It was a seemingly normal day in the Spellman house. The girls were all staying with Sabrina with the exception of Salem as they were all asleep right now until daylight shined through the window, illuminating the sleeping face of Sabrina.
Salem soon jumped right up onto her bed and began to yell in her face. "Okay, bride to be! Up and at 'em!"
Sabrina just shifted her head and rubbed her nose.
"Hey, wake up!" Salem continued which soon woke up the others until Sabrina finally woke up. "Don't make me put your hand in warm water again~"
"Morning. Well, I guess your breath explains my 'Trapped in a tuna boat' dream," Sabrina said as she woke up before looking excited. "Oh, can you believe it? I'm actually getting married today. Whoo-hoo!"
"Yay." Cherry muttered as she didn't like who Sabrina chose as her groom.
"Look, I don't like it either," said Lionel. "At least you don't gotta be stuck at home with the guy. You sure I couldn't just shrink down and come with?"
"I'm sorry, Lionel, but this is a girl's trip," Mo replied. "Chloe and Maritza are coming too."
"We'll see about that." Lionel said to himself mysteriously.
"So how do you feel?" Salem soon asked Sabrina. "Nervous, frightened, scared, tense, petrified?"
"Excited, happy, joyful," Sabrina replied. "I'm getting married, how do you think I feel?"
"Nervous, frightened, scared," Salem stated. "I just wanna make sure you're not getting cold feet."
"Salem, I do not have cold feet!" Sabrina defended until she threw back her quilt and found two blocks of ice onto the floor. "See? They're not cold, they're frozen solid!"
"Only you, Sabrina." Cherry teased.
"Foreshadowing~" Lionel hummed under his breath.
"Why don't you guys check on Chloe and Maritza in the kitchen?" Sabrina asked. "I think Aaron's parents are here."
"Sabrina, why did you pick him?" Cherry groaned about Aaron. "He's clearly not right for you."
"Oh, Cherry; Aaron and I are in love, and there's no denying that," Sabrina replied before looking queasy. "Where's the trash can?! Where's the trash can?!"
Mo then grabbed the trash can and held it out for her. Sabrina soon began to heave like she was going to throw up, but strangely enough, bubbles came out instead of vomit.
"Whoa, cool!" Lionel chuckled. "Guess somebody washed your stomach out instead of your mouth!"
Salem laughed from that himself. Sabrina grumbled a bit as she hugged the trash can.
"Hmm... Maybe I should get Atticus in here to take care of these." Mo said, gesturing to Sabrina's frozen feet.
"If you want to, I guess," Lionel replied. "It's a little funny seeing you in a story without him for this long."
"He's probably still asleep." Mo said, going off to go get her boyfriend.
Int. Spellman kitchen, while Sabrina had been having a lie-in, the rest of the house was already a hive of industry. Maritza had the phone propped against her ear while adding the finishing touches to her nails and Chloe is bawling out a florist's delivery guy. They were both sporting the largest rollers in their hair.
"Look, I don't care what your invoice says; no one is getting married in this kitchen!" Chloe said.
"Yes, for the 10,000th time, I am positive!" Maritza said on the phone. "Get off the parkway and take a right!"
"Left." Chloe told her.
"Oh," Maritza then said. "Get off the parkway and take a left."
"Yikes," Mo commented as she walked by to find Atticus. Eventually, she found him and Thor, asleep in the stairwell, slumped against each other. "Aww... How cute..." she then said before yelling out. "WAKE UP!"
Atticus and Thor both jumped a bit, onto their feet, looking around.
"I'm ready, Coach!" Thor glared. "Let's take down that Riverdale scum! I eat Riverdale for breakfast!" he then looked around. "Oh, wait, I'm not in high school anymore."
"Is it morning already?" Atticus yawned. "Guess we had a little too much fun last night at the rehearsal dinner."
"Yeah, maybe," Mo replied with a smirk. "C'mon, we got a cleanup on aisle 4."
Atticus yawned. "Haven't heard you say that since that time we went to Riverdale and met that thawed-out caveteen..." he replied, rubbing his eyes.
"Uh, yeah, about that..." Mo replied.
In Sabrina's bedroom, she was very hard at work with an ice-pick and a hammer, and Salem seemed to be stuck.
"Howwy uck!" Salem grunted.
"Hey, I told you not to lick it." Sabrina glared at him.
Lionel snickered at that. "This is why they pour hot water in those big metal tubs... I assume." he replied.
Atticus soon came in to see Sabrina's predicament. "Don't worry, 'Brina," he then smiled. "I'll get you out of there in a jiffy."
"Oh, thanks, Atticus." Sabrina replied.
