Phoebe and Prue stand by the cooker, a pot simmering slightly with various herbs and other items in there, bubbling slightly. Prue picked up a rat tail, eyeing it sceptically.
"Look, Piper can do this, so we can, right?" Phoebe asked Prue, who was still looking at the rat tail,.
"Of course we can." Prue replies, snapping out of her daze and dropping the rat tail into the pot. Both witches lean over the pot, waiting to see what would happen. "Nothing's hap-" Prue was stopped mid-sentence as the concoction exploded in a cloud of smoke, knocking the two sisters back, into the kitchen table.
"Dammit!" Phoebe coughs, bending over at the horrible smell.
"Wha- what are you guys doing?" Speaks a voice from the door. Prue looks up as the cloud dissipates, and she spots Piper, one eyebrow raised.
"Trying to make a potion, duh." Prue replies, upset over the failure of their exploits. Piper frowns and steps into the kitchen.
"Watch it, missy." Piper pats Phoebe on the back, who stops coughing shortly after. "What are you trying to make? I can help." Prue glanced over at Phoebe, and Phoebe shrugged back at her. Prue turned to face Piper.
"A love potion." Prue admitted. Piper scoffed in laughter.
"With a rat tail? Forget it, I'm not helping you." She turned and started towards the door, but stopped when the youngest Halliwell reached out for her sleeve.
"Please, please, please?" Phoebe asked, giving her best puppy dog eyes to Piper, who eventually caved.
"Fine. But, we have to go get new rat tails. Come on, I'll drive. Piper leaves, grabbing the keys off the table, and Prue closely follows, leaving Phoebe for a few seconds, who clutches at her head as a premonition hits her of a house exploding. Her mind cleared up to Piper yelling. "Phoebe! Come on!" Phoebe would have to make sure to tell them at some point.
Piper picks up a bin lid, looking for a rat behind a bar, when Phoebe squeaks and jumps back.
"Eww, this is gross!" Phoebe complained, wiping her hands on her jeans.
"Why are we doing this?" Prue complained, joining Phoebe.
"Because you wasted perfectly good rat tails." Piper lifted up another bin lid and jumped backwards, shrieking, and she throws her hands open, freezing the rat that ran over her feet.
"I'm sorry, was that a shriek, 'metal heart'?" Prue gasped, mocking Piper with the nickname.
"I do not have a metal heart. I have a tough middle sister exterior that rats can break through. And spiders." Piper glared at her sisters.
"That's just-" Prue started to mock Piper for her fear, when a massive explosion sounded from the street. "What was that?!"
"Something close by, let's go!" Piper almost shouted, innocents come first, always.
"Piper wait!" Phoebe shouted. Piper stopped to turn round. "Unfreeze the rat."
"Oh, yeah." Piper nodded and waved her hand at the rat, and it blew up. "…Same difference."
"Come on!" Prue shouted, pulling the other two towards the explosion.