Early Saturday Morning, Suite 518/520

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe opened her eyes and was very careful not to move. 'Nders was holding on to both her and Cole and it would be frown-causing if she woke them up. She didn't want to make them frown. Frowning meant you was in big trouble.

But... but...

She was thirsty!She closed her eyes, trying to pretend she was asleep in hopes that thrsty would go away

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[cantgetnorelief]

"Get me something too," mumbled Anders, starting to reluctantly move his arm to let her up.

And slowly processing that something was Wrong.

Namely, the boyfriend and girlfriend he was hanging on to seemed a lot . . . smaller.

He cracked one eye open. There was still glitter all over the bed, and . . .

"Oh, lords, this is happening again?"

[sensethevisions]

"Morning, 'Nders!" Phoebe beamed at him. "Thirsty!"

She scrambled to try and get off of the bed, landing with a thud and a giggle. "Ow!"

[cantgetnorelief]

Anders rubbed a hand over his face, grateful for the fact that he was clothed thanks to the smoke break that he and Bel had taken last night. "Hi, Phoebe," he said weakly. "You okay?"

[sensethevisions]

A little face peered over the bed. "Uh huh. But I can't reach the water bottle. It keeps rolling further under the bed."

[cantgetnorelief]

Phoebe beamed and then kissed Cole's cheek. "Yay!" She bounced up and down happily, then started twirling around.

"Okay then." Anders ruffled her hair, amused even though he was kind of flailing like crazy inside. "Come on, to the kitchen."

[demonbelthazor]

"I can help bake with fiiiiiiirebaaaaaaaalllllls!" Bel said, bounding into the kitchen.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe squealed in glee and followed Cole into the kitched. "Yay fireballs!" She clapped her hands. She liked it when Cole showed his fireballs.

[cantgetnorelief]

Anders froze in horror. "Okay, I love you both, but no fireballs in the kitchen unless I'm making a creme brulee!"