Disclaimer: OK, I'm over here, wondering what the point of this is but I figure...hey, its a traditions so here goes: I don't own Charmed. *Waits for the applause* Alright, so that wasn't real flashy and I didn't use big words, but the least you could do is pretend to be happy....
AN: Hey, people! Thanks for reading!
Starring Piper: Twin!!! Of COURSE I noticed our other reference! I love incorporating our own language into stories...all the confusingness. I'm just glad I'm in on the jokes. :) Thanks for reviewing even though you didn't have to. Since I ended up having to email you the chapter and all...*glares at stupid ff.net* They still won't let me into the second chapter of Issues and Despair! I really really NEED to read that story! :( oh well, eventually they HAVE to let me into it. Right?
HalliwellGirls: There ya are!!! Hey, welcome back! Thanks for still reading. I'm having problems with chapter 3 as well. Hopefully eventually it will work for you. If not, let me know, I'll email it to you or something.
Kristen's Paige: Awwwww, thanks! *giggles* My sister thinks I'm an awesome writer :)
Lara-Beth: heya!! the sun AND the moon? wow. hey guyz, what's happening? thanks for the reviews!!!!!!!!!!
Prue left her the results of the hour of shopping in the car, locking the door behind her. Trudging through the cemetery, she wondered how Piper and Paige were coming with her list. She'd purposely slammed it down on the counter before leaving so that they would see it and, hopefully, do something to get further down. Right now, she had something she needed to do, despite her conscience making her feel guilty for snapping at her sisters and then not doing anything herself. She reached her sister's gravestone and stooped to place the wildflowers she'd pick on the top. Ignoring the feeling that she needed to get home, that someone was crying out for her, she tucked her hair behind her ear and hunkered down until she was eye level with the lettering on the tombstone.
"Hey, it's me. Listen, I came here to tell you that we're going to get you back. I know, I know," Prue said softly, almost hearing Phoebe's disapproval, "I said I'd let you go, but I just can't. See, I've always had this idea that you would outlive me. Technically you did, but let's not dwell on technicality. This is the thing. I want you here with me for a lot longer than you were. So, I've found a way to have that. Well, not just me, Piper and Paige too. We never realized that we couldn't live without you until we had to try it." Prue paused collecting her thoughts. It felt so good to think that Phoebe was listening, that she could still talk to her little sister.
"You know...Piper is kind of outnumbered without you in the house. Paige and I have taken over. All the stubbornness and all...She needs you to come back and even it out. OK?," Prue asked, lightly tracing the letters spelling out her sister's name, "We aren't doing very well. You probably won't believe me, but I cannot do this. I've always been able to take control, I've always been independent. I told myself I didn't need anyone. I was wrong. I need you. More than ever now because this family is falling apart. I am falling apart." Why did this hurt so much? Then she saw her, a clear image in her mind. She was saying something to Piper, laughing wildly. Something about her face made it clear they were teasing each other. The picture faded and Prue wiped at the tears on her face angrily.
"You should never have left us without you, damnit. DAMN YOU! We cannot survive when you aren't here. Didn't you know that? Didn't you?," Prue screamed, crying harder. This was too much. Blinded with the tears in her eyes, she stormed back to her car. She struggled with the key, and finally got the door unlocked.
"Geez, how much did she put on that list?," Paige demanded, finishing the last few vanquishing potions.
"Well, aside from wanting every vanquishing potion in the book made, labeled, and duplicated, she wrote 'Memorize spells in BOS'," Piper started, with an opinionated murmur from Paige mixing with her words, "She wants that damn all-purpose spell. She wants us to try to brush up on our "martial arts"...She wants us to conquer the world..." Paige half-laughed at this.
"Let me guess, she wants this all done today right?," Paige asked, with a partial smile. Piper winked at her, trying like hell to hold on to the almost normal mood she was in.
"Actually we missed the deadline...It was like, five minutes ago," Piper joked back. Paige was stopped from commenting by the forceful slamming of the Manor door. In stalked Prue, her expression enough to scare anyone.
