Ambrose sat on the Kitchen counter while Hilda walked around the Kitchen preparing a lunch.

"Aunty. How did you know that you liked Dr. Cerberus?"

Hilda gave Ambrose a quick glance then made a curious face while she moved a steaming pot off the stove burner.

"Where is this coming from Ambrose?" Hilda asked.

"I dunno Aunty, I was just wondering," Ambrose replied half convincingly.

"Well," Hilda said giving another curious look, "I kind of knew when I first saw him."

Hilda continued, smiling, "Then after a few chats it was confirmed for me. The chemistry was there."

Ambrose gave a slow nod as he listened.

"Do you have eyes for someone nephew? Is this that where this is coming from?" Hilda asked turning to Ambrose.

Ambrose looked surprise, "Mmm, no Aunty…I don't know…maybe."

"So what's the problem dear?"

"What if it's not right for me to pursue anything?"

"Not right? Why would it be not right?"

Ambrose mulled over a reply then asked, "What if it might hurt another person?"

Hilda pondered the question then replied, "Well dear I guess it would depend how accountable that person is for their own feelings. We don't really own anyone. Witches know that. So if this person felt hurt out of possession, well, that is their own lot they have to deal with."

Ambrose sat, lightly nodding, as he processed what Hilda had to say. It made sense to him. Yet he still couldn't get the image of Sabrina out of his mind anytime it wandered to Harvey.

"Thank you Aunty," Ambrose said hopping off the counter.

Ambrose planted a kiss on Hilda's cheek and flew out of the front door.

Ambrose was knocking on Harvey's door and in that moment realized that he just shown up unannounced and unplanned. Ambrose felt foolish and as he was about to dash away Harvey opened the door.

Harvey smiled, "Ambrose?"

"Uhhhhh, Yes Harvey."

Harvey waited expectantly.

"I uh, mm, was wondering about the statue," Ambrose rambled out.

"Yea?"

"Did you uh, want to go to the Greendale museum? Maybe find inspiration from a few of the statues?"

Harvey gave a pondering look then nodded, "Sure, cool idea."

Ambrose looked please with himself while Harvey stepped out and closed his door.

"You ready?" Harvey asked.

"Yeah, let's go."

The small Museum was a general Museum. It was a hodgepodge of Greendale artifacts, random art and statues of global figures or famous locals. Rarely used Ambrose and Harvey walked around alone.

"This one is pretty radical," Harvey said stepping in front of a colorful abstract painting.

"Yes gorgeous. I believe the wife of the first mayor of Greendale painted it," Ambrose added.

They walked into to a room holding a few busks and statutes. Harvey walked up to the largest one in the center.

"This one looks like they used all stone. Marble I think…," Harvey said looking it over.

"What if we used stone for the horns of the Krampus?" Ambrose asked.

"Wouldn't that be too heavy?" Harvey replied looking to Ambrose.

Ambrose considered it and said, "Not if we used a light stone like Pumice."

Harvey looked at Ambrose an impressed look. Ambrose felt Harvey's gaze linger on him. Their eyes caught for a moment and a spark coursed through Ambrose causing him quickly to gather himself.

"I um, do you want to head out?" Ambrose spat out.

"Uhh, sure," Harvey said with a curious look.

Ambrose dropped Harvey off and headed home. He went to Sabrina's room and found it empty so decided to take a shower.

In the shower the events at the museum ran through his head over and over.

Was Harvey feeling what he was feeling or was it all in Ambrose's head?

Ambrose got out the shower and dressed in his favorite pajamas and robe. He headed out his room for the Kitchen when he bumped into Sabrina.

"Cousin!" Ambrose exclaimed.

"Ambrose?" Sabrina said looking confused.

"I was looking for you earlier," Ambrose said as he tried to gather himself.

"Yea I was at the school library, are you okay?"

Ambrose nodded and walked with Sabrina to her room when a knot formed in his stomach.

"Cousin…" Ambrose said nervously.

Sabrina looked concerned, "Yes Ambrose?"

Ambrose sat his cousin down on her bed.

"I have something to tell you."

"Okay….,"

Ambrose took a huge breath, "I think I may have feelings for Harvey…."

Sabrina sat there. As if frozen.

"I mean romantic feelings….,"

Sabrina didn't move. Didn't blink.

"Cousin?" Ambrose asked, his voice filled with concern, "You know what, never mind I-,"

"No…Ambrose," Sabrina interjected.

Ambrose's eyes locked on Sabrina.

Sabrina, "When….did you…-,"

"Recently, it was recent, "Ambrose explained rapidly, "When we started building the statue."

Ambrose desperately tried to read his cousin's face which revealed little emotion except deep thinking.

Sweat began to build on his forehead. He wringed his hands nervously.

"Ambrose, it's fine, it's fine. What me and Harvey had is gone," Sabrina said getting up to move to her cousin.

She placed a hand on his and looked to him.

"Are you sure cousin? I must be breaking some type of rule?"

Sabrina smiled, "Ambrose, me and Harvey are over…and I'm in love with Nick."

Ambrose let out a breath, "That's splendid cousin."

Sabrina went back to her bed and sat down.

"How did….Harvey react?" Sabrina asked.

"I haven't told him. I don't even know if he feels the same way but I had to tell you first."

Sabrina thought for a moment.

"On a hike," Sabrina said.

"What?" Ambrose replied.

"Harvey loves hiking. If you tell him, do it while you're on a hike."

Warmth washed over Ambrose. He looked to Sabrina with deep appreciation.

"Thank you cousin."