(A/N: So, you're probably wondering why Interlude 3 was much shorter than the other two. And I agree with you, I thought it would be longer, and I apologize. When we thought of it, we were thinking of a way to introduce Pearl and Sinbad and how they are jerks to not only Aaron Dimension, but also Madi. However, when we finally crossed that bridge, we(okay, fine. I did since I came up with the plot for the interludes. Andrew noticed it too, but he didn't came up with the plots) realized that there was nothing we can really much do for them. We were saving their actions for the Sabrina's Secret Life story. So we went with the idea we did, AKA, they take advantage of Madi's short memory. We're sorry if you're not happy, but we literally couldn't think of anything else. Anyways, after this, eight more chapters before we take a small break. And remember, pay attention to the special author's note at the end of Interlude 4. Enjoy!)
Friday Afternoon-Aaron's P.O.V.-Dimension Household
"You know, Aaron. It's a good thing you're not at school right now." Sabrina told me over the iPod.
"How come?" I asked, curious. Was it meatloaf day? Square dancing lessons? Or the dreaded bathroom remodeling?
"It's play auditions." Sabrina answered, sounding nervous.
"Of course. But why is it a good thing? I can do it, despite the stage fright." I defended.
"Remember last year?" Sabrina asked in a deadpan tone.
"Hey, if they were gonna put people in detention for creativity, they should put the entire cast of the play in there too." I said.
"You do know I'm trying out for the play, right?" Sabrina asked, still deadpan. Clearly, I wasn't fixing her stomach butterflies issues.
"Um, you, Chloe, and Pi are excluded from the previous comment. Harvey is debatable at times." I said nervously.
"Uh huh. Pi's not auditioning either. By the way, a couple days ago, you called your uncle Green. I thought his name was Emerald?" Sabrina asked.
"Oh, it is. My parents just call him Green as a nickname. I think." I added.
"Well, talk to you later. And think about it this way, you'll be back in school in three days." Sabrina said.
"Yeah. Three, long days." I said. Yeah, I may not like school, due to the teachers and most of the students hating my guts, but I do want to hang out with my friends.
And I do want to pass seventh grade, so I kinda do the best I can. Most of the times.
"Well, just do what you usually do to pass the time, and time will pass much quicker than you think." Sabrina said.
"Okay. See you." I said as I hung up, before looking around at what I could do to pass the time. My parents were busy cleaning stuff(my mom more likely cleaning her weapons supply).
Finally, I landed my eyes on my bookshelf, and realized it was disorganized. Better get that fixed.
Salem, Hilda and Zelda's P.O.V.-Living Room, Spellman's Residence
Zelda was cleaning up the living room, using magic to levitate the furniture and use the broom, vacuum and steam cleaner as Hilda was writing on paper.
Salem opened the door and stormed in, a frown on his face. "Can we please lower the volume? I was trying to take a cat nap." Salem complained.
Just as the vacuum almost bite him(it has a face), Salem exclaims, "Yikes!" and jumped onto the table, avoiding the vacuum.
"I just got a hot tip. Word is, the Witches' Council's planning a surprise check-up on me and Hilda. They're sending Enchantra herself." Zelda explained as she lifted the front of the couch Hilda was on, seeing dust bunnies.
"Yuck! Dust bunnies, take a hike!" Zelda said, zapping them so that they'd hopped away.
Salem chuckled, before grabbing a dust bunny, exclaiming, "Gotcha!" and began to eat it.
Hilda gasped in shock and disgust at Salem's antics.
"Dust bunnies, not just for breakfast anymore." Salem said, dusting himself off as the table slowly landed on the floor.
Salem let out a dusty burp. "Excuse a moi." Salem added, before ducking under a rag that flew over him, off to clean something.
"So why the clean-a-thon?" asked Salem, as he continued to dust himself off.
"Don't you get it? Enchantra's our so-called parole officer. If she's not impressed by what she's sees, Hilda and I can get sentenced to another century in these teenage bodies." Zelda said.
"So, you want her to think you and Hilda learned a valuable lesson about not abusing your magic and would never think of using your magic recklessly." Salem summarized.
"Exactly." Zelda said, as the vacuum and the steam cleaner hit each other, spraying water in her face.
"Not a word, cat." Zelda warned, before turning to Hilda.
"Queen Hilda, a little help please." Zelda asked, sarcastically calling Hilda queen.
"I'm busy. Get Sabrina to help." Hilda said.
"I can't. She's still at auditions for the school play." Zelda explained.
"Yeah. Romeo and Juliet. 'Farewell. One kiss and'-" Salem began to mock the play while sliding on the table, only to fall onto the floor and getting hit by the flower pot he knocked over.
"Hilda!" Zelda persisted in trying to get Hilda to help her.
"Zelda, I'm trying to pick a date for the Homecoming Dance! With 23 lucky contenders, this is not an easy task!" Hilda argued.
"Do you want Enchantra to see a messy house?!" Zelda asked, fixing the flower pot, put water in it and placed it on the table, with the roses back in.
