some days she was okay, but other days she expected her Grams to walk through the door and apologize for leaving with the promise that she would never leave again.
"Number three: Stay out of our way and you won't get hurt." Joanne warned
"Yes ma'am." Prue responded as she gulped
Joanne nodded, "Good. Now get out of here."
Prue picked up Phoebe and then stood up, Piper did the same with Paige, and then they headed upstairs. Upon reaching the top of the stairs, they are greeted by fifteen year old Stacey Cook.
"Hi girls. I'm Stacey. Stacey introduced
"I'm Prue." Prue replied tentatively "And these are my sisters Piper, Phoebe, and Paige."
Stacey smiled, "It's nice to meet you."
"I'm two." Phoebe said as she held up two fingers
"Wow! You're so big." Stacey told Phoebe
Piper rolled her eyes, "Not that big. She's still not potty trained."
"That's okay. Maybe your sister's not ready to use the big girl potty yet." Stacey remarked
"She tells Prue when she's peed or pooped. Plus she's turning three at the end of this year." Piper added
Stacey shrugged, "Okay. We'll that's alright. I wasn't potty trained till I was almost four."
"I'm four." Piper stated as she gave a small laugh "And I've been using the potty since I was this many." She holds up two fingers.
"Oh that's funny to you, little miss." Stacey joked as she gently tickled Piper's sides.
Piper laughed and giggled as she held Paige, "Stop…stop."
Prue smiled as she watched the older girl joke around with her little sister. She had missed hearing her sister's laughter. A sound that she hadn't heard in over two months. Then Paige got really squirmy in Piper's arms.
Stacey stop tickling Piper, "I think someone wants down."
"This is Paige. She's almost ten months old." Piper set as she set Paige down on her feet and held the baby's hands. "She can walk a little bit if someone holds her hands, but she's really good at crawling."
"That's cool." Stacey commented
Prue put Phoebe down as the little girl was starting to feel heavy in her arms. She couldn't hold her little sister anymore. Her arms were starting to kill her.
Phoebe immediately put her arms up, "Up! Up!"
"I can't, Pheebs. You're heavy." Prue responded as Phoebe started to cry.
"Come here, Phoebe. I'll carry you." Stacey told the toddler.
Phoebe walked over to Stacey, who picked her up. She rested her head on the teen's shoulder.
"Where's our room?" Prue asked
"Follow me. I'll show you." Stacey said as she turned to lead the four young sisters to their room.
Piper looked at Prue and whispered, "Stacey is nice. I like her."
Prue nodded, "Me too. We'll stick near her. I don't like our foster parents. If I'm not available, I want you to stay close to Stacey."
"I will, Prue." Piper agreed
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