Disclaimer: I only own Pauline, who's an rp character.
Chapter 1
Piper and Phoebe Halliwell, together with their half-sister Paige Matthews burst into their manor. Piper flopped down on the couch.
"Why can't demons take a Sunday off? I mean, it's a Sunday, for goodness sake!" Piper complained.
Phoebe sat down beside her. "Demons just don't know when to have fun. No, wait. This is their definition of fun."
Paige headed for the kitchen. "Anyone up for coffee?"
"Yes, please," Piper and Phoebe chorused.
"Fine."
"Do you have any idea how hard it is, managing a club, a son and fighting demons at the same time?" Piper continued.
"Believe me, it's as hard as trying to shrug off your ex-husband- turned-demon," Phoebe replied.
Just then, a loud crying sound was heard. Piper threw her hands up in the air in frustration.
"I thought I told Leo to look after him! Leo!" Piper hollered, getting up and heading for Wyatt's room.
Paige re-entered the room holding a tray with three steaming mugs of coffee. She stopped. "Where's Piper?"
"Didn't you hear Wyatt?" Phoebe asked, taking a mug from Paige.
"Oh." Paige set the tray down and took Piper's place. "I thought Leo was looking after him."
A knock was heard at the door. Piper came down, holding Wyatt in her arms, trying to get him to stop crying. "Is anyone going to get it, or am I stuck going?"
Phoebe set down her coffee and went to answer the door. She opened it with a fake smile on her face, which faded as she saw Prue. Or someone resembling Prue.
The girl looked about 16. She had long black hair and green eyes. The resemblance between her and Prue was so great, that if the two stood together side by side it would have been hard to identify the real Prue.
"Who is it?"
Phoebe looked behind her shoulder to see her sisters.
"Oh my God," Piper breathed.
"Who are you? You.look.um, never mind. Who are you?" Paige asked.
"Um, hi, uh, I'm Pauline. Prue's daughter."
Paige's coffee mug slipped from her hand and broke, spilling coffee on the floor.
Chapter 1
Piper and Phoebe Halliwell, together with their half-sister Paige Matthews burst into their manor. Piper flopped down on the couch.
"Why can't demons take a Sunday off? I mean, it's a Sunday, for goodness sake!" Piper complained.
Phoebe sat down beside her. "Demons just don't know when to have fun. No, wait. This is their definition of fun."
Paige headed for the kitchen. "Anyone up for coffee?"
"Yes, please," Piper and Phoebe chorused.
"Fine."
"Do you have any idea how hard it is, managing a club, a son and fighting demons at the same time?" Piper continued.
"Believe me, it's as hard as trying to shrug off your ex-husband- turned-demon," Phoebe replied.
Just then, a loud crying sound was heard. Piper threw her hands up in the air in frustration.
"I thought I told Leo to look after him! Leo!" Piper hollered, getting up and heading for Wyatt's room.
Paige re-entered the room holding a tray with three steaming mugs of coffee. She stopped. "Where's Piper?"
"Didn't you hear Wyatt?" Phoebe asked, taking a mug from Paige.
"Oh." Paige set the tray down and took Piper's place. "I thought Leo was looking after him."
A knock was heard at the door. Piper came down, holding Wyatt in her arms, trying to get him to stop crying. "Is anyone going to get it, or am I stuck going?"
Phoebe set down her coffee and went to answer the door. She opened it with a fake smile on her face, which faded as she saw Prue. Or someone resembling Prue.
The girl looked about 16. She had long black hair and green eyes. The resemblance between her and Prue was so great, that if the two stood together side by side it would have been hard to identify the real Prue.
"Who is it?"
Phoebe looked behind her shoulder to see her sisters.
"Oh my God," Piper breathed.
"Who are you? You.look.um, never mind. Who are you?" Paige asked.
"Um, hi, uh, I'm Pauline. Prue's daughter."
Paige's coffee mug slipped from her hand and broke, spilling coffee on the floor.