Sabrina's P.O.V.-Wednesday-Sabrina's Bedroom
Sabrina was asleep, only for her alarm clock to ring. Sabrina, not wanting to wake up from her surprising pleasant dream she's having for the first time in weeks, cover her ears with her pillow.
Her alarm clock, offended by the gesture, turned itself into a rooster and played the bugle horn, waking Sabrina up. Frustrated, Sabrina threw the pillow at the alarm clock/rooster, who turned out to be Salem.
Sabrina pulled her blanket up to her chin, going back to sleep.
Salem, determined to wake up Sabrina, pulled out a guitar plugged in to a amplifier while wearing a blue afro and played it, causing Sabrina to jump out of bed.
Salem jumped on Sabrina's nightstand, filling up a glass.
"Did we have a good sleepy-weepy?" Salem asked Sabrina in a baby voice, handing her a glass of orange juice.
"It was fine till the akey-wakey by the witty kitty." Sabrina said in the same tone through clenched teeth as she drank the juice.
"Sorry kid, but I know you don't want to miss school today, Today's the day you put the 'sis' in the 'sis boom bah'!" Salem said, snapping his fingers as Sabrina spit the orange juice in his face.
"Yipe! Today's the JV cheerleading tryouts!" Sabrina exclaimed as she jumped off the bed.
"What to wear, what to wear? This? Not, this. Uh, uh, no." Sabrina said, throwing random clothes on the bed.
"*Sighs* Coat rack, cat rack. What's the difference?" Salem asked.
"But I also promised Aaron that I'll do something do something with him before I head off to school. Hmm." Sabrina said, knowing how to get around this.
Five minutes later-Aaron's P.O.V-Sabrina's Attic
Sabrina and I were sitting on some trunks, looking at Sabrina's family tree. The ones on the wall, not in a book.
And Sabrina said that she only have about ten minutes before she needs to eat breakfast and head to school. Hey, at least we're hanging out, without anything weird happening. First time in months.
Tim the Witch-Smeller making his appearance here caused a chain of events that messes up with Sabrina and me hanging out together, so it's great to do this with no strange things happening.
"Hey, I never knew one of your family members married to Cthulhu." I said in wonder, as I pointed out a specific part of Sabrina's family tree.
"Huh?" Sabrina asked as she looked at it.
"Wow, she looks..." Sabrina trailed off.
"Just like you, but older. Yeah, weird." I said, noticing the similarities.
"In fact, did you know that Cthulhu can drive humanity mad?" I asked, causing Sabrina to look at me.
"How?" Sabrina asked.
"Humanity can't comprehend Cthulhu's visage, so when they see him, they'll be driven mad. At least, in most cases." I said..
"Huh." Sabrina said, going into deep thoughts about something as we sat in silence.
"You know, I actually miss the nice Gem. I know she's there somewhere, but this is Gem we're talking about." Sabrina said.
"I know how that feels, missing the nice Salem. But you know what the advices my parents gave me?" I said.
"What?" Sabrina asked, looking up.
"Well, my mom said that if the Fates wanted Salem and Gem to be born nice, they would've. Not the best advice, and she got it from Hercules: The Legendary Journeys. But my dad said they're not truly gone, they're in our hearts. And, even if this sounds corny, inside us." I said.
"Really?" Sabrina asked.
"Yeah. We're their niceness. And you remember that Salem, when he was under the cake's spell, wrote me a letter. That letter says that good things might not happen to good people because they're that good thing." I said.
"That's a great 'cheer me up' message." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, and it's true. And I think it's time we try to ignore all the bad stuff and enjoy the good things." I said.
"Glad you're back to being your usual self." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, I know I've been a bit...emotional lately. But now, I'll face everything, my way." I said, right before hearing the floorboards snap under me.
I screamed like a girl as I fell through the hole, landing next to the stairs.
"Aaron! Are you okay?!" Sabrina poked her head out of the hole in concern.
"FINLAND!" I shouted, dazed from the fall.
"Yeah, you're okay...sorta. Need to fix this hole." Sabrina muttered as she went down to see if I'm truly fine.
This, folks, is the definition of true friendship. Now, if only Harvey was able to get the obvious clue.
Wait, where did that bow- *Cue screaming, being hit by a bowling ball, and turning into bowling pins*
Kitchen-Everyone's P.O.V.
"Oh, good eggs! You girls went shopping!" Quigley praised Hilda and Zelda, rummaging around the fridge.
"Hilda did. She needed special eggs for a spell." Zelda explained.
Hilda covered her sister's mouth with her hand.
"Uh,, uh, a spelling bee. I'm in charge of refreshments, everyone wanted eggs." Hilda lied, as she took her hand off Zelda's mouth.
"Well, I'm darn proud of you girls. You've been making a real effort of not taking the easy way out by using witchcraft. You're showing real maturity." Quigley said as he cracked an egg, not noticing a frog came out and hopped away.
"Oh no." Hilda muttered as she zapped the pan, causing yolk to appear in it.
"And setting a fine example for Sabrina and Aaron. Those two needs to be normal sometimes." Quigley said.
"Like that Halloween party? Oh wait, you punished Sabrina harshly for that." Mary said as she and Jake walked in, leaning against the walls and waiting for Aaron.
"She has a point, Quigley. Regardless of witchcraft or normalcy, you punish Sabrina." Jake added.
"Ah, look at what the cat dragged in." Zelda said.
"Himself?" Hilda laughed at her own joke.
"Ah, the witty little barbs." Salem said as he approached the table.
"You're right. You dragged nothing because you don't have anything to brag about." Mary said, still pissed at Salem for making Aaron have his rage freakout six days prior.