Atticus then cracked his neck a bit before his eyes glowed red and he shot heat from his eyes, shooting at and melting the ice, freeing both Sabrina's feet and Salem's tongue.
Salem sighed. "Gahhhh... Weww, now my tongue feews weird..." he managed to say.
"That's one way to break the ice." Lionel noted.
"You okay, Sabrina?" Atticus asked.
"I'm sure I'll get the feeling back before I walk down the isle." Sabrina said as she began to massage her feet.
"I feel like this probably happened for a reason." Atticus said about her actual cold feet.
"Yeah, the only reason that it happened is because I'm a witch!" Sabrina replied. "Which just means that magic is always messing up my life!"
"Either that... Or somebody's having second thoughts ~" replied Lionel.
"I know I am about Sabrina marrying this Aaron guy." Cherry said.
"Will you cut that out?!" Sabrina scolded Cherry. "Everyone else is fine with Aaron, why can't you be too, Cherry? Even Atticus thinks that Aaron and I will be perfect together and live happily ever after."
Atticus grinned nervously with twitchy eyes as he was included in that.
"You know, you always did suck eggs when it came to lying," Lionel remarked. "Face it, Fudo couldn't fib to save his life."
Atticus sighed in defeat. "I'm sorry, Sabrina, I just said that because I wanted you to be happy."
"Well, I am!" Sabrina replied. "Aaron and I are still getting married, and I'm not letting any of you stop us."
"Sabrina, wake up!" Maritza said as she and Chloe soon came into the room. "Oh, good, you're up. I'm off the hook."
"But you've gotta hurry and-" Chloe added before spotting the pile of broken ice. "What's going on?"
"Apparently I'm having literal cold feet on my wedding day because I'm a witch." Sabrina deadpanned since they both knew about her secret life.
"Honestly?" asked Chloe. "I'd be more surprised if something weird didn't happen. A bride being nervous on her big day is nothing new, witch or not."
"That's for sure." Sabrina replied.
"Now, everything's under control, so you don't have to worry about that," Maritza soon said. "Don't forget your something old, new, borrowed, and blue."
"Got it, well, except for the something old, and the something new, and the something borrowed and my toes are kinda blue?" Sabrina replied as she began to feel apprehensive. "Oh, my God, what am I gonna do?"
"Don't worry, we'll take care of it." Maritza replied.
"Oh, why not?" Chloe said to her. "We're apparently taking care of everything else."
"Thanks, I really appreciate it." Sabrina told her friends.
"No problem," replied Maritza. "We got your back."
Sabrina rubbed her arm a bit as Chloe and Maritza went off.
"Uh... I better go..." Cherry said as she went off since she and Sabrina had tension with each other a bit.
"Seems like you and Cherry aren't as chummy as you used to be." Salem commented.
"She keeps thinking I'm making a mistake with Aaron," Sabrina replied. "We're clearly soul mates."
"So you claim," Lionel remarked. "But who said anything about us stopping you? You're going to stop yourself."
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Sabrina.
Lionel waved his finger. "Ah-ah-ah~... That would be telling." he replied.
Sabrina sighed before taking a few deep breaths. "Okay, thoughts collected..." she then told herself.
A zig-a-zag pattern of sparkles right in front of her eyes resolved into a pretty vision in blue silk. Her cousin Amanda had arrived in her bridesmaid's dress.
"And thoughts lost." Sabrina sighed.
"Hi!" Amanda beamed before giving her cousin a big hug. "Oh, congratulations Sabrina. I'm so happy for you."
"Thanks. Look, I'm kind of in a panic here, so I don't have time for your teen 'tude right now." Sabrina told her younger cousin before going to get dressed.
"Well, I'm out," Lionel yawned, cracking his neck. "I'm gonna go make myself some lunch." And with that, he was out the door.
Salem, Sabrina, and Amanda were then together.
Cherry was in the kitchen, making herself a sandwich, though she was distracted as her friendship with Sabrina was crumbling.
"You okay?" Thor asked Cherry.
"I'm fine," Cherry replied. "Just gonna get a sandwich."
"Do you always eat sandwiches with sponges, lotion, and dryer lint?" Thor asked.
"Huh?" Cherry asked before seeing what she was doing. "Gah!" she then tossed that out the window in disgust.
"Lemme guess, you're still bummed about this too?" asked Lionel as he came in. "I can't say that I blame ya, but WE won't stop her... She'll do that herself."
"Guys, I don't know what it is, but I just don't like that Aaron guy," Cherry sighed. "Harvey might not even come to the wedding, I'm sure he's heartbroken."
"Sabrina, could you come down here quickly?!" Aaron called out upstairs.
