Monday-Aaron's P.O.V.-Greendale Middle School
"Ha ha ha! Ah, it's so good to get away from that Dimension brat!" The mayor/principal(I don't think I ever got his name, nor do I care) laughed, forgetting that me and my parents were in his office.
"Ahem." My mom cleared her throat, causing the mayor/principal to stop laughing and turn his chair around.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! YOU'RE SUSPENDED!" He yelled.
"Yeah, for a week, like you said last Monday. It's been a week." I said.
"..." The mayor/principal was speechless for a moment, before he dialed a number on his phone.
"FRANCIS OF THE FILTH! YOU TOLD ME THAT SUSPENSION WOULD BE THE BEST OPTION OUT OF THIS!" he shouted, followed by a heated discussion with Filthy Frank, AKA, Gem's father on the phone.
After a while, he hung up and pinch the bridge of his nose.
"Well, Aaron serve the punishment, now it's time he gets back to being in school." My dad said.
"Shut up, Jake!" The mayor/principal snapped before glaring at me.
"Unfortunately, I can't expel you, yet. So, you're back in school. But know this, Dimension brat: If you end up in this office two more times, you're expelled from this school. Am. I Understood?" He asked, getting in my face.
"Yeah. I understand clearly." I said, sweating a bit.
"Good. Then go on to your classes. And may I never see you in this office again. You just being in here is making the room look bad." The mayor/principal said, and with that, my parents and I left the room.
Though my dad had to be dragged out by my mom this time.
"Why I oughta-" He began once we were outside the room.
"Jake, I know. But you forget the power he holds. If you punch him, who do you think he'll throw in jail: you and me, or Aaron?" My mom asked, bringing my dad back to his senses.
"I know, b-" My dad was about to say.
"Don't worry about it. I'll keep my head down, wait for him to cool down. Who knows, he'll probably forget about me soon." I said.
"Okay, only if you're positive." My dad said.
"I'm sure." I said.
"Well, okay. See you later, bud." My dad said as he and my mom gave me hugs.
"Ignore Harvey's words. They can't hurt you, unless they're fighting words. Then throw them in his face." My mom said.
"I will. See you after school." I said, waving bye to them as they did the same while leaving.
Okay, time to put one foot forward. Onwards to a normal day of school. My brain said, giving me a pep talk as I went to my first class.
Hours later-Cafeteria
Sabrina, Harvey and I were eating at the usual lunch table. I was sitting across from Sabrina and Harvey, which was good because Harvey was eating spaghetti.
"Glad you're back Aaron. How was the bookshelf?" Sabrina asked.
"I gave up on trying to organize it. Every time I do, there always something out of place. So, I'm just gonna let it stay as it is." I said.
"For the next two months," Sabrina said with a smirk.
"...You got me there." I said, before noticing Harvey wasn't eating.
"What's wrong, Harvey? Lost your taste for mystery meat spaghetti?" Sabrina asked.
"Huh? Uh, oh, uh, yeah, I guess." Harvey said, despite eating a forkful of spaghetti.
"Well, don't worry. I'm making us a six-foot sub for the school picnic tomorrow. You can pig out then." Sabrina said.
"There's a school picnic tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yeah, they announced it last we-oh yeah, you weren't here last week. Forgot about that." Sabrina said sheepishly.
"Ooh, very posh." Gem mocked Sabrina before turning her attention towards Harvey and me.
"Harvey, Aaron, if you two go to the picnic with me, lunch will be catered by a five-star restaurant." Gem offered.
"Save it for your friends, Gem. I'm sure you can buy a few before the picnic. Be sure to get an extended warranty." Sabrina taunted Gem.
"Hey, hey! Look, I'm sorry, Gem, but I'm already going with Sabrina." Harvey said.
"Ditto." I added as Gem frowned at the two of us.
"B-But if I have any room left over, I'll be happy to eat your picnic too." Harvey offered.
"Hmph, don't bother." Gem said snootily as she left.
"Harvey, I've never seen you eat so slow." Sabrina commented.
"Yeah, it's weird." I remarked.
"Why? So you can make a joke about it?" Harvey asked me, ticked off for no reason.
"Hey, I was just saying for a friend! So cool it!" I said, putting my hands up defensively.
"No, you're right. Sorry." Harvey said.
"Are you sick or something? You never eat so slow." Sabrina said in concern.
"Well, not exactly." Harvey said cryptically as he gulped down another forkful of the spaghetti.
"I-I've got an appointment to get my measles vaccinations, and I'm, uh, not too crazy about shots." Harvey said.
"But Harvey, that's so silly. You shouldn't be afraid of shots," Sabrina laughed.
"Actually, I agree with Harvey on this one." I said, shocking both Sabrina and Harvey.
"Huh?" They asked.
"Shots can be scary. True, I don't remember ever getting any shots, but just looking at pictures of them makes me terrified." I said.
"Whoa, did you just say shots?" asked Pi, who walked over to our table and sat down.
"You know, my third cousin got a shot once, and her arm swelled up like a blimp. Took weeks to get it back to normal. Well, almost normal," Pi explains as Harvey gulped nervously and I began shaking like a leaf.
"Really?!" Harvey asked in fear.
"Hey, I heard sometimes nurses can't find a vein and the needle gets stuck and they can suck out all your internal organs. I mean, you'd be hollow, man. Chyah." Pi says matter-of-factly as I screamed like a girl before diving under the table, rocking back and forth.
"Pi, the only thing that's hollow is your head." Sabrina said, poking Pi in the head.
"Harvey, don't listen to him. And Aaron, come out from under the table. That's not what needles do." Sabrina said, pulling me from under the table.
