Paige's last comment earned her a whole round of
"Duh!,"s, and she turned bright red and said, "Well excuse
me!" Luckily for her, her cell-phone rang, and relieved for
the chance to leave the room, she answered it.
The message the call brought, however, was chilling and cold- hearted. "I know for whatever reason Miss I'm-So-Important- That-I-Can-Blow-Off-Work, didn't show up today, it's definitely a good one!" It was just Cowan. A very angry, bitter Cowan, but still, just Cowan. Paige felt her lungs start working again, and she sighed, "Okay, I blew off work, but I had to." Paige scrambled for an excuse, she couldn't tell her boss that she'd spent the whole day in a magic shop, looking for mandrake root! "Go shopping." Was her lame excuse, and Cowan countered, "Shopping? You miss a whole day on this case, for shopping?! What on Earth for?! What takes a whole stinking day to shop for?!" "What. for?" Paige realized her mistake, "Uh, vegetables?" she said hopefully, and bracing herself for the tidal wave, three, two, one. "Vegetables?! You miss a whole day for vegetables!? But, but, why?" "Vegetables?" Ally mouthed incredulously, having walked into the room. "Uh." Paige, for once, was at a loss for words. Ally rolled her eyes, changed her voice, and used telekinesis to bring the phone to her. Once it was safely in her hand, she said in her 'Paige' voice, "Oh, I don't feel so good." dropped the phone to the floor, and made a overly- dramatic stage fall onto the floor, and clicked off the phone. "Drama queen," Paige said, and folded her arms. "Okay," Ally agreed, "but you got to admit, it worked." Brushing off her hands, she stood up and walked out of the room.
In the next room, Phoebe burst into laughter, "She's so like you! Except for the whole, I'm a Charmed one and you're not thing," Even Piper joined in the laughter, exclaiming, "Vegetables? Not even Leo could spend a whole day shopping for vegetables!" Prue, still laughing hard, choked out, "I'm dead for crying out loud, and I know better excuses!" Paige shot them all a death glare and said two choice words. Duct tape.
Hours later, Phoebe, Piper, and Prue were hanging from the chandelier in what seemed like silver cocoons. "You had to bring up the vegetables," Piper said, flailing about in her cocoon. "Well, excuse me for breathing!" Phoebe answered, "You had to bring up Leo, didn't you? Now he won't get us down because you made fun of his 'veggie choosing' skills. Plus, your kids, all of which can orb? Won't help." "What about Al? she'd help us, right?" Prue asked, twisting around, then yelping, "Ow! Duct tape hurts when you try to peel it off," "After you called her a physco, and Pheebs the genius here compared her to her mom? Not a chance." Piper deadpanned, slumping in her cocoon.
Several hours after that, the three's morale had dropped sufficiently. After trying and failing to get down, they gave up, finally falling asleep. "Is mommy gonna be a buttorfwy?" Prue the small asked, pointing her chubby finger at Piper, thoroughly confused by their predicament. "Yeah," Ally told her, "she'll have feelers, and wings, and an extra set of arms." "Allyson Parker Halliwell! When I get down from here." Prue threatened, glaring. "Al? What's going on here?" Mel, after all of the sentinel stuff had been figured out, like the good girl that she was, had gone immediately upstairs to do her homework, thus having missed the duct-tape shenanigans. "Well, it's a long story, Mom's boss called, I fake-passed out, the aunts went nuts with laughing, and mom orbed them up here. With the duct-tape."
In a dark and gloomy cave somewhere, the creepy guy from P3 continued his rant, "I, the great, mighty Malevolen will not allow himself to fall for the Charmed ones! I will destroy them!" "Ya just keep tellin' yourself that, boss," Came the high-pitched squeak of a rat. "Oh, be quiet, Beatrice! Can't you see I'm trying to get my evil plot under way?" "Whatever you say," Beatrice said, and muttered to herself, "loser." "I heard that!" Malevolen yelled, and grabbed an old, ratty, (no pun intended) book. Flipping pages rapidly, he stopped suddenly, resting a finger on the page. "You would think after eons of doing this, you'd at least remember the spell!" Beatrice commented sarcastically. Ignoring her, Malevolen began to chant in an unknown language. Already, his form began to grow grey and old-looking, even though he'd looked in his early twenties a moment before. Minutes later, what once was a man was just a pile of dust. "Beatrice! You know what to do," Malevolen, or his ghost, hovered scant inches above the floor. "Yeah, yeah, what am I? Your slave?" Beatrice rolled her eyes, and scurried off the table she was on and clamped her rodent teeth on Malevolen's ghostly cloak. "Well, if you want to be technical." Malevolen replied, and Beatrice cut him off with, "You better not finish that sentence, buddy-boy, or I'll let go right now."
Beatrice pulled her master out of the cave, and onto the busy street. Dodging cars, she whisked into an outdoor restaurant patio. Once there, Malevolen hissed orders to her, "No, not him, he's too short. He's too old. Ahhh, here's someone," "Picky, picky," Beatrice retorted, and pulled him toward his chosen person. Leaping onto the table, Beatrice placed a grubby paw on the man's face, and ran for the alleyway. Already her spell had taken affect, and the man sprinted after her. Once both parties were in the alley, Beatrice released Malevolen, and he began his own spell. Once finished, he dove for the man's mouth, and within moments the man's spirit was expelled, and his body sighed, a wicked grin coming over his face.
AN: okay, I know this chapter might be a bit confusing, so I'll explain. Malevolen, or ghosts in general (in my world) cannot move by themselves, with Prue being an exception because the girls brought her back to life. Prue the small is Piper and Leo's youngest daughter, and is three. I haven't mentioned her much because there weren't many places she'd fit in. hope that explains it for you. Oh, yeah, and I am supposing that Mr. Cowan is Paige's boss.
