"How about never? Is never good for you?"
"No, see, it kind of isn't."
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm in control here. It's MY dream. Geez, I feel like I should be singing nananabooboo."
"You amuse me," Phoebe said. "But killing you will be so much more fun than keeping you around."
"Yay?.Oh, yeah, see, that's a sharp and painful implement you've got there, so let's keep it a good six, seven, maybe even eight feet away. Mm- hmm, thanks."
Phoebe began to approach Paige with an athame. A fuzzy barrier suddenly sprung up between them. Paige let out a deep sigh. Now all she had to do was get herself out of her dream. Okay, Paige, she said to herself, time to wake up. Now, Paige, now! Why wasn't she waking up?
"This is like listening to one side of a phone conversation! Hey, do you think hitting her over the head with a frying pan will help?" Phoebe asked.
"What?!" Piper exclaimed.
Pouring boiling water over her head?"
"Phoebe."
"Ice water?"
"No, no, no, no, no! Phoebe, you are making this very hard on me. I need to worry and panic in peace and quiet."
"Sorry, Piper."
"I'm not panicking," Paige told herself. "Not panicking. Okay, self- help not working. Thinking calmly. You've gotten out of plenty of stuff like this before!"
"The barrier can only hold for so long, you know that, Paige. Just give up," Phoebe wheedled.
"No, I won't!"
"Come on, Paige, just let us through," tried Piper. "It'll be over soon. Just let down your guard. We're your sisters, you can trust us!"
"No, you are NOT my sisters! You are a stupid demon who is manipulating my fears and trying to eliminate the Power of Three by killing me.and I'm not going to let you! I'm not gonna kill myself, and I am sure as hell not gonna kill my sisters, so sorry, you are not a winner, please try again next time!"
Paige sat up straight, breathing heavily. Phoebe jumped. Piper rushed forward to the couch. "Wait!" Paige shouted quickly. Piper stopped in her tracks. "You're the good ones, right?"
Phoebe, who'd been sitting next to her, rushed over and hugged her. "Did that answer your question?"
Paige nodded and rested her head on Phoebe's shoulder. Piper came to them and sat down on the other side of Paige. "I'm really glad you woke up."
"Yeah? Me, too.
"We were getting really worried. Phoebe even considered hitting you over the head with a frying pan."
"What? I was desperate!"
"And then there was the boiling water."
"Stop."
"And if that didn't work."
"Piper."
"Alright, alright."
"No, see, it kind of isn't."
"Well, I'm sorry, I'm in control here. It's MY dream. Geez, I feel like I should be singing nananabooboo."
"You amuse me," Phoebe said. "But killing you will be so much more fun than keeping you around."
"Yay?.Oh, yeah, see, that's a sharp and painful implement you've got there, so let's keep it a good six, seven, maybe even eight feet away. Mm- hmm, thanks."
Phoebe began to approach Paige with an athame. A fuzzy barrier suddenly sprung up between them. Paige let out a deep sigh. Now all she had to do was get herself out of her dream. Okay, Paige, she said to herself, time to wake up. Now, Paige, now! Why wasn't she waking up?
"This is like listening to one side of a phone conversation! Hey, do you think hitting her over the head with a frying pan will help?" Phoebe asked.
"What?!" Piper exclaimed.
Pouring boiling water over her head?"
"Phoebe."
"Ice water?"
"No, no, no, no, no! Phoebe, you are making this very hard on me. I need to worry and panic in peace and quiet."
"Sorry, Piper."
"I'm not panicking," Paige told herself. "Not panicking. Okay, self- help not working. Thinking calmly. You've gotten out of plenty of stuff like this before!"
"The barrier can only hold for so long, you know that, Paige. Just give up," Phoebe wheedled.
"No, I won't!"
"Come on, Paige, just let us through," tried Piper. "It'll be over soon. Just let down your guard. We're your sisters, you can trust us!"
"No, you are NOT my sisters! You are a stupid demon who is manipulating my fears and trying to eliminate the Power of Three by killing me.and I'm not going to let you! I'm not gonna kill myself, and I am sure as hell not gonna kill my sisters, so sorry, you are not a winner, please try again next time!"
Paige sat up straight, breathing heavily. Phoebe jumped. Piper rushed forward to the couch. "Wait!" Paige shouted quickly. Piper stopped in her tracks. "You're the good ones, right?"
Phoebe, who'd been sitting next to her, rushed over and hugged her. "Did that answer your question?"
Paige nodded and rested her head on Phoebe's shoulder. Piper came to them and sat down on the other side of Paige. "I'm really glad you woke up."
"Yeah? Me, too.
"We were getting really worried. Phoebe even considered hitting you over the head with a frying pan."
"What? I was desperate!"
"And then there was the boiling water."
"Stop."
"And if that didn't work."
"Piper."
"Alright, alright."