A/N: Ah, well, I got a bunch of emails and a couple of reviews saying I should not end the season quickly, and write it out later. So what do I say? I say, ah, heck, I will.
I would like to express my thanks to succubus-69. The reviews have encouraged me along my path of writing, so thanks to her.
Hope you enjoy this act!
INT. MANOR - ATTIC - NIGHT. A tired looking Paige is flipping through the Book of Shadows. Phoebe comes upstairs looking tired and yawning.
PHOEBE
Sweetie, what are you doing? It's three o'clock in the morning.
PAIGE (mumbling)
Gotta find a spell.
PHOEBE
What?
PAIGE
A spell. I have to find a spell.
PHOEBE
Okay, well, is there a relaxation spell in there?
PAIGE
Cute. Very cute.
PHOEBE
What are you looking for, anyway?
PAIGE
A spell to change the minds of the teachers at Magic School.
PHOEBE
Paige, you can't use magic to change the minds of others. It's not
fair to them at all.
PAIGE
You find me here in the attic at three o'clock in the morning—do you
think I actually care?
PHOEBE
Paige.
PAIGE
Look, Phoebe, I am not looking for any of your arguments, okay? If
you don't support me, I am fine with that, but I am going to go
through with this anyway.
PHOEBE
Okay, you know what?
She grabs the Book of Shadows from the stand and levitates high up in the air and suspends herself up to a height that Paige can't reach.
PAIGE
Hey! What the hell are you doing?
PHOEBE
Saving your ass. You can meddle with other people's emotions,
Paige, you have to learn that.
PAIGE
Why not? We've done it before? Book.
The Book of Shadows in Phoebe's arms orbs out and back into Paige's arms. She puts it on the stand and flips through it. Phoebe lowers herself back down to the ground.
PHOEBE
Yes, but you're manipulating them with a spell. There have been so
many times that I've wanted to use a spell to solve problems like
that, but I've accepted the fact that I can't. And you need to, too.
PAIGE
But Phoebe, those kids ... they're the next generation of magic, and
now they're being shot down? I can't let that happen, Phoebe. I
won't let that happen. Damn it!
PHOEBE
What's wrong?
PAIGE
There is not a single damn spell in this book that will allow me to
change the thoughts of others. Oh, wait! Maybe if I reword this one
it'll work.
PHOEBE
Wait, Paige, before you-
PAIGE (chanting quickly)
Hear these words, hear this rhyme;
heed the hope within my mind.
Thoughts and opinions, what we admire;
bring them now, do what I desire.
There's an explosion of smoke, and when it clears, things are still the same. Nothing has changed.
PAIGE
Did it work?
PHOEBE
No.
PAIGE
Damn!
PHOEBE
Well, all that did was bring on the potential cause of my death:
second hand smoke.
PAIGE
Okay, well, this is just a silly obstacle, and it's not going to stop me.
One way or another, I'm gonna keep Magic School open.
And with those final words, Paige orbs out of the attic with the Book of Shadows. Phoebe jumps up into action and rushes out of the attic.
INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT. Paige puts a pot on the stove and opens the Book of Shadows and looks through the ingredients. Phoebe comes running downstairs.
PHOEBE
Whoa. Wait. Stop. What are you doing?
PAIGE
I'm mixing a potion.
PHOEBE
Why?
PAIGE
I'm thinking of rewording the spell to open someone's heart, like we
did to Piper, and then I'm going to make a potion to allow me to
tamper with it.
PHOEBE
You're gonna tamper with someone's mind?
PAIGE
I think we've established that already. Hey, could you pass me the
basil? It's the first ingredient on the list.
PHOEBE
No! No, I am not going to pass you the basil, because what you are
doing is completely wrong.
PAIGE
Phoebe, the basil.
PHOEBE
No, Paige, didn't you hear me? You can't mess with other people's
thoughts. Magic just doesn't work that way.
PAIGE
Well, I'll show you a way magic does work! Basil.
The basil jar inside the cabinet orbs out and reorbs into Paige's hand. She opens it and begins to measure out the amount.
