(A/N: Hey, everyone. So, I got a couple of things for you before we begin. First of all, me and my co-author[AKA, my brother] discussed this a couple of weeks ago and decided to make Across The Multiverse Productions into a shared crossover universe, instead of just a series of fanfictions. So instead of random stories taking place in different universes and different timelines, we're having all the stories share the same universe and taking place within one timeline that doesn't change. Thus, we dubbed it Across The Multiverse ProductionsVerse[Or ATMPVerse for short]. Second, like we established for this story, we're going to have different stories having different main characters[i.e. original source materials, we're sticking to the main characters in those, fan-made stories, we're picking characters that feel right and so on]. Finally, the co-author had uploaded family trees, trivias and other assorted facts about ATMPVerse on his DeviantArt page. Here's the link to his page if you're interested. DeviantArt link: supersaiyan41998
Finally, we would like it if you could comment on this story and the Friends Forever story, as we want to know what you guys like about it, if there's any mistakes we made, or if there are any questions regarding our stories. Actually, any comments would be welcome, now that I think about it. Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter. Please drop a comment, and hope you enjoy your holidays.)
Salem's(Thankfully Brief) P.O.V-Saturday
"Hmm. What plans will I make this time?" Salem mused to himself, before looking at a random stray dog. Then, a horrible idea popped up in his head.
"I know. I'll turn that dog into a handsome stud, then introduce him to Hilda and Zelda. Then, I'll watch them duke it out, while laughing about how I emotionally manipulated them! Proving I'm better at this than that brat named Aaron Dastardly!" Salem gloated while cackling like a madman.
Suddenly, Aaron dropped down behind Salem and kicked him in the rear end, sending him into the atmosphere. "That's for yesterday, Saberhagen!" Aaron exclaimed.
Everyone's P.O.V.-Spellman's Residence, Living Room
"Come on, nerds! It's time to go shopping!" Hilda exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Sabrina and Zelda cheered as they ran down the stairs.
Given this was the first normal weekend in months, the three Spellman females had decided to go out on a shopping spree. While it was to buy some stuff, obviously, it was also so the three of them could hang out together for the first time in a long time.
However, as the three of them were about to leave, Quigley walked into the house with the mail.
"Hilda, there's a letter addressed for you," he said, handing her said mail.
"Oh, goody!" Hilda exclaimed, taking the letter. Then, to Sabrina's shock, Hilda ate the letter. There were fax machine noises coming from Hilda's body, ending with her rear end, where the opened letter fell out of.
"Quigley, Zelda, I need an adult," Sabrina said with a horrified face.
"Don't worry, it's probably some go-Oh no!" Hilda exclaimed, once reading the letter.
"What's wrong? Did someone break up with you again?" Sabrina asked.
"No." Hilda said.
"Did a boy band split up?" Quigley asked, knowing how Hilda read news about any and all boy bands/singers.
"No." Hilda said.
"Is it the shipment of your fake legs being delayed?" Zelda asked, causing Sabrina and Quigley to be surprised.
"No, though that would be scary," Hilda said.
"Then what is it?" Sabrina, Quigley and Zelda asked.
"My driver's license is revoked. Since last month!" Hilda exclaimed.
"What? Hilda, I thought you renewed it!" Zelda said.
"I did! At least, I thought I did," Hilda said.
Flashback-November-Hilda's P.O.V.
"Time to go renew my driver's lic-Oh look, a butterfly," Hilda said, distracted by a butterfly flying past her as she drove.
Suddenly, Hilda hit the guardrail, launching out of her car and falling into the water below.
Present Time-Everyone's P.O.V.
"Luckily, I didn't land in the big sharp rocks at the bottom. Only one small one got stuck in my foot, which it still is, but I'm fine," Hilda assured everyone.
"Then explain why it's not small then?" Sabrina asked, having just pulled it out, revealing that it was as tall as Hilda.
