Here's the next chapter, hope you like it. I do not own anything, just having a little fun writing.

Prue sighed as she pulled the casserold out of the over. "Looks like we'll have to call the window repairman…again."

Edward slapped his hand to his cheek. "I completely forgot about the window, I'm so sorry!"

"Don't worry about it," said Phebe tenderly, "I wasn't your fault."

Edward chuckled. "That's not what I meant. I meant that I'm sorry that I forgot to fix the window. I'll go fix it now, before I forget."

"Fix the window?" said Phebe, a little bit taken aback, "You can do that?"

"Sure," assured Edward, "You can watch me if you'd like."

"I wouldn't miss it," said Phebe.

Edward walked back to the sitting room, with the two sisters right behind him. He stepped in front of the broken window, clapped his hands together, and placed his hands on the window frame. The broken shards flew up, carried by some unseen force, and realigned themselves on the window. It was perfect. One couldn't even tell that it had suffered any damage.

Edward stepped back and examined his work. "Is that the way it's supposed to look? I didn't get much of a chance to see it before that thing destroyed it."

"No," said Phebe, "It looks too good. It outshines the rest of the windows." She winked at Edward.

Edward chuckled. "I could always age it a little if you want."

"No, no, I was just fooling around," said Phebe, shaking her head, "It's perfect, really. Thanks so much for fixing that; you just save us a lot of money."

"I'm just happy to be able to do something for you in return for the kindness you've given me." Edward smiled and then leaned against the window frame. "I hate to be in debt to anyone."

"Oh," Phebe cooed, "You're not in debt to us, Edward. It's our job to help people such as yourself."

"Just the same, I don't like to be outdone by anyone. Touka Koukan." (usually pronounced "to-ka ko-ka" The "n" is often not heard.)

"Toka-what?" said Phebe, a bit confused.

"Touka Koukan," affirmed Edward, "It means equivalent trade. It's the law that governs alchemy, and it's a good principle for the rest of life as well."

"Touka Koukan," Phebe mused, "I'll have to remember that."

"Are you two going to continue gawking, or would you like to come and eat before the food gets cold?" said Prue.

"Did somebody say 'food'?" said Edward excitedly. With that, he broke into a run and headed straight for the kitchen.

Phebe chuckled. Good, she thought, at least he hasn't entirely lost his childhood yet.

By and by, Piper came home. "So, how's the newcomer?"

"He's asleep," said Phebe, "He's still pretty tired after today."

"Oh, the poor guy," said Piper, "I wonder if he'd like to come with me to P3 tomorrow during the day? We could get a chance to talk, and maybe find some things out."

"I'm sure he'd like that," said Phebe, "He said that he'd be interested just before you left."

"Ok, tomorrow it is then. That is, if he's still interested by tomorrow."

"I'm sure he will be," Phebe said with a twinkle in her eye.

Piper woke up the next morning, realizing that Leo had never come home the night before. So, while yawning and stretching, she vowed she would kill him as soon as he showed up. She got up and went out to the kitchen to find something to eat. The other two sisters and their guest were already up and eating breakfast.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," said Prue, a little more cheerful than normal, "How was your sleep?"

"Aside from the fact that that man who calls himself my husband never showed up, it was fine," she yawned. "Do you have a photo shoot today or something? Is that why you're so cheerful?"

"Actually, yes I do," answered Prue, "And Phebe has an appointment today too. We were wondering if you wouldn't mind tending to our guest today."

"I'm not a child, you know," said Edward as he took a sip of orange juice, "I can take care of myself. You don't need to bother yourselves with keeping me occupied."

"True, but how will we figure out how to help you if we don't spend some time with you?" asked Prue.

Edward shrugged his shoulders. "I guess you're right."

"I already said that I'd take him to P3, so sure, I can tend to him today," said Piper.

"Good, it's decided then," said Prue, very much in charge. She finished her meal, then got up and left, barely remembering to say goodbye before she stepped out the door.

"She's the eldest, isn't she?" Edward chuckled. He bit into a piece of toast. "My little brother's always telling me I'm too bossy." He dropped his eyes to his lap. "I…I hope I'll get to see him again."

Phebe patted his arm and tried to console him. "Don't worry, we'll get you back to you world. You'll see your brother again."

Edward managed a weak smile. "I hope so. I really hope so."

After a while, Phebe left for her appointment, so it was just Piper and Edward left at the house. "Well," said Piper, "Shall we hit the road?"

"I'm certainly ready;" he said enthusiastically, "Let's go."

For the first couple hours after they had arrived at P3, Ed was quite enthused with exploring the place and asking all sorts of questions about her work there. However, one thing that Piper neglected to pay attention to was that in spite of Edward's incredible intelligence, he was still very much a kid. Edward soon got bored, and when Piper wasn't looking, he slipped out the back door. He was only going to go for a short walk. He'd be back before she even knew he was gone.

As he was walking, he noticed a group of young adults gathered on the side of the road. What were they doing? He moved closer. Aha, so that's what they were doing! It was a gang taunting a young woman. He couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Edward pushed his way into the crowd. "Hey, will you leave her alone? She's done nothing to deserve this!"

"Well, well, look at what the cat dragged in," said one of the boys.

"Just let her go, okay?" said Edward defiantly.

The boy that had spoken before grabbed Ed by the collar and said, "And what are you gonna do about it, shorty?"

Ed narrowed his eyes and looked as if sparks would fly out any minute. That was the one thing you never wanted to say to Ed, now he would pay.

Edward clapped his hands together, and held them parallel to the ground. Being held in place by his collar, he couldn't touch the ground, but he didn't really need to if he concentrated hard enough.

The ground started shaking beneath their feet. The boy let go of Edward in order to keep his balance, which was a bad move on his part, because that left Ed free to touch the ground, which he promptly did. A giant stone hand came out of the ground and hit the guy who had called Ed short. Perhaps a bit overdone, Edward though, but if he was going to do something like this, why not do it with some flair?

The guy that was knocked down picked himself back up. "I'm not going to be beaten by a kid, magical or not," said the guy. Turning to his cronies, he said, "Do whatever it takes to get rid of him, but don't let him touch the ground."

One of the henchmen pulled a gun on Edward, and was about to pull the trigger. Edward clapped his hands together. "Oh no, you don't," said the henchman, who repositioned himself so that that Edward couldn't touch the ground without getting shot.

Instead of going for the ground, however, Edward clapped his hands onto the gun itself. Blue sparks arose out of his hands for a few seconds, while all the members of the gang stared wide-eyed at the spectacle.

When he removed his hands, the gun was tied up into a knot! "Face it," said Edward, "Your tactics are useless against me."

Just then, the leader of the gang drew a knife that he had hidden in his belt and came charging after Edward. Edward transmuted the blade onto his mechanical arm again, and prepared to fight the big guy.

"You're nothing without your hocus pocus magic tricks," said the gang leader. "How will you far in close combat?"

"Bring it on," said Edward, a sinister grin crossing his face.

The two fought for some time. They were both amazingly skilled fighters. Every time one would charge, the other would dodge, only to come back with a swing, which the other would block.

The sound of police sirens finally brought the two back to reality. They stopped fighting, but the policemen were already upon them. Both Edward and the gang leader were handcuffed and shoved into patrol cars.

Great, thought Edward, now what should I do? I should have just stayed with Piper. I could easily break out of here, but then I'd be charged with resisting arrest. He sighed and sake down into his seat. This was just not his day.

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