"I can't believe this is really happening." Drell said while getting himself dressed for his own wedding.

"Oh, believe it, because this is happening and not going to be ending in a disaster like last time." Skippy said.

"I hope not..." Penelope's voice said.

Drell and Skippy turned to see her as she wore a bridesmaid dress.

"Why am I participating in this again?" Penelope asked.

"This isn't a game, young lady, this is for real." Drell told her.

"Just go with it," Skippy whispered to her. "Who knows, maybe this time it will end well."

"Something's gonna happen," Penelope sighed. "It usually does..."

"Oh, run along..." Drell gently shoved her out of the door. "Go check on Hilda..."

Penelope shook her head and went out of the groom's dressing room.

"I feel ridiculous!" Salem sobbed as he wore a suit with a tie and no pants since he was a cat.

"Be lucky that you're not being used as a purse." Drell told him.

Salem still sobbed as he was forced into a suit.

"Still can't get used to these mortal traditions..." Drell mumbled. "What's with the Spellman family and mortals?"

Skippy merely shrugged, he then licked the end of a hanky and rubbed Drell's cheek like a fussy parent with a smudge on their child's cheek.

"Where are Atticus and Cherry?" Salem whined. "I thought they were also going to be here for your wedding if I'm forced to be here in this tux."

"They're probably on their way..." Drell shrugged. "Though Cherry is probably dreading coming here since it's all about me."

"Who could blame her?" Skippy mumbled quietly.

Drell elbowed him then. Skippy groaned and held his stomach as he felt a lot of pain from that.

"Man, he's a snarky little twit now that he can talk." Salem said.

"He was like that before he could talk, he just never said anything before." Drell explained.

"Sometimes I miss those days." Skippy groaned in discomfort.

"Hey, guys, I'm here, sorry I'm late, Cherry is also here, but she's with Hilda." Atticus said after coming in.

"Hey..." Skippy weakly smiled and waved.

"There he is, our main wiccan boy!" Drell sounded like he was brown nosing Atticus right now. "So glad you could make it to the wedding, I can't believe this is really happening... Oh, I know this'll be better than our first wedding."

"What happened exactly?" Atticus asked.

"Oh, boy, where do I begin?" Drell sighed as he remembered, even to this day, though being many centuries ago.

"This could take a while, we might need to take a seat." Salem told the boy.

Atticus shrugged, he then took Salem in his arms and sat down in a chair. Salem stretched a little and shook.

"So what happened?" Atticus asked the cat.

"Beats me, I wasn't there..." Salem said. "This was before I was turned into a cat for no reason!"

"You tried to take over the world, how is that no reason?!" Skippy glared.

"Aw, leave me alone, I was a little mad!" Salem huffed.

"Anyway..." Atticus said, trying to get back on topic. "What happened on the first wedding?"

Drell sighed softly as he remembered. "We were going to be married in Acropolis..." he started to explain. "We even got Homer out of retirement to provide the service and entertainment... Black orchids everywhere... It was just such a dream come true at the time..."

"I have a feeling there's a but coming into this." Atticus said.

Drell slowly and sadly nodded.

"That was when you left her at the altar?" Atticus asked.

Drell nodded again with his eyes shut. "My biggest regret."

"Well, I'm sure that this time, nothing will ruin it." Atticus said.

"I hope nothing will..." Drell sighed, then lifted his glasses up and cupped his eyes with his palm.

"Are you crying?" Atticus asked.

"Shut it!" Drell growled, but did in fact have emotional tears.

Cherry adjusted her dress a little and came to the bridal dressing room.

"Oh, hello, Cherry." Hilda smiled once she saw Cherry's reflection in the mirror.

"Surprise..." Cherry deadpanned.

Hilda hugged Cherry then nice and tight. "Isn't it a nice day to be alive?"

"I guess if you're being dragged to a wedding you never wanted to happen..." Cherry sounded grouchier than usual.

"Okay, what is up with you?" Hilda asked.

"Nothing..." Cherry got out of the hug. "Why am I here?"

"Cherry..." Hilda looked to her. "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing... It's just..." Cherry decided to confess, she gulped down with her eyes squeezed shut, she took a deep breath and had a small smirk which was usually how she sincerely smiled. "I'm so happy for you..." she then touched her face. "GAH!"

"Well, thank you for being happy for me." Hilda smiled.

"Guhhh..." Cherry groaned as she cupped her cheeks. "I'm feeling!"

Hilda laughed and hugged Cherry again. "I'm so glad you could make it."

Cherry sighed and rolled her eyes in the hug. "For my sake, I hope nothing happens..." she mumbled.

"I hope so too." Hilda said.

"You do realize the wedding is tomorrow, right?" Zelda asked.

"Oh, I know, I'm just so excited!" Hilda beamed and hugged her older sister tightly. "Zelly, this is the happiest day of my life!"

"I know, and I'm happy for you..." Zelda hugged Hilda back, then looked like she was dreading this behind her younger sister's back.

Back with the guys, Drell was feeling Atticus's muscles and began to shake his head, even if tomorrow was his big day with Hilda, he still needed to make sure of what he was working with since Atticus would be like a son to him.

"Don't worry, Drell, nothing will happen..." Atticus promised. "Oh, has Penelope been behaving herself?"

"Erm... Could you come over maybe tonight?" Drell suggested. "I kinda want some alone time with Skippy..."

"Sure." Atticus said before leaving the room so then the two warlocks could talk.

"I'll join him." Salem said before leaving the room as well.

Drell nodded to the black cat. "Off you go then."

"Phew!" Salem was relieved and followed Atticus out.

Once they both were out, Skippy looked to the bigger and stronger warlock. "So does it look like he might become stronger?" he asked.

"Yes." Drell replied.

"But..." Skippy started.

"But he won't get stronger by doing it alone, he needs a trainer and that's where I come in." Drell said.

"But!" Skippy still tried to get a word in.

"Skippy, I'm the most powerful man in the universe and I'm the strongest warlock you know, there are no substitutes." Drell insisted.

"But!" Skippy begged.

"No questions asked!" Drell placed his hand over Skippy's face to silence him.

"Okay, okay, sorry, I just wanted to know if you were sure." Skippy said.

"Have I ever been wrong?" Drell folded his arms.

Skippy looked to him, then counted on his fingertips.

"Which is a rhetorical question because I'm NEVER wrong!" Drell leaned over his shoulder.

Skippy smiled nervously then and gave two thumb's up.

"Good, so then, we'll start tonight before the big day." Drell said.

Skippy smiled and nodded to him.

They then started to leave the church until the day of the wedding which was just in less than 24 hours.

"Someone needs to fill out this paper work!" a worker called.

Drell then looked down to Skippy who looked back at him. "Well, you heard the man, fill out the paper work!"

Skippy released a long-suffering sigh and went to do work for Drell yet again. "You owe me for this, Drell." he groaned.

"I'll live." Drell said.