(A/N: Hey, folks. So, before we get into this chapter, I have a couple of things to say. One, when writing this, I came down with a cold, which is why it took a while to work on this. I'm fine, but it's a pain to deal with. And second, the intro for this chapter. Note that it's not the intro for the story[I'll be including a chapter with two versions of the intro at the end of this book], just for this episode. You might be wincing in pain, or laughing from it, as it is a reference from Robot Chicken. The reason for it: to get back at everyone who had hurt Sabrina throughout this story so far. With that out of the way, hope you enjoy the chapter.)


Aaron and Sabrina's P.O.V.-Thursday Morning-Random Auditorium, somewhere in Greendale

Aaron, wearing a black tuxedo, stepped up to the podium. He glanced down at a sheet of paper that read 'Ode to the Nut Shot'. Using his magic on the instruments, he conducted them into playing 'The Nutcracker Suite' by Tchaikovsky.

Suddenly, the view shifted over to Sabrina, who kicked Harvey in the balls, much to his pain.

Soon, at a ballpark, Salem, in the crowd for some reason, stretched his paws out to try and grab the ball. "I got it! I got i-Argh!" Salem hissed in pain as the ball hit him in the crotch.

Later, Gem was about to kick Sabrina in her private area, only for the latter to kick the former in the spot first, causing Gem to fall down on the ground, holding the area in pain.

Meanwhile, Quigley was at an audition for a Shakespearean play. "To be-Oh!" He exclaimed as a watermelon was thrown at his nutsacks, causing him to clutch them in pain, as Hilda turned away, whistling innocently.

Salem, gleefully smirking at his recent plan to get back at Aaron, lost that smirk as it turned into an expression of pain. This was due to Zelda's model plane hitting him in the crotch.

Zamboni, who was stuck in his chair, got his nuts chainsawed by a random chainsaw wielding maniac. The only thought he had was, 'Why didn't this happen before I had Ambrose?'

Salem, looking for a cow that he could convince to turd on Aaron's lawn, was unsuspecting of the cow in front of him, who kicked him in the balls. Due to this, Salem stumbled backwards from both pain and shock of the whole thing, before falling into a wheelbarrow containing fresh manure.

Gem, standing proudly with her nose up, got decked in the genitals by Sabrina, who waved a 'I did it!' sign above her.

Filthy Frank, who was at a meeting with Mayor Janice. However, after making a snide comment about her, she walked over to him and kicked him in the balls, causing him great pain.

Edward Spellman, doing an acting job Futura suggested to him a couple days prior, was doing the role of a giant, deranged man wearing only a loincloth, destroying a random city. Only thing, though, was that he didn't read the whole script, given his complete and utter surprise when he got decked in the nuts by a wrecking ball, causing his eyes to bulge out in pain as he held his genitals in pain.

The Lord of the Dance, in a random dance-house, tried to hit on a random woman in her early 20s, only to get decked in the balls by her, falling onto the ground ungracefully.

For some reason, random people, including Superman, got kicked in the nuts at different locations by unknown people. Including one guy who decked himself in the nuts more than once for some reason.

Gem, smirking as she jumped out of the bushes, finally got the chance to kick Sabrina in the genitals. Only to scream in pain herself as her foot broke, due to the metal plating Sabrina had as protection for said genitals.

Scheherazade, in the NetherWorld's dojo, got decked in the genitals by another magical being.

Clint Tarantulino was trying to pitch his next 'big idea' to some random warlock, only to get decked in the nuts by said warlock, already aware of Tarantulino's bullshit due to his public announcement a month prior.

Felicity and Dawson got decked in their own genitals by dodge-balls thrown at them via their classmates, who were fed up with their 'coolness'. Felicity and Dawson cried during this.

Thaddeus glanced at his science awards collection, smirking at the memories of gaining them, only for Alan Smithee to show up and steal them. "I really hate Francis of the Filth's side of the family. Why did Regina marry him again?" he asked, his face in his hands.

Finally, as Tim start to cackle like a madman, Aaron pop up behind him, via shadow travel, and kick him in the nuts, sending him to space. "I win!" Aaron cheered as Anton, Tim's anteater, press a button that turned Tim's vehicle into a rocket and flew into space to rescue his master.

The view cuts back to the auditorium, where Aaron ends the music. "Thank you. Thank you all for com-" Aaron began, only to get interrupted by Sabrina, who was so caught up in the moment that she decked Aaron in the balls with the tuba.

"OHHH!" Aaron groaned, holding his balls in pain as Sabrina, realizing what she just did, dropped the tuba while covering her mouth. "Sorry," she said.

The thing they both didn't mention, though, was how it seems like the tuba was still stuck on Aaron's nutsacks.


Later-Greendale Hospital-Aaron and Sabrina's P.O.V.

"Well, good news is that we got the tuba out of your nutsack. Bad news is that you won't be able to walk for the rest of your life. Sorry, little Jimmy," the head doctor, whose name remains unknown for personal reasons, said sympathetically, before turning to the other kid in the room: Aaron Dimension.

"You, on the other hand, are completely A-Ok, despite getting decked in the nuts by a tuba, as well. You're free to go," he said, as Aaron left the room, where Sabrina was waiting for him.

"Poor Jimmy," Sabrina said as the two walked down the halls towards the elevator.

"I know, and he starts middle school next year too. Whoever did this to him should pay for it," Aaron said.

"By the way, who are Jimmy's parents?" asked Sabrina.

Right at that moment, they heard Janice shrieking, "You know what, you lying asshole?! Because you decided to change the deal and went after my son, here's what I think of the deal!" before shoving the tuba, the very same removed from Jimmy, right up Filthy Frank's balls, while the staff tried to restrain her.

"There's your answer," Aaron said.

"Wait, so if Janice is Jimmy's mother at this point, though she used to be his father when she was a man, then where's Jimmy's actual mother?" Sabrina asked.

"Died in a car accident back in 2005, a few months before the town started hating me. For some reason, her brakes was replaced with a clarinet," Aaron states.

"...Are we seriously going with that joke?" Sabrina asked, unamused.

"No, seriously. Here's the article from back then. I nabbed it from the newspaper company the day I resigned." Aaron said, pulling the article from his pockets and handing it to Sabrina.

"...Oh, no wonder Janice tried to get rid of the band room a couple of years ago. I thought it was due to 'budget'. Mainly, her salary she used for those stuff," Sabrina said.

"Yeah. Grief will do that to a person," Aaron said.

"And to think of what would've happened on that day if you did ate Janice. Jimmy would've been an orphan with an actual reason to hate you and the rest of the world," Sabrina said.

"Yeah. Let's just be thankful that didn't happen. Anyways, since we got done with the practice run, now we can save the full ode for the New Year's Eve show," Aaron said.

"Yeah," Sabrina said.

"Plus, you're going to get that spot on the wrestling team, I just know it," Aaron said.

"I don't know. What if they don't think I'm good enough? What if they're sexist and only allow boys? What if-?" Sabrina began.

"Sabrina, you're going to be on the wrestling team with no problems, and here's my reason why: if you're not good enough, then explain how your CrossFit training brought me back to life? After all, if that didn't work, then nothing will," Aaron points out.

Sabrina took a deep breath before nodding. "Yeah, you're right," she said, as they entered the elevator.

Once it reached the ground floor, she had a determined expression on her face. "I can do this! I am Sabrina Shoggoth Spellman, and I will earn that spot on the wrestling team! In other words, I am ready!" Sabrina shouted, running out of the hospital doors and towards the school.

"...Well, there goes the conservation we were planning on the way. But, she's like Spongebob. She's so likable, it's hard to be mad at her," Aaron said, shrugging, as he followed after her.


Meanwhile-Greendale Hospital-Harvey's P.O.V.