"Please, all I know is come time for the dance, I'm gonna have a hot date, and all you're gonna have is a house that smells like pine. Like always." Hilda gloated.
"Oh, please. I've had more than my fair share of dates." Zelda countered.
"The only date you've had in the last century was with one Edgar Allen Poe, and from what I remember," Hilda said, beginning the flashback.
Flashback-100 years ago
"Zelda, I feel so much more free being with you than that cruel harridan I call my other half. You, alone, understand the murky nether regions of my soul." Edgar told Zelda.
Suddenly, a raven landed on her head, shocking her and Edgar.
"Oh, Martha, however did you find me here?" Edgar asked, as Martha started messing with Zelda's hair while cawing.
"Don't be that way, Martha. This human means nothing to me." Edgar said, as Zelda looked down sadly.
"Check please." Zelda said, done with the date.
Present time
"Face facts. In this life, those of us that can date, do. Those who can't, clean the house." Hilda gloated.
"Actually, I had two dates in the last century, or are you forgetting Madison?" Zelda asked, causing Hilda to freeze up.
"Don't you dare mention that name again." Hilda hissed.
"Why? Because you're trying to hide the fact you killed her in cold blood? At least when we did it, before I decided to change, we accepted that we were doing terrorism, yet you won't acknowledge the person you killed? But of course, you couldn't handle me actually finding love before you, can you?" Zelda asked coldly.
"Mom and Dad wouldn't accept her!" Hilda argued, getting in Zelda's face.
"We had their blessings! It was you who ruined everything! And now you had the guts to brag about finding love in my face!" Zelda yelled, glaring at Hilda.
"What was I supposed to do?! She was a bad influence on you!" Hilda argued.
"And that's justified killing her by kicking her out in the middle of a blizzard, on Christmas Eve no less?!" Zelda demanded, pushing Hilda away.
Before Hilda protested, Zelda continued on.
"If you would to have give us time, we would've changed, she would've changed. But you were, and still are, impatient enough to want the results and will blame everyone else who went along with your plans!" Zelda said, before wiping bitter tears off her face.
"So, go on, be happy with your dates! But know that Madison's blood is on your hands, and with that, my chances at true happiness! You're the reasons I haven't date anyone in years!" Zelda finished as she turned around and continued cleaning, giving Hilda the cold shoulders.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Auditorium, Greendale Middle School
"Oh, by this count, I shall be much in years. Ere I again behold my Romeo." Calista said, trying out for the role of Juliet.
"Get a grip, girl. It's only a play. Plus, at least we don't have Aaron here to cause another incident like last year." Chloe told Sabrina, who was nervous.
"You're right, you're right. I'm just can't seem to get rid of these butterflies in my stomach." Sabrina said nervously before hiccuping said butterflies out of her mouth.
She and Chloe waved their arms around, shooing the butterflies away.
"Um, Miss Spellman?" Mr. Sales called, as Sabrina, still hiccuping, walked over to the stage.
Sabrina walked up to the balcony of the tower onstage with the script in hand and turned to the page where the lines she was doing for the auditions were in.
"And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
"With repetition of my Romeo's name" Sabrina read before reading the next part of the script.
"Juliet approaches balcony?" asked Sabrina, before bumping into the edge and nearly fell off.
"Oops, sorry. Little nervous." Sabrina said before continuing.
"It is the my soul that calls upon my name," Sabrina said, before realizing the line. "Sorry, Mr. Sales, that was Romeo's line." Sabrina apologized, getting more and more flustered.
"That's okay, Sabrina. You read with flair, and passion." Mr. Sales said as he walked towards the stage.
"I did? Cool." Sabrina flashed a thumbs up.
"I want to thank you all for auditioning. Some of you more than others. At least Aaron didn't try this year, I don't think I could handle another one of his 'creative' auditions." Mr. Sales said before looking at his clipboard.
"The cast of characters is as follows: the role of the Nurse will be played by Chloe Flan," Mr Sales said as Chloe was surprised, before accepting the others clapping and praising her for getting the role.
Five minutes later
"And the role of Romeo shall be essayed by a Harvey Kinkle." Mr. Sales said as everyone clapped halfheartedly while Harvey took a bow.
"Additional callbacks will be held tomorrow for the role of Juliet, which is currently a dead heat between Miss Sabrina Spellman," Mr. Sales said, which caused Sabrina to gasp with a smile and multiple people cheering for her, on top of Chloe giving her a high five.
"And Miss Gem Stone." Mr. Sales concluded as Gem walked up to him, wearing a version of the Juliet dress and having a random person dressed as a court jester.
"And for the callback, Miss Stone, you may issue the period costume, I get the idea, but, uh, go ahead and bring the jester. I like him." Mr. Sales admitted, as Gem glared at the jester, causing him to stop and walk away.