"I-I-It doesn't?" I stammered out.
"Of course not. And Harvey, a vaccination shot is a good thing. It only takes a second, and a big, strong guy like you will barely feel it. Besides, if you got the measles, you might miss our picnic and that's a bad thing." Sabrina said to Harvey.
"You're right. I'm being silly. I think I can manage a little dessert now." Harvey said, holding up a milkshake as Sabrina, Pi and I looked at Harvey shocked and even horrified about how fast he drank it.
Harvey set down the glass and let out a burp, chocolate staining his lips until he licked it off, and the umbrella tucked behind his ear
After school-Sabrina's P.O.V.-Spellman's Residence
Sabrina ran all the way to her house and entered the living room, panting as she walked to the couches, where Salem and Hilda were reading the newspaper.
"Sorry I'm late, Aunt Hilda. I had to walk Harvey to the clinic," Sabrina said, jumping on the couch.
"Is he okay?" asked Hilda, putting the newspaper down as Zelda walked in, with four small empty glasses and a pitcher of lemonade floating behind her.
"He's fine. He was just a little nervous about getting a measles shot. Can you believe that?" Sabrina asked with a giggle.
"Mortals can be such chickens. Lucky for us, witches don't get the measles, right?" Sabrina asked.
"You're absolutely right. We get wicked pox, low broom sugar, cauldron tunnel syndrome, and worst of all, witchitis. There is also the Gargoyle Flu, but thankfully no one had that in centuries." Zelda explains as Salem tried to get some lemonade, only for the pitcher to pour some on him.
"Ew, needs more lemons." Salem complained.
The pitcher snapped it fingers, and suddenly a rain of lemons fell on Salem. Yes, this is a real thing now.
"Not. That. Many." Salem said from under the lemon pile.
"Speaking of witchitis, we're about due for a booster shot. We haven't had one in 300 years." Hilda said.
"You're right." Zelda said, sounding like she was restraining her anger towards Hilda, before glancing at Sabrina.
"And Sabrina's never even had one at all." Zelda said, causing Sabrina to do a spit take.
"Um, um, shot? Y-Y-You want me to get a shot? With a needle, and the everything?" Sabrina asked.
"Is there a problem?" Hilda asked.
"A problem? N-No, why would there be a problem?" Sabrina asked.
"Fine," Zelda said, conjuring up a phone.
"I'll make an appointment now for us to see Dr. Defacto at the NetherWorld Clinic. And I might be able to get Aaron to come with us, he needs those shots too." Zelda said, dialing the number.
"Now?" Sabrina asked, scared.
"Hey, at least they don't check you for hairballs. I just love that tongue depressor. Say 'Ah'." Salem said sarcastically, opening his mouth.
"They said they can get us in right now if we leave immediately. After we make a stop to pick up Aaron. I already let his parents know about it." Zelda said, sending the phone away.
"Uh, I just remember, Aunt Zelda. I have some urgent homework to do, and Aaron needs to be caught up with school since he's back." Sabrina said.
"Now, Sabrina, it won't take long." Zelda assured.
"There'll be plenty of time for homework. And plenty of time for Aaron to get caught up, that's how he is." Hilda added as she and Zelda dragged Sabrina out of the room.
"Now when your writing arm's as big as a blimp." Sabrina whimpered.
Aaron's P.O.V.-Bathroom-Spellman's Residence
I'm gonna be hollowed out by a needle! I'm gonna be hollowed out by a needle! I'M GONNA BE HOLLOWED OUT BY A NEEDLE!
Those were my exact thoughts as I shook like a leaf while standing in the shower with Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina.
(Not like that, you creeps! The water isn't on, and we were still wearing our clothes! You make pigs looked cultured in comparison.).
Hilda turned the knob, allowing the magic to hit us so that we would be sent to the NetherWorld. Hilda and Zelda held on to Sabrina and me tightly, making sure we try to get out as we were zapped away.
Salem's P.O.V.
"Hey, wait for me!" Salem shouted, tossing away his bathrobe and waiting for the magic to hit him.
However, only a small drop hit him, making him feel irked as he was also zapped away.
Aaron's P.O.V.-Waiting Room, NetherWorld Clinic, NetherWorld
"Please sign in." A head on the door said as Zelda signed us in.
"And have a seat, the doctor will be with you shortly." The head said as Salem appeared, brushing himself off.
"I've never seen it so crowded." Zelda said, putting her hand in front of her mouth. Why do adults, no scratch that, everyone think that we can't hear them when they do that?
"Yes. We're expecting a major witchitis season this year. Please, be patient." The head said as Zelda, Hilda, Sabrina and I(having to be dragged by Sabrina) went to take seats as Salem signed himself in.
"Mr. and Mrs. Who Doo." A random person called out.
"Dear, look alive." Mrs. Who Doo said, shaking her husband, whose head proceed to fall off. Regardless, he stood up. Mrs. Who Doo gave him his head and the two walked up to the front as we took their seats.
"I'll make room over her-" Sabrina began, picking up a cactus.
"Hey, I'm sitting here!" The cactus said.
"Sorry." Sabrina said, setting him down.
"Mr. Thorn, you're next." The voice said.
"Hmm." The cactus, er, I mean, Mr. Thorn jumped off the chair and walked to the door.
Again, he got up, and walked over to the door.
"Prickly type, isn't he?" Salem laughed at his own joke as Sabrina sat down on the chair, only to let out a "Ow!" as she pulled out a thorn.
I, on the other hand, was practically scared that I wasn't talking at all.
"Zelda and Hilda Spellman." The door said.
