Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 30, 2008 23:04:04 GMT -5
Chapter Two - TV Remote Anyone?
Future – Saturday, May 29, 2027
Light streaming into his room was the first thing Christopher Perry Halliwell noticed as he woke up. The second thing was the sound of talking in another part of the apartment. Chris yawned and pushed the covers off his bare chest and climbed out of bed. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a shirt slipping it over his head and tucking it into his sweat pants. He pulled open his door and walked into the hallway. He walked the few steps down the hall, past the kitchen on his left and the bathroom on his right. He stopped in front of his brother, Wyatt’s door, but instead turned left into the living room.
Inside Wyatt Matthew Halliwell was talking on the phone with the brothers’ friend, Kali Nicholae. “That had better not be the reason you called, Kal, because even for you that’s odd.”
I’m not odd, Wyatt, just opinionated.
Chris grabbed the phone out of Wyatt’s hand. “His room is still a disaster zone, Kal. Any more questions?”
Wyatt orbed the phone out of Chris’ hand back into his own and put it back against his ear. “Ignore him, Kali. He doesn’t understand the importance of a welcoming environment.”
Kali laughed in Wyatt’s ear. Seriously, Wy. Your room is kind of legendary.
“Have you seen the way Chris keeps that room at the club that he had when he traveled back to the past?”
Ah, yes. The infamous trip to the past to keep you from turning evil.
“Hey, he risked a lot.”
Chris smiled as he listened to his brother defend him. It felt really good to have his brother on his side, instead of the two of them fighting. He would do it all over again, if he had to, because his brother was worth it.
And what does he get in return? You . . . and your messy room.
“Seriously though, Kal. Why did you call?”
No reason. I just wanted to check on you two, see how you were doing.
“And . . ?”
Kali laughed on the other end, again. Can’t you just ask?
Wyatt rolled his eyes as Chris grabbed the remote off the TV and settled down on the couch opposite the kitchen.
“Fine. How was your date?”
Chris looked up puzzled and then shrugged. Holding out the remote he turned on the TV and started flipping stations.
Great! Do you know how nice it is to go on a date with someone who I don’t have to hide the fact that I’m a Gypsy from?
“I just might. So you two had a good time?”
Oh yeah.
Chris stopped the TV on a station with the weather report and pretended to watch it while listening to his brother’s end of the conversation.
Wyatt frowned. “He didn’t try anything did he?”
Even Chris heard Kali’s bubbly laughter that time. You are so cute when you get over protective. We had dinner with his parents and sister. Nothing untowardly in that.
Wyatt blinked at the TV and the channel changed. “And afterward?”
And afterward he drove me home and he didn’t even kiss me because there were neighbors watching and it was almost curfew. Honestly, Wyatt. It was our first date. What did you think happened?
Chris noticed that the channel has been changed and looked at Wyatt. The cartoon now on didn’t catch his attention any more than the weather channel had. He pointed the remote at Wyatt and hit the power button.
Wyatt rolled his eyes at Chris. “So nothing happened. Good. Keep it that way.”
Chris pointed the remote at the TV and turned it off.
Sure. For now. I’ve got a paper to work on. I just wanted to let you know how things went.
“Well, if I hadn’t heard from you, I imagine someone else would have mentioned it somewhere in the next week, considering who you’re dating.”
Bye, Wyatt.
“You have anything you want to say to Chris.”
Chris looked over at the sound of his name.
Sorry he has to live with a slob?
“Cute, Kal.”
Report. Talk to you later.
“Bye, Kali.” Wyatt clicked off the phone and orbed it out of his hand onto the phone jack.
“Do the words ‘personal gain’ mean anything to you, Wy?” Chris asked as walked over to the TV and replaced the remote.
Wyatt frowned and scratched his chin as if thinking about it. “Can’t say that they do.”
Chris groaned and slapped his head with the palms of his hand. “Wyatt!”
Wyatt laughed and pointed at the TV next to him. “How about we talk about your choice of entertainment? The weather channel? What’s with that?”
Chris grinned at him and headed toward the door to the kitchen. “I was checking the weather. That’s what it’s for. I’m going to cook some eggs for breakfast. Want any?” Chris disappeared into the kitchen.
Wyatt followed his brother in, saying, “Sounds good. Thanks.”