"Salem, where's Sabrina and Aaron? Sabrina's gonna be late for school again." Zelda said, checking her watch.
Sabrina and Aaron entered the kitchen at that moment, Sabrina shuffling a bit.
"Morning Aunt Hilda and Zelda, Great-Uncle Quigley. Got no time for breakfast, I'll grab something on the way, bye. LP's." Sabrina said quickly as she edged towards the door, only for Hilda to teleport in front of Sabrina.
"Well, well, well. And what's our favorite little witchling hiding behind her back?" Hilda asked as she used magic to pulled the thing Sabrina had, which was a hat with a four leaf clover.
"I-It's a fashion statement." Sabrina said.
"Right now, it's saying 'Save me! This thing just landed on my head!'" Salem laughed before getting bread thrown at him by Mary.
"Well, that goes the hat idea we came up with for you." Aaron whispered to Sabrina.
"Sabrina, you're not seriously gonna wear that to school, are you? You'll give the entire family a bad name." Zelda said.
"And that's not easy when eight generation have burned a-" Hilda began.
"Hilda, Aaron and Sabrina are children! We're trying to let them be happy, and having that on their minds won't help!" Jake scolded, covering Aaron's ears with marshmallows.
""Well, then, what am I supposed to wear? I've got to find some way to get the JV cheerleaders to notice me." Sabrina said, putting the hat on the table.
"Today and tomorrow's induction day, when the junior varsity cheerleaders take a lowly few from our class to audition for next year's JV squad. God, this could make or break my junior high career." Sabrina explained.
"Ah. And I thought it was a funny-looking hat." Salem said.
"Don't you have somewhere to be a jerk at?" Aaron asked Salem, pulling the marshmallows out of his ears.
"Not till four." Salem smirked, glancing at the clock.
"God darn those loopholes!" Aaron exclaimed.
"It's more than a hat. It's a statement of individuality. It says, 'Hey, you cheerleaders, look at me! I am Sabrina Spellman, my own person!' It sets me apart. It's tomorrow as of today, and for once, I'll have the jump on that snobby Gemini Stone." Sabrina gloated as she imagined the outcomes.
Sabrina's Fantasy
It shows a cabin in the middle of a snowstorm. Fantasy Gem was writing a letter as she read to herself.
'Dear Sabrina, as you know this happens to be the last straw to me. You are way too cool. I can't compete with you, so I have given up. You deserve to be a cheerleader, not me. I've move to Alaska, where I'm working on the pipeline'
Just as Fantasy Gem said that, a polar bear barge in the cabin, roaring at her.
'Well, gotta go. I'm afraid I'm about to be eaten by a polar bear. All the best...'
Fantasy Gem screamed as she ran away from the polar bear.
Reality
"Yeah, yeah. Very touching." Salem said, not meaning it.
"The point is, why do you need a gimmick? Why can't you be yourself?" Quigley asked.
"Because you tell her to not use magic, which is half of her? Plus, this is middle school Quigley. You don't know how judgemental kids these days are." Aaron pointed out.
"Exactly. Junior high is not about being yourself, it's about peer pressure," Sabrina began, which Jake and Mary had a silent discussion with each other, "and trendy advertising and all the things that makes America great. It's not what I think about myself that matters, it's what everyone else thinks of me." Sabrina explained.
"Ah. But consider me enlightened." Quigley humored.
"Remember, you told Sabrina to not be herself on occasions. Namely a couple lately." Jake reminded Quigley, who looked away briefly in embarrassment.
"And if I don't even get the chance to try out for the cheerleaders, I'll spend another year as honorary mayor of WeinerVille. How about a little help here?" Sabrina said.
"Hey, WeinerVille isn't all that bad. Sure, we have Weenie Hut Jr. And Weenie Hut General Hospital. Actually, those are bad." Aaron said.
"Gee, thanks Aaron." Sabrina said sarcastically.
"You're welcome." Aaron said, not hearing the sarcasm.
"How about the Spooky Jar? A little magic?" Sabrina asked.
"Sorry, Sabrina. But until your mother gets back from whatever lost city she's digging up, I'm in charge. And I promised her no magic from your dad's side of the family." Quigley said.
"So that's why you keep telling Sabrina to not use magic. Stupid promise." Jake said.
"Besides, you don't need witchcraft to know that cool doesn't come from a hat. Trust me." Zelda added.
Sabrina sighed as she looked at the hat. She glanced at Aaron, who shrugged his shoulders, not sure how to help in this situation.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Greendale Middle School-1 hour later
The cheerleaders were complimenting Gem's hat, which was the same as the one Sabrina tried to wear, but blue.
"You are so cool, even for a seventh grader." One cheerleader said.
"Wow, Gem sure has some cool hat, doesn't she, Sabrina? It's like a statement of individuality. It sets her apart. It says, 'Hey, you cheerleaders! I'm Gem Sto'-" Chloe began to repeat the exact same thing Sabrina told her family earlier, except this time about Gem, only for Sabrina to cover her mouth.
"I see the hat, Chloe. Thanks. Just look at her, kissing up to those privileged pom-pom pumping powder puffs like she's already a member. It's so... ick." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, you're right. She's being, like, a total and complete phony." Chloe said.
"Because she's so good at it." Sabrina and Chloe said together, putting their hands together like they were about to pray.
Kinda miss having Aaron here, Sabrina mused in her thoughts, he'll be saying 'Praise Calliope!' by this point.
Sabrina opened her locker with a sigh, not only about Aaron not being at the school, due to still being suspended, but also about her situation.
"Face it, Chloe. The JVs don't even know I'm alive. What chance have I got?" Sabrina asked, as Gem got done talking to the JV cheerleaders.
"Don't forget: my daddy's yacht, next week." Gem said to the cheerleaders as she left.
