Episode Report Card Demian: F | 1 USERS: F YOU GRADE IT Hag On A Nag
By Demian | Season 7 | Episode 2 | Aired on 09.18.2004
Meanwhile, down in Hell, the Dolt's torturing some poor dark demonic force with those bolts of electricity he's been shooting from his hands ever since last year's finale. Oh, wait a minute -- did I say "down in Hell"? I actually meant "over on the Isle Of Dykes," because they're using the same battle chamber set for this scene. Anyway, while the Dolt is thus occupied, the Psycho orbs in behind him with his mother and younger brother. The Dolt picks up on the shrieking racket of his son's orb cloud and, so distracted, releases the dark demonic force from the sporking mojo. The demon face-plants into the dirt behind the Dolt as the latter turns and buhs, "Piper!" Piper's all, "Sorry to interrupt, but I'm late for work, so [the Psycho]'s been fed, [Tiny Gay Chris] has had his early nap, and they're just very excited to see you!" She passes him the diaper bag. "Now's not really a good time," the Dolt protests meekly. "Sometimes, we just have to make the time," Piper retorts, not having it. Hee. They're playing this scene as if it were the bickering of any regular two-career couple over the division of household responsibilities, and that normalcy's incongruity with the setting is shamefully amusing. Unfortunately, the whole thing gets hijacked by the Dolt's Issues, and the two snipe at each other about his stupid supernatural problems for a bit until the crispy demon stirs on the floor. Piper shoots the guy A Look and immediately places her left hand over the Psycho's eyes as the Dolt turns to complete the vanquish. The Psycho, eager for a little gore, impatiently pushes his mother's hand away in time to watch as the demon explodes into a gout of flame. Heh. Creepy little Satanic bastard. "Could you please not do that around the children?" Piper huffs. "You brought them here," the Dolt counters. Piper's all, "Not! Blame the Psycho for that one, Dolt." The dead-eyed psycho child orbed to the Underworld of his own volition, you see. The Dolt blithers that "there's a Scouter Demon in the swamp" that he needs to attend to, but Piper cuts him off with a reminder that if they lose P3, they lose their only source of income, and I'm sorry but WHAT? Phoebe's taking unpaid leave when Piper's got a couple of kids under the age of two to worry about? GOD! I HATE that stupid, selfish, shrewish, bony hag. Anyway, Piper babbles something about burping Tiny Gay Chris before urging the Dolt to orb her clubward. The Dolt sighs, but flicks a hand in her direction anyway. Piper vanishes through the chamber ceiling as the Dolt bumbles awkwardly over his shamefully neglected children. The Psycho stares. Evilly.