"So that's why it hurts like sin. Then again, I have to go to driving school again," Hilda groaned. "Anyways, since I can't go to the mall since I need to renew this, it would be fair that you two can't go to the mall to go on the shopping spree," Hilda added.
"Wait, how did this change from being your problem to being our problem?" Zelda asked.
"Because Zelda, you don't have a driver's license. And while Sabrina, somehow, got one before we went to New York without anyone knowing, she can only drive go-karts." Hilda points out.
"Yeah. And there isn't any in Greendale, so she has a point." Sabrina admits.
"So, until I get my driver's license renewed, no shopping spree. Hilda, away!" Hilda said, jumping out of the window.
"Son of a bit-" Zelda began to say.
"Wait, Hilda had a fake leg this whole time?" Sabrina asked.
"I'm just as surprised as you are," Quigley said.
"Um, let's just say I tried springing a witch trap on her shortly after Madison's death. She avoided it, but got herself stuck in a bear trap. And the bear got to her first. The only time back then that not only was I not happy with what happened, but also tried to save her," Zelda said.
"Does anyone else in this family have fake body parts?" Sabrina asked.
"Um, you kinda do. You have a fake eye." Quigley said.
"...What?" Sabrina asked.
"Let's just say your grandmother on your mom's side tried to teach you survival skills...when you were three," Zelda answered.
Flashback-2002-Backyard
"Okay, who's ready for some gun safety training?" Lara Croft asked, handing a three-year old Sabrina one of her iconic guns.
"Mom, don't you think Sabrina's a bit young to use a gun?" Diana asked.
"No. I was climbing around the family mansion when I was 9." Lara said.
Suddenly, they all heard the sound of a gunshot, along with the sound of a bullet hitting something squishy, followed by Sabrina screaming.
"Nathan, call the ambulance, now!" Lara screamed.
Present Time
"Your father even stopped your mom from strangling the doctor, who was surprisingly the only one on shift, just because he thought Diana was the one who gave you the gun." Zelda said.
Flashback-2002-Greendale Hospital
"Diana, no!" Edward said, barely holding Diana back.
"He thinks of me as a bad mother!" Diana shouted, trying to grab the doctor, who had a look of fear on his face.
"He's not worth it!" Edward pleaded.
Present Time
"However, Quigley and I don't have any fake limbs," Zelda said.
"Which I am thankful for. Given I was in both World Wars, and there are some survivors who didn't came back in one piece." Quigley said.
"And Madison and I led some brutal conquests. It's surprising that I survived all of them in one piece." Zelda said. Screams of pain and torments soon play out in her head as she remembered some of those conquests.
"Hearing about that part of my dad, it makes it a shame that I'm still recovering from accidentally mentally regressing him and Futura into 12 year olds for a couple of days last month. Oh well, there's always time." Sabrina said, before realizing one thing.
"Wait, my mom's parents are Lara Croft and Nathan Drake? Do they even know that she's dead?" Sabrina asked.
"I don't think so, Sabrina. Last anyone heard, they have been going to some uncharted places tomb raiding, for the past few years. So, they don't have updated technology on them, and they won't receive any news from any random person just in case they get tracked by some nefarious parties." Quigley said.
"Oh." Sabrina said.
"However, I'm sure once they hear the news, they'll come here to not only have some closure, but also to bond with you," Zelda said.
Meanwhile-Hilda's P.O.V.
"Dang it! I thought I left driving school behind when I got my license 8 years ago! Stupid butterfly, distracting me and causing this situation," Hilda complained.
"At least I'm still allowed in driving schools, despite my reputation as a driver," Hilda said as she arrived at said driving school.
She got out of the car and walked inside the building, reluctant, yet knowing what she needed to do.
1 Hour Later
"Well, I guess that went well," Hilda said, heading towards the test car. To be honest, she didn't remember taking the written exam, since she tuned everything out. However, she must have gotten most of it right if she's allowed to take the driving test, right?
