Title: "Trapped"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Although she knows better, Prue continues to allow herself to be trapped.
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Author's Note: 244. That's the number of stories that were sitting on my hard drive collecting dust because I lack the energy and time to take care of them as I once did. My betaing pattern has always been to write, then type up if written on paper, the story, read it aloud to my beloved Jack and our children, editing as I go, and then finally format and post. Sadly, this part is simply taking too much of my time and energy, and my beloved Jack and I have too little time together in person these days to be able to keep up with my stories. So what to do? Give up writing? I actually considered it for a while, tried to make excuses to myself other than the large number of stories collecting cyber dust on my computer, as to why I lacked the energy and Muse to write new tales. And then, with the turn of the new year, I decided to stop running and face the problem. The problem is, quite frankly, that once one gets so bogged down in formatting and editing that writing is no longer a pleasure but the actual posting of those writings becomes a hassle and - egad! - work, it's time to cut something out, and that will never be the writing process. So, in short, yes, there will be mistakes in this tale. Yes, it's missing about half of the header information I usually include. But I wrote it for pleasure and am posting it in hopes of sharing that pleasure with others. Do with it as you will.

She knows it's a trap. She gets trapped like this every so often. She should know better. She should know to make herself scarce before it can spring after dinner, but despite the numerous times Prue's fallen into this trap over the course of her lifetime spent with her beloved sister, she continues to still fall prey to it today. She stares at what she knows she can not defeat as Piper fixes her with a trembling lip and big, begging, puppy dog eyes. Prue sighs as she caves. "Okay. I'll do the dishes."

Piper's frown is gone instantly, replaced by a big grin that makes Prue's smile chase back over her own face too. "But, afterward," she warns her sister sternly, catching her love's jaw in her hands and looking squarely into her brown eyes, "we do what I want to do."

"You bet," Piper agrees without hesitation. They both know they'll enjoy their second dessert, to be held in Prue's bedroom. Of course, Prue also has to agree that she enjoyed the feast Piper just cooked for her, and doing the dishes is a small price to pay to get to eat like that. Piper winks, laughs, and pushes Prue toward the sink. "Hurry up so we can get there."

Her laughter is contagious, sparking Prue's giggle. "Oh, I will," she assures her, her eyes dancing, "and then I'll show you that, no matter how good that cake is, nothing is better than sex."

"Not with us," Piper agrees.

The End