At the Spellman house...
Cherry, Sabrina, Diane, and Skippy appeared, Diane and Sabrina in normal size and Cherry back in her human form.
"Skippy!" Drell ran to his best friend and hugged him. "Oh, Skippy, I was worried about you!"
"You were worried about me...?" Skippy asked, sounding shocked.
"Of course I was, you're my best friend." Drell said.
"Told ya." Skippy told Cherry.
"Mom..." Sabrina looked to her mortal mother. "You didn't turn into a ball of wax..."
Diane looked to herself, then looked shocked. "So I haven't... But... How could that be?"
Skippy whistled innocently then and walked off, tipping his bowler hat.
"D-Did you do something, Skippy?" Sabrina smiled.
"I don;t know what you mean..." Skippy gripped his collar nervously with a sheepish chuckle.
"Skippy!" Drell whispered sharply. "You know the rules!"
Skippy bit his lip. "I feel sorry for the girl, okay!? She can't even be with her own parents just because her mother's a mortal and her father's a warlock! So... I made a temporary spell that Diane could stay for the wedding and be with Sabrina for the day..."
"Oh... Well, then I guess one day wouldn't hurt." Drell said.
Skippy smiled bashfully. Diane hugged Skippy and kissed his cheek.
"Of course, Mom, we gotta get you out of those clothes..." Sabrina said, then pointed to her mother, putting her in a blue sweater top with a dark blue Sunday skirt with white heels and removed her hat and gave her a purse. "There!"
Diane smiled in approval. "That's my girl."
Sabrina smiled back and hugged her mother again.
"Wait, if we're here, where's everyone else?" Cherry asked.
"In the den," Drell told her. "I came here for a snack. Now..." he then clapped his hands together and rubbed his hands. "Where's my magic?"
"Right here..." Skippy smiled as he took out the jar, then rolled the top off to give Drell his magic back.
"Hang on!" Cherry called and then stepped back as far away from Drell as possible.
"Would you calm down?" Drell asked with a groan.
Cherry came back over with sweat beading down her face, then looked to Skippy. "You said I could scratch him."
"Sorry, we ran out of time." Skippy said, popping the top off the jar.
The magic then flowed out of the jar and came back into Drell.
Drell waved his arms and grinned. "I'm back, baby!"
"Should I start running?" Cherry trembled.
"No, that will only tempt him." Skippy whispered.
Cherry nodded and stayed put, sweat still rolled down her face as she felt tense from Drell having his powers back.
"Oh, it's so good to be back to normal..." Drell smiled peacefully.
"So, who are you exactly?" Diane asked.
"I am Drell, Head of the Witches Council," Drell introduced himself. "The most powerful man in the universe."
"Yep, now let's join Atticus." Skippy said.
They all then went to the den.
"So, where was Hilda?" Drell asked.
"Hilda's not here?" Cherry asked back.
"If she's not here, then where is she?" Sabrina asked.
"I don't know!" Drell pulled on his hair. "They just took her! Somebody's going to get hurt for this!"
"Wait, she must be with Sombra somewhere," Skippy said. "Come on, let's get out of this bottle."
"Atticus, get us out of this-Wait, bottle?" Cherry asked.
"No time to explain." Drell told her. "ATTICUS!"
Atticus did just that by using his magic to teleport them out. His teleportation seemed to work so far so good.
"That was too easy..." Cherry frowned.
"Yeah... It was..." Skippy agreed. "That can't be a good sign."
"Either that or Sombra and Jezebel are backing off." Drell folded his arms.
"That's highly unlikely." Cherry glanced back at him.
"I'll take my lovely bride to be now..." Drell held out his open arms, expecting Hilda to land in his arms so they could finally be married.
But nothing seemed to happen.
Drell cleared his throat. "Ahem... I said, I'll take my lovely bride to be now!" he then repeated, slightly louder and held out his arms again to catch Hilda.
Nothing happened again.
"WHERE IS MY WIFE!?" Drell snarled.
"Oh, you mean this one?" Sombra asked, appearing with Hilda asleep on his back.
"Let her go, or so help me, I'll-" Drell sneered.
Sombra shushed. "She's asleep..."
Drell growled, shaking his fists.
"You leave Hilda alone!" Zelda demanded.
"Oh, I will, if Atticus can beat me in a fight in his pony form." Sombra said.
"You talkin' to me?" Atticus glared at Sombra. "I'm the only one here."
"Not really..." Cherry ruined his moment.
"QUIET!" Drell snapped at her.
Cherry backed up then.
"Get him, Atticus..." Drell looked to Atticus, believing in him. "I know you can do this."
"Thanks, Drell." Atticus smiled before going into his pony form.
