Wyatt had decided to give Isabel a call. As one does.

But when she picked up the phone, before he could say hello, he -- what else -- began to sing.

No other face would take you off my mind ( Read more... )

After making plans to visit his mother -- the Piper who actually gave birth to him, not the Piper he met at Fandom -- later in the week, Wyatt figured he'd better talk to Isabel and tell her about it. Because if he didn't, he'd be all angsty about turning evil and she'd kick his ass. That and he needed someone to talk to, someone who wasn't Chris ( Read more... )

Sprawled on his bed and watching TV -- well, the TV was on, but he was flipping through the channels, unable to find anything to hold his interest -- Wyatt had drifted off to sleep. He had been feeling unsettled all day for reasons unknown, though he knew part of the reason had to be his recent experience with the portal. The world he'd found ( Read more... )

After a busy weekend of demon- saving and alien-smiting, Wyatt decided he should fill his mother in on what had been going on. So he picked up his phone and dialed her number.

[For phone call to cookinggeek but also open.]

There was a plan.

It may not have been a good plan. But it was a plan.

But they would need the Power of Three, well, two thirds of it at least. So before going to the common room to play charades, Wyatt called his mom.

Wyatt should've been enjoying the Superbowl.

However, after seeing his aunt run off with the Source of All Evil, he felt it was more important to call Piper.

He paced his room as he dialed his mother's number and waited for her to pick up.