Written by Czar Fruitcake
Summary: Piper lets off some tension
Piper Halliwell, not for the first time in her life, was grumpy. Some would have even upgraded her condition to pissed. She preferred to think of herself as pregnant. She felt that if she didn’t do something, she would scream, cry, and blow up the front door all at once, and she was getting tired of replacing the front door. All of a sudden, she felt inspired, and she knew exactly how to make herself feel better.
She walked into the living room. Paige was sitting on the couch, reading some history of magic book. Piper walked up to her and… thwack. She smacked her across the back of the head.
“Hey!” Paige said, rubbing her head. “What was that for?” Piper shrugged.
“I dunno,” she said. “It just kind of felt like the right thing to do.”
Paige stared at her sister. “Smacking me felt like the right thing to do?” Piper nodded. “You can’t just hit someone for no reason,” Paige complained, “that’s like eating the last pop-tart and not telling anyone and putting the box back in the cabinet.” Piper nodded. Paige was right.
“Okay,” she said, “I hit you because of your hair. Who has orange hair? Nobody, and there’s a good reason for that which involves not making me nauseous now that my morning sickness is over.”
Paige gave her sister a dirty look. Piper smiled at her. “Pregnant,” she reminded her, knowing that that excuse was good for everything from I-just-smacked-you to I-insulted-you-too. Piper stalked out of the room. She was feeling much better, but she had only just begun. This was fun. Her eyes glowed a bright glowy bluish white, and she rubbed her stomach.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: The slapping demon has ahold of Piper’s body. Who is she going to slap next and why? Review and let me know who you want to see smacked!