Whoosh. Everyone on Prescott Street froze except for the Charmed Ones.
"All right. What have you done to us, Phoebe?" asked Piper as her eyes seemed to pop from her head.
Prue look at the manuscript in front of her. "CHARMED: Third Season Opener. The Old Curiosity Shop. This is a script about us!" Prue read off the front of the document.
"Oh, let me see that!" laughed Phoebe.
"Prue: Maybe there's more to this demon than
meets the eye!
Phoebe: That's for certain.
Piper: Whoa, um. I mean that's unreal!"
"I do not talk like that!" said Piper exasperated.
"Interior Halliwell attic. Interior Halliwell living room. Phoebe reading the Book of Shadows. Prue sends demon into the wall," read Phoebe flipping through the script. "This script knows everything about us!"
"Phoebe, you didn't give us a real world perceptive. You changed us into some unreal characters in a movie or something," suggested Prue.
"No way! Let's go check to old Book of Shadows," said Phoebe as the crew returned to animation.
"Shannen. Where do you think you're going?" asked the person who they assumed was the director.
"Just a minute," said Piper as the three sisters headed for the Manor.
Prue opened the door and walked in.
"This is NOT our house! The walls aren't even in the right place!" screamed Piper.
"Then this house is just for location shots for something called CHARMED. We need more time to think," said Prue.
Phoebe sheepishly looked around through the door at the crew that was staring back at them. "There are dozens of union crewmembers out there expecting us to act like these witches. We aren't going to get time to ourselves before they are done with us," explained Phoebe.
"So what are you suggesting?" asked Piper.
"Leave it to me. Hand me that script." said Phoebe "Let's see.
Written word in my hand,
Leave these pages and land,
Within the head of those Charmed,
So we will not see any harm."
Zing went the words from the pages of the script into the heads of the sisters who and each felt a buzzing in each of their brains.
"Wow! I can recite the whole ridiculous play word for word," screamed Piper.
"Not that bad an idea, Pheebs. Maybe we can at least get through today," said Prue.
Phoebe had a big grin on her face. "I think it's neat. Phoebe says this and Phoebe says that. No future problems, no demon worries and we solve the whole problem in forty-two minutes! TV is great!" gushed Phoebe.
"Shannen, Holly, Alyssa. Have you finished? Are you gals on strike? We don't want to loose the sun!" cried the director again.
"Right! Come on ladies!" said Prue. They went back to the street where they were earlier.
"Pick it up where we left off, Shannen," said the director.
"OK, SHAN-NEN!" giggled Phoebe.
Prue: Maybe there's more to this demon than meets the eye!
Phoebe: That's for certain.
Piper: Whoa, um. I mean that's unreal!
"Cut and print it. Now head for the car, ladies,." called out the director.
"I guess he meant my truck over there," said Piper.
"Action!" called out the director.
The sisters ran for the truck and got in. Piper got in the driver's seat.
"Where are the keys?" asked Piper. "Here over the visor. How clique!" she said very peeved. Piper started the truck up and drove off. "I've had enough! We're going to find out what the problem is!" said Piper driving down the street with the crew running after her.
"Half a block away, Phoebe cried out, "Palm trees. This doen't look like San Francisco! This MUST be LA!"
"TV capital of the world! Here's some passes for the Warner's Brothers Studio lot. Maybe we should look there!" replied Prue.
"Driving back to Frisco won't help. I sincerely doubt we live there!" said Phoebe. "But here's the directions to Warner's Brothers. Make a right and head for the freeway, Piper."
"ON MY WAY!" said a very determined middle sister.
"Ah, Miss Holly? Where's your limo?" asked the guard at the gate.
"If I HAD a limo, why would I be driving this? Huh?" asked Piper.
"I see your point. Badges?" he asked.
"No problem," said Phoebe as they held up the badges smiling.
"What building are we in?" asked Piper.
"Stage ten as usual," said the guard as he motioned her on.
"Thank you." said Piper as she shook her head, looked upat the sky and put the car in gear.
"Thank God. That was easy. Let's see what stage ten brings us," said Prue. "Try making a left up here."
On stage ten the sisters found the entire interior of Halliwell Manor laid out. There were no ceilings, except for the low part of the attic and all four floors were on the same level.
"This is incredibly eerie. Everything is in place down to the last picture," said Prue while checking out her bedroom.
"Not much in the drawers," said Phoebe snooping in Piper's dresser.
"Of course not! The set is only for show. They would only fill what was necessary for that day's shoot. The attic is over there," said Prue.
"That's the first time I ever got to the attic without climbing a single step. Freaky. There's the Book of Shadows," said a relieved Piper. "Pheebs, you have the honor."
Pheebs flipped through it, looked at the binding and then developed a sour stomach. "But it's not our book. Look they can take pages out of it. And most of the spells I know are not in it. Forget this course of action!" said Pheebs as she slammed the book.
"Just try and reproduce your incantation. Let's go to the living room where this journey started," said Prue.
"This is so weird. Our whole life has been categorized, written down, put on sets and broadcast to the entire world. I wonder if they have witches here, too?" asked Phoebe.
"If there are witches, they are probably as hard to find as in our world," sighed Prue.
"BOY, YOU ARE WITCHES!" came a voice from the darkness.