"FYI, my little Juliets. At the final callbacks, equally important as a good reading will be how well you understand the true meaning of the play. It's all about the international language of love. The part will go to whichever one of you can articulate the meaning of true love." Mr. Sales explains.
"Run away, now, children. Your ignorance pains me," Mr. Sales stated as he shook his head, pitying the poor kids who don't understand the meaning of plays.
Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda's P.O.V.-Living Room-Spellman Residence
Zelda dusted her hands, done with the living room.
"Hmm, here's a hot dancing daddy. What do you think, Zelda?" Hilda asked, holding up a picture of a random teen boy.
"I'd answer, but I'm too busy ignoring you, and despising you ruining my life." Zelda said as she zapped the cleaning stuff away.
"There. All clean." Zelda said just as Sabrina walked in the room and slumped onto the chair.
"Whew, you look like something I dragged in." Salem snarked.
"What's wrong?" Zelda asked concerned, checking Sabrina's forehead for signs of a fever.
"I've got callbacks for Juliet. Mr. Sales says he want us to figure out the meaning of true love. I'm 12 years old, what do I know about love?" Sabrina asked.
"The meaning of love, huh? Well, I've picture love as a big field of daisies." Zelda gushed.
"Ha! Like you know anything about love. Around here, I'm the goddess d'amour. Zelda's the one you ask when you want to clean a stubborn stain." Hilda retorted.
"You just have to make everything a competition, don't you?" Zelda asked.
"In a competition, you have to have at least two teams. You, big sister, were born to forfeit." Hilda argued.
"Are you calling me a loser?" Zelda demanded.
"With a capital 'LO'." Hilda answered.
"Okay, you're on. I bet you I will have a date for the dance, and I bet you he'll be way more babe-a-licious than yours." Zelda challenged.
"Deal." Hilda accepted.
"The usual bet?" Zelda asked.
"Of course. Loser has to go to school wearing the Rockhopper Penguin suit. Glad to see you're getting over Madison at last." Hilda gloated as she walked away.
"She'll see. This time, I won't be the one in the penguin suit. And this will get even with her for what she's done to Madison." Zelda said, her arms crossed.
"Want a snack? And who is this Madison, anyways?" Salem asked.
"No. And are you like Hilda, trying to pretend to be blind and stupid? Pretending to not remember who I almost married?" Zelda asked darkly, as Salem's face turned to horror.
"Oh no, you have good memories with her! But, as I recall, you weren't there when she held me at swordpoint!" Salem exclaimed.
"Yeah, but didn't you not held up your end of the deal you made with her because you wanted to see her bad side?" Zelda asked.
"Hey, I'm a well-trained professional coward! It's in my resume." Salem said, holding out said paper.
"Huh, it checks out." Sabrina said.
"Yeah. Norville." Zelda said sarcastically to Salem.
"Hey!" Salem said, offended.
"Get lost!" Zelda snapped, zapping his tuna into skeletons.
"What a grump-alina." Salem complained before seeing Zelda's hard face.
Salem smiled sheepishly before leaving.
"Don't listen to them, Aunt Zelda. I think you're high-grade babe-a-licious. And whoever you used to date too." Sabrina said.
"Thanks, honey, but unfortunately, Hilda's right. She's a man magnet. There's no way in the nine NetherWorlds I'm gonna find a hunkier date than her. Given she killed the last one I truly loved." Zelda said.
"How come?" Sabrina asked.
"Let's just say Hilda hates it when I'm truly happy, and Madison made me happy." Zelda said.
"Madison? That's a girl's name." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, I know. I have dated my fair share of men and women, but none of them compared to Madison. She was the best thing in the world. In fact, when she proposed to me, we were planning on giving on being terrorizers of the universe." Zelda said, her face was happy.
"What happened?" Sabrina asked, causing Zelda's smile to fade.
"Hilda happened. Long story short, she pushed Madison out of the church, in the middle of a blizzard, and Madison died from the cold. Since then, Hilda always gloat about how she'll find her true love before me." Zelda said, before sighing.
"Let's check out your copy of the play, maybe I can at least help you with your problem." Zelda said, smiling sadly, before glancing at Romeo and a idea clicked in her head.
"Well, hello, hottie. Sabrina, why didn't you tell me this Romeo was a total stud?" Zelda asked, clearly attempting to be interested.
"Oh, maybe because he's, you know, fictional?" Salem asked.
"Fictional, smictional, he'd make one totally nectar date for the Homecoming Dance." Zelda countered.
"Zelda, are you fine?" Sabrina asked.
"Yeah, why?" Zelda asked.
"Because you were talking about how Madison was your perfect world and now Romeo took that spot." Sabrina said.
"Listen, I'm gonna be honest with you. I'm gonna pretend to get over Madison by falling in love with Romeo. That way, I win the bet with Hilda and get her off my back about Madison." Zelda said.
"Uh, can I point out a few flaws in this plan?" Sabrina said.
"However small they might be, sure." Zelda said.
