(A/N: So, I'm just going to say this: I hate this episode a lot. Then again, this show doesn't have any good episodes for me at all, which is the reason I'm trying to fix some of the glaring problems. Anyways, hope you enjoy the rewrite version of this episode. P.S. it's already been said, but everything that happens in Across The Multiverse is different than the main continuity/canon. For all you Filthy Frank fans out there, this isn't taking a jab at him. We actually like his videos. However, this is a version of him, not the main version of him. So, please don't hate us for how we've portrayed him. Same goes for Harvey in this continuity[though, come on. I can ship Harvey and Sabrina in the 60s series, the live action sitcom and the comics. You can't pay me to do the same in the animated series.])
Aaron's P.O.V.-Friday-Greendale Middle(Junior High, for some people) School
Sabrina and I stepped out of the portal I've made with a magic circle(long story) behind the school and walked around to the front.
"At least it's Friday. You know what that means?" Sabrina asked me.
"You mean besides the obvious, 'yesterday was Thursday' joke that Harvey would be making right now if he was here?" I asked once we were at the front doors to the school.
"Yeah, that." Sabrina said, rolling her eyes at the mention of Harvey.
Let's just say, her friendship with him has ended, and the same could apply to his and my toxic 'friendship', which I had given him more than one chance to redeem himself.
"I was meaning the week is over. The only sad thing is Quigley will now be at the house 24/7 again due to losing his job. Which means more 'helpful talks' about who I should trust more," Sabrina said with air quotes.
"I know! How about you and me go to the movies on Saturday? And, if my parents and Zelda are okay with it, we can have a slumber party at my house for the weekend? You know, as friends," I say, realizing how awkward that sounded.
"Well, despite Quigley wants me to scrape the aquarium from its scum, I'm sure Hilda can take over. After all, that's her fish," Sabrina said.
"Great," I said, just as we heard the all too familiar screech of a limo's tire.
Gem's limo driver ran towards the door to open it, causing a red carpet to roll out. Gem walked out of the limo followed by...Harvey?!
Sabrina and I both stood there, not shocked that Harvey was in Gem's limo(he was on Gem's train at her mansion during her birthday at one point. Another long story), but the fact he managed to become friends with Gem as soon as his friendship with Sabrina sunk. What. The. Fudge!
"I trust your ride was a pleasant one, Miss Stone and Mr. Kinkles," the limo driver saluted to Gem and Harvey.
"The T.V. reception could've been better. And my orange juice had too much pulp in it," Gem complained before walking off.
"Uh, there weren't enough snacks in the snackbar," Harvey decided to add in his two cents before following Gem like a lovesick puppy.
Gem and Harvey walked towards Sabrina and me, both of us were still standing there in silence. Not due to shock, since we gotten over it when Gem and Harvey were complaining. No, it was because we were trying not to laugh!
"Hi, Aaron," Gem said sweetly.
"The answer is no to all your questions." I said, trying to keep my tone flat. Key word was trying.
"Nice clothing, Spellman. Big sale at the clothes bin?" Gem asked.
"No, I got them from the mall. Sorry that I took all the good clothes before you got there," Sabrina snarked, which caused the both of us to burst out laughing.
"Darn, I hate it when I miss those sales," Harvey complained, believing Sabrina. This caused Sabrina and me to laugh even harder.
"Anyways, Aaron, could I talk to you for a minute?" Gem asked, dragging me with her without waiting for a response.
"So, do you know it's Friday already?" Gem asked.
"Yes, I know. And I know tomorrow is Saturday. Sabrina and I already have plans," I say, which caused Harvey to give me death glares. However, even if looks could kill, all Harvey's death glares could do is poke me. That's how deadly those glares are.
"But it's not just any Saturday. It's the Greendale Society Charity Ball. And do you know where it's being held at this year?" Gem asked.
"Besides the fact obviously here, you mean? Your place, since you're talking to me," I say.
"Exactly. My parents are hosting the ball, and here is an invitation for you," Gem said, pulling out an envelope and handing it to me.
"As I already said, I made plans with Sabrina." I told Gem, crossing my arms.
"Oh, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron. People would beg for invitations for the charity ball. Live music, cocktail weiners, big screen T.V." Gem said.
"Uh huh. Well, if people beg for these invites, then give this to someone who will beg for it, because I'm not going," I firmly tell Gem, putting the envelope back in her hands and started walking towards Sabrina.
"Aaron, wait! You're making a mistake in your social life!" Gem shouted to me.
"Tell it to the wind, because I'm not listening!" I shout back.
Harvey decided to stand in my path, still glaring.
"Aaron, you are about to make a mistake. So, take the invite, throw away whatever plans you and Sabrina may have, and go to the ball. End. Of. Discussion." Harvey said, poking my chest with his finger.
"How about you piss off and stay out of my business, Who from Whoville? After all, I'm not the one with a criminal record right now, am I?" I asked, pushing Harvey to the side and finally making my way to Sabrina's side.
"Let's head inside," Sabrina said.
"Agreed," I said, as we proceeded to head inside.
"Oh, all right! What if I invite Sabrina too?" Gem asked.
