(A/N: Disclaimer: Hi. Welcome to the second of the last three chapters of the year. Now, that doesn't mean I'm done with this story[though at times I wish I could just end it due to how terrible the series is, I still push on], it's mean that this, the previous chapter and the interlude are the last chapters for 2020[wow, the year went by at both a snail's pace and quickly!]. And remember, at the end of the fourth interlude, I'll be dropping a special author's note about the future of updates for this story. With that out of the way, enjoy the chapter!
P.S. Yes, we know the principal appeared only in the comics. And yes, so far we don't have him having a major reason to hate Aaron other than something he really doesn't remember. This chapter fixes that. Thanks for reading!)
Saturday Morning(6:00 A.M.)-Aaron's P.O.V.-Aaron's Bedroom, Dimension's Household
"Okay, last day in Greendale before going on a normal, safe road trip in New York. And since I still can't train my body due to it, well, being injured," I said to myself, glancing at my still-injured body, "time to train with magic. Wonder if I can attempt that circle thing, even if it's crazy. And talking to myself is a sign of insanity." I said.
(Madi: Or Twinsanity. Me: ...You wanted to make a Crash Bandicoot joke, did you? Madi: I thought it was Cash Banooka? Me: ...Okay, continuing on.)
I raised a finger in the air(my pointer finger, so calm down all you angry parents) and started to draw a circle in the air. Surprising, it worked.
To be honest, I didn't had any spell in mind, which I think may be the reason why the circle turned into a pink colored beam that started bouncing around the room.
I ducked for cover as it flew over my head, out of the window and hit something.
I looked out to see...the principal/mayor turning into a woman! And all I could think is, holy crap the magic circle works. And now the guy who hates me looks almost as old as my mother.
Soon, he, er I mean, she looked at her reflection from the downstairs window and screamed. To make sure she doesn't see me, I ducked under my window sill.
Unfortunately, someone else heard the scream. My dad as he opened the front door.
"What are you screaming about...um, lady?" My dad asked, dumbfounded.
I peeked over to see the mayor/principal turned to glare at my dad. "You! You and your son did this to me!" She screamed, pointing an accusing finger at my dad.
"Um, do I know you?" My dad asked.
"I'm the mayor of this rundown, god-forsaken town and the principal of the middle school!" She spatted.
"Um, no you're not. The actual mayor of this town and the principal of the school is a old fatty who is a asshole. Are you Mary's sister by any chance?" My dad asked.
The mayor/principal looked up and saw me peeking out of the window, giving me the death glare.
"I'm not your wife's sister and you're deluded, you teenage playboy of a parent! Your son turned me into this with whatever satanic bullshit he's worshipping!" She shrieked.
"First of all, I'm not deluded nor a playboy. Second of all, my son doesn't study satanic rituals. And third, only one person hates me for being a 'playboy' as a teenager." My dad said, slowly connecting the dots.
"Take a hint!" The mayor/principal shouted, just as my mom poked her head out of the front door.
"Hey, since you never told us your name, I know what we could call you. Janice!" My mom said, much to the anger of Janice.
"Mark my words, Dimension family! One slip-up and it won't be expulsion you'll have to worry about!" Janice warned as she stormed off.
"Maybe I'll get the Stone family too, while I'm at it." She muttered to herself, just before leaving the block.
I have 100% percent made the biggest mistake ever. I'm pretty sure the hate will be even worse than before. And even worse than that, the principal knows I'm magic, which means she might know Sabrina's magic!
"What have I done?!" I shouted out to the skies.
Everyone's P.O.V.-Stairways, Spellman's Residence(6:10 A.M.)
"Zelda, I need this for my date tonight!" Hilda shouted, as she and Zelda were fighting over a blue jacket rather than packing for the road trip, which they have to leave the next day.
"No way! I'm wearing it tonight!" Zelda argued.
"Remember, girls, no biting, headbutting, or voodoo curses." Salem reminded the two.
"So, tonight, I'm treating Harvey to a movie at the-" Sabrina was saying to Chloe.
"Hilda!" Zelda said, interrupting Sabrina's words. "Huh?" Sabrina asked, confused.
Zelda then stepped on Salem's tail, causing him to scream in pain, which caused Hilda and Zelda, both of whom still holding the jacket, to fall down the stairs, on top of Salem and Sabrina and the four of them rolled into the living room.
"So much for cats always landing on their feet." Salem complained as everyone got up.