"And now you," the head doctor said, as he read the name on the paper. Groaning at the name, he looked at Harvey with an annoyed expression.

"Okay, what's the reason for coming here for the tenth time today? I mean, the first 8 times was because you've gotten ran over by a bike with no rider, and those are actual reasons to be here," the doctor said.

"Aaron did it," Harvey defended.

"Passersby who saw the whole thing stated otherwise. As they stated, you rolled the bike to the top of a hill, raced down to the bottom, and lay down, waiting for it to run you over," the doctor countered.


Flashback-Greendale's BMX Park

"Heh heh, this plan is foolproof, there's no way I can get injured from it. And the best thing is, once people sees this unmanned bike run over poor little me, they'll believe it's Aaron," Harvey gloated, pushing the bike at the right angle so it would race down in a straight line.

Running down to the bottom, Harvey slid on his back and laid down, awaiting the bike. Though one thing came to him at the last minute. "Wait, there's one flaw in this plan: getting bike tire tra-" he began, just as the bike was about to run him over.


Present time-Greendale Hospital

"The ninth time is also a reason to be concerned, since you got kicked in the balls after pissing someone off," the doctor continued.


Flashback-random alley(during the 'Ode to the Nut Shot')

"I don't get what you see in Aaron the Freak. After all, he's the reason why your and my fr-" was all Harvey managed to say before getting kicked in the balls by Sabrina, much to Harvey's pain.

"For the last time, Aaron and I are friends. You know exactly what you've done to lose my trust in you. And if you continue persisting in this BS about how Aaron's at fault, I will make life a living hell for you," Sabrina hissed.


Present time-Greendale Hospital

"But why are you here for the tenth time? You didn't even tell anyone, not even medical staff, the reason for this tenth visit in the same day," the doctor points out.

"Oh, I dropped a dumbbell on my legs and crumpled up on myself, but the doctors said I'm fine now," Harvey said simply, swinging his legs back and forth.

"You dropped a dumbbell on your legs? Why would you do something that stupid and reckless?" the doctor asked, irritated.

"Oh, I was lifting weight to gain some muscle to get into the school's wrestling team," Harvey said.


Flashback-Kinkles' Household, Garage

"Once Sabrina and all the girls at school see my new muscles, they'll forget about every other boy in the school just to date me. Including Aaron," Harvey smirked, lifting the dumbbell over his chest.

Only for it to fall out of his hands, due to its heaviness, and fall on Harvey's legs, causing him to collapse in on himself. Harvey let out a small scream of pain from that.


Present time-Greendale Hospital

"...You know what? I think I see a pattern here. You're willing to put yourself in reckless danger just to prove a point. Well, if you think being crippled is a laughing matter, like little Jimmy here," the doctor pointed at Jimmy's bed, whose occupant was holding onto Janice's hand, "who won't be able to walk again because Filthy Frank decided to shove a tuba up his crotch for a sick idea of a joke, then you're no longer permitted to enter this premises!"

"What?! But this is the only hospital in Greendale! What if I get sick or something?" Harvey asked.

"Well, given how you treated your own health like a joke, it's not our concern about whether or not you can get treatment here. As for what happens if you do get sick or injured, get a plague doctor, or if you're desperate enough for attention with your so-called 'injuries', go over to Riverdale Hospital. Again, it's none of our concern if you're gonna treat getting injuries, along with your own health, like a sick joke," the doctor said.

"Fine!" Harvey said, annoyed with how the doctor was forcing him to be more 'responsible' about his health. "At least I'll make the wrestling team, and they won't care if I get injured or not," he said, heading to the room's exit.

"Actually, in this case, they will. Because the coach sent me the list of the wrestling team, and all of the slots are filled," the doctor said, causing Harvey to turn around.

"What do you mean?" Harvey asked.

"Exactly what I meant. They're filled. Ten minutes ago, to be exact," the doctor said simply.

"B-B-But I was supposed to be on the team! Who made the final spot?!" Harvey demanded.

"I'm not saying, mainly due to the rules of patients' confidentiality. You'll have to go to the school to find that out," the doctor said. "And by the way, when you leave, don't ever come back on this property again, or the security guards will throw you off, and you'll be in prison for trespassing," the doctor added.

As Harvey left, he had one thing on his mind. 'Aaron, I don't know how, but you ruined everything for me. And if I find out you took my spot on the wrestling team, you're gonna regret it.'


Soon-Greendale Junior High, After School-Aaron's P.O.V.

I was by my lockers, waiting for Sabrina to get her uniform, along with the schedule of wrestling practice, when Harvey stormed right up to my face. "How dare you?!" he demanded.

"Okay, I dare you to eat your shoes," I snarked.

"What? No! I mean, how dare you steal my spot on the wrestling team?!" Harvey snarled.

"Oh, that," I said flatly, before giving Harvey a flat expression. "First off, it's not your spot, Harvey. And two, does it look like I'm interested in playing sports?" I asked.

"Yes," Harvey said with no hesitance.

"Wow, you're a jerk. Did it ever occur to you, Harvey, that maybe a girl wants to join the wrestling team? Like, I don't know, Sabrina?" I asked.

"Really? Sabrina? Aaron, if you're gonna go for an excuse to take my place, at least go for something that's more believable. After all, wrestling is more of a boy's thing," Harvey said, smirking.

"Gee, and then you wonder why Sabrina doesn't want to hang out with you anymore, sexist," I say.

"What did you call me?!" Harvey yelled.

"A sexist. And that's not the only thing," I say, getting in Harvey's face, which was turning red from anger. "You're the most terrible person ever, you never like it when someone points out that you need to improve on something, and worst of all, all you care about is being someone better."

"I'll just pretend I didn't heard all of that, and I might be willing to forgive you, if you help me get on the wrestling team," Harvey said.

"No," I said without hesitating.

"What? But you and Sabrina helped me last ti-"

"We helped your parents, not you. There's a difference," I corrected.

"Well, I don't care what you say. You will help me get on that wrestling team. You will tell them you won't be able to join them, therefore giving me a spot on that team. End. Of. Discussion." Harvey said darkly.

"No. Gone are the days when you can manipulate me into helping you. Now, if you excuse me, I have to find Sabrina to take her out for ice cream, as congrats for getting on the wrestling team," I snapped, pushing past Harvey and walking down the halls.

Sure, I promised Sabrina I would wait for her at my locker, but it's getting crowded with Harvey's ego, so I would just wait outside the gym.

"Aaron, you'd better help me or else!" Harvey shouted.

"Or else what?" I asked, turning around to face him.

"Or else I'll tell everyone your secret. The very same you told me two years ago," Harvey sneered.

I stared at him for a moment in silence, before laughing, making him frown.

"Why are you laughing? I just said-!"

"I know what you said, Harvey. Go right ahead, no one will believe you anyways," I say.

"What do you mean they won't believe me? It's my words against you, and no one likes you anyways!" Harvey shouted.

"Yes, I know that. But have you noticed your reputation? After Manhattan, no one will believe a thing you say, not to mention that by this point everyone already knows your style, Harvey," I pointed out.

"What do you mean?" Harvey asked, just as Slugloafe and a few of his cronies, all sporting bruises, laughed at Harvey.

"Look, it's No Practice Kinkles! He doesn't realize that sports requires practice," Slugloafe mocked.

"Yeah, what a moron!" Slugloafe's crony added, as he, Slugloafe and the other cronies laughed.

"Bye, Harvey. Hope to see you never," I say, walking to the gym, as Harvey let out a yell of anger behind me.


Later-Greendale's Chocklit Shoppe

"Congratulations on joining the wrestling team!" I said to Sabrina, throwing confetti into the air. The two of us each have our own sundaes, which I paid for, and were sitting on opposite sides of each other in a booth near a window.