PHOEBE
Paige, please. Listen to me. Don't do this.
PAIGE
Could you pass the borage? Second cabinet to the right.
Phoebe hesitates.
PAIGE
Or I could always orb it.
Phoebe sighs and opens the cabinet and tosses Paige another little jar, who then smiles in triumph and begins to measure it out into the pot.
INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - MORNING. Phoebe is making herself a cup of coffee. Piper and Leo come downstairs, holding hands. Phoebe notices.
PHOEBE
Oh, subtle. Very, very subtle. You two have a bit of fun last night? I
heard tossing and turning.
PIPER
Leo and I had trouble sleeping last night.
PHOEBE
Don't make me tattoo "blond" across your forehead.
PIPER
Cute. Where's Paige?
PHOEBE
Oh, probably up in the attic testing her new potion.
LEO
Potion? What potion?
PHOEBE
Paige has this new damn-anyone-who-tries-to-get-in-my-way
attitude.
PIPER
Towards what?
PHOEBE
Towards bringing back Magic School.
LEO
She's really that determined, huh?
PHOEBE
Well, you know Paige. Once she has her mind set on something,
she's pretty darn firm about it.
PIPER
Hold on. What kind of potion are we talking about?
PHOEBE
One that tampers with someone's thoughts and emotions.
INT. MANOR - ATTIC - DAY. Paige is surrounded by candles is in a circle of candles with a bubbling pot in front of her and a paper in the other.
She begins to read the spell.
PAIGE (chanting)
Open their minds to reveal
That part which only they can feel ...
Paige does not notice as a different container of ingredients is levitated off of the table and pours itself into the pot discreetly.
PAIGE (cont'd)
... Let me change what I desire
once I'm done, they shall admire
Piper, Phoebe, and Leo come running into the attic, but are only able to watch Paige drop the paper in her hand as the spell.
PIPER
Paige, no!
Before she can say anything, the bubbling pot explodes in a burst of smoke, and when it clears, Paige is gone.
PIPER
Damn it!
PHOEBE
Wait, where'd she go? Piper, where did she go?
PIPER
I'm not sure.
FADE OUT
END OF ACT I
I would like to express my thanks to succubus-69. The reviews have encouraged me along my path of writing, so thanks to her.
Hope you enjoy this act!
INT. MANOR - ATTIC - NIGHT. A tired looking Paige is flipping through the Book of Shadows. Phoebe comes upstairs looking tired and yawning.
PHOEBE
Sweetie, what are you doing? It's three o'clock in the morning.
PAIGE (mumbling)
Gotta find a spell.
PHOEBE
What?
PAIGE
A spell. I have to find a spell.
PHOEBE
Okay, well, is there a relaxation spell in there?
PAIGE
Cute. Very cute.
PHOEBE
What are you looking for, anyway?
PAIGE
A spell to change the minds of the teachers at Magic School.
PHOEBE
Paige, you can't use magic to change the minds of others. It's not
fair to them at all.
PAIGE
You find me here in the attic at three o'clock in the morning—do you
think I actually care?
PHOEBE
Paige.
PAIGE
Look, Phoebe, I am not looking for any of your arguments, okay? If
you don't support me, I am fine with that, but I am going to go
through with this anyway.
PHOEBE
Okay, you know what?
She grabs the Book of Shadows from the stand and levitates high up in the air and suspends herself up to a height that Paige can't reach.
PAIGE
Hey! What the hell are you doing?
PHOEBE
Saving your ass. You can meddle with other people's emotions,
Paige, you have to learn that.
PAIGE
Why not? We've done it before? Book.
The Book of Shadows in Phoebe's arms orbs out and back into Paige's arms. She puts it on the stand and flips through it. Phoebe lowers herself back down to the ground.
PHOEBE
Yes, but you're manipulating them with a spell. There have been so
many times that I've wanted to use a spell to solve problems like
that, but I've accepted the fact that I can't. And you need to, too.
PAIGE
But Phoebe, those kids ... they're the next generation of magic, and
now they're being shot down? I can't let that happen, Phoebe. I
won't let that happen. Damn it!
PHOEBE
What's wrong?
