izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2009-03-14 09:36 am
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Roswell, Saturday morning

Wyatt had turned up shortly after Isabel had called Parker and they'd had a good laugh over the thought of what would happen if they suddenly turned up at Parker's door. Valuing life and limb, they'd instead headed off to Roswell as promised to meet her family for her parents' anniversary dinner.

It had been a wonderful evening, surrounded by family and friends. Which only got better when she'd gone to sleep late that night curled up with Wyatt, content with their plans for the next day.

Plans that were no doubt going to change after a wee Isabel woke up, stared at the boy in her bed for a long minute and then screamed.

"MOMMY!!!!!"

[For the wee boyfriend and potential massive SP]

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-14 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Wee!Wyatt woke up and stared at the girl. His eyes widened, and up came his protective shield. Hopefully it would protect against girl germs.

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-14 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Diane Evans hadn't heard Isabel call out like that since she was a little girl. Which probably should have given her a clue about what to expect when she opened the door.

"Oh my..."

"Mommy!" Isabel cried out once more as she scrambled out of the bed and ran to her mother. "Wyatt's in my bed!"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-14 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"She's in my bed!" Wyatt said.

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-14 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Life would have been so much easier if she and Phillip had just insisted on separate beds. But somehow she doubted they would have seen Isabel quite as often. Diane wasn't that old. She knew why they turned up as often as they did.

"Well it doesn't matter who was in who's bed since it's time to get up anyway. Who feels like pancakes?"

"With tabasco and maple syrup?" Isabel asked eagerly.

Diane wrinkled her nose, still unimpressed by that particular taste combination. "Of course sweetie."

"How about you Wyatt? Do you like pancakes?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes!" Wyatt said. "But no tabasco. Blech."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel stuck her tongue out at Wyatt. "It tastes yummy!!!" she insisted.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Yuck!" Wyatt insisted.

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Different people have different tastes," Diane said in her best mom voice. "That doesn't mean they're wrong. Now the two of you be nice or you'll be spending time in time out."

"Yes mommy," Isabel said quietly. She didn't like time out.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt didn't like time outs either, so he would usually orb somewhere. But for now, he said, "Yes, ma'am."

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
She was going to take pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. And more then likely tease Isabel and Wyatt endlessly when this wore off. Diane had a momentary shiver of fear at the thought that maybe it wouldn't before she remembered some of the stories Isabel told about the other times this had happened. So yes, endless teasing.

"Come on downstairs then. You can set the table while I get breakfast ready." And while she called Max and Michael to come over and boggle.

Isabel was hungry so she liked the sound of that plan. "I'll race you," she told Wyatt, then turned and raced out the door.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Like she could beat orbing. Wyatt orbed down to the kitchen and was waiting when Isabel got there.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"That's cheating!!!" Isabel yelled when she got to the kitchen. "No fair!!"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Nuh uh," Wyatt said. "I win!"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't count," she insisted. "Because I can't do that. When you race you have to do the same thing!"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Then you gotta learn to orb," Wyatt said smugly.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I can't orb," Isabel told him. "But I can do this."

This being TKing the dishes on the counter across the room.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I can do that toooooooo," Wyatt said, and tried to TK the dishes back.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm doing it!" she insisted. "Stop pulling on them! They're going to...."

CRASH!

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't do it!" Wyatt said immediately.

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The sound of breaking dishes had Diane quickly hanging up the phone and hurrying to the kitchen where she quickly checked to make sure everyone was uninjured.

"Okay, both of you. No powers. Otherwise we're not going to have enough dishes for breakfast." Or at least not till Max got there to fix things.

"I can fix it Mommy!" Isabel declared, then quickly demonstrated by grabbing a handful of plate shards. Possibly not the wisest thing to do.

"Ouch!"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can fix her," Wyatt said, looking up at Diane. "But I gotta use my powers."

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"That would be wonderful sweetheart," Diane smiled. "Isabel, let Wyatt fix your hand. This way you won't have to wait till Max gets here."

Eyes solemn, Isabel listened to her mother and held her hand out to Wyatt.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyatt took Isabel's hand in his and concentrated. Golden light surrounded their hands, and when Wyatt looked up again, the wound was healed.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Isabel said shyly.

The puppy love she'd had for Wyatt last year when he was still big, suddenly became just as strong for wee Wyatt.

Off to the side, Diane tried not to smile to broadly as she wished for her camera.

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome," Wyatt said, just as shyly.

[identity profile] alien-in-laws.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay you two," Diane chuckled, herding Wyatt and Isabel away from the broken dishes and over to the table. "Sit here while I start breakfast."

Which would be the point Max and Michael rushed through the kitchen door. Too many years of danger and worry had been triggered by Diane's brief and cryptic phone call. "What's wrong? What's going on?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi," Wyatt said, waving.

[identity profile] emo-alien-king.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
So the danger was two little kids. One of whom looked an awful lot like Isabel when she was younger.

"Hi," said Max, ever so eloquently. "Mom? What's going on?"

Sometimes Max really missed the obvious.

"Apparently your sister and Wyatt have turned into little kids," Diane explained. "Guess who's going to help me keep then entertained?"

"What do you think Wyatt? Would you like to play ball with Max and Michael?"

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2009-03-15 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyatt grinned, and in response, he made a glowing ball of blue lights appear in the air between him and Max and Michael.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-03-15 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel grinned as well.

It was going to be a fun day.