"Thanks, Aaron. Then again, they were persuaded once I gave them an 'incentive'," Sabrina said, using air quotes.

"You mean bruises?" I asked.

"Yep. Oh, by the way, I have more good news. I got recommended to try out the Mortal Kombat tournament, so I'll be gone for a couple of days," Sabrina said, as she ate a spoonful of her sundae.

My eyes widen at that. "Wait, you're going to be in Mortal Kombat?!" I asked.

"Yes. Mainly due to my skill sets from the tryouts, but partly so that everyone else on the team could recover from the injuries I may or may not gave them," Sabrina said casually.

"Well, let's celebrate to not only your spot in wrestling, but also you being a part of Mortal Kombat," I say, as Sabrina and I fist bump.

"Surprised Harvey isn't here to try and ruin the fun. Why did we ever become friends with him to begin with?" Sabrina asked.

"We were young and desperate, but we're older and smarter now," I say.

"Yeah, that's it. Well, this is to no longer being friends with Harvey!" Sabrina said, as she and I both take a spoonful of our sundaes.


Meanwhile-Harvey's P.O.V.-Outside Greendale's Chocklit Shoppe

"I swear from this day forth, Aaron, you will pay for this. Ever since the beginning of this school year, you had been turning Sabrina against me. And you've ruined my reputation with Greendale and the Care Bears. For that, you wi-" Harvey began ranting, only to get hit by a brick thrown at him by random punks.

"Ha ha, No Practice Kinkles can't catch!" one of the punks taunted as the others laughed while strutting by.


Later that evening-Everyone's P.O.V.-Kitchen, Spellman's Residence

Salem, crouching like a predator, reached for the pink mouse eraser on the pencil that was magically doing homework for Hilda and Zelda. "Want mouse, must fight the impulse. But the siren call of the rubber mousie beckons," Salem said, sweating a bit.

"Touch that eraser and you die," Sabrina threatened, before turning to Hilda and Zelda, who were doing the dishes. "Though I have to ask why am I watching your homework do itself when we could just put Salem outside?"

"First off, I enjoy his pain and agony. And second, I need to concentrate on using magic while doing this at the same time," Hilda said, gesturing at the pile of dishes she and Zelda were cleaning.

"Not to mention that it's the best way to multi-task: getting our homework done, and washing the dishes," Zelda said.

"Really? Then why does it say 'Hilda loves Andy Fickman'?" Sabrina points out as Hilda walked over to the table to see.

"Uh, cosmic interference," Hilda supplied, chuckling sheepishly.

"Okay, I don't see why it just say 'He's a hot hunk of taffy'," Sabrina said, as Hilda's face turned red from embarrassment.

"S-Stop reading!" Hilda said, trying to stop her embarrassment.

"Okay, but only because what is written on this piece of paper is physically impossible to do, even by magical standards," Sabrina said, as Zelda walked over.

"I got this, Hilda," Zelda said, using magic to control the pencil to properly do her and Hilda's homeworks.

"Oh, sweet supple rodent, thou is a cruel mistress," Salem lamented.

"Anyways, congratulations on joining the wrestling team." Zelda said, before adding, "Not to mention the Mortal Kombat tournament."

"Yeah. Though it's a surprise they allowing a 12 year old in the tournament," Hilda said, as Salem dumped water on himself.

"Yeah, that does seems a bit strange, I'll admit that. But think about what I could learn from this," Sabrina said.

"Hmm, you are right. Plus, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so, okay, we'll take you," Zelda said.

"I don't know, Zelda," Hilda said, a bit unsure of the decision.

"If we go, we don't have to do homework for the next few days," Zelda said.

"Plus, there's hot guys," Sabrina adds.

As if a lightswitch went on in her head, Hilda dashed out of the kitchen and back in, carrying her, Zelda and Sabrina's luggages, containing clothes, money and other necessary things. "Get in, losers! We're hunting for mortals!" she declared, grabbing the car keys for her and Zelda's red sports car, which they've gotten from their parents.

At the same time, Salem, no longer trying to contain himself, lunged and grabbed the rubber mouse eraser, pinning it to the table.

"If we hurry, we can ditch him," Hilda added in a stage whisper, as she, Sabrina and Zelda ran out to the car and got in, starting it.

Unfortunately, though, Salem heard the car starting. "Hey, wait for me!" he exclaimed, running towards the car.

"Step on it, Hilda! Step on it, step on it, step on it!" Sabrina and Zelda both shouted. "I am!" Hilda exclaimed as she stomped on the gas pedal, speeding out of the driveway, leaving a trail of fire, before Salem could leave the porch.

"They left me," Salem said, his shock slowly turning into rage. "They. Left! ME! Salem, the most important warlock in the world, and they left me!" Salem snarled, storming back inside.

"Ever since my birthday, everything's been going downhill, and it's all thanks to that Aaron brat! Emotionally manipulating Sabrina, first into getting a dog, and then getting mad at me for showing her the truth. Not to mention he 'died', causing her to forgive him. More likely faked it so she would feel bad about being mad at him. And now Hilda and Zelda treats me like scum. Well, more so than ever, but still, it's Aaron's fault!" Salem slammed his paw into the wall, before smirking a bit.

"However, since Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina aren't here, this means my revenge on Aaron is free game. The question is, how do I do it? After all, if I personally do it, he'll squeal on me, and I'll be back at square one. And if he suspects me, then same as my previous statement," Salem said, pacing, before a horrible idea came to mind.

"Of course. The same tactic I pulled in Manhattan, but using the same stunt that got Aaron hated by Greendale back in 2005! And once I paid off my spell doctor, leaving behind a false trail, not only will it not trace back to me, but I'll kill two birds with one stone. And then, the world will be mine once more!" Salem declared, laughing like a madman.

"Well, if you're done laughing like a maniac suffering a head cold, it's your turn to clean out your kitty litter," Quigley said, appearing behind Salem, handing the latter a shovel and a bucket.

"If you excuse me, I need to figure out when that Mortal Kombat tournament is on cable so I can record it. I can't believe it took me this long to realize I should be proud of Sabrina," Quigley added sadly to himself as he walked off to his room.

"Tch, the first thing I'm gonna do when I'm the Emperor of the World is ban litter boxes...and moralities," Salem grouched, throwing the shovel and bucket onto the ground as he went to the basement.

"Newton? Newton?" Salem called out to the newt spell doctor as he entered the basement, only to get no response.

"Huh, Newton usually respond by blowing up his spells. Then again, it's must be due to my charm," Salem praised himself as he walked over to the shelf where Newton usually resides, only to see a note.

'Dear former blackmailer,

I have decided to leave your so-call 'employment' and 'living' conditions to be a shoulder pet to the mortal known as Robert Quigley. I have realized that instead of my spells being used to help others, as you have claimed when you invited me to live here, you instead had used them for your own self-gain, and I no longer want to help with that.

By the time you had read this, I've cast a final spell upon myself to get rid of my magic, along with my human-like intelligence. My only regret is that I didn't have the time to get rid of every spells, but I managed to destroyed the overly dangerous ones.

No longer yours, I. O. Newt, Ex-Spell Doctor, Current Pet of Ben Quigley'

"Wow, a newt! I always wanted one since I was a kid, before WWII!" Quigley shouted from upstairs.

"Newton, you traitor," Salem hissed under his breath, tearing the note apart. However, a horrible smirk appear on his face when he found the thing he was looking for. "Unfortunately for you, not all the dangerous spells were destroyed," Salem sneered, grabbing a certain spray bottle.

"Behold, my revenge: Dragon Spray!" Salem declared, his magic, combined with him being the personification of the Seven Deadly Sins, caused him to be electrocuted, showing brief glimpses of his skeletal system.

