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Post by Piper Halliwell on Dec 22, 2010 8:38:12 GMT -5
Son Of A Bitch!! Blood dropped from her finger onto the bench as Piper looked at it. That stupid, stupid knife. It wasn't that she had to cook, but she liked to. She could just get the down stairs resturaunt to whip them up something and have it their in five, but she did not want that to happen. She loved to cook, and more importantly she loved to cook for her boys. But Chris was off with Leo to Europe for the week, so Piper and Wyatt were the only ones their. Sighing, she then put the knife down and sucked on the blood in her finger. Maybe she should ring the restaurant.
"Wyatt? Honey, what do you want for lunch? I'm calling the restaurant", she was saying as she then went to the phone and pressed '1', which is directly to the restaurant. "hey Paulie, I would like it if you could save a table for me and Wyatt in about ten minutes. I'll have a crumbed shnitzel with backed pats and vegetables. Fresh ones remember. Okay thanks, wait a sec. Wyatt? What do you want?", called Piper out to the house, waiting for his reply.
10 year olds these days, what are you going to do....
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