Chapter Two: A Really Not Great Night!
"How does it look?"
"Ow. It's still pink."
"Is it? Well it god damn well hurts as well." Piper touched her now tender ear, throbbing from when Grams had twisted it non stop for about ten minutes.
"This is ridiculous. Honestly it is. What gives her the right to do this to us? Prue, you're nineteen! You're an adult! You could stand up to her!"
"Are you forgetting this is Grams we're talking about?" Prue said to her littlest sister, "if I ever did anything like that, my head would end up twelve miles from my body." She sighed. "We may as well just stick it out with a smile and hope for the best." She lay on the bed beside Piper.
"Hey who says you get the bed?" Phoebe argued. "This is my room!"
Prue glared at her cooly. "Because you're the one who got us into all this. You don't deserve the bed." She sighed and attempted to get comfortable on Phoebe's single bed. Grams had intentionally locked the three of them in the smallest room with the smallest bed. She silently cursed the woman who had trapped them together for a long hour so far. Five more to go.
"It's for your own good," Grams had said, "since you seem to like spending so much time together you'll almost enjoy this I'm sure." Then the lock had clicked with a last threat: "This isn't over."
Prue sighed and glanced at Piper, who was staring at the ceiling. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Piper said sadly. She closed her eyes.
"Hey," Prue grinned, "what did I tell you about being nosey?"
Piper laughed. "Curiosity killed the cat or what?" She was starting to feel a lot better about the situation. She settled down to try to sleep. Out of the three of them, Piper was easily the most intimidated by their grandmother. All of them were, of course, but Piper's shy nature was far more subject to be threatened by Grams' dominating personality. Unfortunately, just thinking about Grams brought the nervous feeling back into Piper's stomach. Being cooped up together for the night wouldn't even be half of their punishment.
She was awoken by suddenly finding herself falling off the bed! Rough hands grabbed her before she thudded to the ground, and using her arm around her sister's waist, Phoebe manouvered Piper back onto the bed.
"What the hell?" Piper spat angrily.
"Shh!" Phoebe said desperately, attempting to clamp her hand over Piper's mouth but yelping as her sister bit it. "Piper, shut up!"
"Phoebe?" Piper whispered into the dark. Her pumping heart slowed a little.
"Yes! Who did you think it was?" Phoebe whispered back furiously, clutching her injured hand.
"I don't know. You scared me, that's all." Piper said. She looked at the clock. It was half three in the morning. She must've fallen alseep. "What are you playing-" She felt Phoebe's hand cover her mouth before she could finish her sentence. She pawed at Phoebe's had and tore it away. "Quit doing that!"
"Well shut up then!"
Their angry voices prompted a groan from Prue, who was still asleep. Phoebe caught her breath, her body tense in case she woke her sister up, but Prue remained asleep, and began snoring lightly.
Phoebe sighed. "I was just trying to get on the bed. Prue wasn't letting me so I had to wait till she fell asleep before I could get a decent rest. I didn't mean to wake you or anything."
"That's okay," Piper said, "I didn't mean to bite you. Oh, wait - yes I did."
"Piper." Phoebe pleaded.
"I'm kidding Phoebe," Piper giggled. "Now let's try and get some sleep. You don't still kick do you?" She saw Phoebe shrug in the tiny amount of light there was in the room. "Good night."
"Night Piper," Phoebe said quietly, and rested her head between Piper and Prue's.
"Night." Piper whispered back. She attempted to get comfortable, but it was incredibly difficult since she was perched on the end of the bed. Craning her neck, she noticed Phoebe had tactically given Prue a whole half of the bed, which unfortunately meant there was scarcely any space for herself and Piper. She sighed, quietly annoyed, and closed her eyes. Her mood was worsened when Phoebe jerked her foot into her calves. 'I take it she does still kick then' she thought vehemently.
* * *
"Rise and shine girls, you've a lot of work to do before school!" Grams called, yanking the curtain open and whipping the bedclothes off the three sleeping sisters.
Freezing air instantly wrapped itself around the girls, waking them in an extremely unpleasant manner.
"Oh my God!" Prue yelped and subconsciously huddled into Phoebe for warmth. "Grams! What time is it?" she squinted into the light which was attacking her eyes.
