Author's Note: There will not be that accelerated growth thing for supe babies, how could the Thundermans have possibly been able to keep Chloe secret if that actually was a thing?
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Chapter 5
Hiddenville:
Max's right arm was finally back to full strength, and his physical therapist had taken the time to help him get his right arm caught up to his left arm again. Max may not act like it, but he did take pride in his body. It didn't hurt that while Parisa didn't care about looks per se, she did appreciate how toned he happened to be. Though he'd sent those flowers to his female relatives anonymously his mom and Nora had loved theirs, since Barb actually took the time to research the meanings. Phoebe pouted when she realized her buttercup said someone thought she was childish. The other meanings weren't that good either.
Max's day with Billy had gone well too, they'd hit an arcade for some brotherly bonding. As much as he did not want to attend school on Ditch Day he had to, mostly because Parisa hadn't been at Hiddenville High long enough to ditch. He was going just in case there were any Idiot Males that decided to go that day. The investigation into why Metroburg High blew up was still ongoing, Marvin McKeel and his flunkies were being held in the Supers version of juvie until they were either cleared or condemned by the evidence.
Parisa orbs in just then, and Max rolls his chestnut eyes before quickly whipping her blonde locks into a French braid, if he kissed the side of her neck occasionally while he did so…well, Colosso certainly wasn't going to bust him. Chris absolutely loved his new tablet, especially since no one else could touch it. It also couldn't be destroyed thanks to being coated with Thundertanium. On his day with Billy Parisa had spent it with her younger half-sisters, and she had been stuck playing dress up. Thankfully no make up had been used, but Max had had to help Parisa get all the ribbons out of her hair. Now they were approaching Christmas, " You get your Yule shopping done? " Max asks Parisa.
The blonde sighs, " For Kat, Tamora, Henry Jr., my step-dad, and mom, yeah. Wyatt, Mellie, PJ, Parker, Peyton are all getting gift cards. The aunts are getting gifts from my entire family so they're handled as well. Grandpa Victor I'm giving one of those lock boxes you made, the ones that only respond to the right bioelectrics. Grandpa Sam will get to spend a day with me as his gift. The only one I don't have a gift for in my family is Chris. "
" Just what are you getting me? " Max asks her as they walk up the stairs.
" Avez-vous vraiment pensé que cela fonctionnerait(Did you really think that would work)? "
" No, but it was worth a try. " Max says. That brought him back to the problem of what the Hell he was getting his girlfriend for Christmas/Yule. Getting presents for a friend was infinitely easier than a girlfriend. Max wasn't about to go the generic route either, all of his gifts to Parisa would be personal, have meaning, if only to them.
" I'm surprised you're attending on Ditch Day, Max. " Phoebe says.
" I haven't been there long enough to ditch, so Max is going, just in case he needs to act territorial over me. " Parisa says as they eat their breakfast, which was store bought waffles.
Phoebe considers this, and then shrugs. The teens set out to school for the day, Max wrapping his right arm around Parisa's shoulders. The blonde leans into him, her left arm going around his back. Once at Hiddenville High they settle into a classroom, but once the teacher starts prattling on and on about her pet birds Max freezes her, Phoebe unfreezes her briefly, only to refreeze her when she continues to talk about her birds. Parisa yawns, " Loop the security feed, erase the evidence of well…this. "
Max hacks in to do exactly that, glad he had left himself a backdoor into said security system. Once that's done Parisa watches as the twins have fun until Max pulls her to himself, " Puis-je avoir cette danse, ma belle impératrice(May I have this dance, my beautiful empress)? "
Parisa laughs as he twirls them through the halls, though neither noticed Phoebe filming them. Normally she would show her mom, but instead she would just send a copy to Max. Then she would delete it from her phone, as she knew this was almost something private she was intruding on, since she figured Max had forgotten she was there for the moment. Apparently they were dancing to music only they could hear, and they came to a stop then. Phoebe stops filming, and puts her phone away. She wasn't surprised by the kiss though.
She could see the clear reluctance in Max's body language when he pulls away, though he did keep Parisa close. " We have a couple of more hours, what next? " Parisa asks.
" Well, we do need to clean up, and then make sure we get back into the room. " Phoebe points out.
" True, " Max says, " But most of what we did was create snow, and have a snowball fight, Heat Breath should evaporate the water quicker. "
Parisa rolls her eyes, " May the object of my objection become but a dream, and let this scene become unseen. "
" Or we could do that. " Max says, " I keep forgetting genetically you are a witchlighter, I always remember the whitelighter part, but you rarely cast spells so I forget the witch part. "
Parisa grins, " I have to keep you on your toes somehow, Max. "
" Minx. " Max says.
" Tu n'aurais pas d'autre moyen(You wouldn't have me any other way). " Parisa says as she walks away from him, an extra subtle sway to her hips.
Max groans, and runs his hands through his short, dark locks, "Tu me tues, ma belle impératrice(You're killing me, my beautiful empress). "
Phoebe outright laughs, " You're beyond burnt toast, aren't you? "
Max flips her off, as he looks at his twin briefly, though his eyes don't stray from his girlfriend for long. Max knew Phoebe was right, he was so far in love with her, that he knew he would not survive losing her intact. He starts walking after Parisa, he needed to take her out dancing soon.
