Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the television show Charmed.
All characters belong to Spelling Television, and The WB.
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed the story so far. Please continue to review the story or e-mail me at jeff_langdon@hotmail.com!
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Anguished Soul - Chapter 18
"Our Whitelighter is now a fashion model," Piper laughed as she flipped through the magazine.
"What are you talking about?" Paige asked as she grabbed the magazine from her sister. Sure enough, there was page after page of photos showing Chris wearing various outfits showcasing the latest fashion trends.
"Hmm, a prettyboy model Whitelighter," Piper mused. "Now that's what I call unconventional."
Paige didn't bother answering as she continued to look through the magazine. "He looks really cute in this outfit, doesn't he?" she asked with a dreamy look on her face, causing Piper to shake her head and roll her eyes.
"I give up," she muttered as she proceeded to pay for the groceries.
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"So how does it feel to grace the pages of the country's most influential fashion magazines?" Phoebe asked for the tenth time as she sat across from Chris at the kitchen table.
Chris shook his head and buried his face in his hands. "Now you see why I was determined not to let you three know about this?"
"Oh come on, Chris," Phoebe continued. "I think it's rather cute to have a fashion model in the house all the time."
"Hey," Paige cut in, "quit harassing my boyfriend. Be nice."
"There's the overprotective Paige again," Phoebe bemoaned with a smirk. "I think I liked the old Paige better."
"And just for the record, I think you look absolutely gorgeous in this outfit," Paige added, pointing her finger at the magazine photo.
"What can I do to get you girls to stop bugging me about this modeling thing?" Chris asked, desperate to put a stop to the Charmed Ones' curiosity.
"Well, you can start by making us dinner," Phoebe suggested.
"Deal," Chris answered quickly as he disappeared into the kitchen, leaving Piper and Phoebe in an uncontrollable fit of laughter.
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"Okay, the vegetables are ready," Paige announced as she admired her work. "What do I do next?"
"Guess we can start working on the sauce," Chris answered with a smile.
"Perfect," she answered enthusiastically as she turned on the stove. "So how do you like this modeling business?"
Chris chuckled as he concentrated on the French pastries that he was making. "It's not too bad, I guess. It pays the bills."
"Yeah, I suppose. I just can't believe that you have a full-time job and I'm still moving from temp job to temp job," she laughed.
"There's a good and bad side to temp jobs, you know. At least you get to try out different things all the time."
"You do have a point, I suppose."
"There!" Chris exclaimed as he put the finishing touches on his pastries.
"Oh my god. They look awesome. Where did you learn to make all these things?"
"Just one of my many talents," Chris laughed.
"I suppose modesty isn't one of those talents," Paige joked as she looked into Chris' gaze, once again mesmerized by the beautiful man standing in front of her.
"Then I guess you'll just have to teach me," Chris answered with a heart- melting smile on his face.
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"So what's this potion supposed to do again?" Piper asked as Phoebe looked through the Book of Shadows.
"It's supposed to melt whatever it comes into contact with."
"So we throw this at a demon and it'll just melt away?" Paige asked as she handed Phoebe another ingredient.
"That's the idea," she quipped as she added the final touches. "Now let's see how well this works."
Piper grabbed an old, broken chair and placed it in front of Phoebe. The glass shattered as the potion hit the chair.
"Uh, I thought the chair was supposed to melt?" Paige asked curiously.
"That's what it says here in the Book of Shadows."
"You probably missed a step or an ingredient," Piper suggested as she looked at her watch. "We can figure this out later, but we have to get to P3 now. You're supposed to help me out with those bouncer interviews, remember?"
"Right," Phoebe answered. "Let's hope this time some cute ones actually come for the interviews."
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"So do you have any experience working as a security guard or as a bouncer?"
"Well not really," the young man answered.
Piper sighed and looked over at Paige who wore a bored expression on her face. She turned and looked at Phoebe who seemed more interested in the young man's looks than his qualifications for the job.
"To tell you the truth, I'm really looking for someone with some experience," Piper concluded.
"I understand," the young man replied. "But I don't think that you need to worry too much about that."
"Excuse me?" Piper asked, a little confused at the response.
"You should worry more about how you would like to die," he snarled as he kicked Piper in the stomach, causing her to double over in pain.
"Piper!" Phoebe screamed as the man took on a demonic appearance. "Are you alright?"
Piper nodded and struggled to her feet. "You'll be sorry for that, you pathetic fool," she threatened as she unleashed her powers. To her dismay, she could not summon any of her powers.
Phoebe jumped in to provide assistance but she too discovered that she had lost her powers. "Okay, something is really messed up here," she concluded. "Paige, orb us out of here!"
Paige grabbed the hands of her sisters and orbed them back to the manor. The only problem was that after several seconds, the three Charmed Ones noticed that they were still at P3. "I can't orb!" Paige exclaimed in horror.
"That's right, Charmed Ones," the demon laughed. "How does it feel to lose all your powers? Not so invincible anymore, are we?" The demon advanced towards the sisters, who looked around in vain for an escape route. "This is going to be so much fun!"
