"What a day." Phoebe muttered to herself as she entered the manor. Her boss was all over her. Asking her about all the so called family emergenices. why did she have to drop everything at times. Of course she couldn't tell her boss that she was a witch and had to fight demons.
"At least the wrose is over." She muttered.
"That's what you think witch." a strange female voice replied.
Startled Phoebe looked up and a saw a redhead dressed in leather. Carrying some sort of gun. The next thing Phoebe knew the demon at fired some sort of ray at her. Then the world around Phoebe began to grow.
"Piper, Paige, help me." Phoebe cried.
"They can't help you." The demon replied. " To think the other demons laughed at me when I stole this sizechange gun. But who's laughing now?" The female demon's laugh hurt Phoebe's shrinking ears.
Phoebe then stopped shrinking. To her dismay she was only...
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