Astral Fun
Disclaimer: I know I don't own Charmed. It belongs to the telly.
A/N: Thank you for your lovely reviews! And thank you AnimeAlexis and Magical Princess for your ideas! Sooo sorry for the late update. No school is worse than school. Well, not really, but almost as bad. I'm being a full time daughter and have no excuse of not doing something when my mom tells me to do it. So I've been very busy lately and I swear, moms can think of the weirdest things for you to do when you say 'no school' and 'bored' in the same sentence. When I finally have some time of my own, I twist my neck! I wasn't allowed to use the computer for a whole week! Or my head, I couldn't turn it to my right, so I was kinda stuck. Okay. Enough rambling. On with the story!
Chapter 6
Chris and Piper were in the kitchen. Two plates of pancakes were sitting on the table. The ones one the blue plate were made by Chris and the ones on the white plate were Piper's. Phoebe and Paige weren't home yet.
Chris looked at Piper. "Well? Are you going to try it?" he asked, putting a pancake of Piper's on his plate.
Piper looked at the pancakes. 'It did smelled good.' she thought. 'Maybe he does have cooking talents.'
She put one of Chris' pancakes on her plate and took a bite.
"Hey! It is good!" she said, surprised.
"Ha! Told ya I could cook." Chris said. He was sure his aunts would like his pancakes better, cause he used one of Piper's recipes from the future, and his mother has improved them over the years. He smiled at that thought.
"What did you put in here? It's really good!" Piper said, finishing her pancake.
"Sorry. Can't tell ya. Secret family recipe. Got it from my mom." Chris responded with a grin on his face.
Paige orbed in.
"Hey guys. I'm really hungry. Is there any.. Oh! Pancakes! Yum!" Paige said while she grabbed a plate and sat down. She put a pancake on her plate and started to eat.
Piper opened her mouth to tell her about the contest when Phoebe walked in.
"Hello everybody!" she said.
"Hey Phoebe. Chris and I are having a cooking contest. We need you and Paige to say who makes the best pancakes." Piper told her sisters.
'Hm... cooking contest. Could Chris be Piper's son? He must be. Piper is the only one with cooking talents in house.' Phoebe thought. "Okay. Which plate is Chris' and which one is yours?" She asked.
"Yeah," Paige said, "I just grabbed one from the white plate. Who made those?"
"You don't have to know yet." Chris answered. "Just eat and tell us which color won."
Paige was already done with her first, and now started on one of the blue plate. She took a big bite. "Mmmm. Blue is the winner."
Phoebe just grabbed from both plate a pancake and took from each a bite. "Mmm, both are good, but blue is the winner."
Chris looked at Piper triumphantly and said: "Yes! I won! I won! Ha! I beat you at cooking! Ha!"
Piper scowled. Paige laughed.
"Congratulations, Mr. Halliwell." Phoebe said.
"Thank you. Thank.. WHAT?" Chris yelled. "How did you.. I mean.. What.. I.." he stuttered. How did Phoebe know his secret? Does she know Piper is.. was.. will be.. whatever.. his mom?
"Yeah, I ran into Daisy, and she asked for mister Chris Halliwell." Phoebe said.
"Daisy? Who's Daisy?" Chris askes confused.
"The teacher of the kids where astral you was." Phoebe explained. "But that's not the point. Are you family?"
Chris stood up from his chair. "Um.. you know.. I can't tell you.. erm.." he stuttered.
Phoebe grabbed his arm and pulled him down again. "No. You can tell us and you're going to tell us right now."
"Future Cons.." he started to say, but Paige grabbed his other arm and said, "Screw the future consequences. Spill it, mister!"
Chris sighed. "Okay. You two really have to let go."
Paige and Phoebe protested. "What.. No! We won't just let it go!"
"NO REALLY! LET GO! You're hurting me!" Chris said as he pulled his arms free from his aunts hands.
"Oh..." "Sorry.."
Chris sighed again. "Yes. I am a Halliwell."
"Oh I knew it! I knew it!" Phoebe said excitedly.
"Which one of us is your mom?" Paige asked.
But before Chris could answer, Piper, who has been quiet until now, said: "It's me, isn't it? I'm your mother. You're my son."
Chris looked at her. How did she know? Is she disappointed? Is she mad? Is she happy? "How did you know?" He asked softly. 'Please don't be mad. Please don't be disappointed. Please say something.' he mentally pleaded.
Piper suddenly smiled. "You said that you got that recipe from your mom. Since neither Phoebe nor Paige can cook, it must be mine recipe." she explained.
"Hey!" Phoebe and Paige yelled.
"What? It's the truth." Piper and Chris said at the same time. Piper smiled at Chris. Chris just looked nervously at her.
He didn't know what to do. She's smiling at him. That's good isn't it? 'Smiling is always good.' the voice in his head replied. 'But not when they are plotting something. When demons smile, it's never good.' he mentally argued back. 'Argh! Don't be so stupid. This is your mother smiling at you.' 'Shush, nasty voice. Am not listening to ya.'
Piper felt Chris' discomfort, and to Chris' surprised, she hugged him. Ignoring Phoebe and Paige's "Awww"s, she said to Chris: "I'm proud of you."
Chris felt relieved and very happy. He hasn't hugged his mom since she died so long ago and who wouldn't be happy to hear his own mother tell him that she's proud at him?
"I love you, mom." he whispered.
Piper was very glad to hear that. She suddenly frowned and pulled back. "Hey! You used my own recipe against me!"
Chris grinned. "Told ya I would get back at ya!"
Everyone in the kitchen laughed at that.
TBC
A/N: Again, sorry for the late update. And please review!