The Talmadge.

"Well, at least you thought to bring an umbrella." Cordeila said, as the night sky poured down buckets.

"Hey, I said I was going to re-watch the episode."

"Only took you a week 'after' we started jumping into the show." She said as they hurried into the lobby. "So what's the sitch?"

"Okay, blond witch upstairs, setting up a prayer circle, lighting waaay to many candles with her fingers, creepy Jeremy lurking outside waiting till she finishes so he can stab her." Xander ran her through it.

"Why are all badguys the same? I swear, lurking, waiting for jump scares, its as lame as vampires always saying 'looks like dinner' or some other badboy 80s wannabes. I'm so over it."

"So…, are we going upstairs to try and stop him or stab him….?" So far all they'd been doing, other then trying to get dry, was lurking in a soon to be dead woman's apartment building.

"Can't stab him with his own knife. That way lies 'us' getting less then gently poked with a blade." But thinking about it, he knew Queen C had a point.

"Actually…"

"What?" She'd known him since they were six years old, he had a 'but' face.

"There's a cut scene back to the manor after warlock Jeremy does the deed. Then our favorite detectives show up rather quickly. I'm not sure how much time we actually have."

"I am sooo not spending another episode answering questions for dumb & dumber. The pilot was your idea. I thought you said it'd be easier to steal their powers when they barely had them?"

Cool as all this way, they weren't any closer to actually getting anyone's powers. And Cordeila Chase wasn't one for wasting time.

"Lets hit the elevator." He gestured to her to follow as he hit the button. "We're going to have to make this quick. Warlock Jeremy will leave through the window, we go in, grab the knife, then head to 'Ristorante."

"What's that? I thought Piper worked at Quake."

"I dunno, it's been a while since I watched the whole way through. Piper goes there as a job interview, cooks some French douche pasta and accidentally freezes him."

The doors finally opened, and Xander headed towards the dead witches apartment. Which as luck would have it, the door was still open. Apparently warlock Jeremy didn't exit through the window.

"So Piper's it then? We start with her. Okay." Cordy nodded to herself, rolling her shoulders, trying to get hyped up.

"Its fine. Once we grab the knife and get away from any of the main characters, it should take about 20 minutes for the show to reach that point. Plenty of time with jump scenes."

Entering the apartment, it wasn't hard to find the body.

"Well, she doesn't look like she's trying & failing to hold her breath." Xander said, trying to stay upbeat but the frown on his face gave away his feelings.

Cordeila knew how he felt. Sims character or not, she looked very real and very dead. "Lets just grab the knife and get out of here. We can take care of creepy Jeremy when we have the witches powers."

"God," the dark haired teen said with a grimace, "he left it…in her."

While Xander was retrieving the athame, Cordeila was petting the cat. Poor thing, losing her master. She really wished there was a way to take the kitty with her.

Maybe when they had the witches magic, she could shrink the cat with a spell and hold the kitty in her palm before the episode ended? That might work.

"Got it. Lets get out of here. It wont be long before this place is swarming with cops." He said while entering the kitchen, where Cordy was pouring the cat a drink of water her it's bowl.

Waiting for her to finish and sit the water down, he ran the bloodied blade under the facet. It was gross enough taking the murder weapon out of the blond witch, he didn't want her sticky blood all over it.

"Now, who might you two be?" A voice called from deeper in the apartment, a smirk evident playing around his lips.

"I need a shower." Cordeila said as they exited the episode, yet again without a single power to call their own.

"Right there with ya." Xander hadn't liked it either.

"On the plus side, your quick words probably saved us from fighting a guy who sets things on fire with his fingers & creates wind tunnels." He called out to his girlfriend as she headed up the basement stairs. No doubt focused on that shower.

"Don't remind me." She'd always been quick on her feet, but she hadn't expected for warlock Jeremy to actually believe they were warlocks too trying to shoulder in on his 'kills'. "The whole thing is just too gross."

