"Are we seriously watching this movie again?" asked Andrew skeptically holding up the movie box.

Matt groaned and eyed his cousin with a questioning look.

Zach folded his arms across his chest and tapped his toe impatiently. "Yes. You both agreed to it already."

Matt threw his hands up in the air and rolled his eyes. "We're being sarcastic. You do remember what sarcasm is, right? If I'd known getting a girlfriend would make you dumber, I'd have thought twice before pushing you into asking Rebecca out."

Andrew laughed but quickly turned it into a hacking and unconvincing cough when he caught sight of the glare Zach gave him. "Sorry, man."

Zach turned his attention to his younger cousin. "You're a fine one to talk. Last time Sophie was here you couldn't put two words together."

Matt smirked. "Yeah, well, she was wearing that short skirt. You can't blame me for losing track of things."

Zach and Andrew gagged.

"Gross, Matt," said Andrew.

"Yeah, she like my sister," continued Zach.

Matt stood up. "Whatever, dudes. I'm getting some."

Zach grabbed the nearest throw pillow and chucked it at the retreating form of his cousin. Matt instinctively dodged out of the way and bumped into Piper who was loaded down with grocery bags.

"Oof."

Matt reached out and caught his grandmother's flailing arm, steadying her. "Sorry, Grandma."

Piper patted Matt on the shoulder. "Watch where you're going next time, pumpkin."

Matt pulled a face. "Enough with the nicknames, please?"

Piper smiled and shook her head. "Not on your life. That picture of you is still one of my favorites."

"I know," mumbled Matt, hanging his head in defeat.

Piper waved her hand by way of greeting. "Help your grandmother with the grocery bags, Matt."

Matt took the majority of the offered bags and shuffled his way behind his grandmother in the direction of the kitchen.

Andrew put the movie down by the television set and joined Zach on the couch. "Are we seriously watching that movie?"

Zach nodded. "Yes. It's one of Rebecca's favorites."

"Doesn't mean we have to watch it ever single time she comes over," argued Andrew. "It gets old for those of us who actually watch the movie."

Zach's cheeks reddened a fraction, and he got a smug look about him. "Please, you never watch the movie. Ever since you and Danny got together you're constantly texting each other. Even when you're in the same room you're texting each other."

Andrew defiantly kept his face neutral. "We do not!"

Zach arched an eyebrow. "And don't think I don't know what you're texting. I saw you in the bathroom earlier."

Andrew covered his face. "You didn't!"

"Next time, remember to lock the door. Please, and thank you. I do not need those images in my head."

Andrew cringed. "Sorry."

Zach shrugged. "Eh, not the worst thing I've seen, I guess."

Andrew punched his best friend. "Jerk!"

Zach rubbed his shoulder. "Ow!"

"I didn't hit you as hard as you deserve," said Andrew unapologetically.

Matt rejoined them. "Grandma want to know if we want anything more than popcorn and drinks tonight?"

"COOKIES!" shouted Andrew automatically. "THANK YOU, MRS. H!"

"YOU'RE WELCOME, ANDREW!" yelled Piper from the kitchen.

Andrew leaned back, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You know, some days I wonder if you're friends with me just because you want my grandmother's cookies," said Zach jokingly.

Andrew smiled dreamily. "It is a huge point in your favor. It makes up for me having to put up with this idiot."

Matt stuck out his tongue childishly. "Whatever, asshole!"

Zach chuckled. "Did you invite Kenny?"

Matt still eyeing Andrew slowly shook his head. "Nah, I was going to, but he said he had something on before I had a chance."

Zach pocked Andrew. "And you? When's Danny going to join us for one of our Friday nights?"

Andrew scrunched up his nose. "Um-never?"

Zach's eyebrows flew up. "Really!"

"Yeah, it's nothing against you, but..." Andrew shifted uncomfortably.

Smirking, Matt sat on the loveseat. "Is Mr. Popular too high and mighty to slum it with the Halliwells?"

