Aaron's P.O.V.-Thursday Morning, Sabrina's Bedroom, Spellman's Residence

A pillow was thrown, causing feathers to fly everywhere. The Three Musketeers were in Sabrina's room. One on her bookshelf, armed with a book, the other on her computer desk, holding another pillow, and the third was standing up, holding a lamp.

"Ah!" Exclaimed the blonde one. "Musketeers, to battle!" Cried the one on the bookshelf, throwing the book at the one on the computer desk, who ducked and slid off.

The three Musketeers met up in the middle, engaging in a sword fight. Sabrina and I screamed as we ran into her closet. "Salem, you promised the spell wouldn't last very long." Sabrina said. We ducked back into the closet to avoid a pillow.

"The more important thing is why did we agree to use a spell from Salem of all people...or cats?" I asked, as two of the Musketeers dueled past us. "I'll get back at you, kid." Salem muttered.

The three met back up in the middle of the room, with the blonde one being cornered. However, he knocked the ink bottle into one of the other's faces. "Sacre bleu!" He exclaimed.

One of them was about to use Sabrina's laptop. "Hey! That's my book report!" Sabrina said. The Musketeer looked confused, before looking around the room for something to use as a weapon. He was about to use my laptop, which I brought along to do my book report along with Sabrina due to school still being closed(we may have changed Gem back to normal...and erased her memories of any magic being used, but the school still close down due to believing they have a mouse infestation.), only for me to grab it just in time and put it back in the bag I used to carry it.

"Salem!" Sabrina exclaimed, as Salem was sitting in her bed, eating cheese, grapes and apple slices. "You know, the French really know their cheese." Salem said, rubbing his stomach.

"This is no time to be eating!" I shouted in Salem's face. "Salem, when is this spell gonna end?!" Sabrina shouted, which was necessary due to the chaos around us.

"*Burps* Right around...now." Salem said, checking his watch. At the same time, the Three Musketeers were surrounded in blue magic before being zapped away.

"Next time, let's just read the book to do the report. Instead of using Salem's magic to summon them to ask questions that's gonna make them decide which one is more important." I told Sabrina. "Agreed." She replied, as we surveyed the disaster.

"Great. My room's been trashed by the Three Musketeers. Good one, Salem." Sabrina said to the cat on her bed.

"Hey, you two are the ones who said you wanted your book reports to really 'come alive'. Not my fault you didn't take time to think it through and realize the spell might've had a downside." Salem told us.

"And if I don't clean up this room, my downside is gonna be in big trouble. Thanks very much." Sabrina said, cleaning up the mess. "Not to mention you're the one with more experience, Salem. You should've remember we don't plan that far ahead." I added, helping out.

"Thanks yourselves. You know, you two have a history of jumping into things before you have all the facts you need. Like, Sabrina, how about that time you put that dinosaur model together and jumped ahead without reading the directions on the glue packet, and then had a plastic T. Rex stuck to your hand for a week? And then there was that other time when you didn't bother reading the whole recipe and ended up baking an exploding cake?" Salem asked.

"Technically, most people would do the same, even if they're experts." I pointed out. "And what about you? What about that time when you tried ice skating because you thought it would be easy, only for you to keep falling. Or when you tried to do two things at once and only get one done? Or what about when you guys when to that ski resort to learn how to ski and you fai-" Salem began.

"Okay, okay! I get it! Can we move on, please?!" I snapped, facing the floor as my left eye turned red. I don't need Salem, who doesn't know what happened at the ski resort, claiming that I sucked, I already know that.. He has no idea what happened on that day. No idea at all!

Before Sabrina or Salem said anything else, Hilda called out, "Sabrina, Harvey's at the back door!"

"I wish I could stay here to her another embarrassing story about myself and Aaron. But I've got company." Sabrina told Salem as she and I left the room. "Oh, come back. I got a million of them." Salem told us, smug about it.

"Sorry about that, Aaron. You didn't deserve that from Salem." Sabrina told me as we walked down the halls towards the staircase. "It's fine." I said, even though I knew it wasn't.

"It's not fine! Just because he doesn't know the truth of what happened at the ski resort doesn't mean he could use it to make fun of you! That's low, even for him! And all because you pointed out a fact. I mean, what did he think he heard, you poking fun at him trying to take over the world decades ago?!" Sabrina ranted as we went downstairs.

"Thanks, Sabreeny. Anyways, I think I'm gonna let you and Harvey hang out for awhile." I said. "Aaron, are you sure? I clear things up with Harvey last night." Sabrina said. "Sabreeny, I know you did. But Harvey's not gonna be okay with me being the third wheel on your hang outs. I'll come back later, okay?" I asked. "Okay." Sabrina said. "See ya." I said, as I left, musing my thoughts about getting even with Salem.