"Be right back." Zelda promised as she and Hilda began to leave.
No, please don't go! I wanted to say, but like I said, scared to the point of not talking. All i could do is let out a small whimper.
A bunch of question marks, exclamation points, percentage symbols and etc. glared at Sabrina, Salem and me for some reason.
And so we waited for a long time.
Of course, if you're wondering, my parents were completely against the idea...at first. Besides the time I was born, and that was mandatory because, well, the obvious point of me being born, they've never taken me to a hospital or health care places at all.
Of course, Zelda managed to convince them by reminding them about how I could get magical diseases, and they reluctantly agreed. Why my dad couldn't take me is beyond me. At least then he'll make me feel comfortable about the whole thing.
But no, I have to pick on on Zelda and Hilda's emotions, which includes the fact they're mad at each other for some reason.
"Salem, what do you think taking them so long?" Sabrina asked nervously, a complete 180 of how she acted during lunch.
"Probably catching up on the last 300 years with Dr. Defacto. I'm more surprise the kid doesn't have any sarcastic things to say about this place." Salem said, glancing at me, still shaking like a leaf, before going back to his magazine.
"Salem, the doctor will see you." The door called for Salem, who groaned.
"I just hope I don't need deworming this time. What a pain." Salem said as he went through the door.
Sabrina was chewing on her fingernails and I was rocking back and forth as we watch a goblin count his gold. He glared at Sabrina and me before holding his gold close to him as we nervously wave to him.
We proceed to glance at the clock. Maybe this will be pushed back to a later t-
Suddenly, I began to remember what Pi said, and glancing at Sabrina, I could tell she remembers it too.
(I know some of you are groaning, questioning if I can still read minds and if I read Sabrina's mind or not. Yes, I still can read minds. No, Sabrina didn't gave me permission, so stop being a wet blanket!)
"My third cousin got a shot once, and her arm swelled up like a blimp." Pi said.
Suddenly I'm hit with a thought. Yeah, being hollow is a major buzzkill on my subscription towards life, but what if my arm becomes a blimp?! I could never write again!
Even worse than that? My parents in that thought finding my arm gross enough to not want to be around me. And as Pi said, the arm would be almost normal, but not quite.
As the thought left, I was on the verge of hysterical screaming and fainting. Sabrina and I exchange glances, and I get the feeling she had the same thing, only she imagined Harvey being disgusted by her arm.
We soon heard Salem crying out in terror, trying to get out from behind the door.
"Salem!" Sabrina and I shouted, imagining the worse outcomes.
"Don't do it, Sabrina and Aaron. Look at what happened to me. I'm hollowed!" Horror Fantasy Salem warned, being a coat rack with hangers for a tail. He soon fell apart.
Sabrina was hyperventilating as I began to think that everything is a torture device, design to give us slow and agonizing pain.
"S-S-Sabrina." I stammered out.
"Y-Y-Yes Aaron?" Sabrina asked.
"RUN!" I screamed, as Sabrina and I ran to the exit and left.
Whatever witchitis is, I'll risk it. Anything's better than losing an arm from a shot and being hollowed out.
Everyone's P.O.V.-NetherWorld Clinic
"Sabrina Spellman and Aaron Dimension." The door said, before noticing the two twelve year olds weren't sitting in the seats
"Sabrina Spellman and Aaron Dimension?" she asked, before being pushed open by a doctor.
"Hmm, you got here just in time, Mr. Thorn. I afraid you have witchitis already. Now, which chair were you sitting in?" The doctor asked.
"That one." Mr. Thorn pointed at the seat Sabrina had sat on just a few seconds ago.
"We'll have it burned, of course. Witchitis is highly contagious to anyone not vaccinated. It's a good thing no one else was sitting there." The doctor said, not realizing how wrong he is as he pulled out a thorn.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Bathroom, Spellman's Residence
"Whew. That was close. Thanks for the idea, Aaron." Sabrina said, as the two lean against the shower walls.
"No problem. Now, if you excuse me, I'm gonna head back to my house and lie to my parents about getting vaccinated. As long as Hilda and Zelda doesn't know the truth, they can't tell my parents." Aaron said.
"See you tomorrow." Sabrina said.
"See ya." Aaron said as he blew into the whistle he had attached to his neck while closing his eyes for a moment. For that briefest of moments, Sabrina swore she saw a magic circle came from it, almost like the one Aaron did four years ago, as it engulf Aaron.
But that's impossible. She even seen his magic, and he never made a circle, before or after that one time. And she's probably seeing things. And so, since it left, Sabrina deduced it to her mind playing tricks on her as she walked down out of the shower, down the stairs, and into the kitchen.
"Hey, Sabrina. I was just making the sandwich for your picnic tomorrow. How was your trip to the doctors?" Quigley asked Sabrina, as she rummaged around the fridge as he was making said sandwich.
"Fine, nothing to it." Sabrina said, closing the fridge before walking over to the table.
"Oh, Harvey likes lots of mustard, and meat and cheese." Sabrina said, before using magic to put the meat, cheese and mustard on, finishing the sandwich.
"Right, well, why don't I start working on the potato salad?" Quigley asked, not even getting mad at Sabrina for using magic.
At that exact moment, Salem walked in the kitchen and sat on the counter.
"You think this will be enough?" Quigley asked, bringing the pot over to Sabrina.
"For starters," Sabrina began before gasping, seeing Salem with a bandage near his tail.
"Salem, what happened?" Sabrina asked, noticing his disinterested expression as he filled up a glass of water.
"Was it bad? Aaron and I heard you scream." Sabrina said, walking over to Salem.
