For God's Sake, Leo!
At the same time, back in Piper and Leo's bedroom...
"I'm serious, Leo," Piper said sarcastically. "You have no idea how concerned I am."
"Oh, I think I do!"
"Um, No, ya don't."
"You're not a bit concerned, not even the leeeast little bit."
"Huh," said Piper, "maybe ya do know."
"Piper, this is not funny," Leo pleaded, his voice traveling up the scale.
"Honey, I'm sorry you keep dreaming that you're being attacked by 'The Wiggles', but what do you want me to do about it?" said Piper. "That's just what happens when you have small children. If it's 'The Wiggles' today, it'll be 'Sponge Bob' tomorrow."
Leo grit his teeth. "Piper, if you hear nothing else in this conversation, hear this: These are not just nightmares; I think Rory's dreamweaving."
Piper rolled her eyes. "Well, I know if I came back from the dead, 'The Wiggles' would be the first and last thing on my mind." ... "Honey, relax. I'm sure that, if something was wrong with Rory, one of the boys would've picked up on it. God knows there's enough magic in this house."
"Maybe we should go check on him."
"Yes, dear," said Piper, with no plans to move a muscle.
Leo scrunched his brow. "Piper, why is your voice echoing?"
"Because my head is empty," Piper groaned. "Lots of room for noise to bounce around." ... "Oh no, wait... you're the noise that's bouncing around."
"Honey, I really need you to take this ser-"
"For God's sake, Leo! Go to sleep!... (sleep...sleep...)"
In the time it takes to blink, Leo was unconscious. His body flapped down on the bed, completely limp.
Piper's last word echoed for several seconds after she'd said it. She flinched slightly as she listened as her voice repeated the word over and over again, sounding quieter and further away each time. "Hey! My voice is echoing... (echoing..-oing...-oing)" she said, in wide-eyed disbelief. "It's like somebody trapped my throat in the Grand Canyon and won't give it back... (back...back...back)"
Piper waited for Leo to respond... Nothin' doin'. "Very funny, Leo," she said with a sing-song-ish tone. "Leo?" She started to shake him, only nudging him at first, but eventually rolling his entire body from one side to the other. "Okay, Leo... You've made your point. You can stop pretending now... You were right; I was wrong... I'm bad; you're good, yada yada yada..."
Leo suddenly started to loudly snore, having sunk well into deep sleep.
"Leo?"
Snoring...
"LEO?"
...and more snoring.
"Uh-Oh! (oh..oh..oh)"