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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 24, 2008 7:32:24 GMT 10
Paris rolled her eyes at Chris' claim to have forgotten. She knew it was just an excuse to have a sweet before breakfast though. Even first thing in the morning he wasn't that out of it. Setting aside the french toast makings, however, Paris moved to stand beside him and looked outside. "Maybe it was a cat?" she suggested with a shrug of her shoulders when she didn't spot anything. She moved back to the countertop and began making the egg, milk, and cinnamon mixture. Oooooh, look at the tassssty young morsssselsssss. Come outsssssside to play little witchlingssss... Paris heard a male voice, that was just to creepy to be real, say. "Ha ha, guys, very funny," she said in a not-amused tone, not bothering to turn and see which boy was teasing her this time. They often did it to her after the scare of her power becoming uncontrolleable had passed. Melinda had even used a potion once to change her voice. And then it had backfired, leaving her voiceless for over a week, and Paris had had the last laugh. (Remember, Paris' power is claireaudience... )
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Mar 24, 2008 19:30:41 GMT 10
Upon hearing Chris tell them both about what he saw outside he walked over towards a window and looked outside though he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. "Maybe Paris is right, maybe it was just a cat or some other animal outside." Wyatt added in as he returned to the kitchen. "Sure I'll be there at P3 Paris." Wyatt sat back down though thinking on the day ahead of him as he wondered what he'll do with the day he might orb somewhere though he didn't really know. Turning around to Paris he shook his head. "That wasn't me Paris honest." Wyatt explained though he knew he wouldn't get far Paris would be able to tell that it was him who said it after all. He was glad that the potion hadn’t backfired on him making him voiceless for a whole week.
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Post by Prudence Halliwell on Mar 24, 2008 20:51:01 GMT 10
Prudence came into the kitchen yawning, "Whats all the fuss about?" she said, going over to the cupboard and pulling out some fruit bread, her latest fad. She got the butter out the fridge and buttered a couple of slices, she realised she'd forgotten the jam. "Jam" she said and the pot fell on the floor. "Dammit." she said and got a teatowel to wipe it up. It didn't take long and she sat at the countertop with her breakfast. "What are you all talking about then?" She said with a corner of bread in her mouth so it sounded more like "Whab are you all tabbing aboub ven?"
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 24, 2008 23:19:06 GMT 10
Chris turned around and faced Prude but didn't want to worry his little sister so he just said "Its nothing" He then wondered off upstairs to find something to do. He thought about going on his laptop but thought "Naaa there going to be nothing to do on there". He then found himself in the attic. He stood on the spot wondering what he was doing up here and then he had an idea, He may be able to find something interesting in the junk he opened the draws on a small cabinet and began to rummage through the stuff.
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Penelope Halliwell
New Member
So, I'm a little quick-tempered. You gotta problem with that?
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Post by Penelope Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 1:06:58 GMT 10
Penelope ran down the tall, wooden stairs, creaking with every other step. She had been awake for awhile now, but she never felt the need to come downstairs. Combing her hair through softly with her fingertips, Penelope looked around, to see that her cousins and her sister were already downstairs. Stealing a piece of buttered toast off of the counter, Penelope decided to speak up.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Penelope said, taking a satisfying bite out of her toast, and brushing her hair in and out of the corners of her face.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 1:35:57 GMT 10
Paris gave the boys a look that clearly said 'Yeah, right' when they protested. And since she didn't hear the voice again after that she shrugged it off and began to batter the bread with the egg yolk mixture. Cooking soothed Paris for some reason. But still, when Pru accidentally dropped the jam, Paris jumped. That voice was still lingering in her head.
"You slept over here again?" Paris asked her elder by minutes sister when she came in, shaking her head just quick enough to send her ponytail wagging gently, as she pulled out several plates from the cupboard. "Maybe Mom and Dad should just move all your junk here. Then we could turn your room into a gym," she teased Penny. Penny had been spending more and more time here at the Manor lately, but as long as she checked in next door first, Phoebe and Coop were fine with letting their daughter stay in the old homestead.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 1:45:05 GMT 10
Chris only found an old Rubik cube. He made his way back downstairs trying to solve it "I can fight demons, a Rubik cube shouldn't be so hard" he mumbled to himself when he got downstairs he walked into the kitchen, still trying to solve the Rubik cube. He sat down and began twisting the cube in many directions to try and solve it, but he only made it ten times worst, at one point he had two sides completed then he lost them and it was all jumbled up again.