"You bet I screamed. You two should've seen the bill." Salem explained as he gulped down the water.
"Sabrina, why did you and Aaron leave?" Zelda asked, as she and Hilda enter the kitchen.
"Yeah. The receptionist said that you two just disappeared." Hilda added.
"Er, uh, right. See, we were waiting so long, we thought I'd better get back to tough Great-Uncle Quigley with the potato salad and Aaron be with his parents, just in case if they drop a surprise training on him." Sabrina lied as she began messing with the potato salad.
"Sabrina, I was doing quite nicely on my own." Quigley said, grabbing the spoon again.
"Hmm. I think we better get you and Aaron another appointment." Zelda said, conjuring up the phone again.
"Zelda, Sabrina and Aaron can't go back to the clinic. It's a HMO. One visit a year and no sick people." Hilda reminded as she took Zelda's chocolate bar and ate it.
"Oh, gee. Too bad." Sabrina bluffed.
"But, since Dr. Defacto was also our old family doctor, maybe he'll come to us. And we'll bring Aaron over here too." Zelda said.
"Huh?" Sabrina asked, shocked.
"After all, he used to make house calls during the Black Plague." Zelda explains as she conjure up the phone once again to make the call,
"Uh, listen, heh heh. Why rip up the NetherWorld phone bill? This isn't necessary, really. I'm not gonna get witchitis, and neither is Aaron." Sabrina said.
"Hello? Dr. Defacto, please." Zelda said to whoever was on the other end.
"I mean, we can only get it from other witches, and you guys are the only witches we've been around. I mean, sure, there's Aaron's dad, but he's probably been vaccinated already or else he would've come with us. And you guys already got your shots, right?" Sabrina continued.
"Sabrina, are you afraid of shots?" asked Hilda.
"Me? No. Don't be silly. I'll go. Maybe in the next century." says Sabrina.
Zelda got off the phone at that exact moment, and it went away.
"You won't have to wait that long. Dr. Defacto will be right over, and I'll get call Jake to bring Aaron here too." Zelda said.
"We can wait for him in the living room." Hilda said, leading Sabrina towards the living room.
"I'll whip up some more lemonade and call Jake." said Zelda.
"Make sure to use enough lemons this time. Oh, and use a different pitcher." Salem said.
Everyone's P.O.V.-Five minutes later-Living Room
Sabrina was trembling in her seat, the glass of lemonade shaking as well.
"Sabrina, there really nothing to be nervous about." Zelda assured.
"Yes, we all got our shots and lived." Hilda said.
"Y-Y-Yeah, you're right. How bad can it be?" Sabrina said.
"E-E-Exactly." Aaron stammered out, sitting on the opposite couch with his dad.
Just as Aaron and Sabrina went to take a sip of their lemonade, everyone heard a exclaim of surprise from the fireplace and turn their attention towards it, which smoke came out of it.
After the smoke cleared up, they saw Dr. Defacto with dislodged glasses sitting in the middle of the fireplace.
A brick hit Dr. Defacto in the head, causing him to see pumpkins twirling around him. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and put on his dislodged glasses.
"Ow. How does Claus do this?" Dr. Defacto asked, rubbing his head.
"Dr. Defacto, thank you for coming to see Sabrina." Zelda said, walking up to the doctor as he put on his hat.
"And Aaron." Jake added.
"What was that noise?" Quigley asked, entering the room.
"Oh dear! I can see why you call me! Sabria's in terrible shape for a pre-teen." Dr. Defacto said, mistaking Quigley for Sabrina and poking him in the gut. Then again, his glasses are fogged up by smoke, so you can forgive him on that one.
"What?! Now see here-" Quigley began, peeved.
"There, there, my dear. Open wide." Dr. Defacto said.
"But-" Quigley tried to protest, only for Dr. Defacto's bag to land on his feet.
"Ow!" Quigley shouted.
Dr. Defacto grabbed Quigley's shirt and pulled him down so that they were eye-level. "Much better. Now, take a deep breath." Dr. Defacto said, before sticking a tongue depressor in Quigley's mouth to check the back of his throat, despite not being able to see past his ash-covered glasses.
"Well, she sounds awful. It's like there's something stuck down her throat, and I don't like her color one bit." Dr. Defacto explains.
"Oh, Dr. Defacto, that's not Sabrina." Zelda corrected as she led Dr. Defacto to the couches, while Quigley hopped on one foot and started coughing, still having the tongue depressor in his mouth.
"This is Sabrina. And the one opposite from her is Aaron." Zelda explained as Aaron and Sabrina waved nervously.
"They just need a witchitis shot." Zelda added.
"Why didn't you just say so? Very prudent. It's going to be a really terrible witchitis season. Now where's my bag?" Dr. Defacto asked as Quigley held up the bag, an unamused expression on his face.
"Thanks, my boy. Remind me to give you some salve for that skin condition," Dr. Defacto said, taking his bag from Quigley and walked towards the two couches.
"Now let's see." Dr. Defacto said, rummaging through his bags and pulling out something that looked like leeches.
"A-A-Are those bloodsucking leeches?" Sabrina asked.
Dr. Defacto chuckled a bit. "Of course not. Those went out in the Middle Ages. Now we use bloodsucking squids." Dr. Defacto explained before tossing them to the side.
"Ah, here's the vaccine. Now we'll just need a needle." Dr. Defacto said, holding up a giant needle.
Sabrina gulped as Aaron took one look at it and would've went into hysterics if it wasn't for Jake comforting him.
"Whoa, okay. T-That's it." Sabrina said, using magic to make a phone ringing sound.