"Oh, hello, Smellman. So glad to see you've made bail again this year." Gem mocked Sabrina as she passed by, pissing off Sabrina. Definitely missing the nice, friendly Gem.
"Oh my gosh! Sabrina, they're coming this way!" Chloe said, noticing that the JV cheerleaders were walking in their directions.
"This is, like, the most socially significant moment of your entire life! Whatever you do, look cool," Chloe advised.
"But-" Sabrina protested.
"Look cool," Chloe persisted.
"Uh, uh." Sabrina stammered, before deciding to lean against her locker. Forgetting it was open, she nearly fell in, but stop herself. Unfortunately, a bunch of stuff fell out and she have a sock on her face.
"Sabrina?" Calista asked, as she and the other JV cheerleaders walked up to Sabrina and Chloe.
"Oh my gosh! Calista, the ultra, brilliant socially prominent girl in eighth grade, is actually talking to you! Oh, this is so cool! I can't stand it!" Chloe gushed, before realizing her volume.
"Uh, did I just said all that out loud?" Chloe asked sheepishly.
"And in superfluous English. Sabrina, a heads up to you. We're considering granting you the, well, some might call it, privilege, of auditioning for next year's squad." Calista said as the other cheerleaders agreed and Chloe fainted.
"We have just one opening for a new member. Most of the squad have to repeat the year." Calista explained.
"Being a social icon can put such a damper in study time." A red-haired cheerleader added.
"It's all down to a choice between you...and Gem Stone." Calista said.
"Oh." said Sabrina, sadly, knowing her chances were slim.
"And I mean, let's be honest, Gem is the heavy favorite." The red head said.
"Especially since she gave us all cell phones and matching leather jackets. I'm sure you understand." A blonde cheerleader added.
"How could I not?" Sabrina asked, knowing that compare to Gem, she got nothing. Well, besides magic, but she can't tell people that she's magic, it's a secret.
"However, as part of our SCIPSO, our Snowball's Chance In Palm Springs Outreach program, you still have one eensy, weensy, remote, pathetically small chance of being chosen. No matter how unlikely." Calista stated.
"You hear that? You're as good as in!" Chloe said, oblivious to the parts about Sabrina's chances being slim.
"It's all about class, Sabrina. We'll be making our final decision tomorrow. Until then, we'll be watching both you and Gem carefully, to decide which of you have the," Calista said, before she and the rest of the JV cheerleaders broke into a cheer.
"R-I-G-H-T S-T-U-F-F, right stuff, right stuff! Right stuff!" They cheered and whooped as they did some moves, before ending with a pyramid.
"Wild!" Chloe praised.
"Hey, circus folks. Cool." Harvey said, talking about the cheerleaders as he approached Sabrina and Chloe.
"So, Sabrina. Wanna help me put mashed potatoes in Pi's gym shoes? Aaron usually stops me from doing it." Harvey said.
Sabrina kicked him in the shin, causing Harvey to let out a exclaim in pain.
"Hey, that hurt." Harvey complained, rubbing the spot.
Sabrina nervously chuckled at that.
"Harvey can be so...droll. As if I would do such a uncool thing. Heh, put mashed potatoes in someone's gym shoes, right?" Sabrina said nervously as Calista stood there, unimpressed.
"Okay, how about creamed corn like last time? Stick with what you know is what I always say." Harvey said, oblivious to Sabrina's situation.
Sabrina kicked him in the shins again.
"Ow! Hey, when did I became Harvey, the human soccer ball?" Harvey asked as he backed away.
"Well, Sabrina, don't let us get in the way of you and, uh, Hayley. Though, I thought you and Aaron would make a cute couple. He has issues, and you keep him on a tight leash. Oh well, until next time, remember, we'll be watching." Calista said as she and the other JV cheerleaders left, while Sabrina clenched her fist at that comment about Aaron.
"Huh, strange that Calista thinks you and Aaron should be a thing." Harvey said, about to think about the words.
"Harvey, don't you dare start, too! You know full well Aaron and I never felt that way, so can it with those thoughts!" Sabrina snapped at Harvey, pissed at both the comment and Harvey making Sabrina a fool in front of Calista.
"Very smooth, and I don't think they noticed the sock on your head." Chloe said as Sabrina face-palmed.
"Chloe, I already have the wound from Harvey making me a fool. Don't add salt to the wounds." Sabrina groaned.
"Well, since Aaron isn't here for another five days, someone's gotta fill his role." Chloe said, causing Sabrina to groan some more.
Greendale Middle School Library-Ten minutes later
Sabrina was slamming her head on the desk and hitting it pathetically with her fists.
"They. Gotta. Pick. Me. Or my life is over." Sabrina said, before going back to slamming her head on the desk. A random person decided to use Sabrina to break their walnut, hurting her head in the process.
"Thanks. Walnuts." A student next to Sabrina asked, holding some out. She was the random person.
(A/N: And I know some are you are going to say 'Duh!' Excuse me if I never seen this episode...or much of the show and only doing so now while writing this up. Geez!)
"No, thank you." Sabrina said.
"Suit yourself." The student shrugged before blowing her nose, startling Sabrina from the noise that she fell out of the chair.
"Sorry, sinuses." The student apologized.
"That's okay. It made me forget how much the walnut hurt." Sabrina said, getting back in the chair.
"Hey, aren't you Sabrina Spellman?" The student asked.
"Yeah?" Sabrina said, confused.
"It's me, Norma Alphalinear from the first grade." Norma said.
"Norma? Holy cannoli, it is you." Sabrina said in shock and realization.
"What are you doing here?" Sabrina then asked.
"Just transferred. Gee, Sabrina, I haven't seen you in 6.3 years. Though, I notice Aaron isn't with you." Norma said.