Soon, the driving instructor, a guy known as Ed, entered the car, sitting in the passenger seat and buckling himself in. "You may start the test, Ms. Spellman," Ed said.
"Um, sure." Hilda said, hoping that things would go well.
However, her mind blanked out when realizing one problem: driving tests require her attention on everything! Not only that, but her efforts were required to be monitored by an instructor.
"What's the first step, Ms. Spellman?" asked Ed.
"1350s?" Hilda asked.
"No. You start the car." Ed said, pointing to the ignition.
Hilda nervously nodded as she slowly turned the ignition on, only to barely avoid a panic attack when the car started shaking violently. "AHHH!" she yelped.
"It's fine, Ms. Spellman. It's just the car," Ed said.
"Oh, yeah it is," Hilda said shakily.
"Now, what's the next step?" Ed asked.
"Floor it?" Hilda asked.
"Yes-I mean no, don't floor it!"
"So, floor it?"
"No! Don't floor it!"
"I'm flooring it!" Hilda shouted, flooring the gas pedal.
Since she put the car in reverse, it shot backwards at a rapid pace. They soon crashed into the brick wall of the driving school. Surprisingly, the car wasn't dented at all.
Ed groaned, but otherwise wasn't hurt. "I think maybe we should wait un-"
"No! I can do this!" Hilda pleaded, putting the car in drive. However, she still floored it, causing the car to go at a rapid pace towards a wall obstacle on the practice road.
"Look out!" Ed exclaimed too late, as the car went through the wall.
"I got it!" Hilda shouted, turning the steering wheel in random directions.
The two screamed until Hilda crashed into a lighthouse, causing the car to stop. "Why is there a lighthouse here?" Hilda asked, her body shaking from the adrenaline.
"It's a replica," replied Ed before turning to Hilda. "And given how this was a disaster, you had only one more chance to pass the test tomorrow before you are required to take the test again next month," he explained, leaving the car.
Hilda groaned as she rested her face on the steering wheel, avoiding the horn. "This is worse than the time Quigley tried to teach me how to drive 8 years ago and I somehow drove us on a golf course! Then again, Quigley was wearing a blindfold for some reason." Hilda said, before an idea popped into her head.
"Of course! Quigley is the key to me passing! I'll have him help me. Wait, he won't help me if I asked him to because he'll think it's cheating." Hilda pouted, before remembering Quigley's passion, besides the planned restaurant.
"Unless, I get him to think he's pretending to help me cheat to help me learn. That way, he won't realize that he's helping me pass." Hilda said, getting out of the test car and heading towards the parking lot.
Later-Spellman's Residence-Hilda and Quigley's P.O.V.
"So let me get this straight. You want me to pretend to help you cheat?" Quigley asked Hilda, the latter having told Quigley what happened earlier with the driving test, and her plans to pass. At least, the plan she wants him to go along with.
"Yes." Hilda said.
"Isn't that still cheating?" Quigley asked, raising an eyebrow.
Think, Hilda. What's the right answer? Hilda asked herself mentally. Suddenly, a handsome boy appeared in her thoughts with a lightbulb over his head. Sorry about this. Hilda said to the mental boy as she tossed him to the side, so she could stand under the lightbulb. Soon, she got an idea.
"Not really, since I'm not sneaking in notes to do so. Plus, think of it as one of those situations where if you tell someone not to do something, they'll do it anyway. Either that, or the exact opposite of it. You know, like one of those tactics you sometimes use on us," Hilda said.
"You mean reverse psychology?" Quigley supplied.
"Exactly!" Hilda said.
"I don't know..." Quigley said.
"Think of this like one of your acting roles. You can act like you're helping me cheat, when all you're doing is giving me the wrong answers." Hilda said.
"Did you say acting?" Quigley asked, interested.
"Yes, but if you don't want to help, then I gu-" Hilda pretended to be upset.
"Hold on. I didn't say I wouldn't help." Quigley said.
"So you'll do it?" Hilda asked.
