Paige's Diary Part 3
I wouldn't have thought it possible, but things went from bad to worse for Phoebe and Cole. He got all kicked out the other night after the wedding from hell, and no one knew where he went.
The next day, Phoebe was all "I have to find my lying scoundrel of a fiancé because I still love him." So we tried scrying, which of coarse did zilch since he'd powerless again (for now) so we set out on foot.
We were checking all these motels, and finally we find one where the guy thinks he's housing Cole. It's this cheep, sleazy place that rents rooms by the hour, and the guy forks over a key after Phoebe goes all psycho on him. I think this has scarred her for life.
We go upstairs and hurl the door open. Sure enough, it's Cole. He's in the cheep motel bed completely naked (whoa, full frontal Cole!) and he's not alone. There is some bleached blonde tramp with him, and she's got on some really risqué under wear and is smoking a cigarette. Cole sits up, remembers his small problem with the missing clothes and pulls up the sheet, and starts in with the typical, "Phoebe—I can explain!"
The girl gets up and pulls on this itsy bitsy skirt and a leather jacket and it all, "I'd better go, Cole."
"Bye, Bambi," he says. What kind of name is Bambi? She is so a hooker.
"Bambi?" Phoebe says all I'm-about-to-mutilate-you. "Bambi! You slept with a cheap skank named Bambi on what was supposed to be our freaking wedding night???" She's really angry. (Well, duh.)
"Phoebe, I--" but he seems to be having trouble thinking of something to say.
I think Phoebe did a pretty good job of not flipping. All she did was pick up a lamp, hurl it at Cole's face, and call him several expletives. Then she stormed out of the room. She could've totally gone evil-psycho- chick/witch, which I think would've been pretty harmful, but she took the normal people approach.
Piper goes after Phoebe, and I stand there a minute and then follow. Cole was struggling with his pants (he's really not a crisis person; the pants were totally dominating him) and a minute later he runs down the hall barefoot and shirtless calling her name. She simultaneously ignores him and uses some more expletives, also giving him the finger.
Cole gives up right then. We get home (unfortunately, Phoebe got behind the wheel and nearly killed us all in her rage) and up to that point Phoebe has just been mad as hell. As soon as we get in the door she collapses on the sofa sobbing. What a nightmare. I don't know if she'll ever recover.
Cole called about an hour later. Piper answered, cussed him out some, and hung up. He called back approximately two seconds later. I answered this time. He sounded distraught.
"I don't think now is a good time," I said, looking at Phoebe who was sobbing and screeching curses in turn. He tried to protest, but I said, "Nice talking to you, boss!" and hung up. Things are really bad now.
I just hope no demons attack anytime soon, because I don't think we could handle that right now. Phoebe hasn't left her room in like three hours, and Piper is fighting with Leo (a sure sign of trouble in the Halliwell paradise.) Poor Phoebe. I hope she'll be okay.
I wouldn't have thought it possible, but things went from bad to worse for Phoebe and Cole. He got all kicked out the other night after the wedding from hell, and no one knew where he went.
The next day, Phoebe was all "I have to find my lying scoundrel of a fiancé because I still love him." So we tried scrying, which of coarse did zilch since he'd powerless again (for now) so we set out on foot.
We were checking all these motels, and finally we find one where the guy thinks he's housing Cole. It's this cheep, sleazy place that rents rooms by the hour, and the guy forks over a key after Phoebe goes all psycho on him. I think this has scarred her for life.
We go upstairs and hurl the door open. Sure enough, it's Cole. He's in the cheep motel bed completely naked (whoa, full frontal Cole!) and he's not alone. There is some bleached blonde tramp with him, and she's got on some really risqué under wear and is smoking a cigarette. Cole sits up, remembers his small problem with the missing clothes and pulls up the sheet, and starts in with the typical, "Phoebe—I can explain!"
The girl gets up and pulls on this itsy bitsy skirt and a leather jacket and it all, "I'd better go, Cole."
"Bye, Bambi," he says. What kind of name is Bambi? She is so a hooker.
"Bambi?" Phoebe says all I'm-about-to-mutilate-you. "Bambi! You slept with a cheap skank named Bambi on what was supposed to be our freaking wedding night???" She's really angry. (Well, duh.)
"Phoebe, I--" but he seems to be having trouble thinking of something to say.
I think Phoebe did a pretty good job of not flipping. All she did was pick up a lamp, hurl it at Cole's face, and call him several expletives. Then she stormed out of the room. She could've totally gone evil-psycho- chick/witch, which I think would've been pretty harmful, but she took the normal people approach.
Piper goes after Phoebe, and I stand there a minute and then follow. Cole was struggling with his pants (he's really not a crisis person; the pants were totally dominating him) and a minute later he runs down the hall barefoot and shirtless calling her name. She simultaneously ignores him and uses some more expletives, also giving him the finger.
Cole gives up right then. We get home (unfortunately, Phoebe got behind the wheel and nearly killed us all in her rage) and up to that point Phoebe has just been mad as hell. As soon as we get in the door she collapses on the sofa sobbing. What a nightmare. I don't know if she'll ever recover.
Cole called about an hour later. Piper answered, cussed him out some, and hung up. He called back approximately two seconds later. I answered this time. He sounded distraught.
"I don't think now is a good time," I said, looking at Phoebe who was sobbing and screeching curses in turn. He tried to protest, but I said, "Nice talking to you, boss!" and hung up. Things are really bad now.
I just hope no demons attack anytime soon, because I don't think we could handle that right now. Phoebe hasn't left her room in like three hours, and Piper is fighting with Leo (a sure sign of trouble in the Halliwell paradise.) Poor Phoebe. I hope she'll be okay.