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Charmed At Last
Chapter 33: I Wish I Was
Angelo's car stopped and was parked under a rather bushy tree, keeping the sun hot off of it. Prue grabbed her possessions, un-buckled her seat belt, and got out of the car. She leaned on the door, shutting it with her back. Prue reached into her bag and fumbled through a few papers, finally pulling out the map. "Oh great...A trail in my brand new heels.." Prue moaned. She looked back at Angelo who was still trying to find a way to hide the coffee stain. Prue smirked. 'Well, at least I get to laugh at someone....' Prue thought. She ran her fingers through her long, raven black, wavy hair. 'Damn it is hot up here...' Prue thought, as she spotted the beginning of the dirt trail.
"Prue, wait!" Angelo yelled, as he hurried up behind her.
Prue sighed and decided to ignore him, or at least try. She continued to walk, at a slightly faster pace now. She just wanted to get this over with, her feet would kill her by the time this was over. "I'd be so lucky to be Paige right now.." Prue mumbled to herself.
Paige sat down in front of the light pink bassinet. 'Calm...' She thought to herself. Paige smiled, it was the first time since 5:00 A.M. that Pearl had decided to sleep, it was now 8:45 A.M. Paige was about to stand up and then had a better idea. She orbed out, so as to not wake Pearl up.
Paige orbed in, in the kitchen. Her hair was matted and her face looked more pale than usual. Her eyes had dark circles under them she looked so tired, almost dead. This morning had been horrible. Pearl had woken her up at 5:00 A.M. and then a demon attacked, trying to kidnap Pearl. She hadn't gotten very much sleep since they brought Pearl home. Paige sniffed the air and could smell fresh bacon and eggs. 'Piper must have made some before going to P3.' Paige thought. She walked over to the microwave and opened it up. There was a plate of bacon and sunny side up eggs with a little note. "'Dear Paige, I know you have had a rough time the past three weeks, so I made you breakfeast this morning. Please enjoy and I hope Pearl lets you get some rest. Love, Piper.'" Paige read, from the note. "Aww, Piper, thanks!" Paige said outloud. She grabbed the plate. "Fork." Paige called, as she held out her hand. A clean fork orbed out from the drainer and orbed into Paige's hand. She cut into the eggs and took a big bite of eggs and bacon. "Mmmm!" Paige said, with delight. Piper's cooking always rocked the house. Then Paige heard movement upstairs and then a large crash. "Pearl!" Paige gasped, as she orbed out, without her plate.
Paige orbed into her room to find a demon hurling an energy ball at Pearl's bassinet. "Energy ball!" Paige yelled. The energy ball orbed out and then orbed back in, in Paige's hand. She hurled the energy ball back at the demon. It hit him in the chest, causing a burn mark. Paige grabbed Pearl from the bassinet. "You can't take her!" Paige said, sternly.
Pearl cooed and then a ball of glowing white light appeared in her palm. She wiggled her tiny fingers and then the white light ball went flying at the demon. On impact, the demon exploded into a vanquish. Pearl cooed again.
"Good girl! Good girl!" Paige said, as she smiled at her daughter. "Only three weeks old and you've already vanquished your first demon, all by yourself!" Paige said, she was really proud of her daughter at the moment. Most kids learn to crawl first.
Pearl wiggled in Paige's arms, happy that Paige was praising her. Then she burst into tears.
"No, no, honey!" Paige said, as she rocked her Pearl. Paige wrinkled her noise. "Oh..." Paige muttered, as she laid Pearl on the changing table. "Diaper!" Paige called. The diaper orbed off Pearl and then orbed in, in the diaper trash can. Paige grabbed a new diaper, baby wipe, and baby powder. She quickly finished replacing the new diapear and Pearl stopped crying. "Few..." Paige muttered, as she placed Pearl back in the bassinet. Paige noticed that her lamp had fallen over and broken, when the demon had arrived. "That must have been the crash I heard." Paige said to herself. Then Paige cringed, as the smell of the dirty diaper caught her nose. "Ewww..." Paige moaned. "Broken lamp pieces." Paige called out. Orbs covered the floor and then disappeared, moments later orbs filled the diaper trash can, then vanished, leaving the broken lamp pieces behind. "Tied bag." Paige called, as she held out her hand. The diaper trash bag orbed out and then orbed in, in her hand, with a tied not. Paige then sighed. "I wish I were Piper right now..." Paige muttered, as she orbed out, to take out the trash.
