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The Power Of Sisters
Chapter 3: My Gift, My Curse
"Well, I better go. It was so good to see you again!" Prue said. She hugged a tall man, with dark hair, and blue eyes.
"It was great seeing you again too, Prue." The man replied. "By the way, is your number still the same?" He asked, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Yep." Prue muttered. She grabbed a cup of coffee from the table and kissed the man on the cheek. "Bye Andy, see you later! And good luck with the investigations" Prue called. She hurried out of the coffee house.
Andy smiled and waved, then he touched his cheek, he obviously liked Prue.
Prue was walking up to her office when she saw her old boyfriend and current boss, Roger, helping to unload a truck of artifacts that she'd been working really hard on the last few months. Prue hurried over to Roger. "What's going on?" She asked. "I'm suppose to help unload these." She said.
"Yeah...about that..." Roger said, slowly. "I ummm..." He stuttered. He removed a pen from his pocket and twirled it around, he was always twirling that pen that Prue had given him as a gift, like it was a magic wand or something.
"You what?" Prue probed, growing a little more annoyed as she watched the pen move around.
"Well you see, Prue, you were reassigned. They wanted someone more advanced to handle these artifacts. We can't disappoint the senior advisers, right?" Roger asked, as a smile crossed his face. He placed the pen back in his pocket.
Prue gave Roger the death glare. "You...you!" Prue clentched the cup of coffee that Andy had bought her. "Oh!" She breathed.
"Now Prue...." Roger began.
"Save it!" Prue snapped. She stared at the pen in Roger's pocket, of his brand new, white silk shirt. "I can't believe how slimy, self centered, arrogant...." Her voice trailed off as her rage bubbled. Suddenly a small blue spot appeared on the shirt, in the pocket. Prue stared at the spot and the spot grew larger.
Roger looked confused then looked down at his shirt and gasped. He pulled the pen out of his shirt and tried to find the source of the leak.
Prue focused on the pen, her anger was over flowing. "You don't even deserve this position!" She went. She smiled as she saw the front of Roger's shirt of covered in blue pink, then she refocused on the pen; suddenly the pen broke in half, blasting dark blue ink all over Roger's face. Prue burst into laughter.
"This isn't over!" Roger hissed, then spit out a mouthful of ink. He turned and rushed inside the building.
Prue smiled. 'He so deserved it!' Prue thought. She turned and rushed into the building, swiftly going to her office, and shutting the door; locking it. She sat down at her desk and placed her head in her hands. "I can't believe this....I worked so hard on that and now he's taking the credit. I can't keep doing this!" Prue muttered. She sighed. "I know, I'll quit. I mean, I'm sure I can find something better." Prue said, as she stood up. She walked over to the door, opened it up, and walked out. She quickly walked down the hall and burst through Roger's door.
Roger looked up, as he button the last button on his new shirt. "Prue." He said with a smirk. "Nice to see you, sweetie." He said.
"Oh, don't give me that crap." Prue snapped. She smoothed her skirt. "I quit." She said, simply.
Shock covered Roger's face, then he shook his head. "No! Prue, no. You're just upset, you're pride is wounded. Nothing to quit over. Now, just be a good girl and go back to your office." He said.
Prue rolled her eyes. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Well, no, you asshole. I won't. If you're so great, then you can handle the stacks of paper in my office. I quit."
Roger's grin faded. "Well, you weren't important anyway. We both know you just looked hot and so you were hired, you were pretty hot too, but that's over now. Goodbye, Ms. Halliwell." Roger said.
Prue glared and turned to leave.
"By the way, I hope there aren't any office supplies in that little purse." Roger called.
Prue's face flushed red and she placed her hands in the air, tightening them around her imaginary Roger neck, then stared at the air between her fingers where Roger's neck would be and imagined choking him. 'I hate him!' Prue thought, with anger.
"H..help!" Roger gasped. "P..Prue...help..me!" He gasped, as he slipped to the ground.