"See?! He's... Bossy!" Cherry pointed out.
"I dunno 'bout bossy, but there is something I don't like about him either." Thor said to Cherry, making her a proper sandwich.
Lionel nodded as he made one himself. "Not to mention he's a mental lightweight," he replied. "Granted, Harvey was kinda dim, but that was mostly because he was unaware most of the time."
"Let's try not to worry about that now," Atticus said as he came by. "Um... Any word on any of the guests?"
"It's hard to tell with Sabrina's family," Cherry reminded. "Her father could be anywhere, her mother's in Peru, and I don't think anyone's heard from Hilda and Zelda. Thor, do you know anything?"
"I don't remember." Thor shrugged with an innocent smile.
"What do you mean you don't remember?" Cherry narrowed her eyes.
"Uncle told me his plans, then he used a spell on me to make me forget so I wouldn't ruin anything." Thor still smiled.
"...Right," Lionel replied. "Well, knowing Drell and Hilda, they're probably gonna bring Ambrose with them."
"Maybe," Thor shrugged. "I don't know."
"You begged and pleaded to make your uncle spill the beans, didn't you?" Atticus guessed.
"Probably," Thor smiled. "I can be pretty persistent."
The others just shrugged at that.
"SABRINA!" Aaron yelled out.
"See?! SEE?!" Cherry gestured wildly. "He's gonna make her into a football player's wife!"
"That joke is crude and you know it!" Thor scolded her.
"...I don't get it." replied Lionel.
"I'll tell you later." Thor said before shoving a sandwich plate into Cherry's chest to make her take it.
"Oof! Thanks..." Cherry grunted, taking the sandwich.
The others came to the living room to see Aaron's parents named Shirley and Bob staring at a llama as they were with a strange couple that held a baby stroller.
"Er, don't touch the lama, it's a gift." Hilda told the mortal couple.
"I suggest patio furniture but no, that too out there." Bob muttered to Shirley from the llama.
"We got a llama?" asked Furrball. "Man, Carl is gonna be so jealous."
"Tell me about it." Cleo said with a yawn.
Sabrina ran downstairs and beamed. "Aunt Hilda!"
"Hi, honey!" Hilda smiled and hugged her niece.
"What?" Drell spoke up as he rocked the pram a bit. "No love for Uncle Drell?"
"Hi, Uncle Drell!" Sabrina beamed, hugging him next.
"Ah, nice," Drell beamed. "And don't forget your little cousin Ambrose~!"
The baby in question babbled as he reached up to Sabrina.
"Hey, Ambrose!" Sabrina beamed and picked up her baby cousin. "Oh, it's good to see you. Oof... You're getting a little heavy though. I'm so glad you guys came."
"Of course." Hilda smiled.
"And you brought me a lama?" Sabrina then asked.
"Oh, I hope you don't already have one." Hilda smiled innocently.
"Course not!" Lionel replied. "Although I'd swear there's an alpaca under the kitchen sink..."
"Sabrina, honey, what's going on?" Aaron asked as he came in, making Drell look annoyed.
"Oh, Aaron, this is my Aunt Hilda, Uncle Drell, and cousin Ambrose," Sabrina introduced. "Aunt Hilda, Uncle Drell, Cousin Ambrose, my Aaron. Isn't he great? Aren't they great?"
"Uh... Uh-huh." Hilda said politely.
"Yes, they're great," Aaron replied. "Did we register for pack animals?"
"Hey, cut me some slack," Hilda defended. "There's not a lot you can pick up in Peru. It was either this or dysentery."
"You were in Peru?" Sabrina asked. "Did you see my mom?"
"Yes, and you cannot believe-" Hilda was about to say.
"Er, let's talk in the kitchen." Sabrina suggested.
"Okay." Hilda said then, taking Ambrose off her hands and made Drell carry him.
"Wow, she wasn't kidding..." Drell grunted. "You're gettin' kinda chunky, ain'tcha?"
Ambrose babbled back in protest.
"I swear, I'll be ready in two minutes," Sabrina said on the way into the kitchen. "Chat with my cousin Amanda. She's surly yet charming. Amanda, say something surly for the Jacobs."
Amanda gave a charming smile to her cousin's future in-laws. "Hi."
"Oh, look at you," Shirley cooed to Amanda. "It's so hard to find a bridesmaids dress that looks good on everyone."
"Hey, I have melted people for less than that!" Amanda replied, about to use her pointer finger.
"Watch it, girly girl." Drell told her.
Amanda sighed. "Fine, fine..." she grumbled, annoyed.
Everyone else soon sat in the living room while the others went into the kitchen.
