A couple of weeks had gone by, and Dan hade made no progress with the
children, apart from Wyatt, who now trusted him completely. But he needed
to get all three of them on his side. He had bought the house next door
again, but spent most of the time at Piper's house. He quickly realised
that Leo was away working a lot.
'Great,' he planned. 'This is working out better than I thought. If I just do this right, it is going to be so easy. Family ties are only so strong, nothing that can't be broken up with a few well-chosen words to the right people.'
His only problem was the girls. None of them had forgiven him for 'pretty like flowers'. How was he supposed to know that they fancied themselves as wicked witches instead of princesses? Really, any other girl would be PROUD to be 'pretty like a flower'! But the problem still remained. How was he to gain their trust? Then the solution suddenly dawned on him
'Candy!' he thought excitedly. 'The way to any child's heart is through candy!' Things were definitely working out for him.
---
"Can I have more candy?" asked Emily sitting on Dan's lap. "Please, Uncle Dan?"
"Sorry sweetheart," he stroked her hair fondly. "Uncle Dan has run out of candy. Come back any day you want, and I promise to have a huge bowl of candy, just for my favourite Emily!"
Little did Emily know that he smiled not from affection for her, but from pleasure knowing that his plan was working.
'Two down,' he thought, 'and one to go.'
---
"Now," Mellie asked looking through the BOS. "What can we do to Lover Boy next door?"
"We're not supposed to use magic to punish guilty or for personal gain!" Nellie protested. "Consequences, remember."
Mellie smiled. "Ah, but this isn't punishing guilty or personal gain. Think of it as a security measure. I mean, scary hair, an obsession for a girlfriend, and a high level of jealousy combined with high level of IQ and, WHAM, innocents beware, the Demon of Other's Wives is out to steal your girlfriend."
Nellie fell off her chair laughing.
"Now will you help me or not?" asked Mellie impatiently. "Because if you are, you're not exactly helping, lying there on the floor and wriggling like a worm."
"Sorry," Nellie laughed and dried her eyes, which had become watery from the laughing. She went over to Mellie and the Book.
"We might do something to his hair!" she suggested. "I'm pretty good at writing spells. Oh, let's see . It isn't good, but
'Where we go we see Dan's horrid hair
Take away this cause of despair'," Nellie recited.
The two girls laughed outright.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you," Mellie choked between snorts.
---
Dan woke up. He had had a bad night and felt terrible. He got himself out of bed and into the bathroom. He washed his face in cold water to wake up properly. Now, on to his hair. He took the large bottle of grease from the cupboard and stood in front of the mirror. His face fell. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Dan's hair was gone.
'Great,' he planned. 'This is working out better than I thought. If I just do this right, it is going to be so easy. Family ties are only so strong, nothing that can't be broken up with a few well-chosen words to the right people.'
His only problem was the girls. None of them had forgiven him for 'pretty like flowers'. How was he supposed to know that they fancied themselves as wicked witches instead of princesses? Really, any other girl would be PROUD to be 'pretty like a flower'! But the problem still remained. How was he to gain their trust? Then the solution suddenly dawned on him
'Candy!' he thought excitedly. 'The way to any child's heart is through candy!' Things were definitely working out for him.
---
"Can I have more candy?" asked Emily sitting on Dan's lap. "Please, Uncle Dan?"
"Sorry sweetheart," he stroked her hair fondly. "Uncle Dan has run out of candy. Come back any day you want, and I promise to have a huge bowl of candy, just for my favourite Emily!"
Little did Emily know that he smiled not from affection for her, but from pleasure knowing that his plan was working.
'Two down,' he thought, 'and one to go.'
---
"Now," Mellie asked looking through the BOS. "What can we do to Lover Boy next door?"
"We're not supposed to use magic to punish guilty or for personal gain!" Nellie protested. "Consequences, remember."
Mellie smiled. "Ah, but this isn't punishing guilty or personal gain. Think of it as a security measure. I mean, scary hair, an obsession for a girlfriend, and a high level of jealousy combined with high level of IQ and, WHAM, innocents beware, the Demon of Other's Wives is out to steal your girlfriend."
Nellie fell off her chair laughing.
"Now will you help me or not?" asked Mellie impatiently. "Because if you are, you're not exactly helping, lying there on the floor and wriggling like a worm."
"Sorry," Nellie laughed and dried her eyes, which had become watery from the laughing. She went over to Mellie and the Book.
"We might do something to his hair!" she suggested. "I'm pretty good at writing spells. Oh, let's see . It isn't good, but
'Where we go we see Dan's horrid hair
Take away this cause of despair'," Nellie recited.
The two girls laughed outright.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you," Mellie choked between snorts.
---
Dan woke up. He had had a bad night and felt terrible. He got himself out of bed and into the bathroom. He washed his face in cold water to wake up properly. Now, on to his hair. He took the large bottle of grease from the cupboard and stood in front of the mirror. His face fell. He couldn't believe his eyes.
Dan's hair was gone.