Sabrina's P.O.V.-Kitchen

Sabrina walked in the kitchen, concerned for Aaron, but knows he's okay. At least, she hoped. She knows he's still recovering from the two days of suffering from documentaries from the NetherWorld. But given how his body language is, he seems to be fine...hopefully.

The back door opened, as Harvey skated in. "Hey, Sabrina. Want to come out and do some boarding?" Harvey asked, carrying a blue tuxedo in a bag.

"Sure, Harvey. But aren't you gonna be a bit too overdressed?" Sabrina asked, noticing the tuxedo, which Harvey hung on the kitchen cabinet.

"Oh, I've gotta be an usher at my cousin Harold's wedding in a little while. But we still got some time to cut some pavement." Harvey told Sabrina.

"Cool! I'll get my stuff." Sabrina said. She was about to do so, before noticing a beeping sound, similar to someone calling from a phone, was coming from the appliances. Mainly the toaster and microwave.

"Um, your toaster is ringing." Harvey said, pointing out the obvious. "Oops, just remembered. Bum leg, can't board. Thanks anyway. Bye." Sabrina told Harvey as she pushed him out of the back door and shut it behind her.

She let out a sigh of relief, before remembering Harvey's tuxedo. She opened the door to give it back to him before closing the door again.

A piece of paper came out from the toaster, allowing Sabrina to grab it. "Hot! Ow, ow, ow!" She cried out, holding the still smoking, perfectly intact piece of paper. "Who set the toaster on extra dark again?" Sabrina asked no one in particular.

"Two emergency messages from the NetherWorld. I wonder what's so urgent." Zelda wondered, opening the microwave and pulling out another steaming, yet perfectly intact, piece of paper.

"It's from Grandma and Grandpa. 'We'll be visiting you later today. We have an announcement that may come as a terrific shock. As you know...'" Sabrina began reading. "'We have been separated for almost a month now, and we have made a very important decision that we want our family to be the first to know about.'" Zelda continued as Sabrina used magic to summon a picture of her paternal grandparents.

It showed them being happy at first, before they turn towards each other, angry. They used magic against each other, turning into a dog and cat, before continuing to fight. At least, that's how Sabrina sees it. "'Yours immortally, Warwick and Maroot.'" Zelda finished reading the papers.

"Oh no! They're getting a divorce, I just know it!" Sabrina lamented. "Sabrina, don't jump to conclusions. It may not be that at all. After all, they haven't seen that marriage counselor." Zelda assured as Hilda nodded.

"But if they get a divorce, what'll happen to all the cool family stuff?" Sabrina asked, remembering the times she spent at her grandparent's place.

"Like summers at Grandma and Grandpa's house by the lake! I learned to swim there," remembering when she was four and wearing a floatie. "And to water ski," remembering when she was five, water skiing as her grandmother drove the boat down the lake." And dive," remembering when she and her grandfather dove underwater, and Sabrina accidently draining the lake by pulling the plug. However, she and her grandfather laugh it off.

"Grandma and Grandpa's house was my favorite place in the whole world. Absolutely magical." Sabrina said, as the flashbacks end.

"I don't want anything to change. I won't let it." Sabrina stated, determined to make sure nothing changes.

Plus, she remembered when her parents divorced, and were unable to raise her due to her being a half-witch, since the Witches' Council forced her parents to make the decisions to divorce and leave her behind. So her grandparents divorcing was rubbing salt on the emotional wound that still never healed.

The three soon heard a sound, causing them to gasp. "Not the toaster." Sabrina said. "Not the microwave. I don't get it. What could it be?" Hilda asked. The sound returned, revealing it was the doorbell as Quigley opened the front door.

The person on the other side was Jane the mailwoman. "Quigley." She said simply. "Hey, Jane." Quigley greeted, as Sabrina walked towards the front door. "Special delivery for you, Sabrina." Jane said, giving Sabrina the package. "For me?" Sabrina asked, surprised as she opened the package.

"Yes! It's the video I ordered. Gargantic The Special Edition!" Sabrina exclaimed happily. "I, myself, felt that the film is overlong with only passable dialogue and performances, but still worth seeing for the crisp editing and outstanding state of the art effects." Jane said, as Sabrina was speechless.

She soon walked in the kitchen, where Hilda and Zelda were sitting at the table. "Look. The answer to all our problems! It's Gargantic! It's about this guy named Mac and this girl named Tulip and how their love survived against all odds." Sabrina gushed.

"Huh?" Hilda asked, not getting the point. "Don't you get it? All we need to do to keep Grandma and Grandpa from getting a divorce is to remind them how much they really loved each other." Sabrina explained.

"What's this about your grandmother and grandfather?" Quigley asked, getting into the conservation.

"They're coming here to make a big announcement. Sabrina's convinced they're getting a divorce." Zelda explained.

"Are you sure you're not jumping to conclusions again, Sabrina?" Quigley asked, turning around to face his great-niece as Salem took a piece of toast.

"I know that's what it is. I can just feel it, Great-Uncle Quigley." Sabrina said, convinced that she was right.