I turned towards Gem and Harvey, who was by Gem's side, and didn't think hard about my answer.
"What part of no do you not get? I'm not going to the ball, no matter what. So just leave us alone," I say, as Sabrina and I entered the school building, leaving Gem and Harvey behind.
"Didn't doubt you for a minute," Sabrina said as the first bell rang and we headed off to class.
That evening-Everyone's P.O.V.-Greendale Society Charity Ball, Stone Family's Mansion
The females were wearing dresses and the males were wearing tuxedos as they enjoyed the food and drinks.
"Oh, if only my precious Aaron were here, this ball would be better. I don't get what he sees in Spellman." Gem sighed.
"I don't know what you and Sabrina sees in Aaron, but he's spineless. He won't stand up for himself," Harvey scoffed.
"That's what makes things interesting," Gem said.
Soon, the horns were blown by two of the staff. "Dinner is now served. Everyone please board the monorail to the dining room," said the Stone family's butler.
Five minutes later-Dining Room
"AnD sO oN bEhAlF oF rEgInA aNd MySeLf, AnD oUr LoVeLy DaUgHtEr GeM, i'D lIkE tO pRoPoSe A tOaSt To Us. BeCaUsE tHaT's WhAt ThIs ChArItY bAlL iS aLl AbOuT, pEoPlE lIkE uS wHo CaReS aBoUt PeOpLe NoT lIkE uS. tO uS!" Filthy Frank proclaimed, raising his glass.
"To us!" Everyone declared, raising their glass before having discussions amongst themselves.
"And I'd like to make a toast to tonight's charity cases who couldn't attend, unfortunately: Sabrina Spellman and my sweet Aaron Dimension!" Gem proclaimed, raising her glass.
"Yeah! They're missing out on all the fun!" Harvey added, raising his glass too.
Everyone agreed with the two middle-schoolers on that, wondering what miserable thing the two charity cases were up to.
Meanwhile-Aaron's P.O.V.-Aaron's Bedroom
"And on the news tonight, battleships are sinking left and right, along with a random ship carrying some investment. We have no idea whose ship it belongs to, yet, but whoever owns it, we pity you. We now cut to murder news caster, James A. Janisse to tell us the kill count," a random news reporter said.
"Welp, Sabrina, this proves one thing," I said as James A. Janisse began tallying up the amount of lives supposedly lost.
"Yeah?" Sabrina asked.
"You sunk my battleship," I say, indicating the magical version of Battleships Sabrina and I made ourselves. See, if our ships sink in the game, a random battleship sank somewhere in the sea as well.
"Yeah. I'm getting bored of this. Wanna play Monopoly combined with Candyland?" Sabrina asked.
My joyful face, which could've vomited rainbows and sunshines, was her answer.
"Good thing I brought them over," Sabrina said.
Meanwhile-Everyone's P.O.V.-Dining Room, Stone Family's Mansion
Just as everyone was finishing up the crab, they received a shock for the night: Filthy Frank was being dragged by some invisible force!
"HeY! lEt Go Of ME, YoU cRaZy MaNiAcS! SaVe Me PiNk GuY!" Filthy Frank shouted, but to no avail as he was dragged away.
At the same time, Regina screamed in horror. The reason: it was something she got from her phone.
"Mom, what is it?" Gem asked, worried. Her mom rarely screamed in fright unless it was money issues or not getting the right manicure.
"All of our hotels were bought by some unknown persons. And they used our money!" Regina shrieked.
Everyone started running around, screaming and panicking, fearful that either they might be dragged away by some unknown force or have their accounts hacked to be used to buy their own properties.
"Um, at least we still have food?" Harvey nervously asked, only for a lobster to reveal it was still alive and pinched him hard on the nose.(Him being Harvey, not the lobster.)
Meanwhile-Aaron's P.O.V.-Aaron's Bedroom
"You know, I realize I haven't shown you the Spellman secret with a dollar bill. The same secret my mom taught me when I was seven," Sabrina said.
"Really? What is it?" I asked.
"It's not something that can be explained. It's something that can be shown. Where's the nearest vending machine?" Sabrina asked.
"A grocery store a couple of blocks away. Why?" I asked.
"Because it's time I introduce you to something that would make Gem jelly," Sabrina said as we crawled out of the window.
Five minutes later, we arrived at the grocery store, where the vending machine was near the entrance.
Sabrina pulled out a dollar bill and taped it to her hand.
Before I asked, Sabrina held up one finger from her untaped hand.
"Watch," Sabrina said as she slid the dollar into the slot. However, as soon as the dollar was all the way in the slot, Sabrina pulled her hand backwards, pulling the dollar through. Despite this, the vending machine processed the dollar as if it was still in the slot and allowed Sabrina to choose any of the snacks or drinks.
"...What the?" I asked.
"The Spellman Method to spending money without actually spending it," Sabrina answered as she got a candy bar.
"...Let's do this to all the vending machines around town," I say.
"Okay," Sabrina said with a shrug.
Let's just say we managed to trick every vending machine, though one got payback on me by launching a soda can back into the machine.
However, Sabrina managed to grab the can, due to her uncanny ability to fit most of her body, except for her head, in the machine. Awesome, yet weird.
