There's something strange about Wyatt's orbs. It seems slower, and larger. When Wyatt materializes, Chris realizes why. He's 250 lbs, at least! He's even holding fast food and watching the demons inflate with laughter.
"Hey, Chris, I thought we agreed to always do that spell toge--"
Wyatt finally looks at Chris and stops.
"What happened to you?"
"What happened to me, what happened to you? You're huge!"
"Yeah, and you're not!"
"What do you mean?"
"Chris, I saw you this morning. You were bigger than me! Did a spell backfire or something?"
"What? No. I just came back from the past and -- why would a spell backfiring make me skinny?"
Wyatt eyed Chris suspiciously. "Where are the creaky steps at the Manor?"
Chris paused. "Uh, three from the top at the attic, four from the main hallway, and every third one going down into the basement. Wait, unless Dad fixed the one by the attic."
Wyatt continued eyeing Chris suspiciously, and began slowly circling, which almost involved waddling. "Okay, so if you're a shapeshifter you're bad at it, but you know the manor."
"I'm not a demon," Chris protested, "I'm just from the past. Or, from a different future by way of the past."
"Wait... what?"
"I had to go back to stop Gideon from turning you evil."
Wyatt let down his guard and laughed.
"I know man, I'm just messing with you."
"Oh thank God. So why glamour yourself fat?"
Wyatt laughed. "Oh, this isn't a glamour. It's just fun. Now let's get you back to... you."
Wyatt grabbed his brother's hand and orbed them back to the Manor kitchen, where Chris was rather shocked to see himself sitting at the table, eating ice cream. A 300 lb version of himself.
"What? How?"
Fat Chris explained. "Well, Aunt Phoebe told us you'd be coming back soon. And from what she told us about her trip to the future, it sounded like you'd take the place of whatever Chris was already here, in the different future. I didn't want to lose the brother I know, so we changed his identity. That way, when you came back, you came back as yourself."
"That... makes sense, actually."
Fat Chris smiled and kept eating his ice cream.
"Nothing else does, however."
Wyatt sat down at the table and indicated for skinny Chris to do the same. He then conjured a large plate of brownies and started in.
"Why are you guys so fat?"
"Tactful as ever," Fat Chris said.
"Oh leave you alone. He's just surprised everything's changed so much. Here, this'll help."
"Brother from another time,
Lost in his different rhyme,
show him the ropes of this clime."
Skinny Chris glowed, and when the light disappated,
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