"What if mom and dad are divorcing?! Oh!" Hilda exclaimed, grabbing her hair all dramatically and moaning.

"Oh, get a grip. We don't know for sure that's what they're gonna announce." Zelda tried to diffuse the false conclusions, only to fail.

"That's it. That's the key. We don't give them the chance to make the announcement." Sabrina said, walking behind Quigley and tapping his shoulder, startling him. "You start working on them the minute they walk in the door." Sabrina told Quigley, who raised an eyebrow at her.

"We?" He asked skeptically. "Right. The whole family. Including Salem." Sabrina said, pointing at the cat. "Excluding Salem. I have no intention letting two of my oldest friends see me in humiliating condition." Salem said, before getting startled by the toaster ejecting toast. "Okay, who set the toaster on extra dark again?" He asked.

"Usually, I'm not comfortable meddling in other people's lives. But we are talking about possibly saving a marriage here, so-" Quigley began. "So?" Sabrina interrupted. "So, I'm willing to go along with trying to get them back together on one condition. No magic. I'm still recovering from the last magic-induced disaster. All I asked for was a hot dog with relish, and all I ended up with was a 40-foot franklin being chased around the house by a dancing leprechaun." Quigley ranted as Hilda and Zelda giggled.

"You have to upgrade us to Witch Cook 95." Hilda told Zelda. "How would I suppose to know there'd be glitches?" Zelda asked.

"Well, okay. No magic, then. We'll be matchmakers the good old fashioned mortal way. And it'll still work. I know it will." Sabrina said, fantasizing about her grandparents being in love again.


Sabrina's Fantasy

Fantasy Warwick and Fantasy Maroot were on a swinging chair made out of flowers, near a picnic blanket in the woods, with the sunset in the distance. "Oh, Maroot. Our love can only grow stronger, now that Sabrina has brought us together again." Fantasy Warwick said as he conjured up a rose and handing it to Fantasy Maroot.

"How can we ever thank her?" Fantasy Warwick asked, as Sabrina was near them. "How about doubling my allowance?" Sabrina asked.


Reality

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but your plan isn't gonna work." Salem told Sabrina, leaning against the kitchen wall. He took a bite of toast as Sabrina turned towards him.

"You don't even know my plan! I don't even know it. So how do you know my plan won't work?" Sabrina asked firmly, grabbing Salem by the armpits.

"You get your knuckles out of my ribcage, maybe I'll tell you." Salem said. Sabrina did more than that.. she dropped Salem onto the floor.

"Do you know how much licking it takes to get a coat this smooth?" Salem asked. "So borrow my hair gel and apologize to Aaron about that whole ski thing. Now, cut the complaining and tell me why I can't keep my grandparents from getting a divorce?" Sabrina asked, crossing her arms.

"First of all, I'll never apologize to the kid until he admits that the ski resort fail was his fault. And two..." Salem trailed off, jumping onto the kitchen counter and zapping a pot into a chair, along with him wearing glasses and gaining a white goatee.

"First, let me point out that you don't know for a fact they're planning to get a divorce. The only evidence we have is your opinion. And second, they are two of the most stubborn creatures in the NetherWorld. Once a Spellman decides to do something, nothing will change their minds." Salem told Sabrina, forgetting she's a Spellman.

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm a Spellman, too. And nothing is gonna change my mind about doing what it takes to keep my grandparents together. Or getting you to apologize to Aaron." Sabrina said, spinning the chair to make Salem dizzy, before walking away.

Salem gotten over his dizziness and picked up the cover for Gargantic. "This is gonna be a bigger disaster than the sinking of the Gargantic." Salem said with a smile.


Ten Minutes Later

Quigley was doing the dishes as Sabrina pace the kitchen, talking on the phone. "Harvey, you've gotta help me figure out how to keep my grandparents together." Sabrina said.

"Gee, Sabrina. I have a hard time just keeping my socks together. Come to think of it, when you put two socks in the dryer and only one comes out, where did the other one go?" Harvey asked, getting off topic.

"Harvey, focus. Your cousin, the one getting married, did he mention any standout stuff they did that paved the way to love?" Sabrina asked. "They played a lot of miniature golf." Harvey answered, giving Sabrina an idea.


Sabrina's plan idea/fantasy

Fantasy Warwick and Fantasy Maroot were sitting on a bench near a miniature golf course. Fantasy Warwick used magic to put the golf ball in the hole perfectly. Fantasy Maroot clapped as Fantasy Warwick took a bow, accepting the claps, before indicating for Fantasy Maroot to take her turn.

She gave off a fake yawn as she zapped the second golf ball, dropping it into the hole as well. The two leaned against each other, perfectly contend with each other.


Reality

"Maybe something else?" Sabrina asked, trying to come up with another suggestion that doesn't involve magic being revealed, even though Harvey doesn't know that she, anyone related to her or even Aaron being magical.