"He got suspended for something that wasn't his fault." Sabrina said.
"Shame. He's actually a nice kid. I wonder how he got suspended." Norma said.
"Harvey when he was acting like a jerk claim to be a victim. All because he was upset Aaron called him out for wanting attention." Sabrina said.
"Actually, that isn't shocking. Even back then, Harvey is one to want attention and throws a tantrum when he doesn't get it." Norma said as she and Sabrina laughed at that.
"Hey, remember when you use to eat paste?" Sabrina asked.
"Sure, want some?" Norma asked, holding out a bottle of glue.
"Ugh. No thanks. I'm trying to quit." Sabrina declined politely.
"Well, I see you're just as colorful as ever." Sabrina remarked.
"Thanks. I like to think so. How about raisins?" Norma asked, holding up a box of raisins.
Sabrina pour a handful and ate them.
"Why, hello, Spellman. Who's your new little friend?" Gem asked, wearing the JV cheerleading outfit as the JV cheerleading squad was next to her. Calista raised an eyebrow.
Sabrina answered, but due to raisins in her mouth, it was muffled.
"Norma Alphalinear, glad to meet you." Norma said, shaking Gem's hands and getting glue on the latter's hands.
"I'm not new, Sabrina and I go way back." Norma clarified as Gem was wiping her hand clean.
Norma turned back towards Sabrina. "Hey, Sabrina. Remember when Ms. Bezoar wouldn't excuse you to go to the potty until it was to-" Norma began, only for Sabrina to cover her mouth with her hand.
"Pleasure all mine. I'm sure we'd love to hear the rest of the story. Perhaps next time." Calista said as she, Gem and the other JV cheerleaders left.
Sabrina waved to them while smiling, only to realize that being a mistake.
"Ugh, so horrible. Her teeth, horrible. They have no glittering sparkle. I-I don't feel well." The red head said, being a drama queen.
"Oh no, don't look." Gem said, as she and Calista put their arms around the red head.
"It's terrible. So not sparkly." The red head continue.
"Ah, Sabrina I see you've met our new arrival. Oh, how fortunate." Mrs. Bleachstain said as Sabrina gulped.
"Oh yeah. We're old friends." Sabrina said blandly.
"Marvelous! You know, I was going to ask Gem Stone to be Norma's student guide, but since you two are already acquainted, who better to show her the ropes." Mrs. Bleachstain said.
"Hey, great! You mean..." Norma began. "Exactly! For the next two days, I want you and Sabrina to spend every waking minute together." Mrs. Bleachstain said as Gem snickered at that.
"Normally, this would be something Aaron would do, but since he's suspended...maybe you should consider taking his spot." Mrs. Bleachstain added to her previous sentence, clearly pushing Aaron's dedication to the side.
Montage
In the science room, Sabrina pour chemicals from a big beaker into a small one, carefully. Norma was staring at her own.
Confused, Sabrina took it to see what the issue was, only for it to explode in her face, coating her face and hair in electric blue stuff.
To make matter worse, Calista tapped Sabrina shoulders and raised an eyebrow, clearly unamused. Sabrina coughed before smiling nervously.
In the art room, Sabrina was making a clay vase by spinning it and smoothing it out. Norma tried, only to be spun around too.
"Oh no!" Sabrina exclaimed as she tried to grab Norma, only to be caught up spinning too. The two fell to the ground, covered in clay. Sabrina smiled sheepishly at Calista and two JV cheerleaders' disapproving looks.
Lunch, Sabrina was eating a normal sandwich until seeing Norma putting a whole octopus in between two bread and putting mustard on, giving Sabrina mild disgust.
Norma bit into the sandwich, only for the octopus to fly out, just as Calista and two cheerleaders were walking up to the table.
"Hey, Sabrina, we were wondering." Calista said, before seeing the octopus on Sabrina's face.
"Yeah?" asked Sabrina.
"Ahh! Her face, horrible! So horrible!" said the drama queen redhead, as Calista and the blonde carry her out of the lunch room.
End of montage
In the locker room, as Sabrina was tying up her shoelace, Norma walked in, wearing a jacket over her clothes.
"Hey, Sabrina, wanna see my ant farm?" asked Norma.
"You carry your ant farm with you?" Sabrina asked.
"I promised I'd take them to the zoo." Norma said, pulling out said farm, which was a jar.
"Hmm. Looks like I made the air holes too big." Norma observed as the ants crawled out of her pockets and the cheerleaders screamed and hopped in place.
Sabrina facepalmed, knowing her small chances were shot and burned.
Soon, Sabrina and Chloe were on the blacktop, playing basketball.
"But Norma's my friend. She's loyal, and trustworthy, and fun to be with," Sabrina defended.
"Mm-hmm. So is my beagle. Sabrina, you have just got to get rid of her. She's the biggest social liability since dandruff." Chloe argued as she throw the ball, bouncing it off the back of the hoop and into Calista's hand.
"Sabrina, we'd like to have a word with you." Calista said firmly.
"It's about your taste in friends." The blonde clarified.
"Dear, dear Sabrina. We're only trying to help. Take our advice. If you expect to even have a prayer of trying out for the squad, you'll simply have to jettison that Norma creature." Calista said.
"Look, I know she's a little weird. Okay, a lot weird. But you don't just throw somebody away because they don't fit the mold." Sabrina argued.
"You do if you want to be a JV cheerleader. And everyone within our age group and beyond done the same for Aaron and look how well it worked out for us. You know, I'm so glad that Aaron not here, he'll claim this is blackmail. Even though it's not." Calista said cheerfully.