Prue spun around and saw Roger's red face. He was choking, his tie was too tight. Prue rushed to Roger's side and tried to remove his tie, but it was too tight. SHe looked at his desk and grabbed a pair of scissors, then snipped the tie off.
Roger's face slowly regained it's original color. "I knew you'd come running back..." He breathed.
Prue glared and slapped him across the face. "You..pig!" Prue hissed. 'It was probably just a trick!' Prue thought, angrily. Then rushed out of the office.
Piper brushed the large white chef hat out of her face and smiled. She poured in the wine that Jeremy gave her, in her special sauce, then stirred it. Suddenly she heard the door swing open and saw Chef Moore. "Chef Moore!" Piper gasped.
"Times up! I can't wait to try this!" Chef Moore said, with a grin.
"But I..." Piper's voice trailed off as she watched Chef Moore pick up fork full of the food she'd prepared. "No no! I haven't..." Piper's voice was lost in Chef Moore's.
"This just looks so wonderful!" Chef Moore announced, as he pulled the fork to his mouth.
Piper waved her hands. "No no! Stop!" She called. Suddenly Chef Moore stopped. "Thanks." She replied, as she grabbed a ladle of sauce. She turned around and saw that Chef Moore wasn't moving at all, nor was the clock, or the bubbles in her sauce. Piper's eyes widened. 'Did I do that? Did that have anything to do with that book that Paige found last night?' Piper thought. She shook her head. "Not now!" Piper said. She lightly poured some sauce on the fork full that Chef Moor had then she poured some on his plate. She stepped back and suddenly Chef Moore started moving again, as did the clock, and the bubbles in her sauce.
"Delicious!" Chef Moore announced. He scooped another fork full and ate it. "You're hired! How soon can you begin?" He asked.
"I....I'm hired?" Piper asked, in surprise.
"Yes. So?" Chef Moore asked.
"Tonight? Eight o' clock?" Piper asked.
"Very well, I'll see you there." Chef Moore said, he grabbed the plate and left the room.
Piper grinned at the thought of her new job. 'Wait, the frozen thing! I have to call Prue and Paige!' Piper thought, as she rushed out of the kitchen.
Paige shivered as a light breeze blew past her. She was getting to know the streets around her old home, again. She smiled as she saw a small girl playing with a ball in her yard. She heard a loud wizzing noise behind her and saw a car speeding up the street. "Someone could get hurt!" Paige muttered to herself. She looked back at the little girl and saw her running into the middle of the street after the ball. "Oh no!" Paige gasped. She ran into the street and pushed the little girl out of the way, just as the car was about to hit her. Paige placed her hands over her hand and then saw little blue and white lights surround her, through the corner of her eye, then she vanished.
The car wizzed by without a second thought.
Paige reappeared, in the same little blue and white lights. She looked around and saw the car speeding behind her. 'What the hell happened?!' Paige thought. But her thoughts were interrupted by the crying of the littler girl. "Sweetie? Are you okay?" Paige asked, as she stood up and walked over to the little girl.
The little girl pointed to her scraped knee. "My knee hurts!" She cried.
Paige helped the little girl up and grabbed the ball. "Let's go see your parents, where do you live?" Paige asked.
"Over there." The little girl mumbled, as she pointed to a light yellow house.
"Kelly!" A woman yelled, as she ran out of the house. "Honey! Are you okay?" She asked, as she ran to Paige and the little girl.
"She just fell and scraped her knee, while trying to get her ball." Paige said.
"Thank you so much!" The woman said, as she picked up Kelly. "You need to be more careful. Say thank you to this nice lady for helping you." She said.
"Tank you." The girl said, her tears drying now.
"No problem, be careful now." Paige replied. She handed the ball to Kelly and then watched the two, disappear into the house. She turned and rushed up the street, back to the Manor. 'I have to tell Prue and Piper about this!' Paige thought, as she dashed down the streets. TO BE CONTINUED....
