A/N: Okay, so I'm really blonde and I forgot to explain something again. the whole Sydney talking in her sleep and "don't frost the pie!" thing was actually on Alias. Vaughn and Syd were quarantined for some odd stupid reason and they had to spend the night in the same room. And the next morning, Vaughn told Syd that she talks in her sleep and she asked what she said and he replied "don't frost the pie!" So yeah, more humor that I forgot to explain for all my people that don't watch Alias. hehe, I called you guys my people.
"Come on Paige." Phoebe begged, again for the hundredth time.
Paige folded her arms across her chest and shook her head, "No."
"Why not?"
"You know why not."
"No, Paige, I don't. You still have yet to give me a reason." Phoebe countered, placing her hands on her hips and jutting out her hip a little.
"Well, for one thing I don't have the money."
Phoebe held up the credit card she took from Victor for Paige to see, "Money."
Paige made a face at her and said, "I like my hair the way it is."
"But you would look so much better with red hair. Wouldn't she, Fernando?"
That's right, Pheebs, call in the reinforcements, Paige thought.
"Yes, she would, you would. It would do wonders for your complexion." Fernando agreed heartily.
Traitor, Paige silently cursed him. She sighed and nodded, "Alright. If you insist."
Phoebe clapped her hands together and smiled, "Goody, you won't regret it, Paige."
"I better not." Paige muttered.
Fernando set work upon Paige's hair and an hour later, she had her new hair. It was a light, almost strawberry blonde color, and was shorter, no longer past her shoulders, but just above them. And now with its new shortness, it had a cute little flip to the ends that it didn't have before. Fernando styled it in loose curls that made it even shorter.
Paige ran a hand over her hair and smiled. Phoebe waited anxiously for what she had to say. At last, Paige turned and said, "Alright, I admit. I look good, really good."
Phoebe squealed and gave her a quick hug, "See, what did I tell you. You're complexion is way warmer and you don't look so much like Snow White anymore."
"Thanks." Paige answered, sarcasm entering her voice.
Phoebe grinned and looked in the mirror, running her fingers through her new hair. She had gone blonde. Well, sort of blonde. There were still traces of her brown hair in her new color but they looked like highlights. "Cole is going to love this."
"How do you know?" Paige wondered, gazing at her reflection too.
Phoebe rolled her eyes, impatiently, "Because he told me a couple days ago that I would look good as a blonde and that I should dye it."
"Don't tell me that you did this for Cole?"
"What?" Phoebe asked, shocked that Paige would suggest such a thing. "No, of course not. I did it for me and a little bit for Cole. But only like ten percent. The other ninety percent was for me."
"Uh, huh." Paige didn't believe her.
"Okay, so it's more like seventy/thirty. So sue me."
"I just might do that." Paige answered.
Phoebe made a face at her, "And what about you, do you think that Glen will like your new hair?"
Paige froze. She hadn't even thought of what Glen would think. Would he like it? Would he hate it? Would he ask her to dye it back? Would he even notice? What would she do if he didn't notice? Should she break up with him? Should she change it back? It wasn't too late. They were still at the salon. It wouldn't be that hard to have her hair dyed back to its original dark brown.
"Hello, Paige? Come in Paige." Phoebe waved a hand in front of Paige's eyes.
Paige blinked and let out the breath that she had been holding in, "Yeah?"
"I asked you a question?"
"Remind me what it was."
Phoebe let out an exaggerated sigh, "I said, 'Do you think that Glen will like your new hair?'"
Paige shrugged, "I don't know. I hope so."
"Well, he better or he's gonna have to deal with an older sister beating the crap out of him on his doorstep." Phoebe announced with a short nod of her head to emphasize her point.
"Speaking of older sisters, did you tell Piper about our little salon trip?"
Phoebe looked down at her shoes, suddenly interested in the world down there. "Um, no not really," She said, quietly, hoping that Paige wouldn't hear her.
Paige did hear her. "What?! You didn't tell Piper? She is going to freak!"
Phoebe looked up, "Maybe she won't notice, she does have a lot on her mind lately with Leo and whatever she and Sydney learned a few weeks ago. That reminds me, we still have to find out what it was that they found out."
"She's going to notice. Piper might be a little distracted lately, but she's not that distracted. And you know as well as I do that she's never going to tell us what they learned."
Phoebe hung her head for a moment, in defeat. "Yeah, okay, so she will notice. That is a fact. But we will find out what they know. We're her sisters, it's our job to find out secrets that she tries to hide from us."
Paige shook her head, wearily, "Well, whatever. Can we go home? I want nothing more than to curl up on the couch and watch TV."
Phoebe laughed, "Okay, okay, we'll go home. Bye Fernando and thank you."
"You're welcome, girls, please come back soon."
"We will," Paige and Phoebe promised at the same time, over their shoulders as they headed out the door.
"Hmmm, looks like it's going to rain." Phoebe remarked, pulling out her cell phone to call a cab.
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"Syd, wait!" Piper yelled after Sydney as the latter girl bolted up the manor stairs two at a time. Sydney didn't wait, but sped up her pace as her feet hit level ground. Piper sighed and followed her into the room they shared for the weekend. By the time she got there, Sydney had ripped open her suitcase and had rummaged through half of it. "Syd, what are you looking for?"
"This," Sydney held up a white, slightly crumpled envelope, "It's the one I found last week."
"What's it have to do with you thinking that you saw your mother?" Piper asked.
Sydney was at a loss for words, "I don't know. But it has to do with something." She ripped it open and scanned the letter quickly. She almost dropped it when she read who it was from.
"What's the matter? Who's it from?"
