Bel had been out of the room when his phone rang, so he didn't realize he had a message until some time later. After he listened, he stared at the phone, then listened again.
"Piper!" he yelled. "Your son made Isabel lose her memory so he can get into her pants!"
[Open for any of the residents of the Den or incoming phone calls.]
"Piper!" he yelled. "Your son made Isabel lose her memory so he can get into her pants!"
[Open for any of the residents of the Den or incoming phone calls.]
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Date: 2007-09-30 11:07 pm (UTC)She so did not need this right now.
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Date: 2007-10-01 12:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-01 12:53 am (UTC)This could not really be happening, right?
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Date: 2007-10-01 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-01 01:24 am (UTC)She was starting to get a headache.
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Date: 2007-10-01 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-01 03:35 am (UTC)"This definitely seems like Fandom weirdness," Piper added, heading toward her room. "I'll talk to you later."
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Date: 2007-10-01 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-01 03:49 am (UTC)