The Power Of Sisters
Chapter 3: My Gift, My Curse
"Well, I better go. It was so good to see you again!" Prue said. She hugged a tall man, with dark hair, and blue eyes.
"It was great seeing you again too, Prue." The man replied. "By the way, is your number still the same?" He asked, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Yep." Prue muttered. She grabbed a cup of coffee from the table and kissed the man on the cheek. "Bye Andy, see you later! And good luck with the investigations" Prue called. She hurried out of the coffee house.
Andy smiled and waved, then he touched his cheek, he obviously liked Prue.
Prue was walking up to her office when she saw her old boyfriend and current boss, Roger, helping to unload a truck of artifacts that she'd been working really hard on the last few months. Prue hurried over to Roger. "What's going on?" She asked. "I'm suppose to help unload these." She said.
"Yeah...about that..." Roger said, slowly. "I ummm..." He stuttered. He removed a pen from his pocket and twirled it around, he was always twirling that pen that Prue had given him as a gift, like it was a magic wand or something.
"You what?" Prue probed, growing a little more annoyed as she watched the pen move around.
"Well you see, Prue, you were reassigned. They wanted someone more advanced to handle these artifacts. We can't disappoint the senior advisers, right?" Roger asked, as a smile crossed his face. He placed the pen back in his pocket.
Prue gave Roger the death glare. "You...you!" Prue clentched the cup of coffee that Andy had bought her. "Oh!" She breathed.
"Now Prue...." Roger began.
"Save it!" Prue snapped. She stared at the pen in Roger's pocket, of his brand new, white silk shirt. "I can't believe how slimy, self centered, arrogant...." Her voice trailed off as her rage bubbled. Suddenly a small blue spot appeared on the shirt, in the pocket. Prue stared at the spot and the spot grew larger.
Roger looked confused then looked down at his shirt and gasped. He pulled the pen out of his shirt and tried to find the source of the leak.
Prue focused on the pen, her anger was over flowing. "You don't even deserve this position!" She went. She smiled as she saw the front of Roger's shirt of covered in blue pink, then she refocused on the pen; suddenly the pen broke in half, blasting dark blue ink all over Roger's face. Prue burst into laughter.
"This isn't over!" Roger hissed, then spit out a mouthful of ink. He turned and rushed inside the building.
Prue smiled. 'He so deserved it!' Prue thought. She turned and rushed into the building, swiftly going to her office, and shutting the door; locking it. She sat down at her desk and placed her head in her hands. "I can't believe this....I worked so hard on that and now he's taking the credit. I can't keep doing this!" Prue muttered. She sighed. "I know, I'll quit. I mean, I'm sure I can find something better." Prue said, as she stood up. She walked over to the door, opened it up, and walked out. She quickly walked down the hall and burst through Roger's door.
Roger looked up, as he button the last button on his new shirt. "Prue." He said with a smirk. "Nice to see you, sweetie." He said.
"Oh, don't give me that crap." Prue snapped. She smoothed her skirt. "I quit." She said, simply.
Shock covered Roger's face, then he shook his head. "No! Prue, no. You're just upset, you're pride is wounded. Nothing to quit over. Now, just be a good girl and go back to your office." He said.
Prue rolled her eyes. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Well, no, you asshole. I won't. If you're so great, then you can handle the stacks of paper in my office. I quit."
Roger's grin faded. "Well, you weren't important anyway. We both know you just looked hot and so you were hired, you were pretty hot too, but that's over now. Goodbye, Ms. Halliwell." Roger said.
Prue glared and turned to leave.
"By the way, I hope there aren't any office supplies in that little purse." Roger called.
Prue's face flushed red and she placed her hands in the air, tightening them around her imaginary Roger neck, then stared at the air between her fingers where Roger's neck would be and imagined choking him. 'I hate him!' Prue thought, with anger.
"H..help!" Roger gasped. "P..Prue...help..me!" He gasped, as he slipped to the ground.