But, hey, we had a blast, cruising around town and tricking the machines. Was there any repercussions to our actions? No, there were no re- *Snores*
Long story short, I passed out on my bed while Sabrina fell asleep on her sleeping bag, both of us exhausted from spending all night, tricking vending machines all over town. We spent the entire Sunday sleeping due to both lack of sleep and a high amount of sugar from the drinks and snacks we got from the vending machines.
Monday-Greendale Middle School
Sabrina and I were at our lockers, talking about the weekend as we grab our stuff for our classes when Gem and Harvey walked up to us. Harvey had an ice pack over his nose.
"Hey, Aaron. Spellman. You missed Saturday night's events," Gem said.
"Oh, you mean about how it became a laughing stock of the year, and quite possibly, the decade?" Sabrina snarked, trying to not smile.
"I thought it was the laughing stock of the century," I say, which caused Sabrina to start laughing. I then noticed Harvey's nose.
"Hey, Harvey, great Chef Louie impression. What happened, you did a Looney Tunes sketch with the crab?" I asked, bursting into laughter as Sabrina fell to her knees, laughing hard.
"It was a lobster, actually," Harvey corrected, causing Sabrina and I to laugh even harder.
After a few minutes, we collected ourselves.
"Thanks for the laughs and for showing us which parties to go to, and which ones to not go to," Sabrina said as she and I head down the halls to our class.
Meanwhile-Gem's P.O.V.
"I can't believe it! My entire family made a laughing stock and we didn't got any money this year! Not only are we more unpopular than Spellman, but now Aaron won't fall in love with me! And on top of that, my family won't be able to host the Greendale Society Charity Ball anymore, meaning we won't be able to make money off those losers that attend!" Gem whined.
"Not to mention my nose is still bruised from that lobster," Harvey added.
"Harvey, this isn't about your nose! It's about me!" Gem shouted, grabbing Harvey by the shirt and shaking him.
"Well, at least you're still rich, right?" Harvey asked.
"Yes. I'm still rich! I can buy my way out of this problem. No, even better. I can use money to make Spellman more unpopular and then Aaron will realize he has feelings for me. Man, aren't I a genius?" Gem said.
"But, I'm the one who gave you the idea." Harvey said.
"Harvey, no one likes someone who takes credit for everything. Now, come on. I need to figure out a plan to make Spellman unpopular in a way that involves money," Gem said.
After school-Stone Family's Mansion
Gem walked in her father's study, where her parents were looking at some documents.
"Ah, GeM, sWeEtIe. ThErE yOu ArE." Filthy Frank said.
"Mom. Dad-dums. What's the matter?" Gem asked, sitting in a chair the butler brought over for her.
"Oh, Gem. Your father received some bad news. Well, more bad news from Saturday night's events." Regina told her daughter.
"YoU rEmEmBeR tHaT bOoK yOuR nAnNy UsEd To ReAd To YoU, RiGhT? tHe OnE aBoUt ThE gIrL aNd ThE bEaSt?" Filthy Frank asked.
"Oh, you mean Beauty and the Beast? Yeah, though I don't get why the girl would go with a ugly beast like that. Now if she went with a handsome stud, I've enjoyed the story," Gem said.
"WeLl, OuR iNvEsTmEnTs GoT SuNk By SoMe RaNdOm BaTtLeShIpS oN sAtUrDaY nIgHt." Filthy Frank said.
"What?!" Gem asked, horrified at the idea of being broke. If she's broke, how is she going to use money to make Spellman unpopular?
"What he's saying, sweetheart, is that we got the same thing happening to our investment that happened to the merchant's investment." Regina said.
"But what about the investment from the logging company?" Gem asked, desperate for anything to prove that her family isn't broke somehow, to prove that this was somehow a prank, an unnecessary long and cruel prank, but a prank nonetheless.
"Turns out they made cheese logs. Who knew?" Regina asked sarcastically, given how she read the fine print that day and told Filthy Frank, but he assured her that there was no way the logging company could invest in cheese logs.
Filthy Frank looked down at his fingers, feeling embarrassed for a moment that he was wrong and Regina was right.
"We TrIeD tO mAkE tHe BeSt Of It," Filthy Frank said.
"Just imagine a house made of cheese logs, then imagine a good heat wave!" Regina said, glaring at Filthy Frank.
"AnYwAy, GeM. i'M aFrAiD tHaT oUr FuNdS aRe DePlEtEd. We'Re BaNkRuPt." Filthy Frank said.
"Bankrupt?" Gem asked, acting dumb so she could try and deny the truth.
"YoU kNoW: bRoKe." Filthy Frank continued.
"Broke?" Gem continued playing dumb.
Regina, however, was fed up at this point and rolled her eyes. "Gem, dear, read my lips. We. Have. No. Money!" Regina said slowly.
"NOOOOO!" Gem shrieked, falling backwards out of her chair.
"Hmm, she took that better than we expected." Regina said.
"A tRuE sToNe." Filthy Frank said with a neutral expression.
"But that's impossible! We're too rich to be broke! I don't think there was ever a time where we were broke!" Gem said.
