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Phoebe Halliwell ☼ Charmed for Life (thirdcharmed) wrote in wariscoming,

When she heard the voice, Phoebe's dark head raised, and she smiled slowly, looking him over. "Hello, Clark. So nice to see you." She was practically licking her lips. Moving to her feet, she held the book carefully.

"Glad you could make it. I'm nearly done finding the spell I think will work." She had no problem with doing something that normally she wouldn't even attempt alone.

Before she could even think of telling him what might happen or begin the spell, she heard an oh-so familiar sound accompanied by a bright flash of blue and white light. Looking to her right, she saw that it wasn't who she had expected. "Wyatt. You really are your parents' son." She pouted. "They're so good at ruining the fun, too."

The book disappeared in her hands and she shook her head in disappointment. "Didn't we raise you in the future to help people? Clearly, Clark here has something that he doesn't want anymore. So why don't you be a good little boy and run along, letting your aunt deal with this?" While the words may have made sense, her tone wasn't quite as sweet as it could've been.