"Uh, I think I hear the phone ringing. Yes, it's definitely for me, be right back." Sabrina said as she left the room.
"Could you hold this? It's for looping my car. I'm a real do-it-yourself guy." Dr. Defacto said, giving the giant needle to Zelda.
"Ah, here we are. All ready for the little lady and man." Dr. Defacto said, pulling out a tiny needle.
"Sabrina? Sabrina?" Zelda and Hilda called out to their niece.
"See, Aaron? Just a small needle." Jake said.
"B-B-But wouldn't it cause my arm to swell up like a blimp and hollow me out?" Aaron asked, still shaking like a leaf.
"Of course not. That's a ridiculous idea." Dr. Defacto said.
"See? Even Dr. Defacto agrees. And this is the best way to keep you from getting sick, right?" Jake asked.
"Yes." Aaron answered.
"If it makes you better, I'll hold your upper arm for the whole thing, okay?" Jake asked as Aaron nodded. Jake gently held Aaron's upper arm, causing a small smile on Aaron's face.
And with that, Dr. Defacto gave Aaron the vaccine via the shot.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Sabrina's Bedroom
Sabrina ran into her room and shut the door with her body, vaguely hearing Hilda and Zelda calling her name. She walked across her room, trying to figure out how to get out of this situation.
And then she remembered she's a witch, so she shrunk herself with magic and hid in a 'dollhouse' she doesn't remember owning, closing the door just as Hilda and Zelda walked in and looked everywhere, even under the bed. Everywhere, except in the 'dollhouse', of course.
"This is embarrassing. Any sign of her?" asked Zelda.
"Nope. She must have snuck out." Hilda theorized.
"I can't wait any longer, ladies! I'm wait for my golf game!" Dr. Defacto called out from the living room as Hilda and Zelda left, much to Sabrina's relief.
"Getting a shot is scarier than any case of witchitis can ever be. Hope Aaron isn't hollowed out, or getting his arm swelled up like a balloon." Sabrina said as she left the 'dollhouse', only to run back in as Salem, wearing purple pajamas, walked in the room, yawning as he entered the 'dollhouse', which was actually his bathroom.
Salem let out a exclaim of shock, seeing Sabrina in his bathroom. "What are you doing in my bathroom?!" demanded Salem.
Sabrina shushed him. "Is the doctor leaving?"
"Yes, and he won't be back. Now, do you mind?" asked an annoyed Salem.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving." Sabrina said, before seeing something that was important, which rivals the type of stuff Aaron pays attention to.
"Are those dentures?" She asked.
"Out!" Salem exclaimed, not wanting to talk about it as Sabrina left the bathroom and grew back to normal size, forgetting that she was still near the bathroom and got her rear end stuck on the door.
"Hey, hey, watch the crockery!" Salem warned as Sabrina freed herself, dropping the bathroom in the process.
"Sorry." Sabrina apologized softly.
Tuesday Morning
Sabrina yawned, waking up as she got out of bed as she walked towards the mirror to see her reflection.
As she let out another yawn, she noticed something that shocked her awake. Her tongue was green!
"Yuck! I better use extra-strength toothpaste." Sabrina said, brushing off her tongue being green.
Later, Sabrina was going through the fridge. "Sandwich, potato salad, fresh coleslaw," she listed as she closed the fridge.
"All right, looking good for the picnic! I'll be back at noon to pick everything up!" Sabrina called out, sneezing out a small amount of magic on some flowers as she pass by.
As she left, the flowers she sneezed on wilted.
Greendale Middle School
"Ready for the picnic this afternoon?" Chloe asked Sabrina as they walked down the hall.
"Yeah. I've got so much food, Harvey's gonna have to go on a diet." Sabrina said before she and Chloe saw Aaron walking up to them.
"Hey, Aaron! How are you?" Sabrina asked.
"Um, good." Aaron said, as Sabrina noticed that Aaron had a bandage on his arm, since his sleeve was up.
"What happened? Did your arm swell up, or did you become hollow?" Sabrina asked.
"Um, neither. Dr. Defacto just gave me the shot. It hurt for a little bit, but it was small. Then he put the bandage on the spot he got with the shot." Aaron said, pulling down the sleeve.
"So, your arm won't swell up?" Sabrina asked.
"Nope." Aaron said as he walked with Sabrina and Chloe.
"Glad that your arm won't swell up." Sabrina said before coughing a bit, the three not realizing that the locker doors folded open like shutter doors.
Sabrina continued coughing as they passed by Gem, who was about to take a sip from the drinking fountain, only for the water thing to curl up and shoot forward, spraying Gem with water in the face. "Hey!" Gem exclaimed.
"You're coughing a lot. Are you getting a cold?" Chloe asked as the three were next to Sabrina's locker.
"Ahem. Chloe, witches don't get colds," Sabrina explains as she stuck her tongue out at her locker mirror, seeing that she has red polka dots on her green tongue.
"No, but they can still get sick." Aaron reminded Sabrina, while rummaging through his mess of a locker.
"Whatever. Come on, we're gonna be late for chemistry." Chloe said as Sabrina shut her locker after grabbing her chemistry textbook, at the same time Aaron did, and the three head to class.
Aaron's P.O.V.-Chemistry Lab
Soon, the three of us were mixing green chemicals, getting a bad odor from the mixtures.
"P.U., smells like rotten eggs." Chloe said, as I covered my nose.
"Nope, smells like someone's gym shoes with a mouse dying in it when left in a gas station. In the middle of July." I stated, while Chloe rolled her eyes.
"Funny, I can't smell a thing." Sabrina said after sniffing the mixture, before sneezing.