"Yes. Partly because you brought up acting. But mainly just so you can pass your test." Quigley said.
"Thank you Quigley!" Hilda exclaimed, giving Quigley a hug.
Quigley was taken aback, given how he still felt like he has a lot to make for after everything he's done in the past few months. However, he hugged Hilda back. "No problem," he said.
Everyone's P.O.V.-The next day-Greendale Driving School/Quigley's Room
Hilda was tapping the steering wheel, trying to act like there's nothing unusual. Like, say, a radio hidden underneath a hat. Said radio is taped to the hat, just in case anyone's wondering.
"Your driving instructor is coming, so act natural." Quigley's voice said, crackling from the radio, set at a lowered volume that only Hilda can hear it, but Quigley can still hear everything from her end. As part of her plan, Hilda asked Quigley to use his telescope so that he can see the driving test course and know what 'wrong answers' to give her.
Hilda, knowing that Quigley is watching, meaning he suspects if she actually listened, gulped, knowing what embarrassment she must do to prevent that. She jumped out of the car and pretended to act like a cow, and this caused Hilda to internally shudder, eat the grass.
"I mean, act unnatural. Forgot how you and Zelda stick by some witches' logic." Quigley said, as Hilda spat out the grass.
"Ugh, that's something my taste buds won't erase anytime soon," Hilda lamented, climbing back into the driver's seat.
Soon, Ed, this time wearing a helmet, got in the passenger seat and buckled himself.
"Don't give him the apple." Quigley said through the radio.
"Here you go, sir." Hilda said, handing the instructor the apple, which he promptly ate.
"Let's get this over with, Ms. Spellman." Ed said, taking a deep breath before exhaling. "What's the first thing you do?" he asked, covering his face in fear for a repeat of last time's incident.
Hilda starts to panic, as her mind blanks out. "I..." she said shakily.
"Don't start the car." Quigley calmly advised her.
Hilda, slowly losing her anxiety, turned the ignition on, using this reverse psychology to her advantage. Starting the car, though, caused Ed to yelp in surprise.
"Ed. Ed!" Hilda shouted.
"What? Huh?" Ed asked, confused about the lack of any crashes.
"It's just the car." Hilda explained.
"The car? You started the car?" Ed asked, surprised.
"I-I think so." Hilda said, somewhat amazed.
"Oh. Well, what's the second thing you do?" Ed asked.
"1350s?" Hilda asked, her mind blanking out again.
"No, no. Put it in neutral." Quigley said.
Hilda, once again losing some of her anxiety, glanced at Ed. "Put it in drive?" she asked.
"Yes. Yes. Yes! Put it in drive!" Ed praised, clapping as Hilda put the car in drive. "And then what?"
"Floor it?"
"No! AHHH!" Ed screamed, closing his eyes in fear as Hilda was about to floor it.
"Don't freeze, missy!" Quigley shouted, causing Hilda to freeze. "Use your whole feet." Quigley adds.
Doing the exact opposite, Hilda extends her big toe from her open hightop shoe, and lightly presses the gas pedal, allowing it to smoothly go forward.
"Oh gracious. Oh gracious!" Ed exclaimed, going from panicked to relieved. He even began to laugh. "We haven't crashed yet."
Meanwhile, in Quigley's room, he squinted through his telescope. "Okay, you're heading towards your first obstacle." Quigley told Hilda, seeing her approaching the wall.
He hadn't questioned anything about Hilda somehow getting the right answers, despite the fact he agreed to give her the wrong answers. To him, it's just the fact that she decided to go for the opposite of the 'answers' he was giving her, thus allowing her to make the right decisions.
"Ah, at least it's not cheating," Quigley said. Before Hilda had left that morning, he had inspected her to make sure she didn't have any way to cheat. Like any notes or something like that.
It makes him proud that not only does she not hide any notes on her, but she trusts him to keep an eye on her with his telescope, making sure that she passes the right way, while giving her the wrong answers. It just shows how much she is willing to try. Heck, she's even not using magic at all.