(A/N: Wait till she finds out Aaron told Harvey his secrets. Though she have suspicions, it'll still come as a shock!)

"Um, they went to a lot of really hot concerts." Harvey supplied, as Sabrina imagined that possibility, only to see just a lot of noise.

"Please, Harvey. Can you think of anything else?" Sabrina asked. "They did go out to dinner a lot." Harvey said.

"That's it! That's something that might actually work! Thanks, Harvey! You're amazing!" Sabrina said. "Yeah, right." Harvey said.


Five Minutes Later

"I know how we start: with a romantic dinner." Sabrina said to Hilda, Zelda and Quigley: Hilda and Zelda sitting down at the table and Quigley still doing the dishes.

"But I don't know how to cook without magic!" Hilda exclaimed. "Believe me, you don't know how to cook with magic!" Zelda countered, as Hilda gasped.

"Well, one of us can cook." Sabrina said. "And I have to go and say 'no magic', didn't I?" Quigley asked in a deadpan tone.

"Please do it, Great-Uncle Quigley. A big, romantic feast is what we need to get Grandma and Grandpa back together." Sabrina pleaded.

"Well, uh." Quigley said, though his smile was the answer Sabrina needed. "Great! Then here's what you'll need to pick up at the store." Sabrina said after hugging Quigley, before writing down a list of stuff he needs to pick up.

"Horn-tailed spoon fish. It's Grandpa's favorite." Sabrina said. "And duck eggs." Zelda added. "And baby broccoli and caviar and-" Hilda continue to add before the doorbell interrupted her.

"The door. We don't have time for interruptions right now." Sabrina said, before handing the list to Quigley.

"Hurry, Great-Uncle Quigley! We've got a marriage to save!" Sabrina exclaimed as she walked to the front door.


Hilda and Zelda's P.O.V.

"And get Baked Alaska!" Hilda continued. "And Maine lobsters and Georgia peaches." Zelda added.

"Ahem. And catnip, imported." Salem said, as Quigley looked fed up.


Sabrina's P.O.V.-Front Door

The front door opened to show Warwick Spellman on the porch, wearing his usual suit. "Sabrina, how's my favorite granddaughter?" Warwick asked.

"Grandpa Warwick, you're so early!" Sabrina said, running up to Warwick to give him a hug anyways.

"*Chuckles* Nonsense. I am exactly on schedule as always. Now, where are Hilda and Zelda keeping themselves? Your grandmother will be here any minute and we have something very important to tell you all." Warwick said.

"Um, uh, before you get around to making any announcements, um, first, let me show you my room." Sabrina said as the door shut behind them and Sabrina was holding on to Warwick's arm.

"It's so cool you're here. We're all totally excited. Even Salem." Sabrina said, dragging Warwick to the staircase. All the time dragging Aaron around paid off.

"Salem?! Why, I haven't seen that old warlock since I roomed with him in school back at old Saints Skips. Where is he? We all expected great things from him, you know." Warwick said as Hilda, Zelda and Salem poked their heads from the kitchen.

"Um, he's out getting his fu-hair done. Anyway, just wait till you see my room." Sabrina said as Salem ran back into the kitchen.

Sabrina opened her bedroom door only to remember the mess. "Uh oh." She muttered, before turning to Warwick.

"How about I show you Hilda's room instead?" She asked. "Nonsense. I-" Warwick began before exclaiming, startled by the mess.

"My word, Sabrina. As my granddaughter, the granddaughter of an award-winning warlock accountant, I would've expected you to have a more highly developed sense of neatness and order." Warwick said, gently though.

"Uh, it's actually the, uh, latest new style in interior decorating. Um, it's in all the teen magazines." Sabrina said, hurrying to clean up the mess.

"Yes. Well, I think it's time you've been instructed in the proper use of a tidiness spell, young lady." Warwick said, a bit firmly.

Warwick zapped the mess, cleaning it all up. The bedroom looked exactly as it did before the Three Musketeers showed up and made a mess of things.


Salem's P.O.V.-Outside Sabrina's Bedroom

"Still a neat freak." Salem snorted under his breath. However, his fun was short lived as he was carried off by the carpet as it and a end table went downstairs, while Salem let out a scream.


Sabrina's P.O.V.-Sabrina's Bedroom

"Of course, you know I'm here for the more important reason than just helping you clean your room, Sabrina. I must find Hilda and Zelda. I have a important announcement to ma-" Warwick began to say, about to leave the room.

"No!" Sabrina interrupted, grabbing Warwick's arm again. "Let's wait for Grandma. And boy, what a wonderful Grandma she is. The nicest, kindest, most beautiful woman in the NetherWorld." Sabrina said, tossing Warwick onto her bed, surprising even him.

"She really is one in a million. You know, when I first met her, she-" Warwick began. "Hold that thought, Grandpa." Sabrina said, her Aaron radar going off.

