Draco: …
Andy: …
Tristan: …is she ok?
Draco: …nope. She's hopeless.
WE: (blinks) wait, where'd you come from?
Tristan: you wrote me in!
WE: no I didn't.
(Loud Booming Voice From Nowhere: CWAHAHAHAHAAAA! You'll never shoot me!)
Tristan: …random…
WE: well, you know what this means, right? (her and Andy grin evilly)
Draco: I'm going to regret this… what?
WE & Andy: TRISTON BASHING! (grab mallets and start bashing triston)
Triston: THE PAIN!
Swirls of Light – Chapter 2
"Hey Piper, have you seen my Armani shoes?" Prue asked as she walked into the kitchen.
"Um… No." Piper said distractedly. She was making spaghetti with her secret recipe of sauce for dinner for her, her sister, and Leo.
Phoebe then walked into the kitchen, a smile across her face. Prue looked at her in surprise, and then in shock as she looked down and saw Phoebe wearing her shoes.
"Phoebe! Those are my Armani shoes!"
"I'm sorry Prue, but I was looking in my closet for some good shoes and I couldn't find any, so I used yours."
"What do you need them for?"
Well, Cole said he would take me out to dinner tonight, since the bounty hunters haven't been after him for awhile." Phoebe said with a smile.
"Well, I need them for a date I'm going on toni--."
"Wait a minute." Piper said, jerking her head up from her bubbling sauce. "You're both going out tonight?"
"Yeah, didn't we tell you?" Phoebe said.
"No!" Piper said frantically. "Guys! I made dinner and everything!"
"Sorry, Piper." Her sisters said in unison.
"I guess I'll just have to eat with Leo then." Piper said with a sigh. Then there was a swirl of white light and Leo appeared, a worried look on his face. "Oh no, what's wrong?" Piper asked.
"I'm sorry Piper, but there's a problem with one of my charges and I'll have to miss dinner tonight." Leo said hastily and then orbed out.
"Hey!" Piper screamed. "You can not do that! Come back here!"
There was a whirl of white lights, and Piper mumbled, "He had better come back…" But, to Piper's dislike and surprise, it wasn't her husband, but her bartender at her club, P3. Phoebe stepped back and Prue stood in front of her youngest sister. "Chris…" Phoebe said. "Oh my god, you're a warlock. Or—or a whitelighter. What are you?"
"I'm a witch." Chris said anxiously. "And I need your help. The Charmed Ones help."
(after smoke clears from fight, WhiteEvil is suddenly bored)
WE: looks at andy wanna go dye our hair? (andy shrugs) Draco, wanna come with?
Draco: no.
WE: ppppplllllllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssssssssseeeeeeeee?
Draco: …No.
WE: (raises mallet high over her head) Please!
Draco: Alright, Alright! …stupid girl…
Draco: YAY!