Andrew scoffed. "NO!"

"Then why not invite him?" asked Zach innocently.

"He's got practice on a Friday."

"You can do better than that," teased Matt. "Swim team practice ends at six."

Andrew glared at Matt. "How the hell do ou know that?"

Matt smugly grinned. "I have my ways."

"How..." started Andrew.

Zach interrupted, "Susan Torres is on the swim team. She's been trying to get together with Matt. Now, back to Danny."

Andrew eye's widened. "Is she crazy? Sophie will go all karate on her ass."

Matt laughed. "Sophie knows she can trust me."

Zach coughed. "Yes, great for you. Danny!"

Andrew sighed. "He doesn't like the whole magic thing, ok? It's not that he hates witches or anything. It's just he feels like it puts me in danger being a mortal in a house under constant demon attacks."

"The attacks are hardly constant! We're only attacks twice today."

Matt pointed at the grandfather clock. "Yeah, even the clock isn't smashed up. It's been at least a week since we had to repair it."

Andrew nodded and put his face in his hands. "I know. I know, but he's got his mind made up. So for the time being, he's not going to be hanging out here a lot. Can we drop it?"

Zach bit his tongue, holding back a retort in defense of his family. "Yeah, of course."

Andrew sighed. "Thanks."

"So, any chance of switching up the movie?" asked Matt timidly.

Zach narrowed his eyes. "You really hate the movie?"

Matt shook his head. "No. I don't hate the movie. I used to love it. It was one of my favorites, but there's got to be a limit. Even the most diehard fan has a breaking point, Zach."

Zach heaved a sigh. "Fine. What do you think we should watch?"

"A scary movie," suggested Matt quickly. "One with lots of parts where the girls want to hide their faces in our shoulders."

Andrew shook his head. "Nope, I veto that idea."

Matt gave Andrew a sad face. "Aww, come on, man. I'm sure Zach won't mind you using his other shoulder."

Andrew growled. "I'm not the one who gets scared."

Matt's eyes brightened. "Then, it's perfect!"

Zach leaned forward, putting himself between his two best friends. "Thrillers aren't really Rebecca's thing."

Matt whined. "How can that not be? They're the perfect date night movie genre. They're entertaining for the dude, and the girl gets to huddle up close to their date."

"Thrillers are not date night movies. Date nights are meant to be romantic," said Andrew.

Matt shuddered. "Don't ever suggest we watch a romantic comedy. I'll turn you into a sea slug. Sophie tricked me into seeing that remake of that one with a bazillion different storylines. Worst movie ever."

Andrew clapped his hands together. "The remake wasn't terrible, but the original is the best. Easily one of the top ten movies of all time."

Zach slipped off the spot on the couch and tiptoed out of the room. He could tell the argument was going to be a long one and ultimately pointless. He headed to the kitchen. Without hesitation, he hugged his grandmother who was in the middle of mixing cookie dough.

"Oh, that's nice," said Piper.

Zach leaned on the counter beside her. "Need any help?"

Piper shook her head. "No, I'm good. How are you?"

"I'm good," said Zach with a smile. "Everything is good."

Piper nodded along. "Matt and Andrew behaving?"

"They're arguing over which movie to watch tonight. Are the twins still spending the weekend with their friend from India?"

Piper shrugged. "I'd assume so. I've not heard anything different."

Zach fell silent for a moment lost in thought. "Do you think things will ever be normal again?"

Piper studied her oldest grandchild. "Eventually."

Zach gave her a half smile. "Did you ever feel like you shouldn't feel happy? Every time I think about how good everything is, I get this gnawing feeling in my gut."

"Oh, munchkin." Piper hugged him. "You can't ever feel bad about being happy. There may be moments when things get bad. It's the happy times that make everything we do worthwhile."

Zach bobbed his head and smiled. "I'm just being silly. Thank you for the cookies."

"You're welcome," said Piper and watched him walk back out of the kitchen.