"Wouldn't Hilda actually believe you've gotten over Madison? I mean, that'll give her a small victory over this whole thing, despite losing the bet." Sabrina said as Zelda realized the issue with that.
"You're right. That defeats the whole porpoise of getting back at her." Zelda said. "I wanna die." A random voice said in Zelda's head, confusing her.
"Wouldn't you claim that Romeo is a stand-in? That he's just a one-time date?" Sabrina asked.
"Of course. Dang it, my anger against Hilda causing me to not think clearly." Zelda said.
"Aunt Zelda, why don't you think about this for a few moments, calm down and try a different angle?" Sabrina suggested.
"Thanks for the suggestion, Sabrina, but I already made up my mind. If I walk into the dance with Romeo, I would smoke Hilda like the waddling penguin she is." Zelda said.
"Um, wouldn't that be cheating? Something that's not like you at all?" Sabrina asked.
"Well, if Romeo were here, he would help you with your audition." Zelda said, knowing how to get Sabrina to go along with the plan.
"Yeah. Then I'd be sure to soliloquy the designer pants off Gem." Sabrina said, agreeing to the plan.
Sabrina and Zelda joined hands, jumping around in circles and laughing.
Sabrina and Zelda's P.O.V.-Kitchen
Zelda was using the combination to open the safe under the kitchen safe where her magic stuff was.
"Time to dip into my private magic stash." Zelda said, grabbing her wand and aiming it at the Romeo And Juliet book.
"It is Romeo I wish to see, wherefore art thou in my kitchen be." Zelda incanted as she zapped the book, bringing Romeo to the table.
Romeo sat on the table, dumbfounded at first, before leaping off.
"Ah, to soar with his light feathers. And so bound, I cannot bound a pitch above. Dull woe." Romeo said as Sabrina and Zelda stepped away.
Romeo ran to Zelda, grabbed her hand, and went on one knee. "Under love's heavy burden, do I sink." Romeo said.
"Ah, sweet mother of Shakespeare." Zelda said.
"You lowdown, dirty witch! How dare you cheat to win the bet?!" Hilda demanded from the kitchen door frame.
"You're just jealous you didn't think of it first...this time." Zelda said, brushing off Hilda's anger.
"Earth to Zelda, if Enchantra sees him," Hilda says, pointing at Romeo, "she'll give us another hundred years of these zit-riddled bodies for sure."
"Enchantra? Enchantra's coming? The very same one that's gonna evaluate Aaron and me?" asked Sabrina.
"Yes! Or did my dippy sister forget to mention that little detail?!" Hilda asked.
"Oh, stuff it, Hilda. Don't act like you care now, when you didn't before." Zelda said.
"And that suppose to mean?" Hilda asked.
"You're only caring because I used magic, but when it comes to cleaning up this house for Enchantra, you were more focused on your love life. Then again, you're out to make my life miserable, because you can't stand me being happy before you. Can you?" Zelda said.
"Look, we don't have time for this petty squabble, which you started by the way. Send him back now!" Hilda yelled, ignoring Zelda's clenched fist.
"It is but the fiery temper of your soul that has found me riddled with love." Romeo said to Hilda.
"Well, maybe he can stay for a little while." Hilda said, poking Romeo's chest.
"Mmm. Springy." Hilda said.
"What about me, you-you puffy sleeved traitor." Zelda said to Romeo, turning him around so that he was facing her.
"I brought you here!" Zelda exclaimed.
"Come, what sorrow can. It cannot countervail the exchange of joy that one short minute gave me in your sight." Romeo said, trying to make it up to her.
"Hold the phone, hot tights. A second ago, you were in love with me, what gives?" Hilda asked as she and Zelda glared at Romeo.
"Oh, uh, uh, ah. Poison, my only friend," Romeo grabbed a mug of root beer. "So deserved for bringing such grief to such great beauty. Farewell," Romeo said dramatically as he drank it, before making faces and falling to the ground.
"Romeo? That was, uh, root beer," Sabrina stated.
"Oh." Romeo said, opening his eyes before burping and smiling sheepishly.
Saturday Morning
Sabrina was eating cereal while reading Romeo And Juliet, only for Romeo to climb through the window and fall onto the ground.
"You can use the door, you know." Sabrina said, not looking at Romeo.
"Who requires doors?" asked Romeo, who pushed Sabrina's book down.
"When traversing, love's a sweet portal." Romeo said.
"Yeah, love. I wanted help on that very subject," Sabrina said, closing the book. "Tell me about love. What does it mean? How would Juliet describe it?"
"Love? It turns her lips into two blushing pilgrims, standing ready to smooth the rough heart with a tender kiss." Romeo explains.
"Oh yeah. Nothing says romances like a pilgrim." Sabrina says, opening her book again.
"Romeo, Romeo, did you sleep well?" Hilda asked from the door frame, wearing a white dress that cause Sabrina to gasp in shock.
"How could I not?" Romeo asked, sliding on his knees towards Hilda, and took her hand in his.
"With you in my dreams, fair Hilda." Romeo added.