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Post by Prudence Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 17:47:01 GMT 10
Was I born yesterday? thought Prudence as Chris tried to fob her off with an "Oh it's nothing[/b] But she let it be for now at least....
"Hey" Said Prudence as Penelope nicked a bit of her toast off the side "I was eating that." She laughed though, they shared everything in this house so it was normal for someone to steal breakfast. "What you making Paris?" She asked
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 19:19:19 GMT 10
Wyatt just laughed as Penelope took a bit of Prudence's toast this is what it looked like every morning in the Halliwell Manor but some mornings it was just pure chaos, welcome to the Halliwell family. Wyatt liked it liked that he poured himself another orange juice and took a sip from the glass before placing it back down on the bench. For a second he watched Chris as he tried to solve the Rubik cube. "You know I swear a demon made that thing only to confuse and annoy us." Wyatt explained to Chris. "Whatever it is, it smells good." Wyatt added in as he looked over towards Paris as she was busy cooking away. Paris always seemed to be at peace when cooking something it reminded him of his mother Piper when she cooked.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 25, 2008 19:42:27 GMT 10
Chris gave in and put it on the table saying "Dam you Mr.Rubik!" then added "I wish i could cook, everything i cook i burn unless its microwaved". He then stretched his arms and almost knocked over Wyatt's orange juice. Chris stood up and made his way back to the living room to see what was on. he flicked through the channels until he found himself watching cartoon network.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 26, 2008 1:57:39 GMT 10
Paris shrugged. "It's just french toast. I'm almost done with the first four pieces. Who's hungry?" she asked, lifting up a corner slightly to check how the underside was cooking. She smiled to herself to see it's perfect golden-brown color. Moving smoothly, she flipped the four pieces off onto two plates, two each and then dipped four more pieces of bread into the bowl and placed them on the pan to start cooking.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 26, 2008 2:04:17 GMT 10
Chris looked down at his stomach as if it was going to say something. He decided it wasn't but he was hungry so he said "I am, i could eat your cooking all day, Howd you get it so...perfect.....you dont use a spell do you?. Chris lifted his head and smelt the air, He loved the smell of cooking, but when he cooked it wasn't really cooking it was more like... burning. Chris had given up on cooking and now if he wanted to get something it would be a sandwich or a microwave pizza.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 26, 2008 2:14:47 GMT 10
Paris laughed at Chris. Only he could hear the sound of food being slid onto a plate from a room away. "Maybe it's my secondary Power," she said, teasingly.
She sighed a little at the thought, however. It sucked that she was the only one of their family who had only the single power. So far. She was totally due for another sometime soon but Mom said she was just a late bloomer and that it would happen soon.
To make up for it, however, she tried her hardest to be their go-to spell writer and potion maker. And, well, she did seem to have a talent for it. It was just like writing lyrics for her music and cooking, after all. In fact, she usually had to be careful not to make her song lyrics into spells unintentionally! She'd had some mishaps in the past because of just that thing.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 26, 2008 2:25:01 GMT 10
Chris thought what it must be like for her with only one power and how he takes his for granted, "You will get a second power or maybe a third, your just..... a late bloomer" Chris said then he realised how much he sounded like his mom and aunts. He tried not to think about it and concentrate on the TV, He kept flicking through the channels until it arrived on the news he stopped and listened to see if anything had happened
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Post by Prudence Halliwell on Mar 26, 2008 3:06:17 GMT 10
Prudence felt a little guilty as she reached for a piece of French toast, she had both her powers at only 15, she was so much younger then Paris and her powers were quite strong but not as good as Paris'. That idea made her think. "If you think about it you have a really powerful power so maybe your second will come later because the one you have is so strong maybe." She tried to make her feel better.
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