A/N: Sorry for the delay, I'm lazy.
Teen Charmed: The Angry Years.
Dream Sorcerer:
The three sisters and Paige all are having a slumber party. Phoebe spies on Paige change to her bright pajamas. "Dude, why are you checking me out?" Paige asked, fed up with Phoebe's lesbian tendencies.
"I'm just checking out the bright pink PJ's. I like pink." She said as Piper applied more bleach to her hair.
"Phoebe, I don't think you're supposed to use this much." Piper warned.
"I told you its ok. My hair can totally take anything."
"Whore…" Prue said in that way that made her sound superior even though she wasn't as she flipped through a magazine checking out a movie article. "Man, this Heathers movie seems like totally awesome." She promoted Shannen Doherty's carrier.
"Oh please." Paige rolled her eyes, sitting on her sleeping bag. "It's just this big ass movie about bitchy girls in high school."
"Exactly!" Prue beamed, taking her retainer out. "Is like the perfect movie."
"I don't like it." Piper said putting the empty bleach bottle on the nightstand and getting another from the case. "Did you guys hear about the guy in the wheelchair?"
"What guy?" Phoebe said, cutting her hair in weird places.
"This guy, um, he said he could get into girl's dreams."
"That's the dumbest piece of bull I have ever heard." Paige said painting her nails bright red.
"Ew, you look like a vampire!" Prue bitched at Paige, since she didn't really like her. She felt like Paige was stepping on her shoes. If you know what I mean. "Piper, why did you bring such a stupid subject up?"
"Well, I just thought you would like to know that Susan Gilmore was found dead last week." Piper added, finishing bottle number seven.
"So?" Phoebe said with a shrug as she ran a razor on her head, trying to do a Mohawk, but left it haft way. "Oh I like how this looks!" She said as se kissed her reflection. "As I was saying, people die at our school every week."
"Curiously enough since we got our powers." Prue said. All eyes fell on her. "Well, it's true!"
"Guys!" Piper took control of the chat again. "I think this guy in the wheelchair built a machine to get into people's dreams and is killing them!"
"Piper, you're so dramatic." Prue said braiding her hair.
"You know, Prue, he said that you were next." Piper pointed out.
"What?"
"Ooh, sweet dreams, Prue." Paige chuckled as she tucked herself in.
"Guess you shouldn't have been so mean to him." Phoebe said, tucking herself on her own sleeping bag. "I wouldn't be able to sleep if I were you."
"Night, guys." Piper turned the lights off and got into bed with Prue. Everyone fell asleep pretty fast, except Prue. She tried to hold her eyes open but eventually fell to sleep.
In her mind…
"So you thought you could reject me, huh?" The dream sorcerer said as he gave Prue a sponge bad from hell.
"You miss a spot." Prue, who seemed to be enjoying it, said in a demanding tone.
"Aren't you the least bit scared?"
"Why should I be?" Prue said with a shrug. "I was looking for action beyond Andy, and if you are not crippled here, Woo!"
"You're twisted!"
"Says the man who killed girls in their dream."
"Hey! Do not judge me!"
"I can very well judge you!" Prue said TK'ing the man a bit. "Don't talk back at me." She TK'ed him again. The sorcerer dude was nearby the edge.
"Careful!"
"Oh now you're telling me what to do?" Prue yelled and TK'ed him out the window.
Suddenly Prue woke up surrounded by her sisters and Paige. "What the fuck were you dreaming about?" Paige asked folding her arms.
"The wheelchair dude tried to kill me!"
"He failed…" Phoebe said kind of disappointed.
"Don't look so disappointed." Piper said patting Phoebe's horrible new hair. "She'll die eventually."
"I know."
"Hello? Still in the room." Prue glared.
"What. Ever." Paige rolled her eyes. "God you guys are weird. Totally glad I'm not your sister too."
End.