Hilda chuckled at that. "Oh, you. How about breakfast?" Hilda asked as she conjure up a feast on the table, while Sabrina look at the floor, sad that she's not making progress with her true love idea.
Not that Hilda cared at all. "Just a little something I whipped up," Hilda bragged, before Sabrina turn to see something that shock her once again.
Zelda walked in, wearing a black dress. "You're not really gonna serve Romeo that warmed over witch slop, aren't you?" asked Zelda as she conjure up a vacuum with two seats on the top.
She hopped in one and the vacuum moved forward, causing Romeo to fall in the other, much to Hilda's protests.
"How would you like to take a ride in my F1 63,000? It's turbocharged, complete with limited edition racing stripes." Zelda explains.
"Let us tickle the senseless rushes with our heels." Romeo suggested, putting his hand on Zelda's. Only for Hilda to get in the middle of the two, pissed.
"No matter what era they're from, boys love toys." Zelda said to no one in particular, before thinking of something.
"Did I mention there's 200 dragon power of suction under the hood?" Zelda asked as she was about to push a button, only for a big wind to come out of nowhere, kicking everything into the air.
"Wow, that's some powerful engine!" Sabrina remarked, holding on to her chair as the wind blew around the table.
"It's not me nor the F1 63,000. It's someone from the Witches' Council arriving." Zelda explains as she and Hilda pushed Romeo under the table, just as red smoke appear.
From the smoke is Enchantra, standing firm. She has normal skin color for a human, black hair, a silver crown, red clothing with black boots, silver wristbands and a purple silk ribbon in front of her pants.
Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda stood up and put their hands behind their backs, smiling at Enchantra like they have nothing to hide.
"Enchantra, nice of you to drop in." Hilda said.
Ten minutes later
"It's your lucky day, darlings, because you two have been so good," Enchantra said before eating some grapes," about not abusing your magic..." Enchantra trailed off after hearing snickering from Salem and glared at him.
Salem, sheepish and caught in the act, try to cover it as coughing.
"Salem, honey, how long has it been since you got a distemper shot?" Hilda asked, causing Salem to be speechless.
"I think it might be time for a long, slow visit to the vet." Hilda said.
"'Scuse me. Dust ball," Salem said, walking backwards towards the door.
"Excusez me. Attention back on the most important person in the room, please. As I was saying, the Witches' Council, of which I am the boss, has generously decided to grant you," Enchantra pointed at Zelda, "and your sister," she pointed at Hilda, "early release from those horrid teenage bodies." Enchantra said.
Sabrina saw Romeo's hand grasping for something to eat and gasp, as Hilda and Zelda glance at each other.
The twelve year old half-witch grabbed a wooden spoon and whacked Romeo's hand, causing him to exclaim in pain as Sabrina hid the spoon and smile sheepishly.
"What was that?" demanded Enchantra, having heard that.
Zelda glance down at Salem, who was behind her. "Just the cat," she said, stepping on his tail, causing him to cry out in pain.
"See?" asked Zelda nervously.
"Well, Enchantra, thank you so much for bringing us the good news. I know how busy your social calendar is." Hilda said, trying to get Enchantra to leave.
"I'll be back in a few hours to reverse the spell." Enchantra said, as she got up from the chair.
"And we'll have a big celebration dinner." Enchantra walked over to the door.
"Oh, and P.S. I may be dropping in to check up on you, so behave!" Enchantra said, disappearing in a cloud of red smoke.
"Boy, that was close." Sabrina said.
"We've got to get rid of the Eliza beef cake, fast!" Hilda stated.
Living room-two minutes later
Sabrina flipped through Zelda's book, as she, Zelda, Hilda, Salem and Romeo were sitting around the coffee table.
"I found the spell!" Sabrina said.
"Ah. Now it's time to say goodbye to present company, say this fair day. Go back to what ye be." Zelda incanted, trying to use the spell, only for it to not work.
"Huh?" asked a confused Zelda.
"Nice work. We're doomed and it's your fault!" Hilda shouted.
"Look!" Zelda slammed the book on the table. "If you weren't obsessed with having to outdo me all the time, I never would've conjure him up!" Zelda said.
"You deserve it! You're the one who's always 'I'm Zelda, girlfriend to Madison Delilah Gorath, the terrorizer of many, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm also mature and wiser because I'm older.' I hate that!" Hilda shouted.
"Have you ever thought the reason why I act like that is because you won't grow up and smell the coffee? Then again, you never could, since you were too focused ruining my life because it doesn't suit you!" Zelda shouted back.
"Like I always say, never send a witch to do a cat's job. You forgot to read the fine print." Salem pointed out.
"What fine print?" Zelda asked as she and Hilda look at the page, temporarily forgetting their feud.
"The spell only works during a full moon! At night!" Sabrina explains.
"So what do we do with Romeo for the next twelve hours?" Salem asked.