"Prue? Have you been cry-", Piper started to ask.
"No, have you been working?," Prue shot back snidely. Paige glared at her, wishing she had the nerve to insult her. With the way Prue was looking, she wouldn't have the courage for a long, long time....
"Actually, we have. What were YOU doing while we slaved away over this damn list you pushed on us?," Piper demanded, her temper flaring.
"I was...," Prue trailed off, the anger fleeing from her, "I went to the cemetery. To talk to Phoebe." Paige hurried around the counter to hug her sister.
"No, please," Prue said, holding up a hand, "I don't want to break down right now. We have to concentrate at the moment." She squeezed Paige's hand, softening her words.
"Alright, Prue," Paige whispered, "But we're here...if you need us."
"I know," Prue told her, then assumed a 'let's get down to business' look, "How much do we have left?"
"Prue...about that," Piper started, "Are you serious about memorizing the spell in the Book of Shadows?" Prue shot her a scorching look, and Piper raised her eyebrows. "I'll take that as a yes.."
"We could just memorize the ones we've never had to use," Paige suggested, trying to cut down on some of the work load.
"No. We have had demons attack after we vanquished them. We are going to do them all," Prue declared hotly. Piper shook her head. This was going a little too far. Sighing, she resigned herself to pleasing her older sister. Even if it meant memorizing every damn spell in the Book of Shadows.
Naruk watched them. The Silly witches thought that they would be protected if they just prepared enough. But he knew. Nothing would prepare them for what was coming. No matter how many protection potions they made, or spells they memorized, it would never be enough. He would make sure of that. For now, he would leave them to their scrambling around. Later, though, they would regret everything. There was just one thing they were overlooking...He had their souls, their sister's soul in his possession. All it would take was one mistake. Just one...
AN: sorry for the really brief chapter, but I am struggling with writer's block. AGAIN. It's because of this crazy dream I had about my twin and I trying to vanquish him. Now he's out to get me. I guess I'll just ask Houdini to make me disappear with him. Maybe I'll find my ideas for this story in the gutter...well, have a nice day! and please Review!!!! *laughs inside head with twin*
AN: Hey, people! Thanks for reading!
Starring Piper: Twin!!! Of COURSE I noticed our other reference! I love incorporating our own language into stories...all the confusingness. I'm just glad I'm in on the jokes. :) Thanks for reviewing even though you didn't have to. Since I ended up having to email you the chapter and all...*glares at stupid ff.net* They still won't let me into the second chapter of Issues and Despair! I really really NEED to read that story! :( oh well, eventually they HAVE to let me into it. Right?
HalliwellGirls: There ya are!!! Hey, welcome back! Thanks for still reading. I'm having problems with chapter 3 as well. Hopefully eventually it will work for you. If not, let me know, I'll email it to you or something.
Kristen's Paige: Awwwww, thanks! *giggles* My sister thinks I'm an awesome writer :)
Lara-Beth: heya!! the sun AND the moon? wow. hey guyz, what's happening? thanks for the reviews!!!!!!!!!!
Prue left her the results of the hour of shopping in the car, locking the door behind her. Trudging through the cemetery, she wondered how Piper and Paige were coming with her list. She'd purposely slammed it down on the counter before leaving so that they would see it and, hopefully, do something to get further down. Right now, she had something she needed to do, despite her conscience making her feel guilty for snapping at her sisters and then not doing anything herself. She reached her sister's gravestone and stooped to place the wildflowers she'd pick on the top. Ignoring the feeling that she needed to get home, that someone was crying out for her, she tucked her hair behind her ear and hunkered down until she was eye level with the lettering on the tombstone.
"Hey, it's me. Listen, I came here to tell you that we're going to get you back. I know, I know," Prue said softly, almost hearing Phoebe's disapproval, "I said I'd let you go, but I just can't. See, I've always had this idea that you would outlive me. Technically you did, but let's not dwell on technicality. This is the thing. I want you here with me for a lot longer than you were. So, I've found a way to have that. Well, not just me, Piper and Paige too. We never realized that we couldn't live without you until we had to try it." Prue paused collecting her thoughts. It felt so good to think that Phoebe was listening, that she could still talk to her little sister.