A tray of brand new wine glasses went crashing towards the floor. "Noo!" Piper yelled. She flicked her wrists and the room froze, stopping the wine glasses from hitting the floor. She walked over to the 12 frozen glasses and carefully picked up each one, placing it neatly on the bar. Then she grabbed the tray from the air and placed it on the bar as well. She carefully put all 12 glasses back on the tray and placed it back in her new bartender's arms. She ran back to her spot and waved her hands, unfreezing the man.
The man shook his head. 'I could have sworn these were falling..' He thought, as he placed them safely on the bar.
Piper walked over to the bar. "Thanks for all your help, you've done a wonderful job." Piper lied. "If you want, you can leave early." Piper said, hoping he'd take the offer. The man was nice, but he just couldn't stop with his accidents all the time.
The man nodded. He knew Piper was trying to get rid of him. "I'm sorry Piper...I know...I quit..." The man said, as he turned away, ashamed.
Piper looked shocked. "I..I didn't mean..." Piper stuttered.
"I've been too much trouble. I'll just go." The man said, as he quickly rushed out the door.
Piper could feel her heart break. She didn't want the man to leave on bad terms but she knew she couldn't be there all the time to stop his mistakes. Piper sighed and walked into the backroom. "If only I were Phoebe right now...." Piper whispered.
Phoebe's fingers ached and her stomach growled at her. She had to come together with her sisters to fight off an evil demon from taking Pearl this morning, so she had only gotten, literally 1 bite, of her breakfeast; and it hadn't even been a big bite. Phoebe stared at the computer screen as she typed. She wished she was back hom eating Piper's delicious eggs and bacon. "Ugh....I so need food..." Phoebe muttered. She heard her door open and used it as an excuse to take her eyes away from the computer. "Hi Rachele." Phoebe greeted.
"Hi Phoebe...Umm...Elise says she wants your column by three P.M." Rachele said.
"What? It isn't due until tomorrow morning?!" Phoebe said.
"I'm sorry, Elise says that she wants it by three P.M. and that's it." Rachele informed.
Phoebe groaned. "Fine!" Phoebe snapped. Then she quickly shook her head. "I'm sorry Rachele, I've just had a lousy day, and this is like adding the rotten cherry to the warm and melted ice cream sundae." Phoebe said.
Rachele laughed. "Yeah..I know how those are. Well, I've got to go, again I'm sorry." Rachele said, as she shut the door.
Phoebe felt her stomach growl again. "Oww...I so want to be Prue right now...." Phoebe mumbled.
Prue staggered up to the door of a small hut and knocked. She quickly tried to brush the dirt off her clothes and fix her hair, that was now drooping due to the heat. She waited for a minute and then watched Angelo fumbled up behind her. 'Better late than never...I guess...' Prue thought.
An older Native American man opened the door and smiled. "Yes?" He asked.
Prue held out her hand. "Prue Halliwell, photographer for 415 Magazine." Prue said.
The older man nodded and shook Prue's hand. He quickly pulled away. "You are of great power...." The man whispered.
Prue looked a little uneasy. "Umm...okay..Thanks..." Prue said. 'Could he really sense that I'm powerful?' Prue thought.
Angelo shoved his way by Prue. "Angelo Armando, 415 Magazine reporter." Angelo said, as he held out his hand.
The old man nodded and returned his attention to Prue, without shaking Angelo's hand. "Please, enter.." The old man said, as he stepped out of the way, for Prue.
Angelo shoved his way in. "Yeah, thanks buddy." Angelo said, a little annoyed that he wasn't the one the man was giving attention to.
Prue smiled. "And your name?" Prue asked.
"John Red-Bear." The man answered.
"Well, it's an honor to meet you..." Prue said, her voice trailing off as she examined the room. She noticed many animal skins, wooden furniture, and hardly any electrical appliances. Prue pulled out her camera. "May I?" She asked, as she held up the camera.
"Why, certainly.." John answered.
Prue held the camera to her face and as she looked through the hole, a woman appeared. The woman had long, straight black hair, and dark skin. She wore a pale leather dress, like the kind that Native American princesses wear in movies. The dress had painted on tribal markings. Her eyes were deep brown. Prue quickly removed the camera from her face but when she did, the woman was gone! TO BE CONTINUED....