"NoW, dOn'T wOrRy, PrInCeSs. YeS, wE'rE iN tRoUbLe. BuT oUr FaItHfUl SeRvAnTs WiLl HeLp Us ThRoUgH tHeSe DiFfIcUlT tImEs, RiGhT, dAwSoN?" Filthy Frank asked.
"The name is Montgomery, sir. And we all quit, since you don't have the necessary funds to pay us." Montgomery said, leaving the room and leaving the property with his suitcase full of his belongings.
He's not the only one, as the other staff of the family left the property, either carrying their own belongings or things that belong to the Stone Family so they could sell them and make some quick money.
"This can't be happening! Without money, we're-we're broke! And if we're broke, then that means I can't get payback on Spellman for making me unpopular by not showing up at the ball on Saturday and making a fool out of herself for her fashion choice," Gem said, pacing the room, which was now bare due to the former staff taking everything when they left.
"WeLl, ThErE's SoMe HoPe. YoUr MoThEr, PiNk GuY AnD i WiLl FlY dOwN tO tHe FaCtoRy AnD sEe WhAt We CaN sAlVaGe." Filthy Frank said.
"And if you can't?" Gem asked.
"I hope you enjoy the cheese business, which involves lots and lots of cheese being cut." Regina said.
"In ThE mEaNtImE, i'Ll MaKe ArRaNgEmEnTs FoR yOu To StAy WiTh A fRiEnD." Filthy Frank said.
"A friend? Who?" Gem asked.
Meanwhile-Quigley and Zelda's P.O.V.-Spellman's Residence
Quigley answered the phone, which rang only a couple of seconds ago.
"Hello?" Quigley asked.
"ThIs Is LoRd FrAnCiS oF tHe FiLtH. OtHeRwIsE kNoWn As FiLtHy FrAnK sToNe. I'm WoNdErInG iF mY dAuGhTeR, gEm, CaN sTaY wItH yOu WhIle I'm DeAlInG wItH sOmE fInAnCiAl PrObLeMs? I'lL gIvE yOu $500" Filthy Frank said over the phone.
Before Quigley could agree to that, because who in their right minds would pass up $500, Zelda, who had been listening in via magic, gave Quigley a death glare.
"Take that deal despite knowing Sabrina's issue with Gem and I'll make sure you end up being homeless before you move out!" Zelda mouthed, scaring Quigley.
"Um, sorry. The place is full, and if we had more people, it'll blow up. Why don't you ask the Kinkles? Bye." Quigley said nervously, hanging up.
Zelda's glare didn't lighten up as she slowly left the room.
Filthy Frank's P.O.V.-Stone Family's Mansion
"DaRn. I tHoUgHt No OnE wOulD ReSisT $500. It'S wOrSe ThAn ThAt TiMe I lOsT tHoSe InVeStMeNtS oN fIrEfIgHtErS. wHo KnEw ThEy DoN't AcTuAlLy PuNcH fIrEs? Oh WeLl. BeTtEr CaLl ThOsE kInKlEs oR wHaTeVeR." Filthy Frank said.
"To watch over your daughter, boss?" Pink Guy asked.
"I hAvE nO dAuGhTeR. sHe HaSn'T dOnE aNyThInG wOrThY oF mE oNcE iN hEr LifE." Filthy Frank said, dialing the Kinkles' house phone number.
"But you said she was a true Stone, right?" Pink Guy asked, confused.
"I jUsT sAiD tHaT sO sHe WoUlDn'T wHiNe AbOuT nOt BeInG a StOnE oN tOp Of BeInG bRoKe. TrUsT mE, tHiS iSn'T tHe FirSt TiMe I hAvE nO mOnEy. BuT i LiKe BeIng RiCh." Filthy Frank said.
"So if she discovered oil on the property, would that count?" Pink Guy asked.
"YeAh, SuRe. BuT wHaT aRe ThE cHaNcEs Of ThAt HaPpEnInG? tHe ChAnCeS oF hEr FiNdInG oIl ArE tHe ChAnCeS oF mE fInDiNg TrUe HaPpInEsS." Filthy Frank said.
"True. After all, we searched all over and found no oil. Good thing we're great pals, right?" Pink Guy asked.
"SuRe. NoW, bE qUiEt WhIlE i CaLl ThEsE nOrMaL cHrIsTiAn PeOpLe." Filthy Frank said.
"Okay, boss." Pink Guy said.
Later-Gem and Harvey's P.O.V.-Kinkles' Residence
"I swear, the day couldn't had pass by any slower," Harvey complained, holding the now melted ice pack to his nose, though it wasn't the only thing bruised.
All day, he had to suffer from the blunt of so many jokes about the Greendale Society Charity Ball, due to the whole thing being broadcast on live television. So it's not only Greendale who saw everything, but the entire world!
As he opened his front door, though, he was surprised to see Gem sitting on the couch, with a bunch of blue suitcases. Ruby, her dog, was at her feet.
"Hey, Harvey," Gem said sadly.
"Hey, gem. Um, what are you doing here?" Harvey asked.
