Cole, Darryl, and Leo were all incredulous when the others filled in the details. Vincent even had to demonstrate his powers a few times to get them to believe it; conjuring and then vanquishing a squirrel, shattering a glass and then reassembling it, teleporting Darryl right into the middle of a session of Japanese parliament (much to the great surprise of the Japanese politicians; Vincent made sure to give a verbal command for them to forget what they had just seen), etc. When they were still doubtful, Vincent finally gave them direct verbal commands which they found, to their chagrin, they were unable to disobey. It did not fly too well with Cole and Leo when Vincent told them (much to the sisters' delight, actually) to kiss each other on the lips, but it finally got them to understand the situation.

Eventually, it was agreed that the Charmed Ones should try to send Vincent back to his own universe, but it was going to be difficult. It was not even certain that it was possible (Vincent had even tried sending himself back by command, but found that he couldn't), and it would take at least a few days to come up with a potion that might be able to do the trick.

The meeting ended. Darryl left, Leo got called by one of his charges, and Cole shimmered out, since he was still being pursued by demon bounty hunters working for the Source. For sleeping arrangements, Vincent was given blankets, a pillow, and the downstairs couch.

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The next morning, Vincent awoke to find the sisters seated at the dining room table, eating a delicious breakfast. He gladly obliged when they offered him some; he had not eaten ever since eating the cookies Phoebe had offered him in the attic. Phoebe and Piper were already finishing, so they stood up and took their dishes to the kitchen, leaving Prue (who was wearing a white tanktop and a loose pair of pajama pants) and Vincent alone at the table.

"Anyone ever tell you that you snore?" asked Prue as the writer sat down.

"Other than my friends, my parents, and all four roommates that I've had at college?" he replied uneasily; just being around Prue put him on edge. "Nope."

"I could hear it all the way upstairs," she said. "At first I thought a pig with nasal congestion had wondered its way into the house." This pushed Vincent over the edge, causing him to lose his temper.

"Get fucked, Prue! On second thought, don't; I wouldn't want you to have the pleasure!"

"You'd better undo that command, Vincent! I will kill you if I have to go the rest of my life without sex!"

"Oh, if you're nice to me, I might undo it before I go back to my world," replied the writer, flashing her an evil grin.

"You two really have some issues to work out, you know that?" remarked Piper from the kitchen. Both Vincent and Prue sighed in response.

Vincent decided to change the subject. "Hey, Piper, is P3 open tonight?"

"Definitely, we're having the Deadites play tonight."

"Alright, then, would you mind if I went?"

"No, that's fine, just make sure to not give any kind of command; in fact, it'd probably be best if you didn't talk at all."

Vincent turned to Prue. "Do you or your sisters need me around here for anything? I was thinking I'd go downtown today."

"Well, other than lifting the no-sex-for-me ban, no. I think we could stand to not be around each other for a while." She stood and bent over to gather up stuff from the table, allowing Vincent to notice something. He decided to be just a tad crueler.

"That's a nice leopard-skin thong you're wearing, Prue."

Prue squeaked and pulled up her pajama pants. Her face grew red, especially when she heard her sisters in the kitchen snicker at Vincent's comment. She raised her hand, prepared to deal another blow to his face.

"So, Prue, how's a life of celibacy sounding?" Vincent smirked. Prue put her hand down and stomped out of the room.

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Vincent found that shopping was actually quite fun when one could just simply command that money be formed out of nowhere. He went from store to store buying new clothes (he had brought only the clothes on his back when the Charmed Ones summoned him). He could have simply formed new clothes on his body if he wanted, but he was actually having fun just browsing through the stores, plus he needed an excuse to get out of the house for a while. He even stopped by the movie theater and watched Kill It Before It Dies; he knew from having watched the Charmed Ones on television that it was Phoebe's favorite movie. A little overrated, he thought, but entertaining.

Eventually, he noticed that it was getting on towards evening, and he decided that he needed to get back to the house. He teleported himself by command (taking great care that nobody would notice), then went inside, showered, and changed clothes.

Finally, he arrived at P3, where a bouncer was checking people at the door. Commanding that a ticket be created, he made it through the door.

Unfortunately, it would definitely not be a night without its troubles.

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A/N: The main purpose of this chapter was basically to cover the time gap between the last chapter and the next one, so forgive me if you didn't find it that good. I plan to make the next one a lot more fun. I know I've been especially cruel to Prue in my fic so far, but fear not; I will probably start being cruel to the others as well in the next chapter.

The band (the Deadites) that I mentioned in this chapter is a fictional band; I intended their name to be a tribute to the Evil Dead trilogy.

As usual, feedback is highly appreciated.