"Hi y'all. Hey, Sabrina. You want to hang out after school? I think my hermit crabs are having twins." Norma said, walking up to everyone.
"Uh, Norma, this is not a good time." said Sabrina.
"Oh. Well, okay. How about tomorrow? You can help me build the crib." Norma offered.
"Um, actually, Norma, I'm sorta busy then too. In fact, I'm gonna be kinda busy for awhile." Sabrina said.
"You are? Oh, I see. Sure, sure. I understand. Uh, well, uh, see ya." Norma said, realizing that Sabrina wanted to improve her chances on becoming a cheerleader than anything else.
"You've made the right decision." Calista said, throwing the ball back at Sabrina while the other cheerleaders cheered.
"By the way, if you do get a spot, that means you have to sever your ties with Aaron, no matter what." Calista said as she and the other two left, while Sabrina was horrified.
Aaron's P.O.V.-That night-The kitchen, Spellman's house
"So anyway, I don't know if I made the right choice." Sabrina said after finishing explaining the whole day.
"So, let me get this straight: Norma, who we haven't seen since first grade, is back, the cheerleaders are jerks, and they're blackmailing you to decide friendship or cheerleading?" I asked. My parents and I were eating at the Spellman's house, given that Zelda invited us to come over.
"In a nutshell, yep. But I mean, is it wrong to go after something you really, really want, even if it, you know, might sorta hurt someone else?" Sabrina asked.
"I think you already know the answer to that, Sabrina." Zelda said.
"Sabrina, since I'm your friend, and the voice of reason at times, provided that I'm not emotional or doing crazy stuff, yes, it's really bad to do that." I said.
"Gee, thanks." Sabrina said in a deadpan tone.
"You're welcome. It's not like you can make those eighth graders change their opinions on Norma and she'll be accepted by them. That'll take a tiny miracle." I said with a smirk.
"Wait a minute! Hold on to your broomsticks, folks, I have an idea. What if I could get Norma to try out too? Then it solves all my problems." Sabrina said.
"Except one. You say they told you they only have one spot. You'll have Gem and Norma to compete against for that spot." I said.
"Yeah, but that's a minor thing compare to how they'll back off." Sabrina argued.
"Hello, Earth to Sabrina and Aaron, I think you two have a better chance of getting Hannibal Lecter in the Greendale Chili Fest." Salem said.
"..." I slumped in my seat, covering my face with my hat. How did Salem knew I did exactly that?
"Aaron?" Sabrina asked.
"Oh god no." Zelda and my father said, as they both rush to the phones to see if they can stop my mistake while my mother grab her sword and ran to find the van transporting Hannibal Lecter.
"Oh my god, you actually d-" Salem began laughing at this point.
"But what if I work with her, mold her? Do a complete makeover, teach her how to act cool, the works. If the cheerleaders can accept Norma, we can still be friends. I could still try out, and I'd be helping her be more popular." Sabrina suggested as Hilda turned her food into a milkshake.
"And what if she doesn't want to be more popular?" Zelda asked, coming back in the room.
"But everybody wants to be popular. Take Aaron for example." Sabrina said, causing me to do a spit take.
"No, I want to be well-liked, huge difference." I pointed out.
"Don't you see? I've been focusing on my own shallow needs when I should've been focusing on her shallow needs." Sabrina argued.
"You know, maybe Sabrina's got something with this makeover idea." Hilda said.
"Because you think it's involve makeup." I snarked, as Zelda chuckled.
"I-I-I do not!" Hilda denied.
"Hilda, we can clearly see it on your face." My dad said, walking in too. Guess mom wins this round against him and Zelda and already got to Hannibal Lecter.
"Then it's settled. First thing tomorrow, we start Operation Norma." Sabrina said.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Thursday Morning-Living Room
"But Sabrina-" protested Norma, who was sitting on the chair, after Sabrina told her the plan to give her a makeover.
"Trust me, Norma, this will change your life. Don't you want that?" Sabrina asked Norma.
"I-I-" stuttered Norma.
"Of course you do. Now, just sit still." Sabrina said as she began the makeover, not seeing that Norma looked miserable.
Shortly afterwards
Norma was wearing a dress, no glasses and have Hilda hairstyle. Only for her hair to fly out of control, returning back to its normal appearance, much to the shock of everyone.
A minute later-Kitchen
"Sorry, Sabrina. This is worse than we thought; her geekiness is overpowering for mortal means." Hilda said.
"'Fraid so. Maybe it's time for more extreme measures!" Salem declared boldly.
Everyone turned around to look at the Spooky Jar, resting once again on the fridge.
Quigley never knew Sabrina took it to, well, you know, make Sheba by accident. So, glad that no one used magic, he put it back on the fridge.
"Oh no, no, no. You know we're not suppose to dip in the Spooky Jar. We'll get in trouble, we always get in trouble." Zelda said.
"Actually, that me who gets in trouble for the Spooky Jar. You and Hilda get in trouble for using magic." Sabrina pointed out, causing Zelda to falter a bit.
"That's not the point! The point being we get in trouble for magic." Zelda argued.
"That's because you always rat us out the second Quigley sweats you about everything!" Hilda countered.
"Hilda, we're on witch probation. Do you want to stay a teenybopper forever? Don't you ever want to be green and warty and wrinkled again like we used to be?" Zelda asked.
"Of course I do. Oh, you're right, we better not." Hilda sighed sadly.
"Thank you," Zelda said, before turning her attention towards Salem.
"Now, that's the last I wanna hear about the Spooky Jar. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have homework." Zelda said as she left the kitchen.
"Last one to the Spooky Jar is a rotten dragon egg!" Salem challenged, as he, Sabrina and Hilda charged towards said jar.
Hilda tapped the Spooky Jar, which began to shake.
