A/N: Here we go again!!! Since school's started and we'll be a little busy,
it might take a while for the next update to show. Not much time to write
when dealing with AP classes and worrying about which colleges to apply to!
Anyway, enough of my griping. Thanx a ton to xandersweetheart, Charmed Faeire, piper*halliwell11, piper, update soon!!!!!!(very creative name, by the way), Guardian-Angel11, and Susan, all of whom reviewed chapter 16!! For those keeping track, this one's from Piper's POV.
And, not to be advertising or anything, but Sammy has a new Harry Potter fic up, using the name Sammy Solo, that she's dying to reviews on, good or bad. Flames are most certainly welcome. So if like magic, go read that one too!! Thanx again, and we hope you continue to enjoy!!!
~Jen/Sammy/Mandie
P.S.- I wish to issue a SCW- Severe Cliffhanger Warning. If you thought the rest of our chapters just left you hanging, you're gonna hate us after this one!! Don't hurt us, we're just writers!
After a few minutes, Phoebe seemed a little less shaken. So we went down to the living room where Mom and Grams were talking. They looked up and smiled, but they were still looking at Phoebe with odd expressions on their faces. I thought that she could use some cheering up right about now.
"Hey Phoebes," I said suddenly. "What would you say if I offered to make a batch of cookies just for you?"
She looked at me, still seeming a bit dazed, but ok for the most part. "Would they be chocolate chip?"
"They could be anything you want them to be," I said, almost overexcitedly. "What do you think?"
"I think," she said, smiling brightly at me, "that that is a wonderful idea, Piper."
I beamed, glad to see her smiling again. "Come on," I waved her towards the kitchen, "Let's go."
Phoebe stood up and we walked to the kitchen. As I started to gather the ingredients, she spoke to me.
"Thank you, Piper, for doing this for me. I feel better, I suppose, but that really freaked me out."
"Oh, Phoebe, you know I'd do anything to make you feel better, especially a simple batch of-." My words were cut off at the sight of a very handsome young man who was standing by the door of the kitchen. I couldn't speak as he walked towards the two of us. Suddenly, I couldn't keep quiet. "Who are you?" I stammered, suddenly getting a very bad feeling.
"Let's go out to the living room," he said. "Then I'll tell you who I am."
We couldn't seem to do anything else as we moved our feet back into the living room. Mom and Grams were faced away from us, talking quite animatedly.
"You might say," he said with a smirk on his face, "that I'm the Source of all evil." His last words were inhumanly loud, and he suddenly disappeared in what appeared to be a ball of flames.
Grams looked at us. "I guess we should talk," she said.
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Anyway, enough of my griping. Thanx a ton to xandersweetheart, Charmed Faeire, piper*halliwell11, piper, update soon!!!!!!(very creative name, by the way), Guardian-Angel11, and Susan, all of whom reviewed chapter 16!! For those keeping track, this one's from Piper's POV.
And, not to be advertising or anything, but Sammy has a new Harry Potter fic up, using the name Sammy Solo, that she's dying to reviews on, good or bad. Flames are most certainly welcome. So if like magic, go read that one too!! Thanx again, and we hope you continue to enjoy!!!
~Jen/Sammy/Mandie
P.S.- I wish to issue a SCW- Severe Cliffhanger Warning. If you thought the rest of our chapters just left you hanging, you're gonna hate us after this one!! Don't hurt us, we're just writers!
After a few minutes, Phoebe seemed a little less shaken. So we went down to the living room where Mom and Grams were talking. They looked up and smiled, but they were still looking at Phoebe with odd expressions on their faces. I thought that she could use some cheering up right about now.
"Hey Phoebes," I said suddenly. "What would you say if I offered to make a batch of cookies just for you?"
She looked at me, still seeming a bit dazed, but ok for the most part. "Would they be chocolate chip?"
"They could be anything you want them to be," I said, almost overexcitedly. "What do you think?"
"I think," she said, smiling brightly at me, "that that is a wonderful idea, Piper."
I beamed, glad to see her smiling again. "Come on," I waved her towards the kitchen, "Let's go."
Phoebe stood up and we walked to the kitchen. As I started to gather the ingredients, she spoke to me.
"Thank you, Piper, for doing this for me. I feel better, I suppose, but that really freaked me out."
"Oh, Phoebe, you know I'd do anything to make you feel better, especially a simple batch of-." My words were cut off at the sight of a very handsome young man who was standing by the door of the kitchen. I couldn't speak as he walked towards the two of us. Suddenly, I couldn't keep quiet. "Who are you?" I stammered, suddenly getting a very bad feeling.
"Let's go out to the living room," he said. "Then I'll tell you who I am."
We couldn't seem to do anything else as we moved our feet back into the living room. Mom and Grams were faced away from us, talking quite animatedly.
"You might say," he said with a smirk on his face, "that I'm the Source of all evil." His last words were inhumanly loud, and he suddenly disappeared in what appeared to be a ball of flames.
Grams looked at us. "I guess we should talk," she said.
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