Post by Elder on Feb 23, 2005 18:37:27 GMT -5
After seven years, Piper finally sees us seeing her. This is what happens...
Piper Halliwell slowly walks into her bedroom and slumps on her bed in a tired heap. Her clothing is coverd with multiple colored blood--some of it is hers and some is demonic in nature. She puts her hands over her face, lets out a big yawn, then finally catches us watching her. With a stunned (and almost embarassed) look, she begins to talk to us as if we were in the room with her.
[From this point on, the "story" is Piper talking to us]
Oh, Hello there! I didn't see you when I came in here. How long have you been watching me? SEVEN YEARS?! That's a mighty long time. In that case, I don't need to tell you my name or what it is I do for a living huh? Gosh I feel so stupid. I'll tell you what...you just sit on that chair and let me step in this little room to change clothes. After that, I'll make us all a lunch.
(She grabs a change of clothing and steps into her bathroom. She then speaks a bit louder while the door is partially closed)
Yeah, this is not a very good life to have if you're a clothing fanatic like me. Sometimes the bad guys go "poof" and other times they go "splat" and this one...went splat all over the place. You would think as a mom and a former manager of a restaurant, I would be used to messy clothes, but ya just don't get used to this after all this time.
(She throws her old clothes on the bed and offers us a lunch)
It's just us here for now. Paige is off at Magic school and Phoebe is...well I don't know where Phoebe is at this point. She could be at work, she could be with a guy, she could be working a guy...Leo is talking to his bosses and the boys are knocked out upstairs for a few hours--hopefully. Now let's see what I can make us for lunch
(She pulls out of the fridge a sandwich wrapped in plastic and stares at it for what seems like forever)
Oh right. This is Phoebe's famous "mustard, pickle and liver sandwich" from last night. Would you like a slice?
You don't look too thrilled. I don't blame you. (She tosses it back in the fridge and looks for something else)
Ya know, I used to be into the crazy food philosophy before I had my sons. I think it's something during pregnancy.
(She pauses for a moment. Pulling her head out of the fridge and staring into the air, her eyes bulge out)
Oh no. That can't be right. Can it? You don't think she is...Nah!
(closes the fridge)
Ya know what? Skip the lunch for now. Let's just sit and talk for a while and if we get hungry, I'll whip up something for us. I was a chef ya know...Oh, of course you know--that whole seven years thing. That is kinda creepy if you think about it. I could have Darryl arrest you...Just kidding. It's a joke! Ha Ha. So I guess you've seen most of the events of my life for seven years. You know about my wedding, my kids, Grams, Prue...
Of course I remember Prue. I cling to the past without getting trapped in it. Hey that's good stuff. I should write that down somewhere!
(She goes into a kitchen drawer looking for a pen or pencil)
Arrgh! Sometimes I wish I had Paige's power. I would orb the TV remote and never get out of the chair. Instead I get to blow it up and/or freeze it. Like who would ever need to freeze a remote control? That'll do a world of good huh? Those elders are just insane!
Sorry. I'm rambling. It seems to be a Halliwell trait. I can't wait to see what Wyatt and Chris are like when they grow up! If they're anything like me, they're in trouble.
(A crash can be heard coming from the attic)
Ahh! Now it really gets fun. Follow me and try not to scream.
[opening intro and credits]
Piper Halliwell slowly walks into her bedroom and slumps on her bed in a tired heap. Her clothing is coverd with multiple colored blood--some of it is hers and some is demonic in nature. She puts her hands over her face, lets out a big yawn, then finally catches us watching her. With a stunned (and almost embarassed) look, she begins to talk to us as if we were in the room with her.
[From this point on, the "story" is Piper talking to us]
Oh, Hello there! I didn't see you when I came in here. How long have you been watching me? SEVEN YEARS?! That's a mighty long time. In that case, I don't need to tell you my name or what it is I do for a living huh? Gosh I feel so stupid. I'll tell you what...you just sit on that chair and let me step in this little room to change clothes. After that, I'll make us all a lunch.
(She grabs a change of clothing and steps into her bathroom. She then speaks a bit louder while the door is partially closed)
Yeah, this is not a very good life to have if you're a clothing fanatic like me. Sometimes the bad guys go "poof" and other times they go "splat" and this one...went splat all over the place. You would think as a mom and a former manager of a restaurant, I would be used to messy clothes, but ya just don't get used to this after all this time.
(She throws her old clothes on the bed and offers us a lunch)
It's just us here for now. Paige is off at Magic school and Phoebe is...well I don't know where Phoebe is at this point. She could be at work, she could be with a guy, she could be working a guy...Leo is talking to his bosses and the boys are knocked out upstairs for a few hours--hopefully. Now let's see what I can make us for lunch
(She pulls out of the fridge a sandwich wrapped in plastic and stares at it for what seems like forever)
Oh right. This is Phoebe's famous "mustard, pickle and liver sandwich" from last night. Would you like a slice?
You don't look too thrilled. I don't blame you. (She tosses it back in the fridge and looks for something else)
Ya know, I used to be into the crazy food philosophy before I had my sons. I think it's something during pregnancy.
(She pauses for a moment. Pulling her head out of the fridge and staring into the air, her eyes bulge out)
Oh no. That can't be right. Can it? You don't think she is...Nah!
(closes the fridge)
Ya know what? Skip the lunch for now. Let's just sit and talk for a while and if we get hungry, I'll whip up something for us. I was a chef ya know...Oh, of course you know--that whole seven years thing. That is kinda creepy if you think about it. I could have Darryl arrest you...Just kidding. It's a joke! Ha Ha. So I guess you've seen most of the events of my life for seven years. You know about my wedding, my kids, Grams, Prue...
Of course I remember Prue. I cling to the past without getting trapped in it. Hey that's good stuff. I should write that down somewhere!
(She goes into a kitchen drawer looking for a pen or pencil)
Arrgh! Sometimes I wish I had Paige's power. I would orb the TV remote and never get out of the chair. Instead I get to blow it up and/or freeze it. Like who would ever need to freeze a remote control? That'll do a world of good huh? Those elders are just insane!
Sorry. I'm rambling. It seems to be a Halliwell trait. I can't wait to see what Wyatt and Chris are like when they grow up! If they're anything like me, they're in trouble.
(A crash can be heard coming from the attic)
Ahh! Now it really gets fun. Follow me and try not to scream.
[opening intro and credits]
