"I wonder if tonight will be a full moon." Patch said.

"What's with you dogs and the full moon?" Hilda asked curiously.

"I'm meaning for Atticus, the full moon might cause him to sing and I'm meaning like merperson Siren sing." Patch whispered to her.

"Oh, I've heard of that..." Hilda smiled then. "I used to know some Sirens..."

"Really?" Patch asked.

"The one I remember was named Miranda..." Hilda tried to think back.

"Well, just to be safe, we better keep him from looking at the moon." Patch said.

"Ah, what's he gonna do?" Drell shrugged.


Cherry walked in the room.

"Ah, Cherry," Drell smiled. "Feeling well?"

"Yes, sorry, I just had to clear my head." Cherry replied.

"Yeah, thanks to a little Siren song." Atticus said.

"Must be a full moon tonight then." Patch commented since Atticus mentioned 'Sirens'.

"Huh?" Atticus asked.

"Oh, nothing." Patch smiled nervously.

Angel yawned and stretched. "You think Wendy and her aunts are adjusting okay?"

"I better check on them..." Hilda volunteered. "I remember when Zelda, Edward, and I first came into this realm, we thought the mortals were the weird ones... And then Edward met Diane and fell head over heels in love with her."

"I'll join you." Atticus said.

"Oh, I dunno, they really should be with another witch who really understands how it feels to be a stranger in a strange world." Hilda insisted.

"I was in the Netherworld my first time and where I felt like a stranger there." Atticus said.

"I guess, but this is the mortal realm..." Hilda said. "Just try being a magical creature in a world where no one really has powers..."

"I think he should go, Hil," Drell put his arm around his wife. "It might be good for him."

"Okay, Atticus, you can come with me." Hilda said.

Atticus smiled and walked by Hilda's side. The door was then shut. Atticus gave Drell a 'I'm watching you' gesture and walked out with the witch woman.

"You guys look sleepy," Mo said to Angel and Scamp as they seemed a lot slower than Patch. "Why don't you take a nap?"

"A nap sounds nice right about now." Scamp yawned.

Angel nodded in sleepy agreement.

"Get some rest, guys..." Mo soothed like she was a surrogate mother to the puppies, after all, she had raised Angel ever since she was born.

The two pups instantly went to sleep together. Mo smiled and let the rest up.


Meanwhile, with the witch trio and their niece...

"Listen, niece," Gert warned her young niece about going outside and interacting. "Desmond Spellman is after you, and for some reason, we're caught up in this. Now, I don't want you talking to anybody until we figure out how to get out of this jam."

They then heard a knocking at the door before anything else could be said. One witch looked hungry however over the mention of metaphorical jam. Wendy was about to open then door. Gert shoved her back, shook her head, and then opened the door to find Atticus and Hilda.

"Relax, it's just us, can we come in?" Atticus asked.

"I guess so..." Gert walked them inside their cabin.

Hilda and Atticus then walked in.

"I just wanted to help you girls," Hilda said. "I know this realm is weird to live in, trust me, I know... I mean, MY niece is half-mortal!"

"And I know how you girls must feel." Atticus said.

"What would you know?" Gabby folded her arms with a soft frown.

"I know how it feels to be a stranger in a strange world, I felt the same way in the Netherworld the first time." Atticus said.

"You're not supposed to be in the Netherworld, you little worm!" Gert sneered. "You're lucky you didn't end up in Drell's place, otherwise he would turn you into a creepy crawly thing for being a mortal!"

"Then why does he think of me as a son he's never had?" Atticus asked.

"Atticus isn't a mortal," Hilda added. "He's wiccan, he's a merboy, he's a lot of things I didn't think would be possible in an identity!"

"Wait, you're a merperson?" Gert asked Atticus.

"Queen Athena was my aunt," Atticus explained. "My mother's sister."

"Then maybe you should have your curtains closed tonight in case it's a full moon." Gabby said.

"Oh, that's just an old witch's tale!" Fanny folded her arms.

"But just in case, don't look at the moon." Wendy said.

"What do you know about the legend?" Gert glanced at Wendy.

"I get bored when you guys fly somewhere without me," Wendy firmly pouted. "I gotta find someway to keep myself entertained because you won't let me have any friends!"

"She's got a good point." Atticus said.

The triplet witches glanced to their niece, but said nothing more.

"Oh, it's okay, honey," Hilda hugged Wendy. "I know how you feel... The only real friend I had growing up was my sister Zelda."

"Did you drive each other crazy?" Wendy asked.

"Oh, yes," Hilda giggled, then sighed. "But, without each other, we would be lost... I always looked up to her more than our other sisters... Especially since we don't get along with Vesta at all and Sophia lives in Rome."

"Good to know." Wendy said.

"It's okay, honey..." Hilda comforted like a mother would to her daughter.

"How do we know he really is a merperson?" Gabby asked.

"I'd never lie..." Atticus folded his arms.

"Yes, that's nice, but I'm afraid that's not enough proof..." Gert glared.

Hilda looked out the window. "Is there a beach around here?"