The message the call brought, however, was chilling and cold- hearted. "I know for whatever reason Miss I'm-So-Important- That-I-Can-Blow-Off-Work, didn't show up today, it's definitely a good one!" It was just Cowan. A very angry, bitter Cowan, but still, just Cowan. Paige felt her lungs start working again, and she sighed, "Okay, I blew off work, but I had to." Paige scrambled for an excuse, she couldn't tell her boss that she'd spent the whole day in a magic shop, looking for mandrake root! "Go shopping." Was her lame excuse, and Cowan countered, "Shopping? You miss a whole day on this case, for shopping?! What on Earth for?! What takes a whole stinking day to shop for?!" "What. for?" Paige realized her mistake, "Uh, vegetables?" she said hopefully, and bracing herself for the tidal wave, three, two, one. "Vegetables?! You miss a whole day for vegetables!? But, but, why?" "Vegetables?" Ally mouthed incredulously, having walked into the room. "Uh." Paige, for once, was at a loss for words. Ally rolled her eyes, changed her voice, and used telekinesis to bring the phone to her. Once it was safely in her hand, she said in her 'Paige' voice, "Oh, I don't feel so good." dropped the phone to the floor, and made a overly- dramatic stage fall onto the floor, and clicked off the phone. "Drama queen," Paige said, and folded her arms. "Okay," Ally agreed, "but you got to admit, it worked." Brushing off her hands, she stood up and walked out of the room.
In the next room, Phoebe burst into laughter, "She's so like you! Except for the whole, I'm a Charmed one and you're not thing," Even Piper joined in the laughter, exclaiming, "Vegetables? Not even Leo could spend a whole day shopping for vegetables!" Prue, still laughing hard, choked out, "I'm dead for crying out loud, and I know better excuses!" Paige shot them all a death glare and said two choice words. Duct tape.
Hours later, Phoebe, Piper, and Prue were hanging from the chandelier in what seemed like silver cocoons. "You had to bring up the vegetables," Piper said, flailing about in her cocoon. "Well, excuse me for breathing!" Phoebe answered, "You had to bring up Leo, didn't you? Now he won't get us down because you made fun of his 'veggie choosing' skills. Plus, your kids, all of which can orb? Won't help." "What about Al? she'd help us, right?" Prue asked, twisting around, then yelping, "Ow! Duct tape hurts when you try to peel it off," "After you called her a physco, and Pheebs the genius here compared her to her mom? Not a chance." Piper deadpanned, slumping in her cocoon.
Several hours after that, the three's morale had dropped sufficiently. After trying and failing to get down, they gave up, finally falling asleep. "Is mommy gonna be a buttorfwy?" Prue the small asked, pointing her chubby finger at Piper, thoroughly confused by their predicament. "Yeah," Ally told her, "she'll have feelers, and wings, and an extra set of arms." "Allyson Parker Halliwell! When I get down from here." Prue threatened, glaring. "Al? What's going on here?" Mel, after all of the sentinel stuff had been figured out, like the good girl that she was, had gone immediately upstairs to do her homework, thus having missed the duct-tape shenanigans. "Well, it's a long story, Mom's boss called, I fake-passed out, the aunts went nuts with laughing, and mom orbed them up here. With the duct-tape."
In a dark and gloomy cave somewhere, the creepy guy from P3 continued his rant, "I, the great, mighty Malevolen will not allow himself to fall for the Charmed ones! I will destroy them!" "Ya just keep tellin' yourself that, boss," Came the high-pitched squeak of a rat. "Oh, be quiet, Beatrice! Can't you see I'm trying to get my evil plot under way?" "Whatever you say," Beatrice said, and muttered to herself, "loser." "I heard that!" Malevolen yelled, and grabbed an old, ratty, (no pun intended) book. Flipping pages rapidly, he stopped suddenly, resting a finger on the page. "You would think after eons of doing this, you'd at least remember the spell!" Beatrice commented sarcastically. Ignoring her, Malevolen began to chant in an unknown language. Already, his form began to grow grey and old-looking, even though he'd looked in his early twenties a moment before. Minutes later, what once was a man was just a pile of dust. "Beatrice! You know what to do," Malevolen, or his ghost, hovered scant inches above the floor. "Yeah, yeah, what am I? Your slave?" Beatrice rolled her eyes, and scurried off the table she was on and clamped her rodent teeth on Malevolen's ghostly cloak. "Well, if you want to be technical." Malevolen replied, and Beatrice cut him off with, "You better not finish that sentence, buddy-boy, or I'll let go right now."
Beatrice pulled her master out of the cave, and onto the busy street. Dodging cars, she whisked into an outdoor restaurant patio. Once there, Malevolen hissed orders to her, "No, not him, he's too short. He's too old. Ahhh, here's someone," "Picky, picky," Beatrice retorted, and pulled him toward his chosen person. Leaping onto the table, Beatrice placed a grubby paw on the man's face, and ran for the alleyway. Already her spell had taken affect, and the man sprinted after her. Once both parties were in the alley, Beatrice released Malevolen, and he began his own spell. Once finished, he dove for the man's mouth, and within moments the man's spirit was expelled, and his body sighed, a wicked grin coming over his face.
AN: okay, I know this chapter might be a bit confusing, so I'll explain. Malevolen, or ghosts in general (in my world) cannot move by themselves, with Prue being an exception because the girls brought her back to life. Prue the small is Piper and Leo's youngest daughter, and is three. I haven't mentioned her much because there weren't many places she'd fit in. hope that explains it for you. Oh, yeah, and I am supposing that Mr. Cowan is Paige's boss.