Suddenly, Chloe was turned into a kangaroo, shocking Sabrina and me.
"Gesundheit." Chloe handed Sabrina a handkerchief, oblivious to the fact she was a kangaroo!
Sabrina took it, and looked around as I did. Everyone, except us, were kangaroos!
Sabrina sneezed again, and this time, Chloe had a foot as a head. If her head is one of her feet, is her foot her head?! And not just her, everyone else had the same problem. Except, of course, Sabrina and me.
Sabrina sneezed again, and this time, everyone, except for Sabrina and me(you get the drill by now), were on the ceiling! Chloe wasn't fazed, giving us a shrug as Sabrina sneezed again, bringing everything back to normal.
Sabrina almost sneezed once again before stopping herself.
"Maybe I'm not feeling too well, Chloe. And Aaron, you're right to remind me about the fact we can get sick." Sabrina said as she began to leave the classroom.
"Gee, hope you're not coming down with something, Spellman." Gem said, totally hoping Sabrina is coming down with something.
"You might just miss the picnic." She continued.
"See you when you get better, Sabreeny!" I called out as Sabrina gave me a thumbs up before leaving.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Sabrina's Bedroom
"Symptoms include green tongue, sneezing, coughing and fits of involuntary magic; locker doors rollup, kangaroo transformations, the old 'feet where the head should be'." Salem listed from the book.
Salem walked over to Sabrina and put the stethoscope on Sabrina's forehead.
"Yep, hate to say it, kid, but it looks like you got witchitis." Salem said as dramatic music played and thunder strike in rhythm to it.
"Uh, are you sure?" Sabrina asked before sneezing, turning Salem into a gopher.
"I'm sure." Salem said, looking at himself while Sabrina gasped.
"I got witchitis! Oh man!" Sabrina wailed, covering her face with her hands as Salem turned himself back to normal.
"Please watch where you're sneezing! You're doing magic all over the place." Salem said, ignoring Sabrina's well-being.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Sabrina stated, as she put her face in her pillow.
"Right, that's the main symptom of witchitis. Everytime you sneeze, you do magic without meaning to. And it says here in the book that if you don't get immediate attention, it can turn into hypogermia." Salem said.
"Hypogermia?! Wh-What's that?" Sabrina asked, never hearing that one before.
"How do I know, I'm not a doctor." Salem said, holding up his pre-med application, which says, "Refused" on the bottom.
"Uh, I'm sure it's nothing. I just need some temporary relief. I'm positive whatever I have will go away by itself. But no matter what happens, I can't miss the picnic! Salem, don't you have anything?!" Sabrina demanded.
Salem ran off her bed and came back with a wooden box that had a red gem on the top.
"It's time for the old first-aid kit for witches." Salem said, opening it up.
In it was a huge, perfume-like thing.
"Here, give your nose a spritz." Salem said, giving the thing to Sabrina.
She took it and sprayed it in her face, only for her nose to become long and have warts at the end.
She took a look at the mirror and then read the words on the thing.
"Salem, this is best if used by 1761." Sabrina said coolly as Salem began shaking nervously at her glare.
"Oops, sorry. I said with was a old first-aid kit." Salem defended as a small pink bottle fell out of the box.
"Try this." Salem offered the bottle to Sabrina, who proceeded to spray it while Salem put on a gas mask.
"Hey, I feel much better." Sabrina said, her nose back to normal and feeling better as Salem took a sigh of relief.
"Not nearly as stuffed up. Salem, you're a genius! And I'm off to the picnic!" Sabrina said, kissing Salem on the face.
"See ya!" Sabrina said as she left, while Salem, still in the air, waved goodbye to her before falling to the ground, due to gravity taking hold.
Aaron's P.O.V.-Picnic
Sabrina, Harvey and I were sitting on a picnic blanket. Harvey was eating the sub, I was eating some of the cheeseburgers and cheesy fries I've brought along, and Sabrina got done explaining to me how she avoided the shot.
However, one thing was more important. "Salem have dentures? I knew he was centuries old, but he needs dentures as well? The more you know." I commented.
"I know. I was shocked to," Sabrina said.
"Mmm, this sub is awesome. Hey, you're not eating yours." Harvey said, noticing that Sabrina hasn't touch her plate at all.
Sabrina was about to, only to cover her mouth, as if stopping herself from vomiting, and set it back down.
"Uh, maybe later. I'm not that hungry right now." Sabrina said.
"Well, at least have a little coleslaw and potato salad, before I polish them off." Harvey said, oblivious to what Sabrina just said as he shoveled spoonfuls of the two onto her plate.
"Knock yourself out. Gee, is it getting hot out here?" Sabrina asked.
"I don't know, not really." Harvey said, going right back to eating as Sabrina began to sweat green sweat.
"Hey, are you okay? You don't look so good." Harvey said.
"Yeah, well, I felt better too. I think maybe I've got a little fever, nothing to worry about." Sabrina said, wiping off sweat and wringing out the rag she used to do so.
"Sabrina, are you sure you're fine? I can call Zelda for you." I offered.
"No, it's just a small fever. It'll go away in a few. Or maybe it's a 24 hour bug." Sabrina claims.
"Okay." I said, still not sure she's okay.
Suddenly, the three of us heard a roaring sound behind us.
"H-Hey, what's going on?" Harvey asked, looking at me for some reason.
"Hey, I have no idea. I'm just as confused as you are," I say.
"I-I don't know." Sabrina adds as we looked behind us to see a green blob looking down at us. Scratch that, make that multiple green blobs. Sabrina let out a scream of terror.
"And I should've packed that dagger. Why do I forget it when I need it?" I asked.