Back with Hilda and Ed, the latter realizes what they're driving towards. "Oh no. The first turn. Please tell me you know what to do at the first turn," pleaded Ed.
"Forward." Quigley said, as Hilda turned the wheel left, allowing them to clear the wall. "Left," he adds, as Hilda turned right, driving around the wall.
"Whoo. You're doing wonderful, Ms. Spellman," Ed said, praising Hilda.
(Beginning of montage)
/V-LC99_Nmc8(Listen to the song in the link. It's makes this better.)
Hilda drove up to a stop sign. She stopped and looked both ways, like one would do to make sure that there aren't any pedestrians crossing, then drove forward after confirmation that there aren't.
Soon, Hilda drove around a flagpole, using her left arm to signal the turn.
Quigley continues helping her out by giving out the wrong answers, allowing her to figure out the right ones by reversing Quigley's answers, such as driving over a steep incline, then slowing down when driving down it.
Ed, pleased with the results, gives positive scores on everything Hilda's done so far.
As Quigley starts making a model UFO for his collection, he still pays attention to Hilda's test and gives her the answers.
At one point, Hilda manages to make the car jump over a random anchor in the middle of the road. Hilda and Ed shrugged, deciding not to question it.
Quigley, once done with the model, grabbed a random book and sat down, reading the pages. This, however, doesn't distract him from the task at hand.
Hilda drove through a ring of fire. She even stopped the car and helped an elderly couple cross the street. Once that task was done, she got back in the car, waited for them to be a certain distance away from the street, and continued with the test.
While Quigley was making a sandwich, Hilda did a bunch of tricks. Like driving the car on its rear wheels, driving with her feet(somehow) and even defying physics to drive upside down in the air. All while Ed was giving her good scores.
(End of montage)
"Great job!" Ed laughed. "Wonderful!" he added, as Hilda was approaching the finish line.
"There's the finish line! It's unbelievable. You have shown the most spectacular improvement of anyone I've ever seen." Ed praised. "What's your secret: a little radio set at a certain volume?" he asked jokingly, causing him and Hilda to laugh. Quigley even joined in the laughter, finding it funny.
"Oh, and under that hat is the radio?" Ed joked, causing more laughter between him, Hilda and Quigley.
"And some guy, miles away from here, is giving you all the answers via reverse psychology?" More laughter erupted from this.
Ed's laughter slowly turned to chuckles. "Oh, yes. But that would be cheating." Ed said.
Hilda heard Quigley's hard laughter cackling from the radio. "Cheating!" Quigley exclaimed, still thinking it as a joke.
However, Hilda's face turned from joy to abstract horror as she realized what she was doing.
"I'm cheating." Hilda muttered to herself, realizing her actions. Sure, she would get her licenses renewed, but was it worth the actions she's doing? Not to mention how she had lied to Quigley, who thought he was helping her avoid this outcome, into doing the very thing he's against.
"Ed?" Hilda asked.
"Yes, my most improved student?" Ed asked.
"I think I'm cheating." Hilda said in a hushed tone.
"What's that?" Ed asked, not having heard Hilda.
"I think I am cheating!" Hilda shouted, taking her hands off the wheel in the process.
"You-You let go of the wheel," Ed said, chuckling nervously.
"I do have a radio taped to my hat!" Hilda admitted, taking off the hat to show the radio. "There is a guy giving me all the answers! It's all true! I'm cheating! I'm cheating! I'm cheating!" Hilda confessed, covering her face with her hands in shame.
Back at the Spellman's house, Quigley stopped laughing, having heard what Hilda admitted to. "What?!"
Salem was drinking from a mug when Quigley ran past him. "Where did I go wrong?!" Quigley shouted, running to the basement.
"...Wooh!" Salem exclaimed, only for Sabrina to kick him.
"Who says you can think, Scar?!" Sabrina snapped.