(A/N: Don't question it. She just knows when Aaron's nearby.)

She opened the window, to see Aaron in the backyard. She signaled for him to go to the back door, which he gave her a thumbs up. She flash one back before she close the window, left her room and enter the kitchen.

"I got Grandpa to admit Grandma's one in a million." Sabrina said to Hilda and Zelda as she opened the back door, allowing Aaron inside.

"That's step number one. How are we coming up on step number two, the killer romantic dinner?" Sabrina asked. "I get the feeling you're talking about something I missed out completely." Aaron said. Soon, Sabrina gave Aaron the cliffnotes version of what going on.

"Okay, not gonna question anything." Aaron said. "So, you're gonna tell my grandparents about Salem?" Sabrina asked.

"Nah, that's too easy. I want to get payback my way." Aaron said. "Okay, now we're the ones confused." Hilda said, as Aaron gave them the cliffnotes version of what happened earlier in the morning, mainly about what Salem said.

"Aaron, we get Salem is a nasty cat who vents his anger of being turned into a cat onto others. But aren't you sinking down to his level by getting payback? Or even ours?" Zelda asked.

"Of course not. I'm doing it in a way that prove to him I don't jump into things without knowing the facts!" Aaron said before leaving the kitchen, determined to get payback.

"Okay, back on topic." Sabrina said, knowing Aaron and Salem will be fine. They do this type of stuff to each other once every four months, so it's nothing new.

"Quigley's not back yet." Hilda said. "Which gives us some time to think about what's going on here. I mean, what if mom and dad aren't really here to announce their divorce and-" Zelda began.

"I'm too busy doing stuff right now to think, okay?" Sabrina interrupted, not wanting to be told she's wrong, just in case if there was the possibility of a divorce being announced.

The doorbell rang for the third time today. "Gotta go!" Sabrina said quickly, running to the door and leaving Hilda and Zelda in the kitchen, speechless.

She opened it to see no one on the porch. Turning around, she saw Maroot using magic to fly. "Oh, ding-dong. Grandma's here." Maroot greeted as she floated down.

"Grandma!" Sabrina said as she ran into Maroot's open arms and hugging her..

"Oh, Sabrina. Where are Hilda and Zelda? I really, really think it's best we get the announcement made as soon as possible." Maroot said.

"How about a walk first? Through the park, flowers in bloom, birds in song. Just you and Grandpa. He says he thinks you're one in a million." Sabrina said.

"Hmm. Perhaps another time. Right now, we need to make the announcement." Maroot said at the same time Sabrina exclaimed, "No! Not yet!" as the latter ran in front of the former, blocking her.

"I-I mean, not until we talked about your trip." Sabrina said, doing a quick save on her earlier freakout.

"So, how was it?" She asked. "Oh, my darling. Thank you for reminding me. On my way over, I ran into a delightful group of fairies, who, when they heard I was visiting my beloved daughters and granddaughter, insisted on sending along gifts for all of you." Maroot said joyously, as she opened her bag.

"I've brought unicorns for everyone." Maroot said, as three unicorns appeared from blue mist seeping from the bag and into the front room. The unicorns ran off into different directions, with one running into the kitchen, which cause Warwick to run out of.

"Maroot, not only do you have to be late as always, but you have to ruin my efforts of tidying this place up by bringing unicorns. Everyone knows there's no way to housebreak a unicorn." Warwick lectured.

"Oh, for goodness sakes, you old coot! Don't be such a party pooper." Maroot retorted, as she and Warwick were about to get into a fight.

"I'll keep them in my closet, Grandpa, till we can hire a unicorn whisperer. Just please, don't fight." Sabrina suggested, trying to keep a fight from breaking out, only for Maroot to gently move Sabrina to the side.

"And what gift did you bring? A desk organizer and a broom, no doubt." Maroot said. "Always right there with the put downs, aren't you, Maroot?" Warwick asked.

Maroot zapped Warwick's tie, turning it from boring gray to bright green with daisies, shocking him. Warwick then cracked his fingers as he zapped Maroot's hair, causing it to be in a bun, pissing her off.

The two soon enter magical combat against one another as Sabrina ran into the hallway to avoid getting caught in the crossfire. She ran into the kitchen with urgency.

"You better get done with the table!" Sabrina said to Hilda and Zelda desperately. "Uh oh, what's going on?" Zelda asked, concerned.

Hilda and Zelda soon looked out the kitchen to see how bad the situation gotten. Warwick now had the full hippie look and Maroot looked like a business woman.

"You are irresponsible and you consult with fairies!" Warwick said, using bats against Maroot, who covered her face.

"And you're a fuddy-duddy who's fold his dirty clothes before he puts them in the hamper." Maroot countered, waving the bats away and conjuring snakes around Warwick's waist. Only for him to spin around, getting them off and them disappearing.