One of the blobs looked like it was about to eat Harvey, only to eat the sub right out of his hands.
"Hey, that's my lunch!" Harvey complained.
"And that could've been your life!" I told Harvey.
However, the blob blew up into smaller blobs, scattering around the picnic as everyone starts to panic. Drama kings and queens, it's not the end of the world. That day will happen once dogs and cats become friends.
"Hey, that's my foie gras! And my caviar!" Gem starts to complain, only to stop as a blob started eating her table. "And I'm outta here!" She stated, running off.
"Whoa, alien life-forms are abducting our cold pasta salad! Cool! Chyah." Pi exclaims like Christmas came early watching the blob eating his bowl of pasta. Glad someone was enjoying this display of chaos!
Luckily, Chloe grabbed Pi and dragged him away from the table. Unluckily, the two were chased by said blobs.
"Harvey, give them your food! Maybe they'll go away!" exclaims Sabrina.
"O-Okay," Harvey says as he dumped the contents of his plate into the blob's mouth, which ate said contents.
However, it became bigger, scaring Harvey as he ran off.
"Or maybe not." Sabrina said.
Everyone was panicking as they were in the trees, while the blobs were under them, trying to get to them.
Suddenly, Sabrina's phone began ringing. She rummaged through her bag, grabbing a piece of slime and throwing it behind her, beaning me in the face.
"This better not be telemarketing." said Sabrina as I pulled the slime off and threw it off to the side while Sabrina grabbed her phone.
I walked over to a tree and pulled off a tree branch, before looking at the blobs. Sometimes, it pays to have training, especially since you can be taught to use anything as a weapon.
Sabrina's P.O.V.
"Hi," Sabrina greeted, answering the phone.
"It's Salem. Hey, I found out what hypogermia is." Salem said.
"Let me guess, it's giant-sized germs that eats picnics?" Sabrina asked.
"Well, I see you don't need me. Let me guess, Aaron told you?" Salem asked, annoyed that his thunder was stolen.
"No, he didn't. And I need a doctor, now!" Sabrina exclaimed, before a germ ate her phone.
Sabrina soon ran, not even realizing that Aaron wasn't near her, all the way to her house to get to the magical shower.
Soon, she closed the shower curtains was zapped to the NetherWorld.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-NetherWorld Clinic, NetherWorld
"I need to see Dr. Defacto, right away!" Sabrina stated with the door as she ran up to it.
"I'm sorry, but the doctor's out of the office, treating a patient on an emergency call." The door said.
"No, this is an emergency." Sabrina insisted, gripping the door tightly before letting go.
"Can you tell me where he is, please?" pleaded Sabrina.
"Hmm." The door mused before telling Sabrina where Dr. Defacto went to.
Later, near a random gate in the NetherWorld
As Sabrina ran towards the gate, she saw Dr. Defacto trying to check the inside of a dragon's mouth, only to get fire in his face.
"Doctor, I need your help! Now!" Sabrina said.
"Oh, it's you, Miss Spellman. Well, as you can see, I'm with a patient." Dr. Defacto said, indicating the dragon.
"Bt this is an emergency! I've got hypogermia!" Sabrina exclaimed.
"Hypogermia?" Dr. Defacto asked as the dragon screamed like a girl and jumped into his arms. "Why didn't you say so?"
Aaron's P.O.V-Park
"How many are there?" I asked in between heavy breathes, as more blobs started to crowd around me.
The stick was eaten, and I was covered in green slime and bite marks, courtesy of the blobs. Plus, everyone was still up in the trees, so guess I'm the last line of defense for Greendale, despite they hate my guts. And they'll likely not thank me for this at all.
Well, except for Pi, Chloe, my parents, Sabrina and Zelda.
"I saw a horror movie like this, compadre." Pi said as the blobs ate through the tree he, Harvey and Chloe were on, causing them to scream as they were almost to the ground.
"How'd it turn out?" Harvey asked, before the tree went lower again, causing the three to scream again. "Not good." Pi said simply.
"Hey, you blobs! Over here!" I shouted, getting their attention. Not hard, given how I literally have food strapped to my clothes. And yes, I have to choke down my gagging reflex just to do so.
"Well, if this is gonna be the way I'm gonna die, I'm taking more than half of you blobs down with me." I said to the blobs as I charged towards them, and they charged right at me.
Let's just say, I got my royal butt handed to me, hard. For every blob I took down, ten more took their place. And I only managed to take down twenty-five before they start to swarm me.
However, at that moment, the strangest thing happened. I don't know if it truly happened, or it was a effect of getting bitten on the head repeatedly by the blobs, which helps with some head damage, but Sabrina and Dr. Defacto arrived...on a dragon.
"Sabrina?" Chloe called out as everyone else started talking amongst themselves. Nope, truly happened. And yet when I do some supernatural stuff, I get hated on for half of my life!
But when Sabrina d-no, it's not her fault the town hates me, it's whoever was after me that caused the whole thing to happen six years ago that ruined my life.
As the dragon landed, Gem screamed. Drama queen.
"It's worse than I thought." Dr. Defacto told Sabrina as he searched through his bag. As that happened, Sabrina ran over to me and helped me up.
"Aaron, what happened to you? You're bleeding!" Sabrina exclaims in concern.
"Well, let's just say these blobs were made of hard stuff." I smiled weakly, before wincing in pain.
"Aaron, this is my fault." Sabrina said.
"Sabreeny, how can this be your fault?" I asked.
"Because I didn't want to get a shot, and you got beat up by hypogermia." Sabrina said.
"...Never thought I see the day I get told I got beaten up by germs." I said.