Twenty minutes later-Greendale Community Center
"This'll never work." Hilda said as she, Zelda and Sabrina walked with Romeo, who was wearing a baseball cap, a green long-sleeved shirt with a yellow stripe, a pair of jeans and sneakers.
"We've got to make him blend in. We'll be doing the puberty polka for 300 years if Enchantra finds out we've been abusing magic again." Zelda said.
"What do you mean, 'we'?" Hilda asked.
"Don't be so literal." Zelda told Hilda before facing Romeo.
"Okay, pop quiz. Who are you again?" Zelda asked.
"Monty Labinwaits. Your exchange student, from Detroit." Romeo said before ripping off the legs of the jeans, making them short jeans.
A feather flew to the ground, which Romeo picked up and put on his hat.
"You could take the boy out of Verona," Zelda sighed.
Sabrina's P.O.V.
Sabrina was writing something down in a notebook.
"Oh, parting is such, sweet sorrow." Romeo said.
"That new guy is more sensitive than Johnny Depp." A random female gushed.
"Huh?" Hilda asked before face-palming herself.
Later in the gym, Sabrina, Zelda and Romeo walked in as the coach blew his whistle.
"Capulets, put up your swords!" Romeo exclaimed, pulling out his sword and accidentally stabbing the ball.
"You know not what you do! I do but keep the peace. Farewell, fair ball. Thou may have lost the battle, but thou hast won the game." Romeo said.
"What a dreamboat." Said the same female and her friend as Sabrina wrote down some more.
As Sabrina walked down the hallway, Romeo climbed in only to fall down. As Sabrina looked at him in concern, he shrugged sheepishly.
That evening-Kitchen-Spellman's Residence
"Guess what?! I may have a shot at playing Juliet after all! Romeo promised to be my partner at the callbacks tonight." Sabrina explained to Hilda and Zelda.
"WHAT?!" The two asked.
"No, no, no. Romeo said he was taking me to the dance tonight. Before the full moon comes out." Hilda said.
"Wait a minute! He said the same thing to me. That two-timing lowlife!" Zelda said.
"Three-timing lowlife." Sabrina said, just as the three Spellman females realized one thing.
"Enchantra!" They exclaimed.
"Uh oh, where's Romeo?" Sabrina asked.
Enchantra's P.O.V.-Outside the Spellman's Residence
"Well, what do we have here?" Enchantra asked, seeing a handsome young lad outside smelling the flowers.
The young lad turn to look at her.
"Such beauty I have never seen. The all-seeing Sun never saw thy match since first the world begun." The young lad said, getting on one knee and holding a flower out to Enchantra.
"Oh, you devil, you. Behave." Enchantra said with a blush, accepting the flower.
At that moment, Sabrina, Hilda, Zelda and Salem walked out and gasp, seeing Monty with Enchantra.
"Listen girls, Monty and I are gonna head out for a little romantic dinner. Be back late. Real late." Enchantra said.
"Well, may as well zap us back before you head out. You know, get it out of the way, so you can have some fun." Hilda suggested.
"Oh, I can't possibly think about performing an elaborate incantation right now. The transformation spell can wait." Enchantra said as she and Monty left.
"But think about all the free time you'll have once that silly spell is done." Hilda said while Sabrina and Zelda was shocked.
"I said NO!" Enchantra yelled, her face becoming a purple monster for a second.
"Shall we, pudding?" Enchantra asked Monty as the two left.
"Ciao now, darlings." Enchantra said.
Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda's P.O.V.
"All's well that ends well." Salem said smugly, as Hilda and Zelda glared at him. They zapped him with magic, putting him in a boiling cauldron, all tied up with a apple in his mouth.
"Very funny, ladies." The apple muffled Salem's words.
Everyone's P.O.V.-That night-Restaurant by Greendale Lake
Enchantra and Monty were at a table, enjoying each other's company as a waiter, wearing a Cupid outfit, walk up to them.
"We'll have the casanova crabcakes, the Cleopatra papaya, and for dessert, the Warren Beatty baklava." Enchantra said.
"Mm, but of course, madam." said the waiter with a French accent.
"Oh, Enchantra, you still love sweet bait from fearful hooks." 'Monty' praised.
"Boy, you sure talk the talk." Enchantra said, feeling flustered.
The waiter rolled his eyes and walked off to get the order prepared.
Meanwhile, Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina was behind a statue.
"Can we please get this show on the road?" Sabrina asked as she, Hilda and Zelda hid behind the statue again.
"I'm gonna miss my callbacks." Sabrina reminded her aunts.
"If Enchantra finds out that her new smack daddy is a fictional character, we're all in deep witch water!" Hilda whined.
The three Spellman girls tiptoed behind the heart-shaped fish tank over to the pink heart across from 'Monty' and Enchantra and peek over it.
"We need to create a distraction." Zelda suggested.
"Leave it to me." Hilda asked.
"Are you sure? We can't blow our cover. This needs to be a surgical strike. Quick, clean and above all, subtle. Not like you." Zelda said in a cold tone towards Hilda.