Drell gave a thumb's up and backed away with the others. Skippy held Penelope protectively, comforting her since she was a little scared. Sombra then used his magic to levitate Hilda off his back and then placed her on the ground. Atticus started to stomp his front right hoof like a bull. Drell wanted to reach out and hold Hilda, looking rather frightened for her safety.
"Don't even think about it, Drell, you can get her back as soon as Atticus defeats me, as if that will happen." Sombra scoffed.
Drell lowly groaned, both worried and anxious. Cherry was nervous, but she came to Drell's side and held out her arms. Drell looked to her and hugged her tightly as a tear rolled down his cheek. Cherry grunted and sprawled, feeling strangled.
"Oops, sorry, just nervous." Drell said, letting her go.
Cherry gasped for air and fell flat on the floor. Atticus and Sombra both started to charge at each other. Patch wanted to help, but the others told him to let Atticus do this on his own.
"Whoa, you've become much stronger." Sombra said.
"I warned you..." Atticus snarled. "I've been training, and I'm going to kick your butt once and for all and you will leave us all alone!"
"Touching..." Sombra glared back. "And I saved your life when you were a baby..."
Atticus knew this, but wasn't going to let that stop him from fighting his evil uncle. Sombra fought back, not holding anything back. Atticus did the same, proving he was stronger than ever before.
"I admire that boy." Drell smiled, then looked sadly to his bride. "Oh, Hilda..."
The fight was intense and where it seemed to go on for hours, but it ended with Sombra on the ground, exhausted. Sombra panted and looked rather weak, he had been gratefully outmatched.
"I told you to back off..." Atticus glared at the evil pony.
"But that is impossible!" Sombra glared, though very weak. "How could you have beaten me!?"
"It's called training and exercising." Atticus told him.
"Oh, Atticus..." Sombra smiled weakly. "You wouldn't kill your own uncle, would you...?"
"No, Uncle Sombra, I'm not like you." Atticus glared at him.
"What are you going to do?" Sombra asked.
"I want you to run..." Atticus glared into his eyes then. "Run away and never return..."
"Yes, of course, as you wish, my dear nephew." Sombra said before getting up.
Atticus snarled to him and let him go off. The Spellman family and Drell's parents stood their ground as well, hopign Sombra wouldn't try anything stupid.
"You can take your wife back and I shall return you all and the house back where it was before." Sombra groaned out of defeat.
"Good." Zelda firmly nodded.
Jezebel glowered from upstairs and vanished into the attic. Cherry saw that and she carried her skirts, rushing upstairs.
"Something tells me that someone is hiding upstairs." Patch said.
"I bet it's Jezebel," Drell frowned angrily. "I just don't know what she's more mad about with me, being in love with Hilda or abandoning her after a night I forgot about."
"How could you forget about Penelope's mother if you were with her?" Atticus asked.
Drell sighed. "I was drunk and met Jezebel at a local tavern on a day off I had... I didn't mean to do it, but I was intimate with her, but since i was drunk, I forgot all about it and I didn't even know Penelope existed until she showed up on our doorstop to live with me."
"Wow." Atticus said.
"Yeah, wow." Drell said.
"I should've known you got drunk..." Salem muttered. "I've never been drunk a day in my life!...Okay, once, but I really wanted a drink after you turned me into a cat!"
"If you keep that up, I swear, I'll ask Spella or Enchantra to increase your cat sentence." Drell threatened.
"Aww-Wait, what?" Salem asked.
"I was going to wait until after the I do's, but I decided to retire from the Witches Council after I get married to Hilda," Drell then looked to the others and explained. "Coaching Atticus really brought joy to me, so I decided that I'll become a gym coach for a school and try to live life as a mortal while keeping my magic under wraps."
"So, then we'll see more of you." Atticus smiled.
"Sounds like it..." Drell had a half-smile with a shrug. "I thought it'd be an interesting change of pace since Hilda works in the coffee house."
"But, if you're a gym coach in the mortal realm, then I won't be the most feared child in the Netherworld..." Penelope pouted.
"Sorry, Pen, but it looks like you're gonna have to go to mortal school with Sabrina again and I hear that Cassandra will be there as well for Mr. Snipe and Ms. Magrooney to help you with witch training classes." Drell replied.
"It's not fair!" Penelope stomped her foot like a spoiled child and folded her arms.
"Ooh, looks like somebody's going to be grounded during my honeymoon..." Drell glared to her.
"No, no, please!" Penelope begged.
"Too late, I've made up my mind, I'll think of who you'll stay with during your grounding, but don't you dare sasss me!" Drell scolded.
Penelope frowned and pouted. "I'm sorry..."
