"Hmm, it says here to get rid of an unwanted admirer, you have to just tell them they are a low down slimy creep." Phoebe 'read' from the Book of Shadows. Prue rolled her eyes and fingered the athame longingly.
"Phoebe, what does it really say?" She fixed her sister with a stern look. As helpful and sorry as Phoebe had been since the crash, she was just being annoying now.
"Are you sure you want to use magic at all? Besides you have to believe or know this admirer is a warlock. Did creep, I mean Max bleed?" Phoebe once more averted the question.
"Good question, I don't know, because he received no cuts or scratches only that broken leg." Prue concluded. Ever since she had got home from the hospital, almost a week earlier, she had done nothing but plan how to get rid of the guy who had caused her to total her car. Phoebe, eager to get in her good books again, was always there with a word of advice, or contempt, depending on whether the topic was how to get rid of Max, or just Max on his own.
"Either way... can we put this away now? It's making me nervous." Phoebe motioned to the bowl of hemlock on her lap.
"I'm not ready to totally give up on the idea yet..." Prue shrugged, poisoning was high on her list of to-dos to Max, as a result, many spell ingredients where strewn over the table in the solarium. Phoebe, for once being the rational one, was trying to talk Prue out of magical intervention with Max, being as they had no proof either way about him being or not being a warlock or demon.
"Take him out to dinner, get him in a good mood, dump him, short and sweet." Piper breezed through, Prue's face lit up at that idea. Phoebe looked interested, she tried phonecalls, letters, downright ignoring, and now with her new cell phone, SMS's to get rid of guys, but somehow Piper's idea held new promise.
"Guess we're done with this." Phoebe handed the Book to Piper, who returned it to its rightful place in the attic
"So what do you think Prue? Good idea?" Phoebe asked, as Piper returned.
"You know what? I might just do that." Prue reached for the phone and dialed a number, "Hi, is that Max? Oh, good. I was wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner tonight? I know a great place with disabled facilities. It'd be a five-minute walk from your house. You would? Oh that's great I'll pick you up in half an hour. Bye." Prue smiled at her sisters as she hung the phone up. The two sisters hooted with laughter.
"Disabled facilities! Great touch Prue." Prue smiled demurely and patted her laughing sisters on their shoulders. Phoebe again felt a jolt and she was having a premonition. Prue was wheeling Max along in a wheel chair and all of a sudden, the plaster casts on both his legs burst off as he transformed into a hideous monster. Prue screamed and blasted him away and Phoebe was back with her sisters, as usual not finidng out the true outcome. Too scared to realise that Max only had one leg broken and was using crutches, Phoebe managed to stutter that Prue shouldn't go on this date after all.
"What did you see this time?" Piper asked, and as Phoebe explained what she had seen. At the mention of 'Max' and 'monster' Prue instinctively rang Max and said she'd be a bit later instead and then ran upstairs to the attic and got the Book of Shadows. She returned quickly and set the book on the coffee table, as Piper began to flick through the pages.
Ten minutes later the three sisters looked at a page in the book where the monster was seen, the page had no heading except "Love Demons" which was the last place they would have looked.
"In short, these demons, were originally people starved of love from someone who they had feelings for. Driven mad by the lack of love, they pledge allegiance to these Love Demons. Then their duty is to find a witch, gain her love and kill her and take her soul back to their world where they keep her as, basically a love slave." Piper read aloud, "Ooh, maybe I shouldn't go out with that nice cop tomorrow night and you not go out with Brendan from college tomorrow either." A crease of concern worked itself across Piper's face.
"I knew it was was too good to be true." Phoebe murmured. The three of them with reasonably nice guys, with the possible exception of Max, at the same time had never happened before. Every time one of them fell in love, it seemed another would soon be falling out of love.
Prue, Piper and Phoebe were quiet for the next few minutes, Phoebe playing with her hair, Piper stroking Kit, and Prue, tapping the aerial of the cordless phone on the table.
"That's it!" Prue shouted, "We all go on a triple-date tomorrow night, same place, same time, but we bring them all back here. I mean, power in the safety of numbers, plus we're at home which is much safer. Though, I think we should have a chant or potion up our sleeves, just in case."
"Hey not bad Prue, I had plans to see James anyway." Piper responded. "But, yes the spell or potion idea won't go astray. I mean, even if these guys are genuine, there's bound to be some other excitement."
"Good point," Phoebe said thoughtfully. Scribbling a few lines with the first thing rummaged out of her handbag - Prue's eyeliner pencil, she quiet for another second, while Piper peered over her shoulder, and simultaneously restrained Prue from killing Phoebe for ruining her eyeliner.
"Sprits, Demons, Ghosts all vanish,
You from these four walls I banish.
Never dare return to me,
As I will, so must it be"
Phoebe recited, another few minutes later . "I wrote it myself."
"Perfect. You always were best with the spells." Piper smiled. "Now, Prue, call your guy and arrange to meet at that restaurant tomorrow night while I get dinner together."
Prue grabbed the receiver and made a quick call and five minutes later, just like Piper and Phoebe was busy preparing dinner, and planning an early morning shopping spree to get something pretty for their dates the next night. The last audible words from Phoebe's mouth before Piper pronounced dinner ready and the girls began to eat in thoughtful silence, was "Even if they ARE demons, I need a new dress!"