Manor. Raige orbs in with Piper and Phoebe by the front door, and the camera races down the hallway to Piper's frantic face as she orders Raige to orb them back immediately. Piper dissolves, and
the gals reappear at H of Not! Estates to discover a dying hunchback and no Tongue Boy. Piper breathes, "Oh, no," and rushes over to kneel at his side. H of Not!, his misshapen head covered in bloody gashes, struggles to breathe for a bit before passing out. A golden glow erupts from his body, and he morphs down into Seth Peterson, whose cheekbones could quite honestly make lepers whole again. Wow. He's even prettier than Big Gay Chris. Raige and Phoebe glance at each other, clueless, as Piper frets her way into the final commercial break.
If it's horribly wrong to laugh and laugh and laugh as that idiot toddler prepares to drown herself in the backyard pool while her babysitter's getting baked, I never want to be right. Just thought I'd share.
Manor. Raige arrives in the parlor with Piper, Phoebe, and Seth, and Piper immediately summons the Dolt for some of his extra-special tingly touch. The Dolt orbs in with Big Gay Chris at his side, and immediately hovers over the dying hunk on the couch. Seth's face glows as the gals get the boys up to speed on recent developments. Raige heads to the attic to fill more vanquishing vials as Big Chris expresses outrage that they'd even consider risking their lives again to save a demonic infant. "That's my son," Seth corrects him, sitting up on the sofa, delighted to find himself human again. "Aren't you glad you didn't kill me now?" Piper grins. Seth looks chagrined as the Dolt babbles, "Not funny! I don't think that's funny!" "Agreed!" Big Chris chimes in, leading Phoebe to snort, "What, are you two, like, on the same team now?" No, nimrod. The Dolt will never be on Chris's team, because Chris's team is my team, and if the Dolt even considers switching sides, I'll kill him with my bare hands. "We're gonna get your baby back," she assures Seth. "I promise." "Do we not have a say in this?" Big Chris pouts. "No, we don't," the Dolt allows. "One thing you gotta learn about being their Whitelighter is that once they make up their mind, that's it." "Besides," the Dolt adds, grinning amiably at Seth, "I'm a father first." Big Gay Chris smiles to himself as if he's deeply happy the Dolt's finally uttered those words in his presence. Hmmm. "We're going to have to separate the baby before the attack," Phoebe warns Seth, and I'll just assume she meant they'll have to separate the baby from the monsters, not rip the poor little sprog limb from limb. "Why?" Seth wonders. Piper reminds him that the potion vanquishes Manticores. As his son's a half-breed, if any of it splashes on him, he's on his merrily blazing way down to Hell with the rest of them. Sweet Seth gets this "oh, shit" look on his face.