"By the way, you two are rotten dragon eggs." Hilda taunted Sabrina and Salem, who groaned.
"It's spooky time!" The Spooky Jar stated, cracking his knuckles as Sabrina, Salem and Hilda were shocked.
"Knock, knock. Who's there? I don't like to be disturbed while washing my hair." The Spooky Jar stated.
He handed Sabrina a fortune cookie with the spell.
"With just a sprinkle, use this spell to make a geek seem really swell. Her popularity, all will praise. More and more with passing hours, they will appraise. Beware." The Spooky Jar chuckled evilly as he went back in the jar.
"I hate when it does that." Sabrina said, hating the cryptic warnings and how it laughs at her like it already knew what's going to happen.
Maybe she should get Aaron to be around the Spooky Jar again. He hasn't done that in...a month.
Living room-soon
Sabrina, Hilda and Salem walked in, while Norma was still sitting on the chair. They snuck up to the back of the chair, and Sabrina open the cookie, sprinkling the magic on Norma.
"Huh?" Sabrina and Hilda asked, noticing it didn't work at first. Only for Norma's hair to have a explosion, setting off a magic wave that engulf the entire town and hurling Sabrina, Salem and Hilda backwards.
Sabrina, Salem and Hilda slowly and painfull got up as Norma turned to look at them.
"Well, how do you like that? I guess even magic can't take the 'eek' out of 'geek'." Salem complained.
"Oh well, thanks for trying, guys." Sabrina said to Hilda and Salem.
"Come on, Norma, I'll walk you home." Sabrina said, as she led Norma outside.
Ten minutes later-Downtown Greendale
Sabrina and Norma were walking down the street when Bernard skated by.
"Hey, nice hair!" Bernard complimented, flashing a thumbs up.
"Gee, thanks." Sabrina said, brushing her hair out of her face.
"Not you. Her." Bernard said, pointing at Norma as he skated ahead.
"Maybe he's on the way to get new glasses," Norma rationalized.
Sabrina and Norma turned around to see Calista and the two cheerleaders walking over to them, carrying bags.
"You two are still hanging out?" Calista the the cheerleaders asked.
"Oh, uh, hi. No, I, uh, Norma and I weren't really -" Sabrina began to bluff.
"How delightful. Norma, where did you get that adorable outfit, it's exactly what I'm looking for." Calista said as the other cheerleaders agreed.
"And that hair. You've gotta give me the name of your hairdresser." The redhead said.
"I must simply have those shoes!" The blonde added.
"Huh?" asked a confused Sabrina. Then she remembered the spell.
"The spell, it must be working. She's-she's popular." Sabrina said happily.
"Hairdresser? What's a hairdresser?" asked a dumbfounded Norma, who scratched her head and snorted via sinuses.
"Oh, that is so enchanting. Can you show me how to make that delightful sound?" Calista asked.
"What sound?" Norma asked, before snorting again.
"Wow, that spell really works." Sabrina said.
"Hey, looking good." Harvey said.
"Oh, well, thanks Harvey." Sabrina said, fixing her hair.
"Not you. Her." Harvey said as he walked past Sabrina.
Suddenly, Aaron arrived with both the magic radar and the Sabrina radar flashing.
"Drats, I know I swore to Hercules that I put these two on vibrate." Aaron said as he fiddled with them.
"Aaron, as Chloe said, life is not for swearing nor vibrating." Sabrina said, causing Aaron to be dumbfounded.
"Anyways," Aaron said, tossing the two radars in his pocket, with the sounds of glass breaking and cats fighting, "what's go-" Aaron began, only to see the cheerleaders and Harvey crowding around Norma.
"Hey, Norma, you doing anything Saturday night?" Harvey asked.
Sabrina and Aaron kicked Harvey in the back of the leg.
"Ow! Sabrina, what is it with you and my shins? And why are you joining in, Aaron?" Harvey asked.
"Just for crud and giggles." Aaron said with a smirk.
"Hey, Aaron." Norma said.
"Hi Norma. Welcome back to Greendale. And now, if you excuse me," Aaron said, before grabbing Harvey by the ears and dragging him away.
"WHY?!" Harvey asked.
"Because, quite frankly, you're acting weird. This is a unusual way to get Norma's attention." Aaron said as he dragged Harvey away.
"Did he-" Norma began.
"Yep. Just like from that Pocket Monster series he watch." Sabrina said.
"Pokemon. Pocket Monsters is what they call it in Japan." Norma corrected.
"Po-tay-to, po-tah-to." Sabrina said.
"Oh, hello, Spellman. Calista, girls, I just finished paying for all your clothes and-" Gem began.
"Not now, Gem. Can't you see we're talking to Norma?" Calista interrupted.
"You're doing what?!" Gem asked, just as Norma snorted. "Oh, you mean Norma. Wow, she's so cool. What style. What panache. What charisma." Gem said, sharing the same opinions.
"You know, this spell can get annoying." Sabrina said.
"Gem, Sabrina, we come to a decision. It's unanimous. Our new JV squad member will be Norma." Calista said as the other cheerleaders and Gem joined in.
"What?" Sabrina asked, realizing what Aaron meant last night.
"Of course, it's only right. She's so totally...Norma." Gem said as Norma snorted.
"Wait a minute, I don't want to join any squad without Sabrina." Norma argued.
"In that case, what can we say? Of course Sabrina may join too. We'll have to downsize Cheryl." Calista said.
"It's only right." said Cheryl. (A/N:Not Cheryl Blossoms)
"Norma, did you hear that?! We're both gonna be cheerleaders next year! The pinnacle of eighth grade royalty! We didn't even have to try out, isn't that great?!" Sabrina asked Norma, excited about making the squad.