PAIGE
There is not a single damn spell in this book that will allow me to
change the thoughts of others. Oh, wait! Maybe if I reword this one
it'll work.
PHOEBE
Wait, Paige, before you-
PAIGE (chanting quickly)
Hear these words, hear this rhyme;
heed the hope within my mind.
Thoughts and opinions, what we admire;
bring them now, do what I desire.
There's an explosion of smoke, and when it clears, things are still the same. Nothing has changed.
PAIGE
Did it work?
PHOEBE
No.
PAIGE
Damn!
PHOEBE
Well, all that did was bring on the potential cause of my death:
second hand smoke.
PAIGE
Okay, well, this is just a silly obstacle, and it's not going to stop me.
One way or another, I'm gonna keep Magic School open.
And with those final words, Paige orbs out of the attic with the Book of Shadows. Phoebe jumps up into action and rushes out of the attic.
INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT. Paige puts a pot on the stove and opens the Book of Shadows and looks through the ingredients. Phoebe comes running downstairs.
PHOEBE
Whoa. Wait. Stop. What are you doing?
PAIGE
I'm mixing a potion.
PHOEBE
Why?
PAIGE
I'm thinking of rewording the spell to open someone's heart, like we
did to Piper, and then I'm going to make a potion to allow me to
tamper with it.
PHOEBE
You're gonna tamper with someone's mind?
PAIGE
I think we've established that already. Hey, could you pass me the
basil? It's the first ingredient on the list.
PHOEBE
No! No, I am not going to pass you the basil, because what you are
doing is completely wrong.
PAIGE
Phoebe, the basil.
PHOEBE
No, Paige, didn't you hear me? You can't mess with other people's
thoughts. Magic just doesn't work that way.
PAIGE
Well, I'll show you a way magic does work! Basil.
The basil jar inside the cabinet orbs out and reorbs into Paige's hand. She opens it and begins to measure out the amount.
PHOEBE
Paige, please. Listen to me. Don't do this.
PAIGE
Could you pass the borage? Second cabinet to the right.
Phoebe hesitates.
PAIGE
Or I could always orb it.
Phoebe sighs and opens the cabinet and tosses Paige another little jar, who then smiles in triumph and begins to measure it out into the pot.
INT. MANOR - KITCHEN - MORNING. Phoebe is making herself a cup of coffee. Piper and Leo come downstairs, holding hands. Phoebe notices.
PHOEBE
Oh, subtle. Very, very subtle. You two have a bit of fun last night? I
heard tossing and turning.
PIPER
Leo and I had trouble sleeping last night.
PHOEBE
Don't make me tattoo "blond" across your forehead.
PIPER
Cute. Where's Paige?
PHOEBE
Oh, probably up in the attic testing her new potion.
LEO
Potion? What potion?
PHOEBE
Paige has this new damn-anyone-who-tries-to-get-in-my-way
attitude.
PIPER
Towards what?
PHOEBE
Towards bringing back Magic School.
LEO
She's really that determined, huh?
PHOEBE
Well, you know Paige. Once she has her mind set on something,
she's pretty darn firm about it.
PIPER
Hold on. What kind of potion are we talking about?
PHOEBE
One that tampers with someone's thoughts and emotions.
INT. MANOR - ATTIC - DAY. Paige is surrounded by candles is in a circle of candles with a bubbling pot in front of her and a paper in the other.
She begins to read the spell.
PAIGE (chanting)
Open their minds to reveal
That part which only they can feel ...
Paige does not notice as a different container of ingredients is levitated off of the table and pours itself into the pot discreetly.
PAIGE (cont'd)
... Let me change what I desire
once I'm done, they shall admire
Piper, Phoebe, and Leo come running into the attic, but are only able to watch Paige drop the paper in her hand as the spell.
PIPER
Paige, no!
Before she can say anything, the bubbling pot explodes in a burst of smoke, and when it clears, Paige is gone.
PIPER
Damn it!
PHOEBE
Wait, where'd she go? Piper, where did she go?
PIPER
I'm not sure.
FADE OUT
END OF ACT I