When Wyatt and Chris finally made it back to their time, much of their family was in the attic waiting for them. "Enjoy your trip?" Leo questioned.
Chris turned to face his brother and sighed. "I still can't believe you blew a big secret like that. Seriously, Wy?"
Piper snorted. 'Uncle Coop."
"Wait a second." Wyatt's eyes widened. "Is this why everyone's been making those random as hell Uncle Coop jokes for years?" At least this one thing finally made sense now.
"Thank you for sending me into a panic, by the way. Really appreciated it." Phoebe glanced at her nephews fondly.
Coop, meanwhile, rolled his eyes in amusement. "Eh, you helped us so you're forgiven."
"Still mad I missed it," Leo sulked.
"Well, hasn't stopped you from joining in," Wyatt pointed out, his lips twitching.
"Obviously." Leo grinned at his sons right before he swept them up into a hug.
"Not a big family hug again." Chris laughed but he didn't protest as he got swept up in yet another one.
"You boys hungry after your trip? I'll go cook your favorites. What about you, Uncle Coop?" Piper snorted as she directed her query towards both Wyatt and Coop.
Wyatt scowled as the rest of his family cracked up. "I fucking hate all of you," he declared before orbing down to the kitchen.
The others all joined him within ten minutes as Piper got started on dinner. "Sorry, kid, but you're never going to live down the Great Uncle Coop Incident of 2006."
Appalled, Wyatt could only gape at his mother. "What."
Chris snickered. "Of course you people named it."
Coop wrapped his arm around Phoebe before tapping Wyatt's shoulder. "We love you, Wy."
Wyatt was thus subjected to never-ending Uncle Coop jokes for the rest of his life.