~ to be continued ~
This is my first Charmed fic. I apologize if I get any of the show's details wrong. I'd love to get feedback! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed the story so far. Please continue to review the story or e-mail me at jeff_langdon@hotmail.com!
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Anguished Soul - Chapter 18
"Our Whitelighter is now a fashion model," Piper laughed as she flipped through the magazine.
"What are you talking about?" Paige asked as she grabbed the magazine from her sister. Sure enough, there was page after page of photos showing Chris wearing various outfits showcasing the latest fashion trends.
"Hmm, a prettyboy model Whitelighter," Piper mused. "Now that's what I call unconventional."
Paige didn't bother answering as she continued to look through the magazine. "He looks really cute in this outfit, doesn't he?" she asked with a dreamy look on her face, causing Piper to shake her head and roll her eyes.
"I give up," she muttered as she proceeded to pay for the groceries.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"So how does it feel to grace the pages of the country's most influential fashion magazines?" Phoebe asked for the tenth time as she sat across from Chris at the kitchen table.
Chris shook his head and buried his face in his hands. "Now you see why I was determined not to let you three know about this?"
"Oh come on, Chris," Phoebe continued. "I think it's rather cute to have a fashion model in the house all the time."
"Hey," Paige cut in, "quit harassing my boyfriend. Be nice."
"There's the overprotective Paige again," Phoebe bemoaned with a smirk. "I think I liked the old Paige better."
"And just for the record, I think you look absolutely gorgeous in this outfit," Paige added, pointing her finger at the magazine photo.
"What can I do to get you girls to stop bugging me about this modeling thing?" Chris asked, desperate to put a stop to the Charmed Ones' curiosity.
"Well, you can start by making us dinner," Phoebe suggested.
"Deal," Chris answered quickly as he disappeared into the kitchen, leaving Piper and Phoebe in an uncontrollable fit of laughter.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Okay, the vegetables are ready," Paige announced as she admired her work. "What do I do next?"
"Guess we can start working on the sauce," Chris answered with a smile.
"Perfect," she answered enthusiastically as she turned on the stove. "So how do you like this modeling business?"
Chris chuckled as he concentrated on the French pastries that he was making. "It's not too bad, I guess. It pays the bills."
"Yeah, I suppose. I just can't believe that you have a full-time job and I'm still moving from temp job to temp job," she laughed.
"There's a good and bad side to temp jobs, you know. At least you get to try out different things all the time."
"You do have a point, I suppose."
"There!" Chris exclaimed as he put the finishing touches on his pastries.
"Oh my god. They look awesome. Where did you learn to make all these things?"
"Just one of my many talents," Chris laughed.
"I suppose modesty isn't one of those talents," Paige joked as she looked into Chris' gaze, once again mesmerized by the beautiful man standing in front of her.
"Then I guess you'll just have to teach me," Chris answered with a heart- melting smile on his face.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"So what's this potion supposed to do again?" Piper asked as Phoebe looked through the Book of Shadows.
"It's supposed to melt whatever it comes into contact with."
"So we throw this at a demon and it'll just melt away?" Paige asked as she handed Phoebe another ingredient.
"That's the idea," she quipped as she added the final touches. "Now let's see how well this works."
Piper grabbed an old, broken chair and placed it in front of Phoebe. The glass shattered as the potion hit the chair.
"Uh, I thought the chair was supposed to melt?" Paige asked curiously.
"That's what it says here in the Book of Shadows."
"You probably missed a step or an ingredient," Piper suggested as she looked at her watch. "We can figure this out later, but we have to get to P3 now. You're supposed to help me out with those bouncer interviews, remember?"
"Right," Phoebe answered. "Let's hope this time some cute ones actually come for the interviews."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"So do you have any experience working as a security guard or as a bouncer?"
"Well not really," the young man answered.
Piper sighed and looked over at Paige who wore a bored expression on her face. She turned and looked at Phoebe who seemed more interested in the young man's looks than his qualifications for the job.
"To tell you the truth, I'm really looking for someone with some experience," Piper concluded.
"I understand," the young man replied. "But I don't think that you need to worry too much about that."
"Excuse me?" Piper asked, a little confused at the response.
"You should worry more about how you would like to die," he snarled as he kicked Piper in the stomach, causing her to double over in pain.
"Piper!" Phoebe screamed as the man took on a demonic appearance. "Are you alright?"
Piper nodded and struggled to her feet. "You'll be sorry for that, you pathetic fool," she threatened as she unleashed her powers. To her dismay, she could not summon any of her powers.
Phoebe jumped in to provide assistance but she too discovered that she had lost her powers. "Okay, something is really messed up here," she concluded. "Paige, orb us out of here!"
Paige grabbed the hands of her sisters and orbed them back to the manor. The only problem was that after several seconds, the three Charmed Ones noticed that they were still at P3. "I can't orb!" Paige exclaimed in horror.
"That's right, Charmed Ones," the demon laughed. "How does it feel to lose all your powers? Not so invincible anymore, are we?" The demon advanced towards the sisters, who looked around in vain for an escape route. "This is going to be so much fun!"
~ to be continued ~
