I don't own anything to do with charmed, just the storyline. :)

Bold is point of view. unbold is normal.

enjoy.

Prue went to Paige's wardrobe cautiously so she didn't disturb her, she opened the oak doors and browsed the clothes inside.
After a while of thumbing through the varied clothing, she chose a baby blue long sleeved shirt and black skirt, black tights, and Paige's favourite knee length boots, which were, of course, black.
Black these days seem to be Paige's favourite colour, everyday Paige would come down wearing black; the only thing colourful would be her socks.

Prue
'That looks about right' I whispered to myself.
Next on the agenda is Phoebe, oh how I dread going into her slut filled wardrobe.

While Prue was thinking that, she found herself in Phoebe's room, and to Prue's delight she found that Phoebe had already chosen an outfit, and to her surprise it was rather conservative, not a midriff bearing excuse for clothes in sight.

'Fabbo dabbo!' I again said out loud.
I really have to work on the talking out loud thing; they'll think I'm crazy if they catch me doing it.
Piper, I think Piper can do her own clothes.
My turn.
Right okay.

Prue walked down the corridor to her bedroom, went in and opened her wardrobe door.
I certainly won't be wearing that!' I exclaimed, hooking out my cheerleading uniform.

'Ooh!' I let out a squeal of excitement; I had seen clothes that I hadn't seen for years.
I suddenly felt a pang of guilt; this is not a day for excitement.
I continued searching through my over flowing wardrobe.
'I should really sort all this out an give what I don't want to the others,'
I grabbed a load of top and bottoms and put them on my bed.
I started pressing them against my body to see which looked good on me and together.

'Prue, honey?' a male mumble came from behind her.
'Yes, Andy?' Prue replied still trying to figure out the outfit, but looking at him in the mirror.
'What are you doing?' he asked sleepily.
'Sorting out my clothes for today, what does it look like?' Prue replied snappily
'But its 7am, come back to bed, get some sleep, you've got hours o do that.' Andy pleaded.
'Fine, but not for long, an hour or so.' Prue surrendered.

So Prue clambered on to her side of the bed, slid under the covers and snuggled up to Andy and fell asleep in his warm arms.

Please R+R
I'm at a point where one of the girls' powers could be shown, do you think i should have the powers in this fic? bare in mind their mum doesn't die quite the way she did in the series
feel free to give pointers, critiques etc

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