"Aaron, this is serious!" Sabrina said.
"And so am I. And look, in case if you've forgotten, I didn't want to get the shot either." I reminded Sabrina.
"Yeah, but you did, though." Sabrina said.
"Only because my dad was by my side, telling me everything alright. Sabrina, we're both chickens when it comes to getting shots, but the thing is, this can happen to any magical people. Not just you or me." I said.
"But you can't deny this is my fault." Sabrina said.
"But you can't deny the fact you're fixing it, so stop blaming yourself. It's not healthy, and it gets anyone nowhere." I say.
"You're right." Sabrina said.
"Plus, you didn't tell me to fight hypogermia, I did that myself." I added.
"Touche." Sabrina said as Dr. Defacto pulled out the small needle.
"That's it, doc, get rid of them!" Sabrina exclaimed, thinking the needle was for the bl-er, germs.
"It's not for them, it's for you." Dr. Defacto corrected.
"M-Me?" Sabrina asked, as Dr. Defacto injected the vaccine into the needle.
"Since they are your germs, they'll only disappear once you're cured." Dr. Defacto explained as Sabrina looked at the germs and back at the shot.
"If it makes you feel better, you can hold my hand." I told Sabrina, who closed her eyes, turned away and gripped my hand, tightly, as Dr. Defacto injected the vaccine into her via the shot.
"Too tight." I said painfully as the germs started to disappear.
"H-H-Hey, where did they go?" Harvey asked, as Sabrina opened her eyes.
"That was it? Gee, it didn't even hurt. Well, maybe just a little," Sabrina admitted.
"Glad, now can you let go of my hand?" I asked painfully, as Sabrina realized she was crushing my hand.
"Sorry." She apologized as she let go of my hand, which I rubbed gingerly.
"Hey, doc, what about my throat?" The dragon asked Dr. Defacto, letting out a small breath of fire.
Everyone looked up at the dragon, who looked at them innocently. However, Harvey and Pi screamed for some odd reason.
"That dragon is gonna hear from my lawyer, Spellman!" Gem snapped.
"Yeah, Sabrina, how are you gonna explain all of this?" Pi asked, pointing at the mess with his thumb. "And that?" He gestured to the trees without branches.
"Uh, well, you see," Sabrina tried to find a way to explain this without mentioning her witch heritage.
"Don't bother, they won't remember a thing." Dr. Defacto said, pulling out a blue spray and push the nozzle down, causing a tornado to come out and blow everyone's memories of the germs, dragon and Dr. Defacto out of their mind.
It then blew away Dr. Defacto and the dragon back to the NetherWorld, I guess. At least no one would remembered the chaos that was hypogermia.
"Hey, what happened?" Harvey asked Sabrina and me, as everyone looked at the mess and were confused on how it happened.
"Last thing I remembered, I was eating an awesome submarine sandwich." Harvey commented.
"Uh, must've been a sudden storm." Sabrina said.
"Well, that explains why Aaron looks like he got beat up by tree branches. Though, I'm still hungry. Come on, Pi, let go get burgers." Harvey said as he and Pi left.
Sabrina let out a sigh. "So, are you gonna have your parents pick you up?" Sabrina asked.
"Sure. See you tomorrow?" I asked.
"Sure. Oh, just to let you know, there's a parent and student dance tomorrow night. It was talked about last week as well." Sabrina said.
"Okay. Thanks for the heads up." I said as I slowly made my way to a corner of the park so I could call my parents, while downplaying my injuries so Sabrina won't realize how badly hypogermia injured me.
Sabrina's P.O.V.-Kitchen, Spellman's Residence
"Well, it was a good thing I made extras." Quigley said as he, Hilda, Zelda, Sabrina and shockingly Salem was sitting at the table, eating the extra food meant for the picnic Quigley made.
"Too much mustard, but better than kibble." Salem commented as he ate a sub.
"Well, I can see she's feeling better." Hilda said, talking about Sabrina, who was eating a big sub sandwich.
"I hope you learn something from this." Zelda said to Sabrina gently.
"Yeah, I ruined the picnic and my day with Harvey and cause Aaron to get hurt. And it all could've been avoided if I just gotten my shot in the first place. And you know what, the shot didn't even hurt, much." Sabrina said.
"Well, this will. It's Dr. Defacto's bill for emergency road service." Salem chuckled as he unfolded said bill, causing Sabrina to groan at the cost.
"There goes my allowance for the next century. Now I really feel sick." Sabrina said.
"Actually, I can take care of that." Zelda said, causing everyone to look at her with shock.
"Really?" Sabrina asked.
"Yes. And the lesson I was hoping for you to learn from this is to tell us if you're scare. All of this could've been avoided if we actually help assure you more that the shot wouldn't be painful." Zelda said.
"Thank you." Sabrina said, hugging Zelda.
"You're welcome. Now, go and prepare for tomorrow. Remember, your dad is visiting." Zelda said.
"Okay." Sabrina said as she ran up to her room to get it all clean up.
As she did, she passed by her dresser, she stopped to open a box she received on Sunday. Her mother's red scarf, the last thing she has of her mother.
Next to it is a newspaper clipping, black and white photo of her mother underneath the headline which states, 'Death of Diana Spellman: Archeology Accident...Or Murder?'.
Sabrina puts the scarf back in the box, along with the newspaper clipping, and put them in the closet for now.
Right now, she's looking forward to any time she has with her remaining parent: her father. And it's a good thing he'll be there tomorrow, so they can hang out and possibly talk about her mother.
After all, her parents loved each other and their daughter. And clearly Sabrina and her father both had loved her mother...right?