Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 30, 2008 23:05:51 GMT -5
Chapter Four - Threats Only a Mom Would Use
Future – Saturday, May 29, 2027
Wyatt and Chris were seated at the table in their kitchen. Wyatt was working on finishing a partly eaten omelet. Chris had a fried egg and toast. Both brothers had glasses of orange juice.
Wyatt looked up from his food. “Are you heading over to the restaurant later?”
Chris shook his head as he looked up from his egg. “No. Mom gave me the day off. She told me to do something fun or else.” Chris smiled at his last words.
Wyatt snickered. “Or else? Exactly what did Mom threaten you with?”
“You know the usual.”
Wyatt gave his younger brother a look. “The usual? I don’t know what that is for you, but anything that is for me doesn’t apply. Mom has threatened to bind my orbing, but while you orb, too, you wouldn’t mind near as much as I would. She has threatened to set Cilly on my date if I have one. You haven’t had a date in a while, too busy with school and work, which by the way no longer works as an excuse. She has threatened to clean my room, which Kali thinks I should take her up on, but wouldn’t affect you since your room is spotless.”
Chris laughed. “Let’s see, if she threatened me with the no orbing, yes, that would bug me. Second point, you haven’t had a date in a while either, because you are scared that Cilly will meet her and prove that you are the wrong guy for her. You are right about the clean room threat though. I would not care one bit, but she wouldn’t have anything to clean, so not relevant.”
“So what did she say?”
Chris got a wry look on his face as he bobbed his head. “Baby pictures.” Chris took another bite of his egg.
Wyatt looked at his brother in surprise. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it and stared at Chris.
Chris looked up wondering why Wyatt wasn’t responding. He smiled when he saw the look on his brother’s face. “Do you have plans today?”
Wyatt shook his head.
“You do now.” Chris took a quick drink of his orange juice.
Wyatt raised an eye brow and looked at Chris expectantly. “What’s up?”
Chris put down his glass. “I was thinking we could head down to the library. I have some stuff I want to look up.”
Wyatt gave him a look. “I thought Mom ordered you to have fun.”
Chris nodded. “She did and I will.”
Wyatt gave him a doubtful look. “Research?”
“Yep.”
“Chris?”
Chris looked at Wyatt.
“What are you researching?”
“Old missing person reports.”
“Why?”
“So we know what to look for when we hunt the demon.”
Wyatt frowned. “What demon?”
“The one who took the missing people, of course.”
Wyatt rolled his eyes. “Exactly how long ago was this if we are looking at police reports in the library. They don’t have anything from this century there, Chris.”
Chris nodded. “I know. According to Pat, this dates back to the sixties.”
Wyatt’s jaw dropped just a little. “The nineteen sixties?”
Chris gave him a look. “No, the eighteen sixties. Of course the nineteen sixties.”
“You are aware that these people have been missing over sixty years?”
Chris nodded. “Some of them. Are you coming or not?”
Wyatt sighed. “Fine. There just had better be a demon on the other end of this search.”
“There will be.”
“Are you sure no one else has . . .” Wyatt began, but Chris interrupted him.
“I’m sure, Wy. Finish your breakfast so we can get going.”
Wyatt looked down at Chris’ plate and realized that over the course of the conversation Chris had finished eating, while Wyatt’s omelet was still only half finished. Chris picked up his plate and headed toward the small half room they called a kitchen.
Chris turned and looked at Wyatt over the counter. “Be quick will you. I’d rather fight this demon in day light.”