"One spray of this is enough to reveal the person's inner monster! The entire bottle, however, is enough to significantly reduce a person's lifespan, causing them to die at 30 years of living! And once I convince that Kinkle kid to give this to Aaron, not only will Aaron die at the age of 30, but his inner monsters will make this town hate him more than ever.

"And once that happens, Sabrina will love me again! And using her love, I will take over the world, as I should have done centuries ago!" Salem cackled, putting on a trench coat and hat to disguise himself and magically teleporting to Harvey's house to explain the plan.


Harvey and Salem's P.O.V.-Harvey's Room, Kinkles' Residence

"So, let me get this straight: I'm suppose to give this perfume," Harvey pointed at said 'perfume', "to Aaron, tomorrow?" Harvey asked.

"Yes. Only then, once he has the perfume, will you obtain your vengeance against him," Salem, or as he known by his alias, Saberhagen, affirmed, nodding eagerly.

"In what way?" Harvey asked, dumbfounded. He knew that Aaron hates perfume, but he doesn't know the intention behind this very perfume.

"Well, it's made from steroids turned into liquid form. Illegal steroids, that would make someone as strong as, say, a dragon or a kaiju. And if Aaron is caught using it, he could be sent to juvie, ruining his reputation," Saberhagen told Harvey.

"So this thing can help someone get into the wrestling team if they want to?" Harvey asked, his eyes having a greedy gleam to them.

"Oddly specific for a revenge plot, but sure. Now, remember, give that to Aaron tomorrow," Saberhagen told Harvey.

"Why would I give up my chance to be on the wrestling team? Especially since girls are now joining men's sports," Harvey said.

"Stop asking stupid, logical questions and just do what I ask!" Saberhagen shouted.

"Okay, okay. Geez," Harvey complained as Saberhagen, clearly pleased with Harvey's response, vanished without a trace.

Harvey soon took a closer look at the 'perfume bottle'. "You know what, I'm not gonna give this to Aaron. After all, Saberhagen let me take Aaron's iPod last time, and now he wants me to reward Aaron as revenge?" Harvey questioned, before shaking his head.

"No, this isn't going to Aaron. I'm gonna use it to get into the wrestling team. Any repercussions shall be screwed," Harvey said, pushing the nozzle once, causing a spritz of the perfume to circle around him like a dragon before entering his pores.

His eyes gain a spiral as it turned into dragon-shaped pupils before returning back to normal. "Yes. Yes!" Harvey shouted in glee, feeling the raw strength coursing through him. "Now I will prove that I'm better than Aaron! No, better than everyone!" Harvey laughed, as he gained muscles.


Aaron's P.O.V.-Greendale Junior High-Friday

I was, once again, at my locker, grabbing things for my next class, when I heard someone slammed their hands on the locker next to me. Annoyed and wondering who it was, I turned around to see...Harvey with muscles? Actually, at this point, anything is possible.

"What do you want, Harvey?" I asked flatly.

"Easy, I want you to get me back my spot on the wrestling team," Harvey said.

"For the last time, I'm not on the wrestling team," I said, irritated.

"Did I say anything about you being on the team? No, which is a relief because you would've cost us the championship," Harvey mocked.

"Then what do you mean?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"I want you to ask coach to let me fill in for Sabrina while she's off at Mortal Kombat. Even though we both know she's not really fighting in a death tourna-"

"Sorry, not sorry, but I'm not telling coach anything. Heck, even if you do somehow get a spot, and that's a huge if, wrestling season doesn't officially start till next Tuesday, since everyone is still recovering from tryouts," I said.

"WHAT?!" Harvey shouted in my face.

"And even if that wasn't the case, I'm not doing your dirty work anymore, Harvey." I said.

"Not even if I tell everyone your secret? About how you're a warlock?" Harvey said.

"Yes. At this point, I don't care if this town hates me or not, it's on them if they don't want to get to know me. But I'm done with you blackmailing me into being someone I'm not, doing things I never want to do. So, bugger off, Harvey," I said, slamming my locker shut and walking away.

"Don't you dare walk away from me, Aaron! I'm the one who helped made you better than everyone else! I've became your and Sabrina's friend before Chloe and Pi! I made you who you are!" Harvey shouted.

I turned around and faced him. "Actually, I am who I am thanks to actual friends, not liars who would threaten to tell my secrets to everyone. And no one is better than everyone else, unless they're gods. And even then, they're not flawless. Plus, Chloe became friends with us at the same time you pushed your way into that friendship, so don't pull that on me," I say, turning my back on Harvey and leaving.

Only to get stopped by Principal Janice at the end of the hallway. Oh no, what now? I asked internally.

"Dimension, do you know Harvey is taking illegal steroids?" Principal Janice asked.

"No. Though now I do, given you just said it," I say.

After a moment, Principal Janice sighed, surprisingly, in relief at my answer. "Okay, I can tell you're not lying about not knowing. I swear though," her tone turned firm, "if I find out that he gotten those steroids from the same cult he was with a couple weeks ago, his pedophilia charges aren't the only thing he should be concerned about," she said, before remembering that I was there.

"Oh, by the way, there's an after-school party in the gym this evening to celebrate Sabrina's entrance into the Mortal Kombat tournament. The entire town will be there. Thought you should know," she said.

"Okay. I might be there, if I have no plans tonight," I said.

"I'll accept that," she said, walking off.

Yep, definitely Opposite Month, I thought to myself as I walked off to the next class.


Later that evening-Greendale Junior High, Hallway

"Can't believe I'm actually, willingly, going to a party where everyone else is," I said to myself before shaking my head.

"No, that's something the old me would've been worried about. Or more accurately, the me that Harvey had corrupted. Right now, I don't care if they hate me, I'm gonna come to give my support to..." I trailed off, noticing that I'm not the only one in the halls.

"So, they think they can toss me aside after everything I've done for them? They think they can allow Sabrina, a girl, to join a boy's sports, plus a death tournament? Not on my watch?" Harvey snarled from the other side of the hallway as he turned the corner, heading somewhere.

I glanced down the hall to my right, where I know the gym, and the party, was being held at, before turning towards the hall Harvey went down, deciding to tail him. After all, even Sabrina would agree that finding out whatever steroids Harvey is on would be more important than a party.

After a few minutes of following him, I, hiding behind a corner, peek around it to see Harvey grabbing...a perfume bottle from his locker? Even for Harvey, that is strange.

"More! I need more if I want to be better than everyone!" Harvey said in a desperate tone as he sprayed himself with the perfume.

At the same time, my pockets started vibrating. Almost jumping out of my skin, I pulled out the thing that was causing the vibrations: the portable magic detector.

Opening it up, my eyes widened at the results: the 'perfume' Harvey was using, known as a Dragon Spray, is in the red zone. I haven't seen anything magical in that zone since, well, ever. Not even those six females that almost killed me when I was five were rated that high, and they didn't even do the job well.

Looking back up, I gave a gasp of horror: Harvey was taller, had more muscles, and was purple!

Having heard my gasp, Harvey looked around before spotting me, narrowing his eyes. "So, come to take the source of my success?" Harvey leered.

"Harvey, where in the fuck did you get that?" I asked, trying to make my body move, but it just wouldn't.

"That's for me to know, and for you to never find out. Then again, after tonight, no one will believe you ever again once I'm popular," Harvey sneered.

"Are you deranged? You look like the Asylum Film Studio came by to start filming the Incredible Bulk using a 13 year old as their main star! And that's not a good thing!" I shouted.

"Aha! You admit you're jealous because I'm a better star than you! But I don't have time for you, I have a show to perform for all the other losers of this nobody town!" Harvey declared as he drank the rest of the spray, before running off in the direction of the gym.