"Yeah, I guess." Norma said.
"What?" Sabrina asked, dumbfounded by the answer.
Ten more minutes later that once again the old narrator quit and we have to hire a new one(How many do we have on reserve?)-Greendale Middle School
As the two walked near the school, a bunch of students popped out of nowhere, chanting Norma's name. They all want her autograph, even Mrs. Bleachstain wanted one.
To make the whole thing blown out of proportion, every building was named after Norma in some way.
And they were dressing like her, styling their hairs like hers.
On the swings, Sabrina was swinging till she heard Norma's snorting.
"Norma." Sabrina said after Norma snorted.
"How's it going, Sabrina?" asked Norma, sadly.
"How come you came here by yourself? What happened to your model screaming fans?" asked Sabrina.
"I had to get away from them all. They were driving me crazy! I wish they'd just go away." Norma lamented, walking off.
"Go away? But you're the most popular kid in the school. Maybe in the country. Everyone wants to be cool like you." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, I've noticed. *Sighs* You know, I used to like being me, but now that everyone else is just like me, it's no fun anymore." Norma complained.
"Norma, don't you understand? Being popular isn't about fun." Sabrina said.
"Well, then what is it about?" asked Norma.
"Well, it's about, uh, argh, I'm not really sure, but everybody wants it." Sabrina said.
"Well, maybe you do. But I don't. I'm tired of being popular. I just want to be myself. See ya, Sabrina." Norma said as she walked away, only to get crowded by a bunch of her fans, chanting her name and carrying her off.
"Oh man, this spell. It's not exactly what I have in mind. It didn't change Norma, it made everyone else like Norma. What have I done?" Sabrina asked.
"There, there, Sabrina." Harvey's monotone voice said.
"Huh?" Sabrina asked.
"It's not what you've done, it's what you haven't done. You haven't become like Norma. Just like Aaron and his family, who is currently hiding. Futile." Harvey said, looking exactly like Norma.
"Harvey, what's happened to you? You're Norma in pants." Sabrina commented.
"Come on, Sabrina. Isn't it time for you to get with the program? You need to be just like Norma too. Join us." Harvey said as a chorus of people chanted 'Join us' as well. Sabrina let out a scream.
Aaron's P.O.V.-That night
Sabrina and I were tied to a Norma statue, as a crowd of the town, dressed like Norma, were chanting. I knew I was gonna get attacked, potentially killed or brainwashed by a cult someday, but this is ridiculous.
"Well, this stinks." I said out loud.
"Aunt Hilda, Aunt Zelda, we need you! Can't you do anything to help?" Sabrina asked her aunts, who passed by us, dressed like Norma as well.
"Sabrina, I'm not gonna question your intentions, but answer me this. What part of your plans involve listening to Salem on using the Spooky Jar and making a Norma cult?!" I asked, struggling to get out of the rope.
"Only the listening to Salem and using the Spooky Jar part. Everything else was a accident." Sabrina said.
To explain how I got tied up, let's just say...my parents have a better hiding spot than the closet, trying not to make a noise only to let out a high-pitched yelp when getting a thumb tack in your foot which ends up in getting caught.
Suddenly, Sabrina's hair and clothes were affected by magic, being similar to Norma's.
"Aaron, how are you not affected?" Sabrina asked.
"The very same reason I can be kill by the gods one day for risking it. The magic shield that blocks most magic. Since the Spooky Jar falls under the magic I'm protected from, this will protect me from it. Though my sanity can't say the same if I hear this chanting after another hour." I said.
"Sorry, Sabrina, but you're on the fast track to NormaVille." Hilda said blandly.
"And me?" I asked.
"We haven't decided yet." Hilda replied, while I gave a deadpan expression.
"But I don't want to be like Norma!" Sabrina argued.
"Well, to quote a 12 year old who's recently blossomed a pumpkin on her head, 'It's not what you think of yourself, but what everyone thinks of you', and we think you need to be more like Norma." Zelda said as she zapped glasses on Sabrina's face.
"Oh, go ahead, ignore me. I see when I'm not needed." I said.
"Actually, you'll be the example to others of what happens when they refuse to be Norma through sheer will." Zelda said, causing me to be horrified.
"H-H-Hey, can't we talk about this?" I stuttered.
"No. We'll prep you for the...embarrassment of doom." Zelda said as she and Hilda started walking around the statue again.
"NOOOOOOOO!" I screamed as I struggled to break free again.
"Hey, Sabrina. Hey, Aaron. Got any gum?" Norma asked us, tied up as well.
"Norma, why are you tied up?" Sabrina asked.
"Because even she isn't Norma enough." Calista said.
"What the-how can someone not be enough of themselves? That's like saying Batman isn't Batman enough because he used the Bat Credit Card." I said, dumbfounded as we all heard someone in the distance ranting about the Bat Credit Card.
"But she is Norma." Sabrina added.
"Apparently, I'm last year's Norma. Popularity's a funny thing." Norma said.
"I know, right? I mean, it depends on who you hang out with, the type of clothes you wear, what type of things you say. Heck, even what you eat matters in popularity. It shouldn't matter what someone eats. As long as they get to eat it, who cares if it makes them popular?!" I asked.
"Don't worry, Sabrina. Soon, you'll be just like everybody else. And Aaron, we're almost ready for your embarrassment of doom." Gem said.
"...You know, I think I like it better when we were friends." I said, my voice shaky from the terror that is the embarrassment of doom!
Wondering what it is? Imagine the most embarrassing thing in your life. Go on, do it. Imagine it. Okay, now imagine that ten times, in front of a entire town, and there's nothing you can do.