"I'm the queen of subtle, of course it's like me." Hilda assured as she gave Zelda and Sabrina a wink.
She took three walked backwards and began to use her magic, just as the waiter grabbed a green lobster and walked behind her, not seeing her.
The lobster did, though, and pinched her on the buttocks, causing her to exclaim and fire off the spell. It bounced off a random platter and zap all the sea critters and the remaining lobsters, causing them to sing and dance, much to everyone's shock.
The oysters soon squirted water in Enchantra's face, surprising her.
"Ah, yes Hilda, that was very subtle." Zelda said sarcastically as Hilda facepalmed.
"Something fishy is definitely going on here." Enchantra said, steam coming literally from her ears as she stood up.
"This ridiculous stunt has witch prints all over it." Enchantra said, before turning around.
"If hiding witches is the case, let me see their face to face!" Enchantra incanted, zapping the heart away, revealing Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda hiding nervously.
"Oh, hi, Enchantra. Just thought to pop in and see if you needed anything. Melted butter?" Hilda asked nervously.
"You've got two seconds to tell me what's going on here before I turn you into poached salmon." Enchantra threatened.
"Oh, mischief, thou art swift to enter the thoughts of desperate men." 'Monty' added.
"Well, ladies?" asked Enchantra.
"Well, in a nutshell, Monty is really a Montague. As in, Romeo Montague from the Shakespeare play." explained Zelda as Enchantra looked at Romeo and then back at Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina.
Enchantra's ear shot off steam as her face became the purple monster face again, her eyes were red and her smile barely contained her rage as Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda gasp in shock and horror.
"How dare you make a fool out of me? Letting me throw myself at a fictional character?" Enchantra asked in a deadly calm tone.
"If it makes you feel any better, we threw ourselves at him too." Hilda interjected.
"Hilda, you're not helping." Zelda hissed to Hilda before looking at Enchantra.
"Although we did knew he wasn't real." Zelda said as Hilda chuckled nervously.
"Just nominate us for the old wet tea bag award." Hilda added.
"You two aren't helping your cases." Sabrina whispered to them, as Enchantra wasn't amused before facing Romeo.
"It being too long, but now's the time, return to where they speak in rhyme!" Enchantra incanted, zapping Romeo.
"Boms, take your last embrace," Romeo said as he was sent back to his home.
"And now for your punishment," Enchantra growled, whirling around to to face Hilda and Zelda.
"I sentence the two of you to spend another 500 years as teenagers!" Enchantra decreed as Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina hugged each other.
"May I say one thing?" Zelda asked firmly.
"But of course, darling." Enchantra said, allowing Zelda to speak.
"I'm the one who's been abusing magic this time, not Hilda." Zelda said.
"Zelda, shh. Don't make it worse for yourself." Hilda said, trying to convince Zelda not to go through with this.
"Like you haven't already?" Zelda whispered bitterly, shaking off Hilda's arm.
"I conjured up Romeo, and Hilda was helping me cover up my crime. It's all my fault because I let my anger get the best of me and it's only fair that I should serve both our punishments." Zelda said.
"Let me get this straight. You're willing to sacrifice your well-being and endure hundreds of years of suffering all to spare you sister?" Enchantra asked.
"Well, uh, yeah. I guess so." Zelda said.
"Self-sacrifice? What a touching novelty. Very well. Zelda, your attempt at nobility amuses me. I offer you this compromise: three additional years of probation for you both." Enchantra said as Hilda and Zelda smiled.
"And, you both have to dress up like Rockhopper Penguins." Enchantra concluded.
"Oh, thank goodness." That's great." Hilda and Zelda said, accepting that as Sabrina smiled, realizing the meaning of true love.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Thirty minutes later-Auditions
Sabrina ran in the auditorium. "Sorry I'm late, Mr. Sales," apologized Sabrina.
"Good of you to join us, Miss Spellman. Now, the callback can begin." Mr. Sales said.
"I'm gonna do something a little radical tonight. Instead of lines, I want both potential Juliets to tell me what the play is really about, in your own words," Mr. Sales explains.
"Color me Juliet, jester dude." Gem said as the jester handed her a stack of papers. No doubt she didn't do her own work and have someone do it for her, as usual.
"Well, in my own words, with no help whatsoever from the Shakespearean scholars that my extremely wealthy father hired," Gem said as said scholars waved before she cleared her throat.
"The theme of love in this play means the desperate measures to which one soul will pursue such infinite depths of undying affection." Gem said, reading off the paper.
"Well plagiarized, Miss Stone." Mr. Sales said.
"Thank you, Mr. Sales." Gem said while bowing as she walked off the stage, while Sabrina walked over to the spot Gem stood at only seconds before.
"Love is, um," Sabrina said, looking at Mr. Sales, the jester and Chloe.
"That is to say," Sabrina said, before glancing at Hilda and Zelda.