"Harvey, stop!" I shouted, but it fell on ignorant ears.


Everyone's P.O.V.-Gym

Harvey burst through the gym's door, much to people's confusion and annoyance. When did the Asylum Film Studio started filming the Incredible Bulk in Greendale? was the question everyone had on their minds.

"It's time to celebr-Oh, I don't feel good," Harvey groaned, holding his stomach in pain as he fell to his knees.

Suddenly, he roared in pain, shattering every lights in the room from just the sound, casting everyone in pitch black darkness.

However, their gazes were transfixed on his shadow, illuminated by moonlight streaming through the room.

His body became much more grotesque, much taller than before. Spikes erupted from his back, along with pieces of his skin and blood, his nails becoming sharpened claws, and his hair fell off his head. All of his teeth became smaller, sharper, as his face extended into a muzzle. His ears merged into the sides of his head, seemingly non-existent.

As Harvey's head reached the ceiling, cracks appeared on it due to the strain of trying to contain Harvey, only for it to give way to his new size. While that happened, two wings burst out of his shoulder blades, while his tailbone extended into a long tail.

Everyone looked horrified at the sight of the kaiju Harvey had become. Slugloafe, on the other hand, ran to the bathroom to vomit over the transformation he, and everyone else, had just witnessed.

Looking down at all the insignificant ants below him, Harvey, or as he now dubbed himself, Harvzilla let out a roar, not of pain, but of savage triumph!


Aaron's P.O.V.-Greendale Junior High's Gym Entrance

I ran inside the gym, just as everyone began running out in horror. Looking up, I see that I'm too late: Harvey already transformed into a Godzilla rip-off, and he had his eyes on downtown Greendale.

Roaring, Harvey, or I guess Harvzilla, went through the school's walls, destroying most of the school as he left.

"What kind of moron-No, even worst, what abysmally dangerous moron gave Harvey a deadly spell?" I asked no one in particular. Unless you count the air.

"No, you idiot! That spray was supposed to go to Aaron!" Salem, suddenly appearing on top of what remains of the school, shouted.

"You! You did this?! WHY?!" I demanded.

"One: The spray was supposed to go to you, so that the incident of 2005 would be recreated and you would die at 30. And two: you stole Sabrina from me!" Salem snarled.

Glaring at Salem, I pulled out a DVD copy of the Family Guy: Star Wars trilogy. "For a show that sucks, do something right for once!" I said, throwing the DVD case at Salem, who fell to the ground, out cold, after getting hit. "Wow, the one time it did something right and it hit Salem," I remarked.

Suddenly, I heard screams of terror and agony coming from the direction of downtown. Glancing up, I was shocked, and horrified, to see smoke already rising from downtown. Wondering what happened, I ran towards the downtown area, hoping that dealing with Salem hadn't allowed Harvzilla to do some serious damage.


Two hours later-Downtown Greendale

By the time I had finally arrived in the downtown area, my heart felt like it stopped: buildings were destroyed, fires were spreading, and multiple people were either severely injured, crying their eyes out, or dead, given the fifty or more bodies, or even body parts, covered in blue tarps.

Noticing Slugloafe by his lonesome, crying as well, I ran over to him. "Slugloafe, what happened?" I asked.

"H-H-He...He ate...He ate Jane, my little sister. And she was just four years old!" Slugloafe wailed.

My heart felt like it shattered in multiple pieces as I processed what Slugloafe just said, along with looking at the chaos, the devastation and agony spread out before me. This isn't a simple revenge plan, this was full-on slaughter!

And the worst thing is, this isn't just Salem or Harvey's fault, though they're the ones who caused this with their stupid, petty ideas of revenge. No, this is my fault, because if they weren't trying to get revenge on me, none of this would've happen. Even worst, if I hadn't been distracted with Salem, I could've stopped this sooner with...that, preventing this much lives.

Standing up with my fist clenched, I turned towards Slugloafe and asked, "Which way did he go?"

"W-What?" he asked, stuttering due to his tears.

"Which way did Harvey-I mean, Harvzilla, went?" I asked again, trying to keep my voice from breaking.

"That way," he pointed towards town hall.

"Thanks. And sorry, both for your loss and not stopping it from happening," I say as I ran towards town hall, tossing aside my hat in the process. After all, I've been training myself to control...that form since 2005, and I think Harvzilla needs a King Kong-sized dose of reality.


Meanwhile-Everyone's P.O.V.-Greendale Town Hall

"What's the official status of this whole goddamn situation?!" Janice shouted into the radio she only used in emergencies. The last time it was used was in 2005 during that mess.

The mess everyone except her seem to forget. The mess, which she was finally starting to let slide due realizing that the child of Jacob Dimension, or as he used to be known back in the 70s, the Dread Baron, wasn't fully responsible for it back then, due to some witnesses claim that they saw tentacles. The mess that Harvey Kinkle Jr. decided to bring back, but much worse.

"Ma'am, we regret to inform you that 100 people are dead, including four year old Jane Slugloafe, right in front of her brother, Horace Slugloafe, and Mr. and Mrs. McDonald," an emergency worker said somberly.

"Is Perry with them?" Janice asked.

"No. Fortunately, or not, depending on how anyone views it, he went to a Tony Hawk convention in his parents' place due to them getting the flu," the emergency worker stated.

Janice sighed as she slumped in her chair, covering her face with her hands. She knows she's going to have to break the news to Pi about the death of his parents when he gets back, but that has to depend on the survival of the town tonight, not to mention hers.

Right at that moment, a frightened police officer shouted on the radio channel, "Harvzilla coming right to the town hall! I repeat, Harvzilla is gunning for the town hall! What are your orders, mayor?"

Feeling like her heart had stopped beating as she grabbed the radio. "Call the military base in Riverdale and get them to help us, now! After that, turn your attention towards protecting the citizens!"

"But what about y-"

"The protection of the town and its citizens are top priority. Now, go and protect the citizens!" Janice ordered.

"Yes ma'am. Though what if the Stone Family protests this?" the officer asked.

"If they protest, then tell them that they can get eaten by Harvzilla. I'm not gonna let people die just because the Stones are too stuck up in their asses to realize that they're not the center of the fucking universe." Janice said.

"Understood ma'am. And just in case if we don't survive, it was an honor to have you as our mayor," the officer said before signing off.

"...It was an honor to be your mayor," Janice said sadly as she walked towards the window overlooking most of the town. Normally, this view would be peaceful to her, relaxing her mind when she gets too stressed.

Right now, though, all she could see was destruction. Seeing Harvzilla thundering his way towards her, she closed her eyes and seemed to accept her fate.

At least, until she heard someone shout, "You won't cause anymore destruction!" and, opening her eyes, was surprised by what she saw outside town hall.

It was the Dread Baron's kid: Aaron Dimension, standing a few yards away from town hall, facing in the direction of Harvzilla. What surprised her, though, was that he wasn't wearing his usual hat.

However, her surprise turned into horror as she saw Aaron looking at the full moon. For a few moments, it seems like nothing happened, but she knew that was a lie. As if to confirm her suspicions, Aaron's body started shaking as if he was suffering a seizure.

Suddenly, his body started to grow, causing his clothes to strain before completely tearing, as his tail started wrapping around his waist like a belt. The gem amulet he wore, though for some reason, which she believed the Dread Baron and Mary never denied, he thought was a part of him, fell off, though he didn't seem to notice. Dark brown fur started appearing all over Aaron's body as, despite his back facing her, she knew his eyes turned red.

Soon, his transformation ended, becoming the very thing that nearly ate her six years ago: a giant monkey that looked similar to King Kong. For a moment, Aaron stood there, before gripping his head, as if either in pain or fighting something internally.