Playing watchers to the Charmed Ones was cool, playing creepy Jeremy's back up hadn't.

She left Xander waiting outside his bathroom door, the sound of the shower spraying soon filled the room.

"Yeah. As much as I know they aren't real, and you know it….its hard seeing them lying there." The pocket dimension looked, and smelt, and felt too real to just keep going.

Shouting over the water she called out, "So we're agreed?"

"Yeah," the lone male scooby answered her, "I can't stab one of the sisters. Not when they just look so 'real.'" But where did that leave them?
Still at the mercy of princess Buffy and her bad attitude? Just waiting for her to start dating the next creepy crawly that'd get a walk on its bad behavior?

"Ah, it's my turn to come up with the plan," Queen C said as she exited, hot steam following as she walked out in a towel and still dripping hair.

Xander was momentarily distracted by the vision that was a mostly naked, and completely soaked Cordeila Chase.

"Stop perving on me a sec and listen up," though the 100 walt smile she sent him made it clear she didn't mind the attention.

"We know they keep Jeremy's power sucking knife…"

"Athame."

"….whatever. Probably in the attic with their book of spells. So that's the target. We get the knife, and stab the monster of the week."

"A lot less morally objectionable. But a lot more dangerous."

"Really? Because if I remember correctly, and seeing as I wasn't distracted by the season being bras optional, most of the villains of the week were pretty….well trash." She pointed out before casually dropped the towel and beginning to dress.

Allowing himself to savior the freebee, Xander locked eyes with his girlfriend and did the gentlemanly thing and turned around. With reluctance.

A lot of reluctance.

"Um…ahh…"

"I didn't know this would make you non-verbal." Now he could hear the smirk in 'her' voice.

"No, no, nope, just…eh….trying to gather my thoughts." Think about baseball, think about ducks, not caramel skin and breasts that a superhero would envy.

"You can turn around now, goof. I'm PG rated." Though in his opinion, the short skirt and low top she'd finally donned into wasn't something he'd think a kids movie would let in.

"Now, badguys. All of them sucked. Easy pickins. If we can stab vampires, we can stab that assortment of losers."

"Yeah, I dunno Cor. Sure, most of the freaks of the week weren't tough but they also didn't have powers to steal. Or steal easily."

"Explain it to me."

"Okay," Xander was going to have to re-watch the entire season now. But off the top of his head," the second ep had some guy stealing youth. It was pretty lame. A trio of shapeshifters move in across the street, very bad make-up and a stupid power."

"A ghost, a guy using a computer to enter dreams, demon brides with no real powers, a demon in a mirror…not really stab-able…" He continued.

"A couple warlock bosses take over Prue's job, the only real guy with juice was in the flashback episode to their ancestor. I can't remember his name, but he could 'blink' from place to place and copy any power used against him."

"That sounds perfect. Teleportation and all we need to do is just enter episodes and pick fights to get powers." She said from her place on his bed, propped up against his headboard.

"Um, yea..eh no. You're killing me here, Cor."

"Little old me?" She said in an overly sweet voice.

"Yes you, minx," thinking more about Salem Guy, "he copies powers used against him, sure. But Prue & Piper's powers are hardly lethal. I doubt he could take a fireball to the face. And besides, they put him in a locket. So maybe he can't be killed that easily."

"So….there isn't any badguys even worth stabbing?" Silly hemline, she thought with a grin….let me just pull it up.

"Come on." He said in a tortured voice.

"What? At least I'm worrying panties tonight. Now, any badguys worth a damn?"

"Theres the Fear Demon. But he's waaay out of our league. Knock off werewolf, a woogy man, more warlocks with shit powers, anti-cupid? Evil cop with energyballs & screaming power…he's a good choice, but kinda hard to stab a cop. And a guy that reruns time."

Toned legs now akimbo," well….lets put a pin in that for now."

"Yes, ma'am."