Prue spun around and saw Roger's red face. He was choking, his tie was too tight. Prue rushed to Roger's side and tried to remove his tie, but it was too tight. SHe looked at his desk and grabbed a pair of scissors, then snipped the tie off.
Roger's face slowly regained it's original color. "I knew you'd come running back..." He breathed.
Prue glared and slapped him across the face. "You..pig!" Prue hissed. 'It was probably just a trick!' Prue thought, angrily. Then rushed out of the office.
Piper brushed the large white chef hat out of her face and smiled. She poured in the wine that Jeremy gave her, in her special sauce, then stirred it. Suddenly she heard the door swing open and saw Chef Moore. "Chef Moore!" Piper gasped.
"Times up! I can't wait to try this!" Chef Moore said, with a grin.
"But I..." Piper's voice trailed off as she watched Chef Moore pick up fork full of the food she'd prepared. "No no! I haven't..." Piper's voice was lost in Chef Moore's.
"This just looks so wonderful!" Chef Moore announced, as he pulled the fork to his mouth.
Piper waved her hands. "No no! Stop!" She called. Suddenly Chef Moore stopped. "Thanks." She replied, as she grabbed a ladle of sauce. She turned around and saw that Chef Moore wasn't moving at all, nor was the clock, or the bubbles in her sauce. Piper's eyes widened. 'Did I do that? Did that have anything to do with that book that Paige found last night?' Piper thought. She shook her head. "Not now!" Piper said. She lightly poured some sauce on the fork full that Chef Moor had then she poured some on his plate. She stepped back and suddenly Chef Moore started moving again, as did the clock, and the bubbles in her sauce.
"Delicious!" Chef Moore announced. He scooped another fork full and ate it. "You're hired! How soon can you begin?" He asked.
"I....I'm hired?" Piper asked, in surprise.
"Yes. So?" Chef Moore asked.
"Tonight? Eight o' clock?" Piper asked.
"Very well, I'll see you there." Chef Moore said, he grabbed the plate and left the room.
Piper grinned at the thought of her new job. 'Wait, the frozen thing! I have to call Prue and Paige!' Piper thought, as she rushed out of the kitchen.
Paige shivered as a light breeze blew past her. She was getting to know the streets around her old home, again. She smiled as she saw a small girl playing with a ball in her yard. She heard a loud wizzing noise behind her and saw a car speeding up the street. "Someone could get hurt!" Paige muttered to herself. She looked back at the little girl and saw her running into the middle of the street after the ball. "Oh no!" Paige gasped. She ran into the street and pushed the little girl out of the way, just as the car was about to hit her. Paige placed her hands over her hand and then saw little blue and white lights surround her, through the corner of her eye, then she vanished.
The car wizzed by without a second thought.
Paige reappeared, in the same little blue and white lights. She looked around and saw the car speeding behind her. 'What the hell happened?!' Paige thought. But her thoughts were interrupted by the crying of the littler girl. "Sweetie? Are you okay?" Paige asked, as she stood up and walked over to the little girl.
The little girl pointed to her scraped knee. "My knee hurts!" She cried.
Paige helped the little girl up and grabbed the ball. "Let's go see your parents, where do you live?" Paige asked.
"Over there." The little girl mumbled, as she pointed to a light yellow house.
"Kelly!" A woman yelled, as she ran out of the house. "Honey! Are you okay?" She asked, as she ran to Paige and the little girl.
"She just fell and scraped her knee, while trying to get her ball." Paige said.
"Thank you so much!" The woman said, as she picked up Kelly. "You need to be more careful. Say thank you to this nice lady for helping you." She said.
"Tank you." The girl said, her tears drying now.
"No problem, be careful now." Paige replied. She handed the ball to Kelly and then watched the two, disappear into the house. She turned and rushed up the street, back to the Manor. 'I have to tell Prue and Piper about this!' Paige thought, as she dashed down the streets. TO BE CONTINUED....