"Not a minute after five. Now get up and get dressed. I want to see the three of you downstairs in ten minutes." She stomped out of the room.
Piper rolled over, wincing at the pain in her legs from Phoebe's restless feet. "What's going on?" She blinked several times before realising what was happening. "God I'm sore." She felt her neck click from sleeping in a strange position and her back was begging to be lain on sometihng flat. She gingerly slid onto the floor and lay facing the ceiling, arching her back until the bones clicked. There was a sharp pain, then relief swept over her. "Man that felt great."
"Really? Sounded like something was breaking." Phoebe said apprehensively. "Where'd Prue go?"
Piper looked around Phoebe's room and realised Prue had indeed gone. "Dunno."
Prue reappeared in the doorway, fully clothed. "I was getting dressed. And I suggest you do too. Grams'll get even more pissed if you're late." Piper grimaced, then got up and walked past Prue, who was now staring at the floor.
Phoebe looked at her eldest sister. She had a look about her that Phoebe couldn't really tell what it was. She looked somehow... resigned, defeated. Phoebe disregarded it as nerves for what was going to happen to them. She felt quite sorry for Prue. Nineteen years old, but still controlled by an old woman. Mind you, she was a very vicious and authoritarian old woman, but still, it couldn't be that much fun.
"Come on, Prue," she tried to cheer her up, "I'm sure it can't be that bad!"
Prue smiled. "You're right. I'm sure this'll all blow over really soon."
"Prue, Phoebe, get down here. Now!"
The two sisters' eyes widened at Grams' words.
"Uh oh," Prue uttered.
"Let's, let's go," Phoebe suggested. They hurtled down the stairs to meet Grams in the kitchen. Piper was already there, and she shrugged at them sheepishly.
"Thirteen seconds late. I won't forget this." Grams said, glaring at the two newcomers. "Before I give you your punishment, I want you to make me a coffee. Pronto." And she swept away into the living room.
Prue got to work on the coffee. "Yech. I don't get how poeple drink this stuff. It's disgusting!"
"Hurry up," Grams' voice floated through.
"Never thought I'd say this," Phoebe sighed, "but I really can't wait to get to school."
"How does it look?"
"Ow. It's still pink."
"Is it? Well it god damn well hurts as well." Piper touched her now tender ear, throbbing from when Grams had twisted it non stop for about ten minutes.
"This is ridiculous. Honestly it is. What gives her the right to do this to us? Prue, you're nineteen! You're an adult! You could stand up to her!"
"Are you forgetting this is Grams we're talking about?" Prue said to her littlest sister, "if I ever did anything like that, my head would end up twelve miles from my body." She sighed. "We may as well just stick it out with a smile and hope for the best." She lay on the bed beside Piper.
"Hey who says you get the bed?" Phoebe argued. "This is my room!"
Prue glared at her cooly. "Because you're the one who got us into all this. You don't deserve the bed." She sighed and attempted to get comfortable on Phoebe's single bed. Grams had intentionally locked the three of them in the smallest room with the smallest bed. She silently cursed the woman who had trapped them together for a long hour so far. Five more to go.
"It's for your own good," Grams had said, "since you seem to like spending so much time together you'll almost enjoy this I'm sure." Then the lock had clicked with a last threat: "This isn't over."
Prue sighed and glanced at Piper, who was staring at the ceiling. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Piper said sadly. She closed her eyes.
"Hey," Prue grinned, "what did I tell you about being nosey?"
Piper laughed. "Curiosity killed the cat or what?" She was starting to feel a lot better about the situation. She settled down to try to sleep. Out of the three of them, Piper was easily the most intimidated by their grandmother. All of them were, of course, but Piper's shy nature was far more subject to be threatened by Grams' dominating personality. Unfortunately, just thinking about Grams brought the nervous feeling back into Piper's stomach. Being cooped up together for the night wouldn't even be half of their punishment.
She was awoken by suddenly finding herself falling off the bed! Rough hands grabbed her before she thudded to the ground, and using her arm around her sister's waist, Phoebe manouvered Piper back onto the bed.
"What the hell?" Piper spat angrily.
"Shh!" Phoebe said desperately, attempting to clamp her hand over Piper's mouth but yelping as her sister bit it. "Piper, shut up!"