Charmed At Last
Chapter 33: I Wish I Was
Angelo's car stopped and was parked under a rather bushy tree, keeping the sun hot off of it. Prue grabbed her possessions, un-buckled her seat belt, and got out of the car. She leaned on the door, shutting it with her back. Prue reached into her bag and fumbled through a few papers, finally pulling out the map. "Oh great...A trail in my brand new heels.." Prue moaned. She looked back at Angelo who was still trying to find a way to hide the coffee stain. Prue smirked. 'Well, at least I get to laugh at someone....' Prue thought. She ran her fingers through her long, raven black, wavy hair. 'Damn it is hot up here...' Prue thought, as she spotted the beginning of the dirt trail.
"Prue, wait!" Angelo yelled, as he hurried up behind her.
Prue sighed and decided to ignore him, or at least try. She continued to walk, at a slightly faster pace now. She just wanted to get this over with, her feet would kill her by the time this was over. "I'd be so lucky to be Paige right now.." Prue mumbled to herself.
Paige sat down in front of the light pink bassinet. 'Calm...' She thought to herself. Paige smiled, it was the first time since 5:00 A.M. that Pearl had decided to sleep, it was now 8:45 A.M. Paige was about to stand up and then had a better idea. She orbed out, so as to not wake Pearl up.
Paige orbed in, in the kitchen. Her hair was matted and her face looked more pale than usual. Her eyes had dark circles under them she looked so tired, almost dead. This morning had been horrible. Pearl had woken her up at 5:00 A.M. and then a demon attacked, trying to kidnap Pearl. She hadn't gotten very much sleep since they brought Pearl home. Paige sniffed the air and could smell fresh bacon and eggs. 'Piper must have made some before going to P3.' Paige thought. She walked over to the microwave and opened it up. There was a plate of bacon and sunny side up eggs with a little note. "'Dear Paige, I know you have had a rough time the past three weeks, so I made you breakfeast this morning. Please enjoy and I hope Pearl lets you get some rest. Love, Piper.'" Paige read, from the note. "Aww, Piper, thanks!" Paige said outloud. She grabbed the plate. "Fork." Paige called, as she held out her hand. A clean fork orbed out from the drainer and orbed into Paige's hand. She cut into the eggs and took a big bite of eggs and bacon. "Mmmm!" Paige said, with delight. Piper's cooking always rocked the house. Then Paige heard movement upstairs and then a large crash. "Pearl!" Paige gasped, as she orbed out, without her plate.
Paige orbed into her room to find a demon hurling an energy ball at Pearl's bassinet. "Energy ball!" Paige yelled. The energy ball orbed out and then orbed back in, in Paige's hand. She hurled the energy ball back at the demon. It hit him in the chest, causing a burn mark. Paige grabbed Pearl from the bassinet. "You can't take her!" Paige said, sternly.
Pearl cooed and then a ball of glowing white light appeared in her palm. She wiggled her tiny fingers and then the white light ball went flying at the demon. On impact, the demon exploded into a vanquish. Pearl cooed again.
"Good girl! Good girl!" Paige said, as she smiled at her daughter. "Only three weeks old and you've already vanquished your first demon, all by yourself!" Paige said, she was really proud of her daughter at the moment. Most kids learn to crawl first.
Pearl wiggled in Paige's arms, happy that Paige was praising her. Then she burst into tears.
"No, no, honey!" Paige said, as she rocked her Pearl. Paige wrinkled her noise. "Oh..." Paige muttered, as she laid Pearl on the changing table. "Diaper!" Paige called. The diaper orbed off Pearl and then orbed in, in the diaper trash can. Paige grabbed a new diaper, baby wipe, and baby powder. She quickly finished replacing the new diapear and Pearl stopped crying. "Few..." Paige muttered, as she placed Pearl back in the bassinet. Paige noticed that her lamp had fallen over and broken, when the demon had arrived. "That must have been the crash I heard." Paige said to herself. Then Paige cringed, as the smell of the dirty diaper caught her nose. "Ewww..." Paige moaned. "Broken lamp pieces." Paige called out. Orbs covered the floor and then disappeared, moments later orbs filled the diaper trash can, then vanished, leaving the broken lamp pieces behind. "Tied bag." Paige called, as she held out her hand. The diaper trash bag orbed out and then orbed in, in her hand, with a tied not. Paige then sighed. "I wish I were Piper right now..." Paige muttered, as she orbed out, to take out the trash.
