Chapter 6: Line Of Reasoning
"I wish Leo would take me to places like that on a day out," Piper moaned as Phoebe just let her know that Cole took the day off to shimmer her to Victoria Falls, "actually, it would be nice if he took any time off to help me when I'm so heavily pregnant."
"I thought orbing was the only thing that made you feel sick in this trimester of your pregnancy," her sister garbled, looking up from her laptop, "that's it. I finished it!" With the little practice she had, she was getting good and fast at this advice column business. She was definitely told how extraordinary and unique her approach was. She could see how the Phoebe of this world was so loved by the readers, and she would be nothing less. It was only a year and a half different in their lives, it could not have changed too much about her personality, she assumed.
"I'm not sure you're okay to go, even if you've sent your article in," Paige walked into the kitchen to join them and tossed the phone down the counter, "we've got witch business."
"I don't like this," Phoebe complained, "I mean, I really don't! There seems to be a consensus between the great powers of good and evil, that whenever we could have some fluffy innocent fun, they let something happen, so that we can't enjoy life!"
"Dunno about great forces, Phoebe, but Darryl did call and asked us to look into something. There seems to be a huge increase in bank automat theft."
"Wouldn't that be the police's job?" Phoebe tried again.
"Not if the cameras show the delinquent simply putting their hands through the outside metallic cover, as if it wasn't there. We could go after the demon ourselves, but the tapes show several different demons doing the same thing. Even if it was a shape shifter, it can not be at different places at the same time. We all have to go in distinct direction to catch them all."
"I hate this," Phoebe scorned and sighed.
"We are aware of that, knotty batty," Paige exchanged looks with Piper over Phoebe's excessive protests against witch duties, "you have pointed it out quite a few times already."
"Yeah, well, I mean it," Phoebe shut her computer down, "but I have an idea. We don't need to catch these demons. We can simply vanquish them remote control. I know a potion, that is harmless to humans. Give me a piece of paper. Darryl will need to spray this over the push buttons of the cash machines and the demons would get infected on touch. As easy as that," she handed the paper over to her sisters, "now if you excuse me, I need to choose some nice summer dress," she ran up the stairs.
"Piper? I dunno, but I don't think we used these ingredients before. What's boomslang skin?"
"The boomslang is an African snake with extremely nasty venom."
"Bundinum secretion?"
"What? Give me that list…leech juice, rat spleen…no wonder you don't recognise these. These constituents are employed in black magic."
"She wants us to perform black magic?"
"I'm afraid this Phoebe might not be evil, but thinks that the end justified the means."
"What we gonna do? We don't agree with that."
"We will just have to hunt these thieves down one by one, without her help."
"I mean about her. No matter how hard we try to believe in her, that year being technically the first lady of worldly operations of the underworld has changed her. There has to be a way we can turn this around."
"Worry about that later, Paige. How many demons are we meant to vanquish today?"
Tbc