Warwick then zapped Maroot back to normal, but with a storm cloud above her. As she got rained on, Warwick used magic to get his regular clothes back as well. Warwick grinned until Maroot stormed towards him, fury clearly on her face.

"Maybe a divorce wouldn't be such a bad thing." Salem said. "Bite your tongue!" Zelda told him, worried about Sabrina's emotions more than anything at the moment.

"Hey, I've known several couples over the centuries who divorced and went on to be happily married to other people." Salem defended. "They did?" Sabrina asked, worried about her grandparents getting remarried and deciding they don't want anything to their kids or even Sabrina!

"No! It would be too awful! I know we promised Great-Uncle Quigley no magic, but-" Sabrina began. "Ah, that ever pesky little buts. What could it mean?" Salem asked.

"It means forget the little romantic dinner. We're going for big time magic." Sabrina said.

"If there was ever a time for the Spooky Jar, this is it. We've got to get Grandma and Grandpa back in love before they have a chance to announce their divorce." Sabrina said.

"I'm in. Spooky Jar to the rescue." Hilda said. "Using Spooky Jar magic on mom and dad? I don't know." Zelda said, unsure.

"Sabrina! Hilda! Zelda! Where are you?! Maroot and I are ready to make our announcement!" Warwick called out from behind the kitchen door.

"Oh, stop all that yelling, Warwick! They're probably in the kitchen." Maroot said as Salem ran to the cabinet.

"I will cough up a hairball the size of Cleveland right under your bed if those two stay around long enough to find out my secret." Salem threatened Sabrina as he hid.

"The Spooky Jar's in the den. We'll sneak in the front door and be right back with the spell." Hilda said as she and Zelda left the kitchen.

Sabrina turned around to see Maroot and Warwick walking in the kitchen. "See? I told you. In the kitchen. You never listen." Maroot told Warwick.

"We'd like to make our announcement now, dear. Where are Hilda and Zelda?" Warwick asked.

"They're, um, out, um, doing their hair. They'll be right back, later." Sabrina lied.

"You told me Salem was having his done too. Is everyone in this house obsessed with their hair?!" Warwick asked, more confused than angry.

"Salem? Here? Oh, why I haven't seen that big handsome hunk of a warlock in centuries. Where is he?" Maroot asked.

There was a sneezing sound coming from the cabinets, as everyone looked at it. "Uh, our pots and pans always gets excited around dinner time." Sabrina lied with a shrug.

"You guys go into the den. No, the living room. I'll get Hilda and Zelda." Sabrina said, leading Warwick and Maroot out of the kitchen and shutting the door behind them.

"Got a spell, hot out of the jar." Hilda said as she and Zelda, who was holding the spell, returned. "One that will recreate mom and dad's honeymoon." Zelda said as Sabrina took it.

"Perfect!" Sabrina exclaimed as she ran out of the room, while Hilda and Zelda smiled.

"Waft this dust around the room, and old love is rekindled. Vava vaboom." Sabrina recited as she blew the dust into the room, causing Maroot and Warwick to be in their wedding outfits, followed by the living room changing to where they held their honeymoon.

The band began playing music as Maroot and Warwick began dancing together. However, asteroids started falling down towards them.

"Oh, honey. Reservations during hailing seasons are so much cheaper." Maroot said sarcastically.

"We could've gotten here sooner if you hadn't gone shopping at that harmonic convergence outlet." Warwick countered.

"And what about you?" Maroot asked, as the honeymoon fantasy vanished, while Maroot and Warwick started arguing.

"What's this?! This is supposed to be super romantic and they're fighting worse than before?!" Sabrina asked.

"How are we supposed to know their honeymoon was a disaster?" Hilda asked, as she, Zelda and Sabrina poke their heads into the room.

"Hey, Sabrina!" They heard Harvey's voice greet Sabrina from the open front door.

"Oh my gosh, we left the door open!" Hilda realized as Sabrina exclaimed while grabbing her hair.

"I got a break from the wedding rehearsal. Want to do some boardi-" Harvey began, walking in with his skateboard before Sabrina rushed up and grabbed his shoulders, trying to get him out of the house.

Unfortunately, Harvey spun around, avoiding the door and notice the glowing lights. "Whoa, what's that?" Harvey asked.

"Uh, Great-Uncle Quig's new big-screen DVD high res what-do-you-call-it T.V. Bye, catch you later." Sabrina said, getting Harvey out of the house and shutting the door behind him.

"Hilda, Zelda, there you are." Maroot said as Hilda and Zelda walked in. Maroot and Warwick had stopped fighting...for now.

Sabrina walked in the room as Hilda and Zelda hugged their parents. "Well, now that we're all finally here, I think it's time we made our announcement." Warwick said.

"No! Not yet! Gotta have snacks first, be back in a flash." Sabrina said, dragging Hilda and Zelda with her to the kitchen.

"We need a love potion and we need one now." Sabrina said.

"There is that old standby." Hilda said. "Number nine?" Zelda asked.