"Well, that's easy. Gem's father called, wondering if we could watch his daughter for a while while he and his wife are dealing with some financial problems. The best part is we decided to do it for free instead of the $500 he wanted to pay us." Mrs. Kinkle said.
"You turned down free money? Why?" Harvey asked, dumbfounded.
"Because anything you get without earning it is worthless." Mr. Kinkle said.
Normally, a child who hears the lesson, or even better, experienced it themselves would actually be glad about it, as they would've felt like they accomplished something without it being handed to them. Harvey, sadly, is not the child, but he hides it.
"Oh. Well, maybe they'll owe us that favor for how well we take care of Gem," Harvey said, trying to act like an innocent child.
"Uh huh. Just know that we'll be keeping our eyes on you. After what you did to that poor Aaron kid, not to mention running away to Manhattan and joining that forsaken cult, we don't trust you." Mr. Kinkle said, not buying Harvey's act.
"Yes, dad." Harvey said, internally fuming at those words. First off, Aaron was jealous at Harvey;s bike, Sheba, so he had that one coming. And for the second thing, why does everyone assume he joined a cult? Care Bears are real, if only he can get Aaron and Sabrina to confess in front of everyone.
"By the way, Harvey. Remember that Gem is only a guest here. While we should make her comfortable here, that doesn't mean she can't help with some housework," Mrs. Kinkle said.
"Yes, mom," Harvey said, barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes. What he actually wanted to do was introduce Gem to his new fighting game that was way better than that lame game Super Smash Bros.
"So, anything I can do to help you to take your mind off your money issue, Gem?" Harvey asked.
"Oh, that's just a little speed bump on Zillionaire Highway. Trust me, mom and dad-dums will be back next week, dripping in cash." Gem said.
"Great. Then I can brag to everyone about how rich you, my new best friend, are. In the meantime, can I show you where you'll be sleeping?" Harvey asked.
"I suppose, though I don't mind any room in your house. Now if it was Spellman's house, I would have minor issues. Oh, you'll get my bags, will you?" Gem asked as she and Ruby headed down the hallway.
"Sure. After all, this is a small price to pay for our newfound friendship," Harvey said, grabbing the suitcases and leading Gem and Ruby to the guest room, where everything was already set up for the two.
Gem sat on the bed, testing it. "Hmm, a little lumpy, but I suppose it'll do." Gem said before putting a hand over her face.
"Oh, but all of this stress has left me parched. Can you get me a drink? Lemonade. Shaken, not stirred." Gem told Harvey, laying down on the bed. Ruby whimpered a bit, jumping onto the bed. "Oh, and get Ruby something too." Gem added as Harvey put the suitcases on the floor.
"Sure. Give me a few minutes," Harvey said, exiting the room to get said lemonade and some water for Ruby.
A few minutes later
"Here you go. Lemonade. Shaken, not stirred. And I got some fresh water for Ruby too," Harvey said, entering the room again with said drinks for his guests.
Only to be surprised about the amount of clothes all over the room.
"I was gone for a few minutes. What's going on here?" Harvey asked.
"Oh, I unpacked. I'm in the middle of seeing which clothes go well with the color of the dressers and which ones go well with the color of the closet so I know where to put them." Gem said.
"So, figure it all out yet?" Harvey asked, somehow not annoyed with Gem's antics.
"Almost. Oh, while I'm doing this, can you run a bath for me? Not too hot, and if you have any imported bath oil-" Gem began.
"Actually, we don't have imported bath oil. Or bath oil in general." Harvey said.
"Guess I'll have to have to make do with the local bath oil I packed with me," Gem sighed dramatically.
"But I can use my credit card to order some imported bath oil, if you want," Harvey said.
"Okay. So, about that bath?" Gem asked.
"Yes, Gem. Getting right to it!" Harvey said enthusiastically as he ran to the bathroom to prepare it.
"Oh, and can you give Ruby a bath too? Without a garden hose?" Gem asked peeking out of the guest room.
"Sure!" Harvey shouted from the bathroom.
Gem and Harvey's P.O.V.(Still)-Tuesday-Greendale Middle School
"That was an interesting breakfast you made. What did you call that again?" Gem asked Harvey, who was carrying all of Gem's textbooks and school stuff with a smile on his face.(Even if it hurt his nose more than it already is.)
"Um, cereal," Harvey said.
"Do all simple peasant folks eat that?" Gem asked.
"Sure. At least, all the normal simple peasant folks," Harvey said. Unlike Aaron, who doesn't even drink milk. Freak. Harvey added in his thoughts.
"Gem! Oh, Gem, you poor thing! It's just dreadful!" one of Gem's friends exclaimed as she and two of Gem's other friends ran over to her and Harvey.
"They're spreading the most vicious rumors about you!" Another one of Gem's friends exclaimed.
"They said you've lost all your-your money!" The third friend shouted dramatically.
"Girls, girls, I'm so...touched by your concern. Yes, I'm afraid the rumors are true. But don't worry. I don't really need money as long as I have friends like you," Gem said, sounding like one of those sappy cards she could buy at the nearest pharmacy.
"Well, gotta go," said the first 'friend', walking away.