"I think I saw one, but it was probably a lake..." Wendy shugged.

"Well, there's two ways to prove I'm a merperson." Atticus said.

"Putting himself in water is one way..." Hilda said, then looked down to Atticus. "Um, what's the other way?"

"The Siren song." Atticus reminded.

Hilda looked overwhelmed.

"Very well, if you're a mermaid boy, then sing us your song." Gert then firmly demanded.

"Okay then, here's one that will prove I'm a merperson." Atticus said before clearing his voice. He began to sing the enchanted song that most mermaids used to sing to cause most ships to crash.

Hilda looked worried and backed up against the window, almost as if the song was a warning toward her or something of the sort. The song was indeed enchanting as it was taking affect to the witch trio and Wendy before Atticus sang the enchanted song backwards.


"I wonder what's taking them so-" Drell said as he sat down, then looked hypnotized briefly. "Long..." He then heard the song being sung backwards which meant the affects of the song wore off. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "Oy... I had a headache for a sec..."

"That or it was the enchanted song most mermaids use to sing to crash and sink ships," Patch said. "I've been doing research on them with Atticus."

"I thought mermaids and Sirens were different things." Mo sounded confused.

Patch's medallion glowed before a book about mermaids and merpeople appeared and landed in her arms.

"WAH!" Mo fell down and carried the book, but cracked it open in her arms. "Thanks, I needed to make a chiropractor appointment..." she then looked at the book.

Patch walked over and leaned on her shoulder. "Mo, just think, if you and Atticus had kids, they would be quarter-mermaid!"

Mo blushed about that. "A bit early to be thinking about having kids, isn't it?"

"Sorry, just a thought in my head, anyway, page 25." Patch said.

Mo shrugged and flipped over to that page. "Now, let's see..." she then looked at the page she was designated to read. "'Sirens are creatures from Greek mythology. They are a mixture of a woman and a bird in appearance, though exactly how the mixture looks differs greatly between accounts. Because sirens are associated with the sea, they are sometimes also depicted as mermaids. The song of a siren is capable of enchanting either humans or men specifically, which is usually used to lure them to their death'."

"Yeah, that's why I always hated most mermaids for using their voices like that." Drell said.

"You ever fall for one's spell?" Patch asked.

"Yes, actually..." Drell replied, then sighed a little. "I almost fell in love with her, but she was trying to suck out my soul like the Kelpy."

"Wait, if Atticus is able to sing like a Siren, should we be concerned?" Mo asked.

"Yes, very much, he might lose control," Drell replied. "It might give the dark side more power and who knows? Maybe Atticus's evil counterpart will come and replace him for evil plans with Desmond Spellman and Sarah Ravencroft!?"

"Not helping!" Patch barked.


Meanwhile with Atticus and the witches...

"Okay, fine, we believe you!" Gert firmly frowned.

"Yeah, but how in the world did you know that song?" Gabby asked.

"I-I actually don't know how I knew that song." Atticus said.

"Your aunt never sang to you or her daughters?" Drell asked, having known Athena very well.

"Not that I remember of..." Atticus admitted.

They were then surprised that Drell suddenly appeared in there.

"Well, actually, yes, she did, but the song she sang sounded my like a lullaby." Atticus said.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear..." Drell folded his arms and leaned against the door-frame which nearly tilted from his weight. "What did she sing?"

"My sister said Aunt Athena used to sing it to her daughters before they would go to bed." Atticus said.

"How did it go?" Drell asked.

"Oh, the waves roll low, And the waves roll high, And so it goes~" Atticus sang his aunt's old lullaby. "Under a bright blue endless sky, Waves try to measure, The days that we treasure, Wave hello, and wave goodbye...~"

Hilda smiled, finding the song to be lovely, while Gert, Gabby, and Fanny were gagging, like they were going to be sick. Wendy found the song lovely as well.

"And that was the song she sang to her daughters." Atticus told them.

"I feel that maybe your Aunt Athena knew the Siren song and she changed it to make it fluffy and sweet for your cousins in Atlantica," Drell tried to think. "Maybe... Just maybe... It's true your aunt's not originally from Atlantica, right?"

"No, I heard that she and Mom are from Mermaid Lagoon." Atticus replied.

"Oh, dear..." Hilda said with widened eyes.

"I feel like maybe your aunt made her lullaby from the Siren song," Drell suggested. "Maybe Athena was a Siren."

"You think so?" Atticus asked. "Have you heard the song?"

"Yes, I traveled with my mother and the other members of the Witches Council to escape the Salem Witch Trials," Drell explained. "My father was driving us... That song really drew we warlocks in, young and old..."

"Can anyone become a mermaid?" Mo asked, suddenly appearing into the room.

The others looked over to her. That seemed like a random question.

"I'm just curious..." Mo shuffled her foot.

"Well, yes, but only if you and that merperson are truly in love." Fanny said.

"So, let's say I get a kiss from the merman I desire..." Mo rubbed her arm with a shy smile. "Would that then make me into a mermaid?"

"Yes, yes, that would." Fanny said.