"Phoebe?" Piper whispered into the dark. Her pumping heart slowed a little.
"Yes! Who did you think it was?" Phoebe whispered back furiously, clutching her injured hand.
"I don't know. You scared me, that's all." Piper said. She looked at the clock. It was half three in the morning. She must've fallen alseep. "What are you playing-" She felt Phoebe's hand cover her mouth before she could finish her sentence. She pawed at Phoebe's had and tore it away. "Quit doing that!"
"Well shut up then!"
Their angry voices prompted a groan from Prue, who was still asleep. Phoebe caught her breath, her body tense in case she woke her sister up, but Prue remained asleep, and began snoring lightly.
Phoebe sighed. "I was just trying to get on the bed. Prue wasn't letting me so I had to wait till she fell asleep before I could get a decent rest. I didn't mean to wake you or anything."
"That's okay," Piper said, "I didn't mean to bite you. Oh, wait - yes I did."
"Piper." Phoebe pleaded.
"I'm kidding Phoebe," Piper giggled. "Now let's try and get some sleep. You don't still kick do you?" She saw Phoebe shrug in the tiny amount of light there was in the room. "Good night."
"Night Piper," Phoebe said quietly, and rested her head between Piper and Prue's.
"Night." Piper whispered back. She attempted to get comfortable, but it was incredibly difficult since she was perched on the end of the bed. Craning her neck, she noticed Phoebe had tactically given Prue a whole half of the bed, which unfortunately meant there was scarcely any space for herself and Piper. She sighed, quietly annoyed, and closed her eyes. Her mood was worsened when Phoebe jerked her foot into her calves. 'I take it she does still kick then' she thought vehemently.
* * *
"Rise and shine girls, you've a lot of work to do before school!" Grams called, yanking the curtain open and whipping the bedclothes off the three sleeping sisters.
Freezing air instantly wrapped itself around the girls, waking them in an extremely unpleasant manner.
"Oh my God!" Prue yelped and subconsciously huddled into Phoebe for warmth. "Grams! What time is it?" she squinted into the light which was attacking her eyes.
"Not a minute after five. Now get up and get dressed. I want to see the three of you downstairs in ten minutes." She stomped out of the room.
Piper rolled over, wincing at the pain in her legs from Phoebe's restless feet. "What's going on?" She blinked several times before realising what was happening. "God I'm sore." She felt her neck click from sleeping in a strange position and her back was begging to be lain on sometihng flat. She gingerly slid onto the floor and lay facing the ceiling, arching her back until the bones clicked. There was a sharp pain, then relief swept over her. "Man that felt great."
"Really? Sounded like something was breaking." Phoebe said apprehensively. "Where'd Prue go?"
Piper looked around Phoebe's room and realised Prue had indeed gone. "Dunno."
Prue reappeared in the doorway, fully clothed. "I was getting dressed. And I suggest you do too. Grams'll get even more pissed if you're late." Piper grimaced, then got up and walked past Prue, who was now staring at the floor.
Phoebe looked at her eldest sister. She had a look about her that Phoebe couldn't really tell what it was. She looked somehow... resigned, defeated. Phoebe disregarded it as nerves for what was going to happen to them. She felt quite sorry for Prue. Nineteen years old, but still controlled by an old woman. Mind you, she was a very vicious and authoritarian old woman, but still, it couldn't be that much fun.
"Come on, Prue," she tried to cheer her up, "I'm sure it can't be that bad!"
Prue smiled. "You're right. I'm sure this'll all blow over really soon."
"Prue, Phoebe, get down here. Now!"
The two sisters' eyes widened at Grams' words.
"Uh oh," Prue uttered.
"Let's, let's go," Phoebe suggested. They hurtled down the stairs to meet Grams in the kitchen. Piper was already there, and she shrugged at them sheepishly.
"Thirteen seconds late. I won't forget this." Grams said, glaring at the two newcomers. "Before I give you your punishment, I want you to make me a coffee. Pronto." And she swept away into the living room.
Prue got to work on the coffee. "Yech. I don't get how poeple drink this stuff. It's disgusting!"
"Hurry up," Grams' voice floated through.
"Never thought I'd say this," Phoebe sighed, "but I really can't wait to get to school."