"Nice knowing you," said the second 'friend', walking away as well, as Gem gasped in shock of this sudden betrayal.
"Can't hang with a loser. You understand," the third 'friend' said, leaving a horrified Gem behind.
"Huh?" Gem asked, confused, betrayed and overall, sad by what just happened.
"Ignore them, Gem. Once you're rich again, they'll come crawling back to you, asking for favors and claiming that they were forced to. But I'm still here for you," Harvey said, putting a hand on Gem's shoulder.
"I know. But right now, I'm broke and I'm not a shallow, superficial snob!" Gem whined as she sobbed on Harvey's shoulders for a few seconds.
"What am I gonna do, Harvey?! Without money, my life is over!" Gem cried, sitting down on the staircase.
"Easy, we find a way to get rich. Somehow," Harvey said.
"How? There were only four methods my family had used to get money: the charity ball, investments from overseas, investments from businesses owned by my parents or money sent by other family members from their own jobs, i.e. Uncle Thad's research or Uncle Alan Smithee's movies." Gem explained.
"Well, there are other ways to make money by yourself, sometimes without all the hard work put into it," Harvey said.
"Then show me how, Harvey! Teach me! Mold me! I want to know everything you know about making money as a simple peasant!" Gem shouted.
"Okay, though we only get minimum wages. Though we had been paid more ever since Aaron quit the newspaper company last week," Harvey noted.
"I'll show them! If I'm gonna be a simple peasant, then I'm going to be the most successful simple peasant that ever lived!" Gem declared.
"So we can brag about it right to Sabrina and Aaron's faces!" Harvey added.
Gem and Mrs. Kinkle's P.O.V.-After school-Kinkles' Residence, Laundry Room
"Now, let me get this straight: these are dirty clothes. And we're actually going to wash them?" Gem asked Mrs. Kinkle, visibly shaking.
"Of course, Gem. What, did you think your clothes were always clean?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
"No, I just throw away any clothes that become dirty. Doesn't everyone?" Gem asked.
"No. Now, load up the washer by dumping the clothes in the washer, and then pour a small amount of this detergent in," Mrs. Kinkle said, holding up a box of detergent.
"Do you think you can handle it with some help?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
"No need. I got this," Gem claims.
"Okay. If you say so. After you're done with that, head back upstairs and I'll show you how to load a dishwasher," Mrs. Kinkle said, heading up the stairs.
Gem looked down the detergent as she slowly, and cautiously, grabbed one of the dirty clothing, a pair of jeans that was covered in mud, and dropped it in the washer.
"Hmm. That wasn't too bad," Gem said, feeling a small rush of excitement for doing a simple task of putting clothes in the washer.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Kinkle was writing down stuff in her plan book when she heard noises coming from the basement.
"I knew I should've helped out Gem with the laundry. After all, no one ever taught her how to do it before," Mrs. Kinkle said as she closed the plan book and quickly headed downstairs, where the washer was shaking and water and detergent was spilling out from the top.
"How do you stop this thing?!" Gem demanded.
Mrs. Kinkle unplugged the washer and held it away from the floor, which had a huge puddle from the washer. Fortunately, the washer was no longer overflowing. It was now draining itself.
"Gem, what happened?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
"What you told me to do! Honest!" Gem claimed as Mrs. Kinkle checked the washer and was surprised about the contents.
"Gem, this is a washer, not a dishwasher." Mrs. Kinkle said, holding up a broken plate.
"Well, since there was some extra room after I put the clothes in, I thought to wash the dishes too. I mean, despite it's not called a dishwasher, it's still a washing machine, right?" Gem said with a nervous smile.
Mrs Kinkle pinched the bridge of her nose while taking a deep sigh. "Handling one Harvey is tiring enough. Two Harveys is pushing things too far," Mrs. Kinkle said under her breath.
"What do you mean by that?" Gem asked in confusion.
"Nothing. I know, why don't you and Harvey go out and get some ice cream so I can get a moment to question my decisions-I mean, so I can clean up this mess and prepare to teach you how to do things like this in a better way?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
"Um, sure," Gem said as she headed upstairs to get Harvey.
"Just a few more days. ...Why did we ever agree to this?" Mrs. Kinkle asked herself, grabbing multiple towels to wipe up the mess.
Suddenly, there was a rumbling in the dryer.
"And of course, there's a brick in there too." Mrs. Kinkle said, knowing from experience(mainly, the four times Harvey put a brick in the dryer), and unplugging the dryer too.
Gem and Harvey's P.O.V.-Greendale Ice Cream Parlor
"Surprised my mom told us to get ice cream. Usually, she tells me to eat healthy," Harvey said.
"Wait. You simple peasant folks eat healthy?" Gem asked.
"Well, yeah. At least, those of us who have normal eating habits," Harvey said, rolling his eyes at the thought of Aaron.
Really, he doesn't get why Aaron backstab him and hangs out with Sabrina, despite knowing Harvey's feelings for Sabrina. Aaron should've been grateful for how hard Harvey tried to make him seem normal, even with that secret of his: that he's mag-
"Harvey, are you in there?" Gem asked, snapping Harvey out of his thoughts as she waved her hand in front of his face.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Um, what were we talking about again?" Harvey asked.