"You know...Piper is kind of outnumbered without you in the house. Paige and I have taken over. All the stubbornness and all...She needs you to come back and even it out. OK?," Prue asked, lightly tracing the letters spelling out her sister's name, "We aren't doing very well. You probably won't believe me, but I cannot do this. I've always been able to take control, I've always been independent. I told myself I didn't need anyone. I was wrong. I need you. More than ever now because this family is falling apart. I am falling apart." Why did this hurt so much? Then she saw her, a clear image in her mind. She was saying something to Piper, laughing wildly. Something about her face made it clear they were teasing each other. The picture faded and Prue wiped at the tears on her face angrily.
"You should never have left us without you, damnit. DAMN YOU! We cannot survive when you aren't here. Didn't you know that? Didn't you?," Prue screamed, crying harder. This was too much. Blinded with the tears in her eyes, she stormed back to her car. She struggled with the key, and finally got the door unlocked.
"Geez, how much did she put on that list?," Paige demanded, finishing the last few vanquishing potions.
"Well, aside from wanting every vanquishing potion in the book made, labeled, and duplicated, she wrote 'Memorize spells in BOS'," Piper started, with an opinionated murmur from Paige mixing with her words, "She wants that damn all-purpose spell. She wants us to try to brush up on our "martial arts"...She wants us to conquer the world..." Paige half-laughed at this.
"Let me guess, she wants this all done today right?," Paige asked, with a partial smile. Piper winked at her, trying like hell to hold on to the almost normal mood she was in.
"Actually we missed the deadline...It was like, five minutes ago," Piper joked back. Paige was stopped from commenting by the forceful slamming of the Manor door. In stalked Prue, her expression enough to scare anyone.
"Prue? Have you been cry-", Piper started to ask.
"No, have you been working?," Prue shot back snidely. Paige glared at her, wishing she had the nerve to insult her. With the way Prue was looking, she wouldn't have the courage for a long, long time....
"Actually, we have. What were YOU doing while we slaved away over this damn list you pushed on us?," Piper demanded, her temper flaring.
"I was...," Prue trailed off, the anger fleeing from her, "I went to the cemetery. To talk to Phoebe." Paige hurried around the counter to hug her sister.
"No, please," Prue said, holding up a hand, "I don't want to break down right now. We have to concentrate at the moment." She squeezed Paige's hand, softening her words.
"Alright, Prue," Paige whispered, "But we're here...if you need us."
"I know," Prue told her, then assumed a 'let's get down to business' look, "How much do we have left?"
"Prue...about that," Piper started, "Are you serious about memorizing the spell in the Book of Shadows?" Prue shot her a scorching look, and Piper raised her eyebrows. "I'll take that as a yes.."
"We could just memorize the ones we've never had to use," Paige suggested, trying to cut down on some of the work load.
"No. We have had demons attack after we vanquished them. We are going to do them all," Prue declared hotly. Piper shook her head. This was going a little too far. Sighing, she resigned herself to pleasing her older sister. Even if it meant memorizing every damn spell in the Book of Shadows.
Naruk watched them. The Silly witches thought that they would be protected if they just prepared enough. But he knew. Nothing would prepare them for what was coming. No matter how many protection potions they made, or spells they memorized, it would never be enough. He would make sure of that. For now, he would leave them to their scrambling around. Later, though, they would regret everything. There was just one thing they were overlooking...He had their souls, their sister's soul in his possession. All it would take was one mistake. Just one...
AN: sorry for the really brief chapter, but I am struggling with writer's block. AGAIN. It's because of this crazy dream I had about my twin and I trying to vanquish him. Now he's out to get me. I guess I'll just ask Houdini to make me disappear with him. Maybe I'll find my ideas for this story in the gutter...well, have a nice day! and please Review!!!! *laughs inside head with twin*