"Could this be any special kiss?" Mo asked as she came to Atticus's side.

"It has to be true love's kiss." Gabby told her.

"And let's say I kissed this merboy..." Mo continued.

"Nothing would happen, if the merboy truly loves and desires you, you'll gain mermaid abilities and your legs will turn into a tail fin after you get in the water." Gert explained what she knew.

"Why do you ask?" Fanny added.

"Oh, no reason..." Mo looked away innocently.

"Wait a minute." Fanny said before filling up a cup with water and then came back with it and splashed it on Mo's legs and feet.

Gert and Gabby face-palmed.

"What?" Fanny asked.

"Why did you do that!?" Gert slapped Fanny, feeling that was a stupid move.

"Wait for it." Fanny said.

Mo's legs then glowed and disappeared and were replaced with a tail fin. "WAH!" the girl yelped out before she was now unable to stand and was given her very own tail fin which flapped slightly.

"See?" Fanny grinned.

"I guess we know who Mo's true love is." Hilda folded her arms with a smirk.

"I knew it from the moment they first laid eyes on each other." Drell smirked back.

Mo looked down to see what color her tail fin was.

"Hope that's a good enough color for ya." Atticus had a small smirk.

Mo had a purple tail fin, she shrugged. "Eh, at least it's not pink."

"We better dry her off before someone sees her." Gabby said.

Wendy rushed over with a towel and dried off Mo's tail fin, replacing it back to her legs, but her feet were bare for some reason. "There we go, good as new!"

"Thanks." Mo smiled.

"You're welcome." Wendy smiled.

"Wendy!" Gert scolded. "What we have told you about manners?"

Wendy sighed.

"You know, not all witches are wicked," Hilda glared. "Am I wicked? No! Is Zelda wicked? No! Is Vesta wicked? ...Actually, don't answer that question."

"Basically Wendy can be nice if she want to and Mo, what happened to your shoes?" Atticus asked.

"That's not normal?" Mo shrugged. "Eh, I guess I could go barefoot, it's a nice day. A little help, Muscles?" she then held out her hand.

Atticus smiled and picked her up gently, bringing her to her feet. "Guess this means you can come to Atlantica with me someday."

"That sounds nice..." Mo smiled serenely. "It sounds so lovely based on what you tell me."

"It really is." Atticus smiled.

"Someday, we'll go together." Mo smiled.

Atticus smiled back.

"I better keep an eye on this Siren business..." Drell narrowed his eyes. "I have a gut feeling that it'll be involved with this Desmond Spellman case."

"Hey, Atticus, do you mind if you teach me some of those siren songs?" Mo asked.

"Sure." Atticus smiled.


Evil Cherry was looking all around the cabin, wondering what to do as she was alone and Angel and Scamp were fast asleep. "Hmm... What to do?" she asked herself.

'Hello?! Wait for tonight.' Evil Atticus said through Evil Cherry's hand held mirror.

"I know, but I'm bored right now!" Evil Cherry retorted. "Everybody else is gone!"

"Where'd they go?" Katrina shoved Evil Atticus out of the way to ask.

"Wendy's cabin," Evil Cherry explained. "They heard Sirens."

"That was Atticus and that's going to work for our advantage tonight." Evil Atticus said evilly.

"Still bored..." Evil Cherry rolled her eyes.

"Just keep up appearances and we'll be there shortly..." Katrina smirked darkly. "Oh, and I'd watch out for the dogs..."

"Especially that mutt, Patch." Evil Atticus added.

"Don't worry, I got this in the bag," Evil Cherry smiled darkly. "I'm not an unlucky sap like my good counterpart!"

"I heard that!" Cherry glared as she was put in a cage.

"SHUT UP!" Evil Cherry, Evil Atticus, and Katrina growled at her.

Cherry stuck her tongue out in response.

"Shall I tape her mouth shut?" Desmond asked.

"Would be wise..." Evil Cherry smiled darkly.

Desmond then did that, keeping Cherry locked in the cage. "Now, stay in there like a good, no worthy magical creature."

Cherry glared as she sat where she was stuck in.


Hilda came back, then Evil Cherry made her handheld mirror sign off as the witch woman and the others came back from after visiting Wendy and her aunts. Atticus and Mo began to rehearse the songs he was beginning to teach her, but then he shook his head and decided to cover his ears and decided to give ear plugs to Drell. Evil Cherry stood in a far corner and didn't say much.

Patch was pacing around, he was paying attention, but he really missed Colette right now. He would have to call her tonight though as it was custom when many dogs would be up late at night and using the Twilight Bark, he tried to distract himself. Evil Cherry glanced down at him, but said nothing.

"I should call home..." Hilda muttered to herself, then went to her husband. "Could I borrow your-?"

Drell held out his portable crystal ball, already knowing she was feeling a little homesick.

"Thanks." Hilda smiled, then took it, going to one of the bedrooms and called up her home.

Drell gave her a thumb's up so he wouldn't shout at her thanks to the ear plugs. Hilda kissed his cheek and then called home, connecting headphones to the cord so she could hear the others at home.