Right at that moment, Harvzilla, appearing on Aaron's right side, inhaled deeply before firing a huge amount of flames right at Janice's office. Janice, once again accepting her fate, saw her life flash through her eyes.

She saw herself, back when she was a man, back in elementary school with her best friends Diana Spellman and the Dread Baron as they research everything about Dick Dastardly I. She saw herself and the Dread Baron, during their college years, competing against each other in the Laff-A-Lympics.

She saw herself getting married to her wife. She saw herself holding little Jimmy in her arms while holding her wife's hand, the happiest day of her life.

She saw herself throwing things against her office's walls in a fit of anger and grief, her wife had just died in the car crash sometime beforehand. She saw herself almost getting eaten by Aaron in his giant monkey form back in 2005, before something stopped him as he put her on the ground. She still wasn't sure if something in his own mind had prevented him or if her wife had became her guardian angel and saved her.

Finally, she saw the day she was changed into a female back in November. While outwardly she was pissed off, secretly she viewed it as a second chance at life. A second chance that was given to her by the child she had hated for years to change her ways, which she accepted and tried to make so many changes.

However, as her second chance at life was cut short, she realized the one thing she had forgotten to do, the one guilt she'll carry to her grave. "I'm sorry for hating you, Aaron Dimension. I shouldn't have hated you for things out of your control," she said as she closed her eyes.

She soon heard the sound of the flames impacting flesh, but surprisingly didn't felt it. Unless dying was painless? Then again, why did she still hear the sound?

Opening her eyes, she saw that Aaron was holding the flames, protecting her.

"Why?" she asked, momentarily forgetting that Aaron wouldn't be able to hear her due to the window.

Only for her to be surprised when he actually responded, in a deep booming voice, with, "Because there's been too much death and destruction for tonight. Now, go!"

Nodding her head, Janice ran towards her office door. Before going through, though, she turned towards the window and said, "Thank you," before leaving.

Aaron, feeling moderate pain in his hands from the flames, threw said flames at Harvzilla's chest, causing the latter to stumble.

"You know, Harv, I always knew you were a royal piece of shit. You just made it official with everything you've done tonight. And since we both know magic can't create emotions, it can only amplify what's already there, you're perfectly doing this with a clear, rational mind, you know it, and you don't care," Aaron said, as Harvzilla roared in both anger and glee.

"However, I'm gonna stop you from continuing this senseless destruction. Starting with this battle ax!" Aaron roared, grabbing a battle ax from nowhere and slashing Harvzilla in the chest, much to the latter's pain.

"And now, we're settling this where no one can get hurt: the lake that borders Greendale and Riverdale! You Godzilla/Ghidorah rip-off!" Aaron adds, as he grabbed Harvzilla and started dragging him towards the lake.

Right at that moment, Janice ran out of town hall and towards her jeep, desperate to meet up with the military so they're aware of who the threat is, when Jake and Mary ran up to her.

"Janice, what the hell is going on?! And where's Aaron?" Mary shrieked.

"Get in the jeep, you two! We need to meet up with the military before they blast your son to kingdom come!" Janice said.

"Janice, what are you t-" Jake began, before seeing the gem amulet on the ground and picking it up, putting it in his pockets.

"Your son turned into a giant monkey again to deal with Harvey, who turned into Harvzilla. Now put these on," Janice tossed Jake his old Dread Baron outfit, "get in and shut up while I catch you up on what happened in the past few hours!"

Wanting to know more, Mary and Jake got in the jeep, the latter wearing his old clothes, as Janice drove rapidly, and recklessly, towards the Greendale/Riverdale Bridge, hoping she's not too late.


Ten minutes later-Greendale/Riverdale Bridge

"There they are, sir!" the private said as he hands his commanding officer, the sergeant, the binoculars.

The sergeant took it and saw the spot, where a giant ape and a giant lizard with wings appeared in the lake, the latter being dragged by the former.

"God damn kaijus popping up in Greendale, literally next door to us," the sergeant grumbled, pissed at the fact that out of all the towns in the U.S.A, Riverdale and Greendale are the ones who attract the supernatural bullshit.

Sure, there was Gravity Falls, but everyone expects it to be supernatural in the first place. As for Beach City and whatever species those space rocks are, that town accepted it. Greendale and Riverdale, on the other hand, don't have the same excuse, as they claim to be normal, yet things like this happen to them everyday. Sometimes, the sergeant wonder if the two towns are the laughingstock of the U.S.A.

"Anyways, let's just shoot them down so that we can help Greendale get back on their feet after this. Ready the missiles!" the sergeant commanded as the rest of his men primed up the missiles.

"Ready? Aim. Fi-"

"Don't shoot the giant ape!" Mayor Janice of Greendale shouted as she and two people, no doubt a married couple, drove up right next to the sergeant.

"What do you mean don't shoot the giant ape? Isn't it wrecking Greendale along with the giant lizard with wings?" he asked.

"No, the giant ape is helping us by trying to stop the lizard. What I need you to do is shoot the lizard like this," Janice said, pointing at Harvzilla. "Fire!" she ordered as a female private in charge did as she was told, firing the missile straight at Harvzilla's left eye, causing him to roar in pain and annoyance.


Meanwhile, in Riverdale-Lodges' Mansion-Veronica and Betty's P.O.V.

Veronica Lodge and Betty Cooper, best friends, were having a sleepover in Veronica's room, using glasses of water as spyglasses to glance around Riverdale. Mainly so that they could spy on a certain Archie Andrews.

Suddenly, something in the lake caught Veronica's eyes, causing her to glance at it. What she saw caused her to scream in fear.

"Ronnie, what's wrong?" Betty asked, using Veronica's nickname.

"Betty, look over there," Veronica said in a horrified tone.

Betty, while wondering what got Veronica scared, rolled her eyes as she did so. It was probably a prank from Reggie, or maybe she's horrified because the dress Veronica wanted is no longer part of the 'in' fashion statement.

Or maybe it was a 50-foot ape with a battle ax about to battle a 50-foot lizard with wings. Betty at first shrugged at what she saw, before realizing with horror what she just saw.

"Ronnie, we need to alert the town about this," Betty said.

"Betty, it's not just the town we need to warn. It's the entire U.S.A. we need to alert," Veronica said as she ran downstairs to grab her father's personal phone book. After all, they have the phone number of every single news outlet.


Meanwhile-Greendale/Riverdale Lake, near Greendale/Riverdale Bridge-Everyone's P.O.V.

Aaron and Harvzilla started walking around in a circular fashion, glaring at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.

Harvzilla decided to make the first move, firing his atomic breath at Aaron, who deflected it with his battle ax. Aaron fired ki blast from his mouth, hitting Harvzilla in the chest.

While Harvzilla stumbled backwards from the force of that, Aaron rushed towards him and slashed off his right pinkie, causing the former to roar in pain as he bit Aaron in the neck.

"Get off my neck, you slimy asshole!" Aaron roared as he slashed Harvzilla in the face with the ax, causing him to let go of Aaron's neck.

In retaliation, Harvzilla fired another atomic breath directly on Aaron's chest, though all it does is cause steam to rise off Aaron's body.

"Do you really think that's enough to stop me, Kinkle?" Aaron taunted as he brought the ax down on Harvzilla's wings, chopping them off, causing blood to drip down Harvzilla's back.

Just as Harvzilla was about to use the atomic breath once more, Aaron shoved a tree down his throat, forcing the former to swallow the atomic breath. "Eat your veggies!" Aaron roared as he ran into Harvzilla, causing the two to fall into the water.

The two soon rolled over each other, trying to pin the other underneath them while punching each other, until Aaron pushed Harvzilla away from him and stood up, breathing heavily.

