Prue and Phoebe barely had time to dive out of the way before the jar hit the floor. Just one more second in the spot where they had been standing, dumbfounded, and the jar would have fallen on them.
But there was no time to be dumbfounded now. They both rushed over to Piper. She was laying on her stomach, not moving.
"She's breathing." Prue said, then checked her pulse. "She's alive, but she's pretty cut up and she's unconscious."
"Look out!" Phoebe screamed as Yulix's foot approached them.
Prue grabbed Piper and rolled with her; Phoebe had dived in the opposite direction. They both moved just time, they heard the crunching of glass under Yulix's foot.
"Are you okay?" Prue yelled, looking over his foot at Phoebe.
"Yes, but I think I got some glass in me." Phoebe called back.
"I did too." Prue said and brushed away some small shards that had attached to her jeans.
"I think we better move!" Phoebe yelled.
Before Prue could ask why, another foot was coming down. Prue barely had any time to move before the giant foot crushed her spot.
"Help me with her." Prue called to Phoebe, lifting Piper up under the arms.
Phoebe sprinted over and picked up Piper's legs. They raced off as fast as their tiny legs would carry them.
"You won't get away!" Yulix said.
"He's...right...you...know." Prue panted as they sat by the bar.
"What do you...mean?" Phoebe asked.
"He's big. We're little. We've got to hide or he'll squash us. We can't rely on being lucky forever."
"You're right." Phoebe said. "But where are we going to hide?"
"He knows we're here, so..." Prue looked around. "Hide behind the bar. Behind the bottles."
Prue and Phoebe lifted up Piper and they scurried across the floor to get behind the door. Their actions didn't go unnoticed by Yulix.
"Naughty little witches." Yulix said, an evil smile forming on his face. He strode behind the bar and they had no time. They slipped under through a crack just in time. They heard Yulix scream with rage and then more glass shattered.
"Someone's having a tantrum." Phoebe said.
"Well, we better hide here until we figure out a good plan. Ow." Prue said, then dabbed at a cut over her eye with her sleeve.
"That cut looks nasty." Phoebe said.
"Yeah, well..." Prue said and peeked out and jumping back. "Piper's worse."
"What're we going to do?" Phoebe asked. "I feel like The Littles."
"What?" Prue asked, she was distracted by Yulix's feet. He seemed to be pacing back and forth.
"The Littles, you know, the tiny little cartoon people with tails." Phoebe said and sat Indian-style next to Piper.
"Oh yeah." Prue said and sat across from her.
"Hiding sucks." Phoebe muttered.
But there was no time to be dumbfounded now. They both rushed over to Piper. She was laying on her stomach, not moving.
"She's breathing." Prue said, then checked her pulse. "She's alive, but she's pretty cut up and she's unconscious."
"Look out!" Phoebe screamed as Yulix's foot approached them.
Prue grabbed Piper and rolled with her; Phoebe had dived in the opposite direction. They both moved just time, they heard the crunching of glass under Yulix's foot.
"Are you okay?" Prue yelled, looking over his foot at Phoebe.
"Yes, but I think I got some glass in me." Phoebe called back.
"I did too." Prue said and brushed away some small shards that had attached to her jeans.
"I think we better move!" Phoebe yelled.
Before Prue could ask why, another foot was coming down. Prue barely had any time to move before the giant foot crushed her spot.
"Help me with her." Prue called to Phoebe, lifting Piper up under the arms.
Phoebe sprinted over and picked up Piper's legs. They raced off as fast as their tiny legs would carry them.
"You won't get away!" Yulix said.
"He's...right...you...know." Prue panted as they sat by the bar.
"What do you...mean?" Phoebe asked.
"He's big. We're little. We've got to hide or he'll squash us. We can't rely on being lucky forever."
"You're right." Phoebe said. "But where are we going to hide?"
"He knows we're here, so..." Prue looked around. "Hide behind the bar. Behind the bottles."
Prue and Phoebe lifted up Piper and they scurried across the floor to get behind the door. Their actions didn't go unnoticed by Yulix.
"Naughty little witches." Yulix said, an evil smile forming on his face. He strode behind the bar and they had no time. They slipped under through a crack just in time. They heard Yulix scream with rage and then more glass shattered.
"Someone's having a tantrum." Phoebe said.
"Well, we better hide here until we figure out a good plan. Ow." Prue said, then dabbed at a cut over her eye with her sleeve.
"That cut looks nasty." Phoebe said.
"Yeah, well..." Prue said and peeked out and jumping back. "Piper's worse."
"What're we going to do?" Phoebe asked. "I feel like The Littles."
"What?" Prue asked, she was distracted by Yulix's feet. He seemed to be pacing back and forth.
"The Littles, you know, the tiny little cartoon people with tails." Phoebe said and sat Indian-style next to Piper.
"Oh yeah." Prue said and sat across from her.
"Hiding sucks." Phoebe muttered.