"We were talking about ice cream," Gem said.
"Oh, yeah. I thought maybe we could share," Harvey said.
"Share? What does this word 'share' mean?" Gem asked.
"It means two people get a part of something. At least, that's what my dad says, but who listens to his advice? He was a goody-two shoes back in the 60s who thinks earning something through hard work is better than someone just giving you something." Harvey said with a small frown, before it left his face. "Anyways, let's decide what flavor to get."
"How do we do that?" Gem asked, her mind puzzling over the logic of 'sharing'.
"Well, we can ask for a free taste." Harvey said.
"They give out free tastes? Really?!" Gem asked, smiling at the idea.
"Can I help out?" asked one of the staff members.
"Why, yes. Can I have a free taste of mint-a mocha chip please?" Gem asked.
"Sure. Here you go," the staff member said as he gave her the free sample of said ice cream.
Gem took a bite and enjoyed it. "Mmm, not bad. How about a bite of chocolate marshmallow surprise?" Gem asked, tossing aside the spoon.
The staff looked a bit annoyed, but did his job. Because, hey, the customer is always right, right?
1 hour later
Harvey had his face in his hands, surprisingly embarrassed by the huge pile of free sample Gem had eaten. The staff member, exhausted and too annoyed at this point, weakly raised his arm to the counter to pull himself up.
"Here. Peanut brittle sherbert almond crunch," the staff member said, shaking in exhaustion.
"No. Too complex. What else do you have?" Gem asked.
"That's it! You've tasted all 39 flavors in this store, and that's 3.9% of the total flavor in the entire world!" the staff member said. "Now, what do you want to buy?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just, you know, browsing," Gem said.
"I think I'm getting the hang of peasant life," Gem whispered to Harvey, who looked like he got hit by a truck.
"Great. Now I won't be able to brag about having a rich friend, and I won't get rich without putting in the work." Harvey said, a bit too loudly as everyone gave him glares.
"I mean, hi" Harvey said nervously.
"What can I get you, mister? And it's better be something very, very expensive!" the staff member said through gritted teeth and a false smile, annoyed at this point.
Harvey nervously chuckled, while internally screaming on the inside.
Everyone's P.O.V.-Later-Kinkle's Residence
Harvey had his face in his hands. The reason why? Gem was actually doing the cooking. Something she wanted to do herself.
"Thanks for letting me make dinner. I had fun doing it." Gem said.
"Uh, you're welcome, Gem," Mr. Kinkle said as he, Mrs. Kinkle and Harvey ate a few spoonfuls, just to taste it.
"And to save money, I use leftovers," Gem said.
"That's nice. But, can you explain the ham? I haven't used ham for dinner in months," Mrs. Kinkle said.
"Oh, I just borrowed some from the huge metal bin in the neighbor's backyard," Gem answered.
"Gem, that was a dumpster!" Harvey shouted, before he and his parents started to throw up.
"Gem, can you give us one moment?" Mrs. Kinkle said, as she, Mr. Kinkle and Harvey went into the basement, where Gem wouldn't be able to eavesdrop on them.
"Is anyone else done with this? I mean, seriously? No one taught her how to deal with dirty laundry, or how to know the difference between leftovers and garbage? Or even how to prepare for something like this?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
"I know. Did you see how she almost threw all of those documents in the recycling? Or how she brought half of our vases to the market to get a deposit? I just wish there was a way for her and her family to get rich again so that she would be out of our hair and not our problem anymore," Mr. Kinkle said.
"Hmm. I think I know two people who can help with that. Unfortunately, it's the last two people I want to ask," Harvey said.
"Well, right now, do you want to continue living like this?" Mrs. Kinkle asked.
It took Harvey only a few seconds to think about his answer.
"I'll ask them tomorrow," he said.
Aaron's P.O.V.-Wednesday-Greendale Middle School
"Finally, we get to have a few days with no weird stuff," I said as Sabrina and I sat at our lunch tables.
"Yeah. So, do you ever think it's weird when the main characters aren't in an episode or chapter?" Sabrina asked.
I looked thoughtful for a moment. "Hmm, no. You won't miss them since there are other characters whose lives you'll be invested in," I say.
"Oh, okay," Sabrina said.
"Aaron, Sabrina, I need your help!" Harvey shouted, popping out from under our table.
"Aaron, this is why you shouldn't have jinxed our normal days-streak," Sabrina sighed.
"WHY DO YOU HATE US, UNIVERSE?!" I shouted to the skies.
"Look, I don't want to ask you two for favors, either. Particularly after you two threw me aside when I was trying to make you popular, but I need help making Gem rich again," Harvey pleaded.
"And why would we do that?" Sabrina asked.
"Because if you don't, she'll continue doing stuff for herself, meaning I won't be rich one day through marriage with her!" Harvey lamented.
"Oh no, not being rich through hard work. The world is doomed," I said sarcastically.
"Also, my parents will be driven insane by Gem's efforts to do things herself," Harvey said.
"Dang it. He used that card." Sabrina said.
"The fact that someone other than him is suffering?" I asked.