"My mother," Sydney gasped, actually dropping the letter.
"Syd, your mom died when you were six."
"Don't you think I know that?" Sydney snapped.
"Maybe she wrote it ten years ago." Piper said, trying to calm Sydney down from her ever approaching panic attack.
"It's dated a week ago." Sydney answered.
Piper couldn't think of what to say. If she had gotten a letter from her mom after thinking that she had died ten years earlier, she would be having a panic attack as well. So instead, Piper said, "How about we go down to the kitchen and I make us some tea and we go from there. Okay?"
Sydney nodded, "Okay."
Piper gave her a reassuring and led the way to the kitchen. Soon enough, she had water in the tea kettle, waiting for it to boil. She reached into the cupboard and pulled down two mugs. Then she grabbed two tea bags from the pantry and set one in each cup. Sydney sat at the counter on a bar stool, staring at the counter. Piper doubted that she even saw the counter.
The front door opened and closed, followed by the sounds of Paige and Phoebe laughing. They appeared in the kitchen a few seconds later, slightly damp for it had started to rain on the cab ride home. It didn't matter that they had sprinted up the walk to the manor, they had gotten wet as it was. When they noticed Piper and Sydney's solemn looks, their laughter died and their smiles faded.
"What's going on?" Phoebe asked.
"What's going on," Piper echoed, "is that Sydney found a letter from her mom and..." Piper stopped, seeing her sisters' hair, "...what the hell did you two do?"
"We colored our hair," Paige said, with an even tone and a slight lift of her chin.
"Why?" Piper asked next.
"We felt like we needed a change. And you know, you could use one too." Phoebe pointed to Piper's ponytail.
Piper looked up for a second, trying to see what Phoebe pointed at. Then realizing that she wouldn't be able to see her hair without a mirror, she looked back at her two sisters, "My hair's fine, thank you."
Phoebe shrugged, "Okay, whatever you say. How about we go back to what's bugging Sydney. What happened, again?"
Paige rolled her eyes, "Geez Phoebe, a half hour with that hair and you're already acting like a blonde."
"Thanks, Paige." Phoebe replied, sarcastically.
"Anytime, Phoebe," Paige answered with the same note of sarcasm.
Piper stared at her sisters, wondering if they were in fact her sisters. Enough weird stuff had been happening lately that she wouldn't be surprised to learn that they weren't. "Anyway, Syd and I were going to have some tea. Would you two like some?"
Paige and Phoebe considered it before nodding and sitting down on bar stools next to Sydney. "So, what happened?" Phoebe asked again.
"Nothing," Sydney answered, quietly, still staring but finding a new interest in her hands instead of the counter.
Phoebe looked to Piper to either confirm or deny what Sydney said. Piper shook her head, telling Phoebe to drop the subject. Phoebe did.
Just after the water had boiled and Piper set the mugs of tea down in front of everyone and grabbed one for herself, a loud thunderclap sounded, followed by the lights going out suddenly. The kitchen was very dark without light and in a storm.
"What just happened?" Paige asked.
"The power went out," Piper said, stating the obvious. "I'll go check the circuit breaker. Phoebe come with and hold the flash light."
"Nah-uh, I'm going upstairs to find some candles." And with that said, Phoebe promptly left the kitchen and headed upstairs.
Piper sighed and turned to Paige, "Paige?"
Paige nodded, and set down her mug, "Alright."
Piper turned to Sydney, "Syd, will you be okay?"
"It's just a blackout," Sydney answered.
Piper nodded, and turned to Paige, who had already fetched the flashlight, "Okay, come on, Paige."
Less than five minutes later, Piper and Paige came back up from the basement.
"Well?" Sydney asked.
"Power's out. For the night at least," Piper answered.
"This is going to be interesting." Paige commented.
p3charmed4eva- lol, who says she was seeing things? and did you know that talking to your self is the first sign of insanity? Cause that means that I've been insane for half my life.
pyschokitty3- Oh I'm sorry, I don't think I got your review before I put up the last chapter. But hey, I'm replying now. I hate my computer too! I swear it like knows when I'm on and does it's best to annoy me. It never does anything when my dad's on, only me. Yup, Syd and Piper are very smart people.
Chub- I want to go to Venice! Hell, I want to go to Europe in general! See you went you get back. Bon voyage!
syad yniar- Syd's mother is supposed to be dead, that's why it's interesting. And shame on you for doing something your not supposed to be doing. What am I saying, I'd probably do the same thing. hehe, hope your shoulder's better and that you found out what happened. that's cool, rainy days. i like it. my pen name is a very odd reason and I'll explain it if you want me too but for now, I'll leave it as confsuing, and you live in Brazil? Tres cool! and if you don't speak french, tres means 'very' or something like that. my french grammer sucks. and trust me, your grammer's not that bad. it's better than mine. really. it is.
Lost darkness- I think I have the same sign. I wonder if they mass produce them. They probably do. And a shepard's pie is like a meat pie. So yeah, chocolate and meat do not mix.
Charmed-angel4- I don't why it's called blackmail. i guess they, whoever "they" is, thought it sounded cool. i don't know. and you live in New Zealand? I wish I lived in new zealand. I really do.
Klutz101- um, yeah, okay, what sounds good? sorry. my memory sucks. like bad. really really bad.
x3Tinkerbell07- yay! you're back. my family and rain don't mix either. actually my family and me don't mix. i don't even know why they're my family. they're much too sane to be related to me. too sane. way too sane.
Princess Pinky- you'll see what Syd's mom has to do with things soon. well a few chapters depending on how my writing goes but yeah, soon. I'm glad that you like the funny comments. i was actually laughing when i wrote them. really. i was.