Juuban:
Kino Makoto wipes her forehead as she finishes her training for the day, there had been several more battles since Luna had given her, her transformation pen. She'd seen the girl that looked like Sailor Mars, and was hoping to Hell Luna did not awaken the Martian. Sailor Mars had been a pain in the ass to deal with during the Silver Millennium. She was annoyed that Luna seemed to think she had nominal control over everything, and Makoto did mean everything they did. She was helping Mizuno Ami, Mercury's civilian form learn self-defense, since Sailor Mercury had always been a hit and fade fighter, and more assassin like in nature.
Hiddenville:
Barb was resting in bed due to her cold, and since Max had looped the footage no one knew the twins had used their powers in school. Max had known that back door into the school's security system would turn out to be a good thing. The teens settle in Max's room, since Phoebe had actually had fun she was willing to hang out with her twin for a little while. Parisa settles on Max's lap while he works on a few of his programs. He had a few ideas he was toying with currently. Parisa had chosen to let Max use his right arm, and so was snuggled into his left side.
Upstairs there's a mini debate as to which movie will be watched, Space Kitties or The Accidental Dentist. With his super speed Billy claims the television, Nora their father's bowl of popcorn. Hank calls up to his wife that the kids are sassing him again, and she offers to let him watch the movie in their room, then there's a wet hacking cough. Hank resigns himself to watching Space Kitties, though he does have Billy and Nora go ask the teens in the house if they want to watch the scintillating movie. Nora warns Hank not to touch her popcorn while Billy heads down the slide to Max's room/lair saying, " Billy in the hole. "
Nora heads down next, and Hanks mutters, " I'm not afraid of her. " He ultimately decides to wait for Nora to return to eat the popcorn.
In the Lair Nora lands on Billy, to his dismay, since he always forgot to get off the bed quick enough. " Why are you two getting along? " Nora asks her older siblings.
" Oh, good, you see it too. It's disturbing. " Dr. Colosso says.
" Phoebe acted her age for once. " Parisa says by way of explanation.
" In that case, you guys want to watch Space Kitties with us and Dad, we got the tv first. " Nora asks, " You guys did handle the security footage, right? "
" I flawlessly looped it, we cleaned up after ourselves, and were back in the room before the day ended, and unfroze the school secretary, making sure we were back in our proper spots. " Max explains, " You wanna watch Space Kitties, Parisa? "
The blonde contemplates this, she was comfortable where she was, and was not in the mood to move. Then she thinks on the layout of the living room, remembering the reclining chair Hank and Barb had gotten for Max to sleep in while his back had been bruised. She orbs them up to the chair, and Max chuckles, kicking his shoes off, and reclines the recliner. " Is Phoebe watching or not? " Hank asks.
" No idea, Parisa orbed us up, apparently she's in a snuggling mood today. " Max says.
Though the male teen does do some quick calculations, Parisa got clingier for one week every month. Since Parisa turned into an out and out bitch one week per month, no one complained if she snuggled with Max. Snuggling with him kept her docile, interrupting her snuggling time during her monthly Week of Hell…everyone involved still had nightmares about what she'd done in retaliation, well except Max, he'd enjoyed the show she put on. Phoebe, Billy, and Nora arrive just then, and Max's quick calculations let him know that he needed to bust out the Dark Chocolate, and Dark Chocolate Hot Cocoa as well.
He just thanked every deity he could think of that his mom, Phoebe, and Parisa hadn't synced to each other yet. That would be a nightmare. He wasn't surprised when Parisa fell asleep against him, he uses his telekinesis to undo her French braid, and just runs the fingers of his left hand through her hair. He would admit to having a thing for her hair. He loved running his fingers through it. He was almost asleep when swirling golden lights surround them, and when they rematerialize the drop to the floor unceremoniously.
Halliwell Manor:
Parisa starts swearing in French when the fall to the floor wakes her up, her whitelighter senses telling her where she was, " Whose brilliant idea was it to summon me, and why so late in the day? " Parisa asks before she looks up.
Max had already noticed that they seemed to have been summoned into the past. He had still been awake after all, " Who the Hell are you two anyhow? "
Parisa's jaw works soundlessly as she was looking at Prue Halliwell in the flesh and blood, " Vous vous moquez de moi(You have got to be kidding me)! "
" What year is it? " Max asks them.
" Nineteen ninety eight, why? " Phoebe Halliwell asks them.
Max bangs the back of his head lightly on the floor, " Parisa, ma belle impératrice, care to explain to me just how this happened? "
" Did you three cast any spells recently? " Parisa asks as she stands up, pulling Max up as well.
" Yeah, after we cast it you two showed up. " Piper Halliwell answers.