A tray of brand new wine glasses went crashing towards the floor. "Noo!" Piper yelled. She flicked her wrists and the room froze, stopping the wine glasses from hitting the floor. She walked over to the 12 frozen glasses and carefully picked up each one, placing it neatly on the bar. Then she grabbed the tray from the air and placed it on the bar as well. She carefully put all 12 glasses back on the tray and placed it back in her new bartender's arms. She ran back to her spot and waved her hands, unfreezing the man.
The man shook his head. 'I could have sworn these were falling..' He thought, as he placed them safely on the bar.
Piper walked over to the bar. "Thanks for all your help, you've done a wonderful job." Piper lied. "If you want, you can leave early." Piper said, hoping he'd take the offer. The man was nice, but he just couldn't stop with his accidents all the time.
The man nodded. He knew Piper was trying to get rid of him. "I'm sorry Piper...I know...I quit..." The man said, as he turned away, ashamed.
Piper looked shocked. "I..I didn't mean..." Piper stuttered.
"I've been too much trouble. I'll just go." The man said, as he quickly rushed out the door.
Piper could feel her heart break. She didn't want the man to leave on bad terms but she knew she couldn't be there all the time to stop his mistakes. Piper sighed and walked into the backroom. "If only I were Phoebe right now...." Piper whispered.
Phoebe's fingers ached and her stomach growled at her. She had to come together with her sisters to fight off an evil demon from taking Pearl this morning, so she had only gotten, literally 1 bite, of her breakfeast; and it hadn't even been a big bite. Phoebe stared at the computer screen as she typed. She wished she was back hom eating Piper's delicious eggs and bacon. "Ugh....I so need food..." Phoebe muttered. She heard her door open and used it as an excuse to take her eyes away from the computer. "Hi Rachele." Phoebe greeted.
"Hi Phoebe...Umm...Elise says she wants your column by three P.M." Rachele said.
"What? It isn't due until tomorrow morning?!" Phoebe said.
"I'm sorry, Elise says that she wants it by three P.M. and that's it." Rachele informed.
Phoebe groaned. "Fine!" Phoebe snapped. Then she quickly shook her head. "I'm sorry Rachele, I've just had a lousy day, and this is like adding the rotten cherry to the warm and melted ice cream sundae." Phoebe said.
Rachele laughed. "Yeah..I know how those are. Well, I've got to go, again I'm sorry." Rachele said, as she shut the door.
Phoebe felt her stomach growl again. "Oww...I so want to be Prue right now...." Phoebe mumbled.
Prue staggered up to the door of a small hut and knocked. She quickly tried to brush the dirt off her clothes and fix her hair, that was now drooping due to the heat. She waited for a minute and then watched Angelo fumbled up behind her. 'Better late than never...I guess...' Prue thought.
An older Native American man opened the door and smiled. "Yes?" He asked.
Prue held out her hand. "Prue Halliwell, photographer for 415 Magazine." Prue said.
The older man nodded and shook Prue's hand. He quickly pulled away. "You are of great power...." The man whispered.
Prue looked a little uneasy. "Umm...okay..Thanks..." Prue said. 'Could he really sense that I'm powerful?' Prue thought.
Angelo shoved his way by Prue. "Angelo Armando, 415 Magazine reporter." Angelo said, as he held out his hand.
The old man nodded and returned his attention to Prue, without shaking Angelo's hand. "Please, enter.." The old man said, as he stepped out of the way, for Prue.
Angelo shoved his way in. "Yeah, thanks buddy." Angelo said, a little annoyed that he wasn't the one the man was giving attention to.
Prue smiled. "And your name?" Prue asked.
"John Red-Bear." The man answered.
"Well, it's an honor to meet you..." Prue said, her voice trailing off as she examined the room. She noticed many animal skins, wooden furniture, and hardly any electrical appliances. Prue pulled out her camera. "May I?" She asked, as she held up the camera.
"Why, certainly.." John answered.
Prue held the camera to her face and as she looked through the hole, a woman appeared. The woman had long, straight black hair, and dark skin. She wore a pale leather dress, like the kind that Native American princesses wear in movies. The dress had painted on tribal markings. Her eyes were deep brown. Prue quickly removed the camera from her face but when she did, the woman was gone! TO BE CONTINUED....