Myths and Legends

//7//

Pryce didn't think his plan through.

He did everything on impulse; the plan to sneak out to the mall, somehow convince Phoebe- the goody-two shoes Phoebe- to go along his plan and swiping Phoebe's sketchbook.

All of the profane words that Pryce knew were repetitive cycled through his head at a rapid rate as he desperately flew through the halls of his home.

It wasn't until he barely dodged Phoebe's flames that burned from her raging aura, by the feathers of his wings. 

Oh boy was she mad.

Pryce knew better than to take things from Phoebe and Seth- especially those that were precious to them. Many childhood memories that happened in similar fashions would have taught Pryce better, but then again, he wasn't the best student.

"Oh no you don't! No flying in the house!" Chandler scolded loudly, as he grabbed Pryce's leg, which would be remarkable due to the speed that Pryce was flying at, but just another day for a single parent for Chandler.

"Where do you think that you're going in such a hurry, young man?" Chandler questioned, holding Pryce upside-down by his ankle.

"U-hum funny story, but not a lot of time- Phoebe is gonna kill me if I don't hide." Pryce explained sheepishly and quickly, hoping too cut this conversation shorty and further his distance from Phoebe.

Chandler raised an eyebrow at Pryce, mostly unimpressed with his (lack of an) explanation.

"Any why would she want to kill you?" He inquired, hinting to Pryce that Chandler already had a few guesses as to why he was currently flying for his life.

Pryce puffed out his cheeks as he averted his gaze to the side, guiltily avoiding making eye contact.

He incoherently mumbled what he did, causing Chandler to roll his eyes at Pryce's behaviour and antics.

"Mind repeating that in a more clearer voice?" Chandler prompted, his tone having a hint of annoyance.

Before swallowing the pill of accepting a small defeat, a wave of heat hit the two and cams stomping with her golden eyes glowing ferociously.

"He stole my sketchbook!" Phoebe shouted, seething angrily. "Just so he could sneak off to the mall!"

Chandler had a few ideas in mind for his reaction: either drop Pryce and back away slowly to avoid Phoebe's wrath, or be the parent and resolve their issues in a manner-full way.

Then again, Chandler was aware of Pryce and (mainly) Seth having resentful and bitter feelings towards Chandler and his parenting tactics as of lately. So, Chandler decided to help the two work things out.

"Phoebe Ann, you simmer down that temper of yours before you burn down another carpet!" Chandler warned her, meaning business by using her middle name. 

Phoebe immediately calmed herself by letting out a huff of breath. Her eyes ceased their golden glow and her hair returned to its original and darker shade. The temperature that she was letting off was back to normal and Pryce and Chandler shared a sigh of relief.

But then unexpectedly dropping Pryce to the ground, Chandler sternly looked at him.

"Now Pryce Andrews-" Chandler began, giving Pryce the same attack of his middle name, but was cut off by Pryce recognizing his tactic.

"Aw Chandler, you really need to bring in the middle names? I get that I'm in trouble." Pryce whined.

"Yes I do, or else this will go way above your head." Chandler retorted, "You're on thin ice, young man. You cannot drag others into your 'spur of the moment' schemes and then steal their things to make a point. One more instance of you misbehaving and I will not hesitate to bench you from any missions or free lance activities outside my house." He warned with a stern tone.

Finally seeing no other option but to accept defeat, Pryce sighed and apologized to Phoebe and Chandler. Seeing that the situation was finally peacefully diffused, Chandler let go of Pryce's ankle, letting him drop to the floor.

"Ow-wuh!" Pryce grunted as he hit the floor with a thud.

Chandler smirked and then looked at Phoebe, "Phoebe would you mind grabbing your purse?" He inquired.

Phoebe gave him a confused look, "Uhm sure? But why?"

"Because you are the only one that I can trust to hold onto the money and fairly split with the others. I have a feeling that you won't all want to go into the same stores." He chuckled, "While she does that, Pryce, do you mind grabbing Seth and your sister and informing them that you may go to the mall for the afternoon?" 

Pryce's face immediately lit up in joy and he jumped up to his feet, saluted Chandler and dashed off to find Seth and Ursa.

Phoebe giggled at Pryce's excitement and thanked Chandler for giving them a break and went off to find her purse in her bedroom.

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Walking along the sidewalk, Phoebe and Seth walked close together to evenly distribute the money that Chandler had given Phoebe before they left, and Pryce and Ursa were following not far behind them.

"One hundred thirty.. one hundred fifty..there!" Phoebe counted the final bills that she passed to Seth and looked at him with a victorious smile that she gave the right amount. "It works out!"

"Yep." 

Pryce groaned loudly behind them, "Yeah that's great, now can me and Urs have our share?" 

Seth shook his head, "Last time we trusted you with more than twenty bucks, you wasted it all in the span of ten minutes at a rigged arcade game. You know instead of buying something that you'd actually need." 

"But I did need those glow in the dark headphones in the claw machine!" Pryce cried, then crossed his arms and pouted, "At the time."

Ursa giggled at her brother, only for Phoebe remark, "Oh you're no better, Ursa. You keep wasting your money on makeup that you don't need or knowhow to use!" 

"Well how am I going to know how to use it for picture day or school dances if I don't know how to use it?" Ursa huffed after being called out.

"You are literally twelve!" Phoebe exclaimed.

"Not for long!" Ursa attempted to defend herself, but the others laughed at her.

"For awhile longer, Urs." Seth chuckled.

"Now you guys are making me excited to start high school! I won't be stuck you guys attacking me!" Ursa pshed, pouting like her brother was earlier. 

"You will if Chandler insists we walk to school, which is forty five more minutes of walking." Seth commented, "I was surprised he even let us go out, with money that we didn't earn."

"Pffft." Phoebe knowingly fake laughed, "Sorry, not like we've been given chores to do everyday that we aren't training."

"I put in my fair share." Seth mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"We should really get a maid." Pryce commented in a relaxed tone.

"Oh yeah like we really need one." 

As they continued to walk towards the mall, what went unnoticed was the disguised figure that was sitting on a bench that the kids just pasted.

"So.. they are here.."