As Harvzilla struggled to get back up, Aaron picked up a random boulder and threw it at Harvzilla's ribs, annoying him again as he got up.

"Can't you shoot tranquilizer darts at Harvzilla?" Mayor Janice asked the sergeant.

"We can't do anything while the two are fighting, just in case we hit the giant ape. At least, if he's really helping us," the sergeant adds, still somewhat skeptical by what Janice told him about the giant ape being their ally.

"Trust me, he is. Guess this means we have to wait for an opportunity to land in our laps," Janice said to the sergeant.

"Not if I have anything to say about it," Salem muttered, hanging onto the bottom of the bridge. Cackling silently to himself, Salem held up another bottle of the Dragon Spray. "While my plan of Aaron getting this may had failed, at least I can give Harvzilla a boost. After all, if their survival depends on Aaron, then I'm gonna make sure he fails," he said, using his magic to turn the spray invisible while sending it straight at Harvzilla.

Suddenly feeling the power boost from the spray, Harvzilla gave Aaron a sinister smirk as he inhaled deeply, prepared to fire another atomic breath.

"Seriously, Harv? How many times do I have to block it for you to get the message?" Aaron asked rhetorically, holding up the battle ax.

However, he didn't notice Harvzilla's tail until the last moment, when it slapped the ax out of his hands. Before Aaron could react, Harvzilla used his tail to grab Aaron's leg, causing him to fall backwards.

Pinning Aaron down with his knees on the Great Ape's chest, Harvzilla fired his atomic breath right in Aaron's right eye, causing Aaron to let out a sound of pain and agony.

"AARON!" Jake, Mary and Janice shouted in horror, as Harvzilla got off Aaron's chest, smirking in satisfaction as Aaron held his eye in pain.

"Yes!" Salem smirked, celebrating the serious injury that Aaron had just received.

However, just as Harvzilla began making his way towards the bridge, planning on murdering everyone on there, Aaron unsteadily got onto his feet, much to everyone's surprise. However, Aaron knew he only got a second wind due to his sheer will.

"Hey, Harvzilla!" Aaron roared, rushing towards Harvzilla while flailing his fists around. Harvzilla turned around, confused, only to get decked repeatedly by Aaron's fists.

"...How? Harvzilla should've been stronger than him due to the amount of magical boost I gave him," Salem muttered in anger and shock.

Harvzilla, probably wondering the same thing, roared in anger as he rushed towards Aaron, who met him heads on. As the two grappled, Harvzilla clawed at Aaron mercilessly, giving him multiple deep cuts that were bleeding heavily, only for Aaron to flip him over his shoulder.

Aaron then put Harvzilla in a neck hold, punching him in the face a few times, before turning around towards the bridge, having Harvzilla in front of him.

"Do it!" Aaron shouted to the people on the bridge, as he struggled to keep Harvzilla in the neck hold. Due to a combination of Harvzilla's renewed anger and annoyance, along with Aaron's injuries starting to sink in, Harvzilla was starting to put up a struggle to get out.

"Well, what are you all waiting for? There's your opportunity! Fire the tranquilizer darts!" Janice ordered as the 11 privates, sergeant and even Jake, in his Dread Baron outfit, fired the massive darts from the cannons, hitting their marks: Harvzilla's torso.

Roaring in brief pain, Harvzilla slowly ceased all struggles as he soon succumbed to the darts effect, only being held up by Aaron as he started snoring loudly. Aaron let go of Harvzilla, causing him to drop down into the lake.

Soon, Harvzilla started shrinking, his changes reverting, until he became Harvey Kinkle Jr. once more. However, this time, he has scales.

"Well, that's over," Aaron said, swaying on his feet before falling backwards. As he did so, he, too, shrunk, his changes reverting, until he turned back to normal.

Wanting to make sure the danger is over, along with seeing if Aaron's alright, Janice, Jake, and Mary, along with the sergeant, took a boat out into the river. They slowed to a stop once they were near the two unconscious boys.

"So, what do we do with him?" the sergeant asked, pointing at Harvey.

"Put him under military arrest, for counts of mass homicide, destruction and intended homicide. I'll have a discussion with his parents about what to do with him after whatever sentence he has is up, though I think at this point, they'll come up with anything Harvey deserves," Janice said.

"And him?" the sergeant pointed at Aaron, who was bleeding heavily from multiple cuts on his body.

"He's a hero, even when I, and the entire town of Greendale, never gave him a reason to save us. After tonight, I think that will change. After all, in a way, I think everything that happened tonight is extreme karma for how we treated him for the past six years," Janice said somberly, knowing what the next few weeks will entail.


Sunday Morning-Town Hall-Everyone's P.O.V.

"Thank you, everyone for coming here. I know it's a lot to put funeral plans for the recently deceased aside for now," Janice said sympathetically as she scanned the room, seeing sad, depressed and shell-shocked faces looking back at her.

She also saw the Dimension family sitting in the back, as they requested, with Aaron wearing a hoodie over his sleepwear, on top of the eye-patch he had over his right eye. Interestingly enough, Aaron wasn't wearing the gem amulet, but that's not important. What she was going to say, however, will shake the view of Greendale's world, not to mention young Aaron's.

"Now, I know that the military had put an end to the Harvzilla threat with the tranquilizer darts, and know that Harvey Kinkle Jr. is put in a military prison in Riverdale for his actions right now.

"However, it was thanks to one individual who distracted Harvzilla long enough for the military to end the threat. The one individual that, for six years, we had hated for something that most of you don't remember, but feel like you should hate him for anyways. The individual in question is young Aaron Draco Dimension. Or rather his real name is, Aaron Milhouse Dastardly," Janice said as everyone started causing an uproar about the news.

"The Dastardly?!"

"He's a part of that family?!"

"That means he's a cheat, a spy and a thief!"

Those were some among the shouts, as Jake and Mary held Aaron's shoulder protectively, while Aaron's face had confusion that gave way to shock written on it.

Janice held her hands up, silently asking for everyone to settle down, which they surprisingly did.

"I know everyone is aware of the Dastardly line not so nice history. However, they're not all bad. Aaron is living proof of that. Not to mention his father, Jacob Dimension. Or, as he used to be known back when he and I were in college, the Dread Baron." This time, Janice could barely prepare herself for everyone's anger.

"Jake is the Dread Baron?!"

"No wonder everything went wrong: Aaron inherited the Dastardly's bad luck!"

"The whole family are cheating, spying, thieving scumbags!"

Once again, these were among the shouts that were quickly getting much more rage-filled as everyone started to turn towards the Dimensions.

"Enough!" Janice shouted, getting everyone's attention. "I get your anger, your grief. I've been through the same thing back then. But if we are going to get pissed off at someone for their heritage, then we're no better than the very person who had caused this whole incident in the first place!" Janice shouted, causing everyone to stand there, speechless.

"For years, I had hated Aaron. Not just for the incident back in 2005, which I started to realize he was not responsible for in anyway, but also because of how I was jealous of Jake, of his whole family and their success, regardless of their bad actions, and how, despite the Really Rottens' poor success rate, he and his team enjoy the Laff-A-Lympics in their own way.

"However, it took this incident, caused by Harvey Kinkle Jr. due to his own jealousy and unwarranted anger towards Aaron and Sabrina, that caused me to realize that if we continue this cycle of hatred towards someone who never did anything to deserve it, then we become our own monsters.

"That's why, due to his part in stopping the Harvzilla threat and preventing more casualties, I'm giving Aaron the Medal of Honor," Janice concluded as Aaron slowly stood up and walked over to the front of the room. Janice, holding up the award, which was a golden medal shaped like a star on a blue band, put it around Aaron's neck.

After everyone slowly, but genuinely, applauded, Aaron sat back down with his parents.