Parisa sighs wearily, " One from the Book, or one of your own creation? "
" Blessed be, it was the Call A Lost Witch spell, though I am uncertain as to how you two appeared, as I was the aim of the spell. I am Melinda Warren. "
Parisa just swears, now that she knew none of her cousins were currently around, Hell she and Max hadn't even been born yet! " Parisa, you can call him Max. "
Max understood immediately what she was doing, neither of them had been born yet, as it was nineteen ninety eight, he and Phoebe were most likely forming in their mother's womb even now, Parisa, well she had either been conceived or would be shortly since she had been born at the end of June in nineteen ninety nine. It was only when he saw the date on the newspaper that it was nearing the middle of December, with that information, he realized that Paige had moved back to Metroburg by now, Parisa had been conceived towards the end of summer in ninety eight.
Parisa, when she hears what the one ingredient is for the potion Melinda used in conjunction with her curse, cocks her head to the side, " Would a feather from a Thought Projection work, I can make them corporeal after all. "
Melinda looks at her, she knew the young girl was of her line, the male was her paramour, and stayed close without being cloying about it, " I have never tried it. "
" Can you project a proper spotted owl, ma belle impératrice? "
" I've done snowy owls before. " Parisa points out.
" We need a book that shows the musculature, skeletal system, venous system…to do a proper projection like what would be needed she needs to know all that information. " Max says.
" I can get one at the library. " Prue says, " Can you two watch over Melinda? "
The teens nod, as Piper and Phoebe had their own things to do, like resupply the Wiccan supplies. Once the Charmed Ones are gone Melinda looks at Parisa, " Blessed be, my granddaughter. "
Parisa sighs, " They have a half-sister, and my mother is currently pregnant with me, and Max is still in womb in this time as well. I just wish I knew why we were brought here to begin with. "
Melinda frowns, it was a good question, " What if another spell cast at the same time, in your time caused this. "
Max frowns now, " The question then would be, who benefits from that. "
" Very true, Max. I notice you two are avoiding family names, that is quite wise. " Melinda says.
Max steps up behind Parisa, running his hands up and down her arms, " Some things are just common sense, Melinda. Besides, Parisa's grown up on the adventures of her aunts and mother, actually she witnessed a lot of them since as she said, her mom is pregnant with her right now. "
" I do wonder how you came with her, Max. " Melinda muses.
Max props his chin on Parisa's head, still rubbing her arms. He just shrugs, focusing on being attentive to Parisa for the moment. He knew damned well if she needed to she'd raid the feminine supplies in the Manor.
Hiddenville:
Back in the Thunderman home Phoebe and Hank are both staring at where Max and Parisa had been, " Paige, we need some help! " Phoebe calls out, she was going to say that whatever happened was a magic thing.
Paige orbs in, and Phoebe explains what happened to her. " Sounds like they were grabbed by a misfired spell, or sent somewhere or some when else by a different spell. Golden lights indicates spell travel. " Paige says.
Halliwell Manor, 1998:
Parisa orbs up to one of the bathrooms while the sisters are gone, does her business, and borrows a pad. The sisters had enough of them. She also grabs two Midol, and downs them as well. She washes her hands, and orbs back downstairs. She blinks when she finds a cup of Dark Chocolate Hot Cocoa waiting for her. She accepts the offering, and Max starts rubbing her shoulders, Melinda had also been given a mug by Max, and she's surprised by the taste, " It's got an interesting flavor. "
" Why do I smell my Dark Chocolate Hot Cocoa? " Prue asks when she comes back in.
" The week of Hell just started for her, she prefers Dark Chocolate, and I decided to let Melinda try some as well. " Max says.
" Which means someone raided our feminine supplies. " Prue says.
" Oh, you'll need to get Midol just a little bit sooner as well. " Parisa admits, letting her head fall back against Max's chest briefly, she finishes her hot cocoa, and then starts examining the book Prue got from the library. With Max murmuring in her ear she manages to get the Spotted Owl right on her fifth try, and Melinda takes a feather. To her amazement the potion works correctly. She dips her locket into it just as Piper and Phoebe return. Max was still rubbing Parisa's shoulders, keeping the hormonally charged teen docile. Melinda deals with Mathew when he shows up, and the sisters send her back. Parisa swears under her breath when she and Max don't return.
" Great, so who or what the Hell sent us here? " Max asks.
Parisa shrugs, " No clue, guess we'll be staying here until those back home figure out what the Hell is going on. "
" Well, we do have a guest room, though I don't think we'd have any clothes that would fit you, Max. " Prue says practically.
" I can resize the boyfriend pile, there's got to be something in there he'd be caught dead in. " Parisa says, and let's Max scoop her up, " Now, I'm going to actually get some sleep since it was night where we were when we got summoned/sent here, and I am going to be allowed to have Max with me. "
" Fair warning, for that Week of Hell she turns into an out and out bitch, unless she gets to snuggle up with me, no, we don't quite know why she remains docile with me. The last time someone interrupted her Week of Hell snuggling…everyone there except for me still has nightmares about it. " Max says, " Plus, if this mess gets fixed while we sleep, I may have to be in close contact with her anyhow. "
None of the sisters could argue with that reasoning, as they had seen that they had been snuggled together when they got sent to the attic. Hell, the girl, Parisa, had actually been asleep before they were unceremoniously dropped on the floor of the attic.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, Thundermans, or Charmed.