"Perfect! Hit it." Sabrina said with a smile.


Later

"Bail-creamed flavor bat wings. Eye of newt. Web of Charlotte. Three of Hearts. There, done! Anyone who drinks this will fall in love with the first person they see." Hilda said, explaining the potion after adding the ingredients to it. She zapped some of the potion into two glasses using a wand.

"Of course, it won't last more than an hour, but maybe that'll be enough for mom and dad to forget about their announcement." Zelda said.

"A backup supply, just in case." Hilda said, filling up a third glass with the rest of the potion.

Quigley walked in the kitchen just at that moment, panting heavily and carrying a lot of groceries.

"Grandma and Grandpa just relived their honeymoon and now they're gonna want a divorce more than ever before. Dinner's off. Had to come up with a more intense plan. Sorry" Sabrina explained to Quigley, who drop the bags on the floor, as Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda left the kitchen.


Quigley's P.O.V.

"Teenagers, heh!" Quigley said frustrated before noticing the glass of love potion, though not knowing it was love potion, and picked it up, drinking it.

He looked out the back window to see Jane delivering the mail, falling in love with her. "Hubba, hubba." Quigley said as he ran outside.


Sabrina's P.O.V.-Living Room

"Sabrina, look out!" Zelda tried to warn Sabrina, who just walked in the living room as a unicorn ran by, only to bump into Sabrina, causing her to spill the love potion on the floor.

"I warned you about those unicorns." Warwick said, as Sabrina looked down to see her plan was dumped on the floor, no way to salvage.

"Wait, the backup glass!" She remembered, as she ran to the kitchen, only to find the backup glass empty as well.

She looked out the window to see Jane running away from Quigley, who was clearly under the effect of the love potion.

"Great-Uncle Quigley, no!" Sabrina called out, but Quigley didn't heard. Another effect of the love potion.

"Sabrina, honey, is everything all right?" Maroot asked, concerned about how her granddaughter been acting today.

"No, it's all wrong. Great-Uncle Quigley's gone postal, you two are getting a divorce and no matter how much I want to, there's nothing I could to fix it!" Sabrina ranted sadly, finally explaining her actions.

"What are you talking about, Sabrina? We're not getting a divorce." Maroot said as she and Warwick knelt down and put their hands on Sabrina's shoulders.

"But your important announcement." Sabrina said. "It's that Maroot and I decided to renew our wedding vows. In fact, the minister should be here any minute!" Warwick said excitedly.

"Really?!" Sabrina asked, excited that her grandparents were, in fact, not divorcing, but renewing their wedding vows.

"Oh, yes. And you girls are going to be my attendants." Maroot said.

"When I heard Salem was around, I thought, perhaps, he could be my best it looks like I'll have to ask my cousin, Lenny the Zombie, to do the honors instead." Warwick said.

"Wait a minute. I went through all this craziness for nothing? I can't believe it! Argh!" Sabrina said, kicking the cabinet, causing Salem to roll out of it.

"Oh, go ahead and believe it, doll baby. You did what you always do! You jumped in without checking the facts!" Salem scolded.

"Oh yeah, the 'don't look before you leap' thing. Guess that is pretty key, huh?" Sabrina asked.

"And the next time you wanna bang open a cabinet, you might wanna check on who might be trying to hide in it first." Salem said, still upset.

"Salem! What in blazes happened to you, old man?" Warwick asked his old friend. "Before I answer, why don't you explain how you could even consider replacing me with a loser like Lenny the Zombie?" Salem countered.

Warwick and Maroot just smiled at Salem, being used to his antics. Salem used magic, replacing his bathrobe with a blue tuxedo, similar to Harvey's but his size.

"Now make way for the best man." Salem said as everyone smiled at him.


Three hours later

Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina were sweeping up the mess from the party following the renewals of Warwick and Maroot's wedding vows. Warwick and Maroot left half an hour ago and Salem is somewhere. Funny thing, Sabrina hasn't seen Aaron since he said he was gonna get back at Salem his way.

"It really was a great wedding." Zelda said. "And didn't mom and dad look cute leaving for their second honeymoon on that broomstick built for two?" Hilda asked, just as a doorbell rang for the fourth time in a row.

Sabrina opened it to show Harvey on the porch, this time in his regular clothes. "Hey, Sabrina. The wedding rehearsal is finished. Still wanna do some boarding?" Harvey asked, ignoring the mess behind Sabrina.

Hilda and Zelda gave Sabrina their consent by nodding. "Sure." Sabrina said, leaving the house and following Harvey. As they left, a unicorn neigh loudly from the house.

"Need to check that out?" Harvey asked. Nah. I'm sure it'll be fine." Sabrina said without thinking.

"Good one, Spellman. You just did it again. You jumped into another conclusion." Sabrina muttered to herself, before making a decision.

"Catch you later, Harvey. I've got to make sure everything cool with the unicorns!" Sabrina corrected as she ran back to her house.