That's nothing compare to this. What they're planning is so despicable, not even PSAs can cover this. They're gonna force me in a clown suit while wearing female makeup, juggling bowling balls on a flaming unicycle on top of a diving board over a tiny tub of chili, and the only thing preventing me from getting injured is a parachute. Here's the catch; the chute has been replaced with balloons, and even I doubt they'll hold my weight, so I'm gonna get hurt at the end.
"But I don't want to be like everyone else! I don't even want to be cool! I just want to be me!" Sabrina exclaimed, as the last word echoed.
The magic around the town broke, turning everyone back to normal, and Sabrina, Norma and I were no longer tied up.
Before anyone realized that I was on school ground, which can get me expelled(rules of suspension: I cannot be on school grounds and I can't attend any school events), I left via shadow travel. Despite it's nighttime, there were shadows everywhere, so it worked out.
Sabrina's P.O.V.
"Ew, what am I doing with the geek version of the grime?" Gem asked, realizing she was next to Norma.
"I was standing next to those icky, not pretty people. Ahh, so horrible." Cheryl the drama queen said as two JV cheerleaders dragged her off.
"Geeks? What geeks? It's just me and Norma being ourselves. Right Norma?" Sabrina asked. Norma snorted in reply.
"Oh, and Calista? Norma and I don't want to be on the JV squad. We found out that we don't need to be like everyone else to be cool." Sabrina said as Norma snorted.
"I've seem to lose my ant collection. Would you help me find it?" asked Norma.
"Well-" Sabrina began.
"She'd be happy to." Quigley answered for Sabrina.
"I would?" Sabrina asked.
"Yes." Quigley said, not pleased that Sabrina used magic. Hilda and Zelda weren't amused either, despite Hilda was the one who went along with this.
"Come on, Norma. I think I found one already. Also, I think some would like to know Hilda isn't innocent either." Sabrina said, as she and Norma left, while Quigley and Zelda glared at Hilda's sheepish face.
"Zelda's wedding was a little-" Hilda began, until- "WHY YOU LITTLE!" Zelda yelled, attacking Hilda, while Quigley was shocked "This is madness!" Quigley exclaimed.
Jake, Mary and Aaron's P.O.V.-Dimension Household
Jake and Mary were sitting, relieved that their son was safe. Though he was spending a long time in the re-
"Somebody removed the freaking toilet!" Aaron ran out and yelled that out, causing Jake and Mary to scream as they ran to check.
They scream louder and in different pitches as they saw that, indeed, the toilet was gone.
What they didn't notice at first was how Aaron wasn't panicking. In fact, as they screamed, he was smirking, trying not to laugh.
Until, "*Burst into laughter* Oh my god! You fell for it!" Aaron roared with laughter, much to Jake and Mary's confusion.
"Uh, Aaron? I don't think you realize that the freaking toilet is missing!" Mary pointed out.
"That's because I did it! And it's not gone, it's a illusion." Aaron said while laughing.
It took a moment before Jake and Mary realize the implications. And then they, themselves, started laughing.
The three laughed for ten minutes, and whenever they stop, they look at the bathroom where the freaking toilet, they laughed for ten more minutes.
After thirty minutes of this, they wiped the tears of laughter from their face.
"Seriously, Aaron, we need the freaking toilet." Jake said with a chuckle.
"Okay." Aaron said as he took off the illusion.
"And now that se-" Aaron began before he tripped down the stairs, screaming like a girl on the way down.
"AARON! Are you okay?!" Jake and Mary asked their son.
"FINLAND!" Aaron replied.
"Oh, thank good-Jake, when did your demonically possessed bowling ball get out of the attic?" Mary asked, as she and Jake saw the bowling ball roll down the stairs, heading towards Aaron. He let out a scream while turning into bowling pins before getting hit. The ball hit the ground, causing the rest of the 'Aaron pins' to fall.
"Wow, a spare." Jake commented.
"Jacob Dimension, that's our son that got hit by your bowling ball!" Mary exclaimed before pushing Jake down the stairs, right next to Aaron.
"My leg!" Jake exclaimed.
"Shows yo-" Mary began, only to slip on a random bar of soap and fall down the stairs, right next to Jake and Aaron.
The three laughed, proving that family do share the same humor and pains.
Yep, life has its ups and downs, but as long as you have friends and family, you'll be able to face everything without being alone.
(A/N: Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you guys are enjoying your Thanksgiving. From your friendly-
"Whoa, whoa! Hold it! You're telling me these bunch of losers didn't die from falling down the staircase? What, do they have plot armor?!" Beetlejuice asked, breaking the fourth wall.
"Yes." Andrew, co-author, said with a shrug.
"Are you freaking kidding me? That's the best you got?" Beetlejuice asked, unamused.
"Well, it's either that, or there's nowhere Friends Forever could fit in the timeline." Andrew said.
"Perkygoth14 knockoff." Beetlejuice said.
"WHY YOU LITTLE!" Andrew began.
"Ahem. Beetlejuice, it's either this, or you won't be in the second season." I said.
"Second season?! But, what about this season? Explaining how I possessed the kid and all the jazz?" Beetlejuice asked.
"It's not a plot point. And besides, you'll be the first story for the second season, where you get to punk everyone." I offered.
"Fine, but only because I already met, and killed, the Toddler Titans. I don't wanna talk about it right now." Beetlejuice said, still sour.
"In the meantime, don't you have the 'Whole Being Dead Thing' to get to? Especially since people can die from COVID-19." I suggested.
"Eh, I'll take it. Freaking free-loafers." Beetlejuice muttered.
Listen to 'The Whole Being Thing' and enjoy Thanksgiving. See you all soon!
"I'll show him Perky knockoff." Andrew muttered.
"Just ignore Beetlejuice's comment, he's sour." I told Andrew.)