"Hey, little guy..." Aaron smiled to Ambrose. "We'll be cousins soon. Won't that be fun?"
Ambrose narrowed his bi-colored eyes and squirted milk out to him from his bottle.
Lionel snickered at that. "Smart kid." he replied.
Shirley and Bob looked concerned for their son while Drell cupped his mouth so he wouldn't laugh.
MEANWHILE IN THE KITCHEN...
"So, you saw my mom," Sabrina said to Hilda. "What did she say? How'd she look?"
"Why don't you ask her yourself?" Hilda replied before pointing at the llama and when the smoke cleared, Diana Spellman, Sabrina's mother, was standing there in a beautiful mother of the bride frock.
"Mom!" Sabrina beamed in shock and delight.
"Sweetheart, I'm so happy for you." Diana smiled before they hugged.
"Hey, guys, get in here!" Lionel called as he climbed out of the sink's plumbing. "Guess who showed up?"
"Who's that?" Diana asked.
"My Lionel," Cherry said. "Erm! My good friend, Lionel."
The others hid small smirks as Cherry said "My Lionel" before they went to go see what he was up to.
"Hello, Mrs. Spellman, pleased to meet you." Lionel waved. "Heard a lot about ya. Don't worry, they were good things."
"What did you find, um, Lionel?" Diana asked curiously.
"Like I said, there's an alpaca under there," replied Lionel. "Not exactly sociable, that's for sure..."
"Oh, my..." Diana replied.
"Just another day in the Spellman house." Sabrina remarked.
"Oh, and this is from me and Uncle Quigley." Diana then said, taking out a box for her daughter.
"Oh, thank you, Mom..." Sabrina smiled before opening the box and finding a silver and colorfully jeweled necklace. "Oh, it's so beautiful!"
"It does look nice," replied Lionel. "Too bad Quigley couldn't be here himself, whatnot with his Scottish castle."
"Yes, I'm afraid Uncle Quigley is wrapped up in that castle after Sabrina's 13th birthday." Diana nodded.
"Thank goodness." Cherry mumbled.
The others looked to her then.
"Oh, I mean, too bad!" Cherry then said. "Wait, where's Zelda? I thought she would be here too."
"Her and her date are running a little late." Hilda replied.
"Oh, nice!" Lionel remarked. "Let's hope they show up soon. I'll be sure to let Archie and his friends know, but I'll be sure to leave out some obvious bits."
"Heh, yeah." Sabrina agreed to that.
"Luckily Atticus was able to pull some strings in The Witch's Council so Sabrina's mother doesn't turn into a ball of wax or you guys have to sacrifice your humanity." Mo smiled to Hilda.
"Yeah, I would've volunteered though." Hilda replied.
Everyone looked at her funny.
"I would've!" Hilda insisted. "...Okay, maybe I would've volunteered... Zelda."
"Huh... Good thing that didn't happen." Lionel replied.
"Seems like Atticus has a way to melt Drell like butter when it comes to the Witch's Council rules." Cherry commented.
"Both of you have softened him up a bit," Hilda smiled. "Especially in your many, many, many adventures."
"Yeah... Sounds great... Especially with the wedding..." Cherry said, her voice breaking a bit. "Without Harvey... Who is clearly the right one for you, Sabrina."
"Cherry..." Sabrina sighed.
"He's clearly your true love!" Cherry told her. "You guys were able to kiss on Valentine's Day after you accidentally turned him into a frog and you took that Test of True Love! Even Drell likes him, even if he doesn't wanna admit it! Why don't you give Harvey another chance?"
"It's too late for that, Cherry, end of discussion!" Sabrina told her.
"So you think..." Lionel smirked, holding a copy of the script, before making it disappear.
Cherry just sighed as she couldn't get through to Sabrina and soon went into the living room, sitting right next to Drell as she ate her sandwich.
"Man, Cherry, you look like something the cat ate, spit up, and dragged through the sewers." Drell said.
"Sabrina won't listen to me." Cherry sulked, ignoring his smart remark about her.
"She won't listen to anybody," replied Lionel as he came in with her. "She's trying to convince herself that Aaron is the right one for her... Because deep in her subconscious, she doesn't believe it."
"Hmm... I think I need to talk to her later on," Drell replied. "We're family after all."
"Is it me or are you growing a beard?" Cherry soon asked him, seeing a little stubble on his face.
"Working on it anyway." Drell replied, scratching his chin.
"Also, what kind of name is 'Drell'?" Bob muttered to Shirley before the two laughed like a couple of snobs.
"Okay, I am putting laxatives in their punch..." Lionel grumbled.
"I'm right behind ya." Drell whispered to him.