On Sunday, Cherry, Atticus, Patch, and Mo decided to visit Sabrina and give emotional support about the Witch Academy stay. While they were there, Hilda was getting dolled up for a date, the first real date after many centuries of a feud.
"He always stands you up," Salem reminded Hilda. "He's always either half an hour late or he just calls the whole date off! How can you trust him again?"
"I trust him with all my heart." Hilda said.
"He is a BEAST!" Cherry broke into the conversation. "Don't do it, Hilda, you're just writing out a death wish! He is an egocentric, slimy, sadistic, narcissistic, self-centered, bully, ballistic, son of a-"
"Who knows?" Hilda asked as she applied lipstick. "Maybe he'll leave you alone if we start dating again."
Cherry was tempted by that offer. "Go for it, Hilda, you can do it, make him a proud man!"
"You just want him to leave you alone." Salem smirked at Cherry.
"I swear, Drell has it in for me..." Cherry glanced at the cat. "Ever since we first met, he just makes a monkey out of me!"
"Yeah, yeah." Salem scoffed.
Sabrina put her head on the table.
"'Brina, it's gonna be okay..." Salem patted the blonde girl on her head. "Your aunts could do it, your grandmother could do it, your great-grandmother, your great-great-grandmother..."
"Yeah, but there's one little problem..." Sabrina sat back up before showing the palm of her hand.
"Oh, right." Salem frowned.
"What's the difference by this?" Patch asked while pointing to the blonde witchling's palm.
"Look at it..." Sabrina showed the star that was divided. "It's only a half star and everyone else has a full one."
"What does it mean?" Patch asked.
"A witch or warlock has one eventually on the palm of their hand and it symbolizes their witch heritage," Sabrina explained. "I'm only a half-witch because my father's a warlock and my mother's a mortal. I feel like I'll be treated differently because... I'm not a real witch..."
Suddenly, a pot roast appeared in the middle of the table. Cherry, Atticus, and Patch jumped at that.
Salem sighed. "Hilda, your date's gonna be half an hour late!" he called before licking his muzzle at the food.
"No, he isn't." Hilda said.
Salem pushed the pot roast over to Hilda. "Yes, he is..."
The two started to go back and forth during the other conversation.
"Well, what about Wiccans?" Patch asked Sabrina.
"I've never heard of Wiccans in the Witch Academy." Sabrina said.
"The only one I recall is Delilah..." Zelda spoke up.
"Well, I think that there just might be a female Wiccan that will be accepted into the Witch Academy." Patch smiled.
"No offense, but I think Atticus's cousin Thorn is too old and too famous to be a student." Sabrina said, misunderstanding what he meant.
"Oh, you never know..." Patch shrugged innocently.
"Yeah..." Mo said softly.
"NO! HE'S! NOT!" Hilda said to Salem.
"YES! HE! IS!" Salem retorted.
"'Logs have it easy, they don't have to listen to this racket, please give us some earplugs so we can't hear anything, not even a rocket'." Patch recited.
Suddenly, they all hear earplugs.
"That was a good one." Atticus said.
"What?" Patch asked.
"Huh?" Cherry asked.
"Where?" Mo looked around.
"Why?" Sabrina asked.
They took out the earplugs and thankfully, Hilda and Salem did stop because Hilda made Salem eat the pot roast to shut him up.
"Well, that's what Salem gets." Patch said.
Hilda checked the time and pouted as it looked like Drell was in fact going to be late for the date.
"Uh, what's with the roast?" Mo asked.
"Drell always sends a roast if he's going to be late." Hilda pouted, not wanting to admit the cat was right, but he was.
"What he'd send you when he left you at the altar, a honey baked ham?" Cherry joked and laughed at herself.
"Oh, come on, Cherry, be serious." Atticus said.
"No, no, I bet it was roast beef..." Cherry kept laughing.
Lightning struck from upstairs and Drell was on his way down.
"Oh, better yet, he just gives you a banquet of all your favorite foods." Cherry continued.
Drell came behind her and grabbed onto her shoulder to stop her.
"Okay, I got one, I got one..." Cherry went ahead, not noticing that at first. "Instead of dinner and a movie, you just go to a midnight showing."
"Cherry, please stop talking." Atticus said.
"Why?" Cherry laughed.
Drell came to her side and sat on his knees, folding his arms on the table with a smirk.
Cherry kept laughing, but it died out once she saw him and she swallowed slightly. "Hi, Drell..."
"Hi, Cherry..." Drell smirked darkly.
"Looks like you're not so late." Patch smiled.
"I thought I was gonna be late..." Drell said, then looked around to see Hilda went to an emergency visit to the restroom. "I almost lost something..." he placed a tiny box on the table and stood up straight, dusting himself clean, he gave a glance to Patch.
Patch did his best to look brave and growled at him. Drell glared back, but then went to the couch, waving his flowing hair before he left.
"What was that about?" Attics asked.
"Uh, long story..." Patch said softly, then looked at the box that no one else seemed to notice, he pushed it open and saw something shiny and it looked like candy to him and leaned in and ate it.
"Sabrina, at least you're a witch," Cherry said to the blonde girl. "I mean, my grandmother was a witch, but I'm not."
"You must have some magic in you." Sabrina said.
"Yuck, this doesn't taste like candy." Patch said.
Mo looked to the Dalmatian puppy. Hilda let out a squealing giggle and Drell chuckled.
"I'll be right there," Drell walked back to the table and cupped the box in his hands and put it in his pocket. "All right, here I come!" he said, coming back to the witch woman he liked.
"Don't worry, Sabrina, I'll be back in time to drop you and Cherry off to the academy tomorrow morning!" Hilda promised as she left with the most powerful man in the universe.
"Oh, and also one more! There's going to be a female Wiccan joining them." Patch said.
Cherry, Mo, and Sabrina glanced at Patch. Why would he say that and how would he even know about that?
Salem moaned happily as he ate the roast. "I'm so glad Hilda and Drell are dating again..."
"And the reason why I know this is because, uh, a dog told me that his owner is a Wiccan and that she's going to be going to the academy too." Patch lied.
"Really?" Mo smirked, she noticed how Patch's tail went between his legs.
"Uh-huh..." Patch smiled nervously. "Um, Atticus, I think we should go for a walk now..."
"Um... Okay... Catch you guys later..." Atticus then left with Patch out the front door.
"Hmm." Mo said, finding that suspicious.
"What am I going to do?" Sabrina sighed about her incoming destiny.
"Try not to worry about it, okay?" Mo soothed. "You guys will be fine."
"She's right." Hilda said.
Sabrina hugged her aunt, with a tear rolling down her face.
Hilda hugged her right back and kissed her forehead. "I gotta go." she said, then went off for her date.