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~then* means a shared thought. Like two people saying the same thing at once. To clear up some confusion, here are the Sentinel marks again:
Ally: Tiger
Mel: Owl
Rachel: Fox
~Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! Cat! Cat! Get it away from me!!~ rang through Mel's brain on the walk home from the bus stop. She shook her head, and twisted her finger in her ear. ~Ooh! Sunflower seeds!~ Mel shook her head again, and began to walk faster. *okay, think rationally, this can't get any weirder.* ~What do you mean, 'be rational'? there are sunflower seeds for crying out loud! Sunflower seeds are better than. Tuna! I must have them!~ Mel broke into a run, this was getting way too weird.
~rude, inconsiderate,~ *Vain, despicable,* Ally thought, ~Stupid* "Al, do you want to lie down?" Prue asked, concerned for her niece's sanity. "Did you consider that this conversation isn't totally unbalanced?" Ally's mouth dropped open, "You really have issues, you know that?!" she told Vega, glaring at her. ~your aunt is particularly odd, did you know?~ *You are particularly odd, you know! you make me sound like a total loon!* Ally thought to Vega, sneering. ~Maybe you are a total loon, and I am just a cruel trick of fate messing with your mind. Did you ever think that?~ Ally's eyes grew round. What if she was right? "Al, what's going on?" Mel asked, "do you hear voices too? Oh, man, now I sound like a loon!"
Prue, meanwhile, was on the phone: "But Paige! It's like, she's talking to herself! What? No, Leo's not painting my room, why do you ask?" She paused. "Right, just come home soon. Oh, flying monkeys! Now Mel's doing it too!" Paige raised an eyebrow, wondering if Prue was lying about the paint.
In a creepy, dripping cave somewhere, the man from P3 was pacing back and forth, appearing to mutter to himself. "Why me? Why the same Charmed Ones that even powerful Belthazor fell for? We shall meet again, Paige Halliwell! You will see."
"Aunt Phoebe! You're the psychic! Tell Aunt Prue that I'm not totally NUTS!" Ally and Mel pleaded with their aunt, who shook for a moment, and said, "Prue, their right. Did anybody remember WHY Prue came here?" "You don't think?" Piper asked, and Paige finished, "The book-writer, uh, guys were right about the whole 'able to talk to the animal's species,' thingy wasn't total bologna. Was it?"
AN: Okay, yeah, it's short, but I'm running low on ideas at the moment, and I don't have as much time to write as much as I'd like to.
Hey, computer mice! See that purple button-uh, square? It's Cheese! Really yummy cheese! So don't listen to your masters and click on it!
~then* means a shared thought. Like two people saying the same thing at once. To clear up some confusion, here are the Sentinel marks again:
Ally: Tiger
Mel: Owl
Rachel: Fox
~Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! Cat! Cat! Get it away from me!!~ rang through Mel's brain on the walk home from the bus stop. She shook her head, and twisted her finger in her ear. ~Ooh! Sunflower seeds!~ Mel shook her head again, and began to walk faster. *okay, think rationally, this can't get any weirder.* ~What do you mean, 'be rational'? there are sunflower seeds for crying out loud! Sunflower seeds are better than. Tuna! I must have them!~ Mel broke into a run, this was getting way too weird.
~rude, inconsiderate,~ *Vain, despicable,* Ally thought, ~Stupid* "Al, do you want to lie down?" Prue asked, concerned for her niece's sanity. "Did you consider that this conversation isn't totally unbalanced?" Ally's mouth dropped open, "You really have issues, you know that?!" she told Vega, glaring at her. ~your aunt is particularly odd, did you know?~ *You are particularly odd, you know! you make me sound like a total loon!* Ally thought to Vega, sneering. ~Maybe you are a total loon, and I am just a cruel trick of fate messing with your mind. Did you ever think that?~ Ally's eyes grew round. What if she was right? "Al, what's going on?" Mel asked, "do you hear voices too? Oh, man, now I sound like a loon!"
Prue, meanwhile, was on the phone: "But Paige! It's like, she's talking to herself! What? No, Leo's not painting my room, why do you ask?" She paused. "Right, just come home soon. Oh, flying monkeys! Now Mel's doing it too!" Paige raised an eyebrow, wondering if Prue was lying about the paint.
In a creepy, dripping cave somewhere, the man from P3 was pacing back and forth, appearing to mutter to himself. "Why me? Why the same Charmed Ones that even powerful Belthazor fell for? We shall meet again, Paige Halliwell! You will see."
"Aunt Phoebe! You're the psychic! Tell Aunt Prue that I'm not totally NUTS!" Ally and Mel pleaded with their aunt, who shook for a moment, and said, "Prue, their right. Did anybody remember WHY Prue came here?" "You don't think?" Piper asked, and Paige finished, "The book-writer, uh, guys were right about the whole 'able to talk to the animal's species,' thingy wasn't total bologna. Was it?"
AN: Okay, yeah, it's short, but I'm running low on ideas at the moment, and I don't have as much time to write as much as I'd like to.
Hey, computer mice! See that purple button-uh, square? It's Cheese! Really yummy cheese! So don't listen to your masters and click on it!