"Love is a willingness to sacrifice everything for another person. Be it a boyfriend, a girlfriend, a friend, a brother, a sister, parents, grandparents or aunts and uncles. Love is caring about them more than yourself. Even when it might hurt sometimes to do so. My Aunt Zelda has taught me that." Sabrina said.
Long story short, she got the role of Juliet.
Sunday Night
"Then move, my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips by thine my sin is purge." Harvey said as he was about to kiss Sabrina.
She was so nervous she hiccuped a butterfly and nervously chuckled. "How did that get in there?" She asked, playing it off as Hilda and Zelda looked at the butterfly.
Zelda's P.O.V.-Hours later-Zelda's Room, Spellman's Residence
"So, I never got the chance to thank you." Hilda said, leaning on the door frame.
"What for?" Zelda asked, on guard.
"For offering to take my punishment like that." Hilda said.
"Please, I didn't do it for you." Zelda said.
"But-" Hilda began.
"I meant what I said. About how you ruined everything. I only did it for Sabrina, so she could find the meaning of true love." Zelda said coldly.
"But we're sisters!" Hilda protested.
"No! We may be related by blood, but the day you killed Madison, you also broke whatever fragile sisterhood we had! Which was fragile because you like to make everything I do a competition." Zelda snapped.
"B-" Hilda protested.
"What's even worse is that like Quigley, you used Sabrina as a excuse to live here! And all you two do is tell her to be herself, but throw her under the bus once she does.
"One of these days, if you two don't make up your minds, I'll take Sabrina and move out of Greendale! And I don't care if Greendale expels her, at least she'll be with someone who actually cares about her! Even if I have to bring her to whatever high school I'll be attending! Now, get out of my room!" Zelda yelled as she slammed the door in Hilda's face before slumping on her bed.
Zelda felt her hand hit something and when she looked up, she saw something she always kept hidden from everyone. Especially Hilda. The engagement ring Madison gave her, three months before they almost got married.
Holding on to the last thing Madison ever gave her, since they never put on the wedding rings, and Hilda burnt Zelda's wedding dress shortly afterwards, Zelda felt herself get pulled back to the very first date she and Madison ever had, back in 1644, six months after she graduated Witch Academy and Hilda went off there herself.
Flashback-November 1644
"I'm back." Madison said, throwing a sword at a random passerby.
"Where did you go?" Zelda asked Madison. The two had been friends for a couple of weeks before Madison left for mysterious reasons two weeks before Zelda went off to Witch Academy.
"Saberhagen failed to hold up his end of our agreement. So I decided to remind him of the price." Madison said, matter-of-factly.
"I honestly don't get what Hilda thinks, joining his army." Zelda said.
"She's in school, any decisions made by her are a result of peer pressure. Besides, your parents aren't here, I presume?" Madison asked, a bit nervously.
"No. But you know, you should at least meet them. They'll accept you. Accept us." Zelda said.
"I wish I had your faith in the magic race. Then I might believe Ariel for once in my slacker life." Madison said.
"Okay, you don't have to talk to them yet if you don't want to. We can take this at a slow pace. But I do feel bad for keeping this a secret from them." Zelda said.
"Me not helping with that, haven't I. I haven't been the nicest being you've been hanging out with." Madison said, sadly.
"Of course you're the nicest being. Besides my parents, and they don't count because they're my parents of course, you're the first person to be nice to me, ever." Zelda assured.
"I'm afraid my own parents, along with every other being, besides Ariel, would strongly disagree with you." Madison said, tears coming down her face with the memories of what everyone's ever told her.
"Then they don't know what they're missing out on. Plus, are they here right now?" Zelda asked.
"They're all in my head, in spirit, and always tormenting me. I want it to end!" Madison exclaims, grasping the sides of her head as if trying to rip out the trauma.
"Madison, their opinions don't matter. The only opinions that should are ones from the people who care about you. Like Ariel and me. And I'm saying that you're a good person, even if you hide it under your tough girl act." Zelda said, holding Madison's hands in hers.
"...Oh, before I forget, I got an invite from Cinderella to a ball. Word is, her step-sister finally got married. And I was hoping, would you like to go... with this demon?" Madison said, pulling out a golden invite.
"Sure. Only, stop calling yourself a demon. To me, you're a angel." Zelda said.
"You wanted me to meet your parents. I'd fear you might one day know mines." Madison said, solemnly.
Soon they went off to Cinderella's palace.
Present time
The sad thing was Zelda never got the chance to meet Madison's parents, to see how awful Madison made them out to be. They were planning on doing that after the wedding, but, well, Hilda took care of that, didn't she?!
"Madison Delilah Gorath, if your ghost can hear me, I'll always love you. Even if I die lonely, you're the only one I want to be with." Zelda said, looking out of the window, still holding the ring.
Aaron's P.O.V.
"Finally, I got my bookshelf done. And it took me three days, but it was all worth-" I began, before noticing one of the books was in the wrong place.
"You know what, I give up." I said, flipping a random table and screaming into a pillow. Jesus, at least suspension ends tomorrow.