He grabbed his coat and dashed out of his home. He read 15:59 on his clock before leaving, waking up not two minutes before he promised to be there. Halfway to his destination, a thought popped into his mind: "Wait a second, I'm a wizard." He looked around to make sure no one could see him and teleported right next to Ozzie's shop. He looked and as he hoped, Molly awaited him next to the lighthouse. He took a moment to breathe, and relax, all while thinking words of encouragement. "You can do this. You can do this." He took a deep breath and walked to the lighthouse. When she saw Molly's smiling face and her arm waving to him, he immediately thought, "I can't do this."

"So why did we come here, then?" Molly asked. "Well, I wanted… to ask you something… and this seems to be an appropriate place to ask."

"Why is that?"

"Uh… well… I'm not quite… sure how to say this…"

And he didn't need to be. They were taken in a blue swirl immediately to somewhere else: The Goddess Spring.

"So you met my double, huh?"

The two of them looked around, puzzled by what had just happened. Witch Princess was right there, too. "You realize that just because we're home doesn't mean the mission's over, right? We still have a huge threat out there that might easily kill us," Witch Princess reminded them.

"Where did you get such a sense of responsibility from?" Wizard asked telepathically.

"You taught me some things. Congratulations, you achieved the impossible." She answered in kind. Aloud, she continued, "So let's see what we can do. Any ideas?"

"Well… what purpose did helping Kevin restore Waffle Island fulfill?"

"Well, there's a Plague, of course, which is the culmination of sadness of an island. It's pretty obvious at this point that this is not one island's sadness, but several. Like a Plague, however, there is a culmination of joy and happiness, made only of beneficial magic, called a Glee. It seemed that the large Glee was just about to be made after this Plague was, and saving Waffle Island pushed that over the edge, and so we now have two magical culminations come together for balance."

"Then what's our mission?" Wizard asked.

"To ensure it doesn't fail."

The trio looked to each other, indeed vexed by the challenge. "How can we go about that?" Wizard asked. "I can already feel its presence growing. The problem is that while the Plague actively seeks domination, the Glee does not. Its only job is to make happiness come where sadness comes, but it does not actively seek to dominate it. Our job, as of now, is to guide it towards the Plague. We know perfectly well where the Plague shall come to." Everyone looked to Molly, and she sighed.

"Gale, I know what you're thinking; play kissy-face later." Witch Princess ordered telepathically.

"And we know that the Glee shall follow the Plague, but where we come in is to make sure that we can get rid of it. It's only a matter of time until we see it again. All my double did was weaken it slightly, enough to keep it out of the island's way. Our efforts along with the Glee shall go to making sure it does not grow to such proportions ever again."

"How long… do you think it'll take to come along, then?" Molly asked, nervously.

"I want to say not to worry, but… I can make no such promises. It won't be long, trust me. In fact, I want the three of you to come with me. We'll be going to the King's throne." In that instant, the three of them were taken once again by that same swirl, and arrived atop the mountain.

"Well met. Shall we begin?" The Harvest King asked.

"Let's move."

"HOLD ON! I'm not doing anything without something special." She held out her arm, and with all her concentration, a broom landed forcefully into her hand. "Perfect. I like to have my own ride, if you don't mind."

"Fair enough. The two of you should come, then." The Goddess said. "Er, are you quite sure we should bring the mortal?" The King asked. "She has proven herself quite worthy. She's coming, too." The Goddess argued. He sighed, but reluctantly allowed her to come, and so was taken in a box to the skies.

The platform hovered well above the mountaintop. She knew the mountain was not quite that tall, but it was indeed tall enough to make Molly nervous.

"Don't worry, Molly. If anything happens, I'm right here to catch you." She smiled and told him, "Thank you. I only hope nothing does happen."

"Don't count on that." The King uttered.

The three of them sighed before hearing something. Wizard heard the familiar sounds, Molly felt cold, and Witch Princess looked ready to fall off her broom. "Your magic won't go out again. Not as long as myself and the Goddess are here. Prepare yourselves." They looked forward and indeed, the black cloud flew towards them.

"Back so soon, old friend?" The King boomed, "My, it has been so long. It's good to fight again." A few moments of silence passed, before finally, they heard booming, evil laughter burst from the cloud itself, and much faster than the last two times, the cloud created its black spear, aimed once again towards Molly. Wizard's reflexes were indeed quite fast, and blocked it in kind.

This time, however, without him even knowing, one came for him too. He was knocked back off the king's platform and fell towards the earth, and before anyone even knew it, a third spear flew towards her heart and pierced it. It stuck out through her back in just enough view for Wizard to see it and scream "NO!" and watch her descent.