Meanwhile, Ed was panicking due to what's going on. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Ed yelped.
"I'm sorry, Ed! I'm sorry!" Hilda apologized.
"Ms. Spellman, the wheel!" Ed shouted.
"Cheating! I'm a cheater! Cheater!" Hilda shouted, as the car began going in any random direction except for the finish line.
"No, it's quite alright! You can cheat!"
"No! I can't even learn how to drive right! It has to take Diana forcing me to sit down and drive down a hill eight years ago so I can get confident enough to get my license! I even flunked middle school!" Hilda shouted.
"Cheat that way!" Ed exclaimed, trying to get Hilda to drive towards the finish line, but his words fell on deaf ears.
"Cheater!" Hilda shouted as the car crashed into the replica lighthouse again. This time, the front end of the car was smashed up, though Hilda and Ed had no injuries.
"Ms. Spellman, why?" Ed asked, falling out of the passenger seat.
"Ed, I think I cheated." Hilda said, the crash somehow calming her down.
15 Minutes Later-Ed's Office
"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that since you confessed to cheating, and you didn't even cheat into the finish line, you have failed the test. Meaning you will have to wait until January for the retake." Ed said.
"I guess that's fair." Hilda said with a sigh.
Suddenly, one of the driving school's staff entered the office and walked towards Ed.
"Um, Ed, I know you were busy testing her so you didn't hear the news. So, I thought to tell you," said the staff.
"What news, Murray?" Ed asked.
"You know that law that everyone's been waiting for?" Murray asked.
"Yes."
"Well, it's been legalized." Murray said, causing Ed's expression to be shocked.
"What law?" Hilda asks.
"Well, it used to be that if anyone wants a driver's license, they have to take the written test, then the driving test. However, this law allows anyone to take either the written test or the driving test, and if they pass either one, they'll get their license." Ed explained.
"And given the results of your written test," Murray said, holding up the test Hilda had taken the previous day. In bold red ink was 100%, showing Hilda got everything right.
"This means you get your license, Ms. Spellman." Ed said.
Talk about convenience. Hilda said to herself, given how she still failed the driving test prior to the law, meaning that despite her written test results, she still should wait until January. Regardless, she's gonna allow it to happen, thinking that some higher power is giving her a pass.
2 Hours Later-Spellman's Residence
"Quigley, I'm sorry for tricking you into helping me with something that I should've done on my own. Can you forgive me?" Hilda asked.
Quigley was silent for a moment, before smiling. "Of course I forgive you," he said.
"Oh thank God. I thought you wouldn't forgive me, even with this random movie I got for you from a bargain sale," Hilda said, holding up a gift-wrapped movie.
"I hope you learned your lesson." Quigley said.
"Trust me, I learned it. I'll never cheat again." Hilda said, and she meant it.
"Given how dedicated you were to doing this, does this mean you'll be as dedicated with your homework?" Quigley asked.
Suddenly, Hilda flew away, like a poorly rendered animation.
"Oh well, I tried. Now, time to see what Hilda got me." Quigley said, unwrapping the movie, only to see the cover for Godzilla King of the Monsters(1954).
"No. No! NOOOOO!" Quigley shouted.
(A/N: Daggett19: You all might have noticed that this episode is based on the Spongebob Squarepants episode, 'Boating School'. That's because it is. In fact, we're planning on doing a few episodes in the future based on Spongebob Squarepants episodes, because they're fun, Spongebob Squarepants episodes are fun, good and bad, and it's much better than the actual plot of the episode we adapted.
Co-author(Andrew): Implied beastilty in any media except Scooby-Doo.
Daggett19: *Vomits* At least with Scooby-Doo, everyone in-universe doesn't bat an eye when a Doo wants to go out with a human or another animal, and the Doos, while being a family of talking dogs, are more human, given that they are able to eat things that would kill a normal dog. That, and the females in the franchise knows what they're getting into with Scoob. Anyways, see you next year when we get back to the production of this story.)