"Exactly," Sabrina said.
"Fine, Harvey. We'll help your parents. Just bring Gem to her mansion after school. Sabrina and I got the rest," I said.
"Thank you," Harvey said.
"This isn't for you, Harvey. This is so your parents wouldn't be in the peanut mobile, being driven up the walls. As I said before, your and my friendship is sunk, and the same is said about you and Aaron. And you remember my threat, right?" Sabrina asked coldly.
"Y-Yes. I'll see you at Gem's mansion," Harvey said nervously, leaving the table.
"So, the good old oil magic?" I asked.
"Oh, you betcha," Sabrina said, rolling up her sleeves.
"Wait, are you pulling an Aladdin from the SNES game? Because as we both know, both of you don't have sleeves!" I said.
"Not that you know of," Sabrina countered with a smug grin on her face.
After School-Stone Family's Mansion
Sabrina and I were in mining outfits with oil protection as we mined for oil on Gem's property.(What did you think we were going to do, use magic? Too easy.)
"How much farther?" Sabrina asked.
"I don't know. Until we hit something?" I said.
Soon we heard Gem asking, "So, why do you want to come back to my empty house, Harvey?", followed by Harvey's response of, "Um, just thought we could look around."
Sabrina and I quicken our pace of digging around for that stupid oil. Finally, after a few seconds that felt like hours, we finally hit something.
"It's gonna blow!" I shouted.
"Yeah, we just hit it!" Sabrina shot back.
Thinking quickly, we both teleported out of there just as the oil spew out of the ground. We teleported next to Gem's mansion, out of sight as we heard Harvey congratulating Gem on being rich again, due to finding oil on her property.
"Rich? Yeah, I guess I am," Gem said, a bit sadly.
"Now you won't have to do things for yourself, you can servants do it for you! And I can brag about having you as a friend now!" Harvey gloated as Sabrina and I facepalmed.
Typical Harvey: as soon as someone does something for him, he'll use it to his advantage.
"Yeah, great. Just great," Gem said sadly.
"I almost feel bad for her. You know, if it wasn't for the fact she probably killed the Good Gem inside her," Sabrina said.
"Yeah. Let's go before Harvey somehow makes Gem believe we came here to steal all of her oil," I say as we teleported away.
Harvey and Gem's P.O.V.-Wednesday Evening-Kinkles' Residence
Gem's stuff was packed in her limo as she was about to move back into her mansion, where her parents and staff are after receiving news about the oil mine on their property.
"Well, I guess this is it. It's been interesting," Harvey said, pretending to be polite.
"Yeah. You know, you and your family have shown me how to do a lot of great stuff. It felt...good." Gem said.
"Well, maybe your parents will let you cook for them," Harvey said, knowing that Gem's parents will not let her cook or do anything for herself once she gets back.
I mean, if they let her cook, then that's a sign of change. And if things change, then I can't get rich without putting in the effort, nor trick anyone into thinking I'm just a simple, loveable moron. Harvey mused in his thoughts.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I'd like you to have this." Gem said, giving Harvey a wrapped present.
"Oh, Gem, you didn't have to," Harvey said, though his tone says 'Thanks for this awesome reward you obviously had to give to me'.
He opened it only to see...an empty bottle.
"I found it on the beach. You simple peasants can use the nickel deposit more than I can." Gem said.
"Thanks, Gem. Really," Harvey said, hiding his disappointment.
"Yeah. Well, see you," Gem said as she walked over to her limo.
Before her limo driver opened the door, she stopped him. "No thanks, Jensen. I'd rather do it myself." Gem told him as she opened the door.
Jensen scratched his head in confusion before going to the driver seat. Gem gave Harvey a wink as Harvey gave her a grin. Soon, the limo drove off, towards the mansion.
Yep. Her parents will definitely remind her how to be a rich person once again. And once that happens, I'll not only become rich through her, I'll show Aaron and Sabrina that they're messing with the wrong person. I'm so glad I managed to suckered them into helping me, because now they're responsible for Gem being herself all over again. Harvey gloated in his thoughts as he laughed like a maniac, his head facing the sky as he did so.
In the background, you can hear the following conservation:
"OMG, Aaron! Harvey's having constipation! IN PUBLIC!" Sabrina's voice shouted in horror.
"HOLY CRAP! RUN BEFORE HARVZILLA GETS US!" Aaron's voice shouted in horror as well, followed by the sound of running footsteps and panicked screaming.
Harvey quickly stops laughing soon afterwards, horrified by what they just said.
"How dare they?! They ruined my moment! I'll get back at th-"
"MY EYES!" A female voice shrieked.
"Oh, put a sock in it." Harvey said, annoyed.
"WHAT WAS THAT, KINKLE?!" The principal demanded, as Harvey realized his mistake.
"Oh." Harvey said.
"Yeah. Oh." The principal said, ripping the top of his head.
Soon, he screamed in fear as it cut to black.
(A/N: Don't worry, Harvey's not dead. The whole 'ripping off the top of his head' thing is similar to what happened to Patrick in that episode of SpongeBob SquarePants where Sandy was hibernating. He's not only still alive, but also alright after that moment.)