"The what?" Harvey asked. "I promise I'll explain later. Aunt Zelda, Aunt Hilda, Salem, help!" Sabrina said, trying to rein in the unicorns.


Meanwhile-Aaron's P.O.V.

Okay, I got everything I need to get payback on Salem. All courtesy of the ACME Corporation. Sure, the things I've gotten are cheap, but I'm sure that's just a discount or something.

As Salem walked out in the backyard, I smirked. Time for him to realize what happens when he's the one jumping to the conclusions without all the facts.

I had planted dynamite underground, exactly under the spot where Salem was standing. As soon as I push the trigger down, BOOM!

Don't worry, he won't die. I just to have at least one embarrassing story about him. That'll even the odds.

As I pushed the trigger down, nothing happened. I continuing push the trigger down, hoping for something to happen.

I walked down to examine what's the issue, only to see the fuse had a kink. I unkinked it, just as I heard the trigger pushed down. I looked up to see Salem smirking at me.

I held up a sign that read, 'Drats' just as the dynamite exploded, covering me in soot. I held up another sign that read, 'Ow' before turning into a dust pile. Somehow, I survived that one.

Shortly afterwards, I pulled out the hang glider, a rocket tied to it and a magnet. Since I know Salem never goes anywhere without a piece of metal in his pocket, I'm gonna lift him up with a magnet and give him a frightful ride of his life.

I jumped off the ledge, flying by quickly while having the magnet strapped to my chest. I flew down a bit, close to get Salem stuck to the magnet.

However, instead of being terrified, he looked up at me, smirked and pulled out...the magnet? I looked down at my chest to see something metallic on my chest.

I felt the grip the magnet had on the metal as it pulled me down to the ground. I only had time to hold up a sign that read, 'Double drats' before falling into a tree.

The rocket planted firmly in the ground, the hang glider tangled up in the trees, and I was hanging upside down by my shoes. Only for my shoes to popped off and I ended up flat on my face.

Finally, I decided for the classic painting the wall with a tunnel cliche. I mean, this is real life. No way Salem will be able to go through.

After I painted a random wall, I hid behind some bushes. After a short while, Salem walked by, inspecting the wall.

My hopes were wiped clean, though, when he actually walked through the tunnel. Fed up, I ran to the tunnel, expecting to go through.

Instead, I bounced off the wall. This was the camel that broke the boat for me! I raged, screaming loudly and angrily until my throat was hoarse, punching the wall, which only results in bloody fists and potential broken fingers, and grabbing a random stick, beating the everlasting crud out of a dumpster.


Salem's P.O.V.

Salem was laughing at Aaron rage out, more so that Aaron was more harming himself than anything he was hitting.

"Oh boy, I think this is worse than your epic ski fail." Salem said to no one in particular as he wiped a tear from his face, which came from laughing too hard.

Suddenly he felt a foot on his back, roughly kicking him forward into a random puddle. He turned around, ready to pounce on someone, only to find Mary, her full fury shown on her face.

"What was that you said about Aaron and failing to ski?!" Mary said, her voice trembling with anger. Salem, however, ignore the early warning signs.

"Exactly what I said. He's just mad because I mention how he has a habit to do things without getting all the facts. And given how none of you guys return to the ski resort, it's safe to say that he tried skiing and failed. I don't know why he's so pissy abou-"

That was all Salem managed to get out before Mary, letting out a scream of anger, lift Salem by the front of his bathrobe and slammed him against a tree, pinning him. She leaned in closely, so their faces were only inches apart: Salem's expression was terrified; Mary's was one of anger.

"Listen here, cat! That is not what happened at all! What happened was Aaron nearly died there, all because of an avalanche! An avalanche that wouldn't had happened if that brat named Gem hadn't whined like a banshee about Aaron not spending time with her! An avalanche that emotionally scarred him so badly, he has a fear of dark, enclosed spaces!

"So, don't you dare tell Aaron he's the one failing or jumping to conclusions without getting all the facts when you're doing the same! Or else, I will honor my threat about forcing Enchantra to have you live with me and Jake again, Hilda be damned! Got it?!" Mary threatened, tired of her son suffering from anyone misjudging him.

"C-C-Crystal." Salem stuttered. "Then go." Mary said coldly, dropping Salem as he ran away.


Mary's P.O.V.

Mary walked towards Aaron, who was still having his rage out moment. She know the best way to handle it, despite still being pissed at Salem for causing this.

"Aaron, calm down. Please. Salem left." Mary said simply. Aaron stopped his rageout, looked up, and saw Mary. His eyes started brimming with tears as Mary opened her arms.

Aaron dropped the stick and ran into her arms, breaking down. "Let it all out. Just let it all out." Mary soothed, patting Aaron on the head as he sobbed.

To put it simply, it has been a rough couple of months. And it'll get more rougher in the coming weeks.