Episode Report Card Demian: B | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Not Without My Done One
By Demian | Season 6 | Episode 3 | Aired on 10.04.2003
Out in the main parlor, Raige takes quick control of the processing summit, and insists that they must carry on as normal in order to identify the specific events that led to Tiny Gay Chris's disappearance. If they forgot everything about that particular day, her reasoning goes, then everything, potentially, is of import. This includes her coffee-stained blouse and Phoebe's office riot, so she and the Feebs prepare to head off to work.
Meanwhile, back in the product-placed playpen -- it's a Kolcraft! -- Tiny Gay Chris mouth-breathes at the TV for a bit before conjuring one of the dragons out of the set in a stream of glowy orbs that passes through a crack in the sun porch's windows. Out on the rain-swept lawn, the orbs coagulate into dragon form, and that's one big, fake-looking motherfucker the ladies now have on their grass. However, I can forgive the flawed animation because the kid did yank this thing out of the TV. I mean, if he had pulled a triceratops out of Walking With Dinosaurs, it would look just as bad, right? So the effects team gets a pass tonight, and they can thank context for that. Anyway, the dragon bashes its head against the French doors, breaking the lock and allowing them to swing inward on the breeze to jostle a vase-laden end table. The dragon growls softly for a bit, then lifts off into the air. Tiny Gay Chris stands there with his tongue hanging halfway down to his knees.
Over in the parlor, the Ps catch the tinkle of shattering porcelain as one of the wobbling end-table vases finally crashes to the floor. Piper briefly wonders how locked doors could open of their own accord before Raige and Phoebe leave, instructing Piper to call "if anything weird happens." Piper spies the remaining televised dragon flapping about on the screen, and shoots a worried look at her tiny gay son.
P3. Big Gay Chris confers with his worthless father at the empty bar. Long story short, the Dolt wants Big Chris to assume responsibilities for an additional charge. Big Chris suggests Pops rot in Hell, because Big Chris time-traveled to protect Tiny Chris and Tiny Chris alone from as-yet-unspecified dangers, and that's that. Big Gay Chris huffs away from the bar, nearly ramming right into scruffy Nate. Yes, Nate is a bit scruffy. I've just decided. Shut up. Nate greets the Dolt with a warm smile and apologizes for being late. "That's all right," the Dolt kindly replies. Nate gifts Chris with a shy look and hesitantly extends his hand. Chris grasps it in his own, smitten. Aw. Young love. Sniff.