"The second, and last thing in this meeting, is that the Stone family had generously agreed to sell everything they own, along with their property, to cover the cost necessary to repair Greendale," Janice said, as Filthy Frank stood up, angered.

"WhAt?!" he shouted.

"You heard me. If you have any complaints, then we can talk about it, after this meeting is over. But note that no amount of bribes will change my mind," Janice said, concluding the meeting as everyone soon left.


Meanwhile-Greendale Hospital-Salem's P.O.V.

"That kid will die even if I have to get my paws dirty," Salem hissed under his breath, crawling into a hospital room. He had overheard that Aaron was staying in this particular room, recovering. And now, his vengeance will be his.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said the annoying 'good' part of him.

"I thought I smother you from existence," Salem snapped.

"You can't get rid of me. Though, from this point on, I'm no longer a part of you," Good Salem said.

"What do you mean by that?" Salem asked, annoyed.

"Easy. I have separated myself from you. I'll find someone who will appreciate the fact that I'm trying to help them, so consider this my final farewells to you," Good Salem said, before turning into a ball of light and vanishing.

"Good riddance. I don't need an annoying voice in my head to stop me from doing this," Salem smirked as he silently opened the door and crept towards the lump in the bed.

"So, the kid is sleeping off the fight. Not anymore, he won't," Salem sneered as he used magic to conjure up a knife. Gripping it, he repeatedly stabbed the lump, only to be surprised that there was no blood.

"You fell for the easiest trick in the book. Even a two-year old would see the old pillows under the blankets trick. Then again, you were always lazy enough to not think ahead," a familiar voice said in a cold tone.

Salem, his blood running cold, tossed the blankets off to see his own pillows under the blanket, feathers spilling out of the holes he had made in them.

"No," Salem said in horror, as he turned around, his worst fears confirmed: Enchantra, rage clear as day on her face, standing in the doorway.

"Never in my lifetime had I ever had someone as dangerous as you! Not even Della is this much of a maniac, and while all she does is try to get witches to be as worse as they can be, she only wants them to prank mortals! She may be my odd older sister, but she isn't a sadist!" Enchantra ranted.

"Did someone say my name?" Della said, entering the room. She noticed Salem and turned her glaring eyes on him.

"Oh, so it's you. Being turned into a cat for an attempt to take over the world, which, by the way, you dared us to, isn't enough for you. No, now we have to factor in that you had intent of shortening someone's lifespan, actually doing that to someone else, and causing the deaths of 100 mortals in Greendale," Della said with no emotion in her tone, due to experience of keeping her emotions in check.

"I wonder, though, if you want Drell to come here to punish you personally? After all, the last time he had dealt with a Salem Saberhagen was back in the 1900s, and things weren't pretty."

"No! No, that isn't necessary," Salem said in a nervous tone.

"You're sure? Because I'm sure he would love to talk with you," Della said with cold indifference.

"Speaking of Drell, he's on the phone, Della," Enchantra said, holding up a phone.

"Oh, guess I'll have a small chat with him," Della said, accepting the phone.

"Hey, Dad. Yes, Salem Saberhagen is here. Sure, I'll put him on the phone," Della said with a cold smirk as she held the phone out to Salem. "It's for you."

Shaking like a leaf, Salem accepted the phone. "H-Hello?" he asked nervously. Suddenly, a burst of flames came out of the phone, singeing parts of his fur. What was said in the flames, though, is something Salem will take to his grave.

Taking the phone back, Della said, "I think he got the memo. See you later, Dad," ending the call.

"Now, to lay down the punishments. Your magic is revoked, your entrance to any of the supernatural realms is revoked, and as soon as Sabrina and Hilda get new familiars, your familiar status will be revoked, along with being removed from the Spellmans' residence immediately.

"Even more, we have given Aaron and his family the highest of protections, meaning you won't be able to get to him. If, and this is a huge if, you managed to get to him, or decide to pull a stunt like this again, you will be brought to court. And being part of Enchantra's domain won't protect you anymore, because you will be brought personally to Drell's court to face punishment. Am I clear?" Della asked.

"Yes," Salem squeaked.

"Good, then my job here is done. And know, your situation is entirely your fault. If you've never done this, you could've stayed in this town for five and a half years, but your own decisions caused you to lose that time," Della said, as she and Enchantra headed towards the open door, before the former stopped. "Actually, there is one last thing," she said, pulling a knife from her boot.

"No, wait!" Salem pleaded, only for Della to slash his left eye, which he managed to keep from being blinded in said eye by closing it. However, he now had a scar around said eye.

"There. Now everyone will see who you are: a monster," Della said, as she put the knife back in her boot. She and Enchantra soon left.


Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda's P.O.V.-Random Hotel-Sunday Night

The three Spellman females were celebrating over the fact that Sabrina had not only survived one Mortal Kombat tournament, but won two of them!

"Hey, we need to let Quigley know, since they've never filmed the finals of the first tournament, nor the entire second tournament," Sabrina said.

Due to her good mood, she decided to stop being mad at her great-uncle. After all, he might've been dealing with the grief of losing his only niece in his own way, even though it wasn't a good way.

"Go right ahead, Sabrina," Zelda said, as she poured punch into the punch bowl.

"Here you go," Hilda said, handing Sabrina the phone.

Sabrina dialed the house phone, and after a few moments of waiting, started talking after Quigley picked up. "Quigley, guess what? I won the Mortal Kombat tournament! Both of them!" Sabrina exclaimed happily.

However, as she listened to what Quigley said, her look of happiness turned into a look of confusion, followed by sadness and horror. "Oh, okay, Quigley. Yes, I will tell Hilda and Zelda. See you tomorrow, and hope things get better. Bye," she said as she hung up.

"Sabrina, what happened?" Zelda asked as she carried the punch bowl.

"What did Quigley say? Is he disappointed in you?" Hilda asked in concern.

"No, it's not that," Sabrina said, before sighing. "It's Greendale. Harvey caused an incident that makes the one that made everyone hate Aaron back in 2005 looks like child play," Sabrina said.

Zelda dropped the punch bowl on Hilda's foot, where it shattered. However, no one paid attention to that. It was whatever happened in Greendale that is their biggest concern now, the celebrations now forgotten.


(A/N: So, we had different ideas of how this would go. One of them would be Harvey, or Harvzilla, would go out like a wuss while Sabrina makes a joke about how the new Godzilla Vs. Kong remake sucks. However, we thought that would be a huge disrespect to the idea of kaijus. So instead, we went with the idea that is this whole chapter, to show the horrors, and the tragedies, of a Godzilla attack, similar to the 1954 film.

We also brought in some references. Not only was the fight scene a reference to Godzilla Vs. Kong, both the original and the remake, but this chapter reference Chapter 16. A main character goes away for a period of time, the other main character gets stuck with the conflict of the episode with no help, and people get screwed over. Except, unlike in Chapter 16, where it was just Sabrina who got screwed over, this time, it's Greendale.

We also have cameos of Veronica and Betty. They'll come back as main characters during the Secret Life story. Finally, the whole Aaron is a Dastardly and his father is the Dread Baron. You might be pissed off at us, or wondering why we didn't bring it up during Friends Forever. Two reasons, actually.

Reason 1: Friends Forever is a pilot episode, so we didn't have a lot of plans about the characters and their history back then as we do now after some planning and discussions. And two, we were saving this bombshell until Interlude 7, only for Andrew, the co-author, pointing out that it doesn't make sense for Aaron to find out in that Interlude when everyone finds out at the end of this chapter, so we decided to put it here.

Anyways, that's the end of this 8-chapter arc, which is the downfall of Salem and Harvey, both in reputation, and their personalities. Interlude 5 will be up tomorrow, along with a special author's note. See you all soon.)