Quigley walked in to see Sabrina, Salem, Hilda and Zelda arguing.
"What is all this? Quiet everyone, one at a time! One at a time!" Quigley shouted over the four.
"It's Zelda's fault! She's being stingy and trying to ruin my dates tonight!" Hilda claimed as Zelda grabbed the jacket.
"It's my jacket and I'm gonna wear it on my date tonight!" Zelda countered.
"I was on the phone, planning tonight!" Sabrina adds.
"Tonight, toe-night! They stepped on my tail! It's numb and I get a shooting pain whenever I cough!" Salem complained, coughing and rubbing his tail.
"Now everyone just settle down! There's no need to argue because from now on, starting tonight, we're spending every Saturday night together!" Quigley said.
"Huh?" Salem, Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda asked in unison.
"I've decided to reinstate Family Fun Night!" Quigley revealed.
Sabrina, Hilda, Zelda and Salem started complaining.
"Family Fun Night? But Great-Uncle Quigley, we already tried that. It was so not fun." Sabrina said.
"Now, we never really get it a chance. You know, we all get so darn busy with our own lives, we forget we're a family. So I say we start spending Saturday nights, together. Starting tonight, after we get everything packed up for the road trip." Quigley said.
"Hey, wait a minute, what happened to Miss Peplum?" Salem demanded, standing up.
"Um, P-P-Peplum. T-t-the name doesn't ring a bell." Quigley denied.
"Olympia Peplum? You know, that nice lady on the Garden Club you go to the movies with every Saturday night?" Zelda asked, as she, Hilda and Sabrina corned Quigley, forcing him to fall onto the couch behind him.
"Come on, Quig! Spill!" Hilda added, as Quigley as sweating nervously.
"What happened?" Zelda asked as Hilda turned on a random light over Quigley.
"Oh, all right. All right. She-she ran off to Volkl with the candy counter man!" Quigley confessed.
"Aha!" Salem exclaimed.
"She always did have a weakness for men in uniform." Quigley said.
"Say no more, Quigs! I've got the perfect woman for you! And she's just at that age where she's getting too old for pro wrestling." Hilda said.
"Hold it! Stop right there! You will not, I repeat, not meddle in my love life, Hilda!" Quigley exclaimed.
"I knew it. He's still mad about that blind date with a cannibal." Salem said.
"Anyway, this isn't just about me, I also happen to feel this family needs some quality time together. Now, to start with, I have tickets for tonight for all of us to attend a slide show at the Garden Club: Root Rot, Friend or Foe?" Quigley said, handing the four their tickets.
"And in the weeks to come once we get back from the road trip, we'll be seeing a barber shop quartet concert and a debate on the metric system and a tag-team mahjong marathon!" Quigley said.
"Great-Uncle Quigs, you can't take away our Saturday nights! It's not fair!" Sabrina shouted, standing up.
"Nonsense. Witches live practically forever. You'll have an eternity of Saturday nights to do whatever you want. For now, get ready for family fun!" Quigley said, walking out of the room, ignoring Sabrina's anger that came from that response.
"Each one of those nights is gonna seem like an eternity." Sabrina said. An eternity with a relative who thinks I can live forever. Shows how much I matter to him.
"The answer is simple. As we said, Quigley needs a girlfriend." Salem said.
"Salem, we don't need your advice." Sabrina said.
"Yeah, Salem. He told us not to meddle in his love life." Hilda adds.
"No, he told you not to meddle, which leaves more meddling for the rest of us." Salem corrected as Sabrina and Zelda smirked at that while Hilda pouted.
Soon(6:20 A.M.)
"Got that? Read it back." Salem told Sabrina, who just got done writing a ad.
"SWM, that's short, wrinkly mortal, seeks SWF, that's stunning witch female, for romance adventure and something to do Saturday nights. RSVP immediately. No nose rings or tattoos." Sabrina read.
"Perfect!" Salem said.
"I don't know. Are you sure Great-Uncle Quigley should be dating a witch?" Sabrina asked Salem, still not trusting his plans after he admitted to emotionally manipulating her to get back at Aaron.
"Hey, if we're gonna get him out of our hair, he has to meet a really fun woman." Salem claimed.
"And everyone knows there's no more fun than a witch!" Hilda adds.
"One personal ad on its way to the NetherWorld, special delivery." Zelda said, conjuring wings onto the ad, which flew out of the window, honking like a swan.
"Now all we do is wait." Hilda said, just as the doorbell rang.
"But not for long." Zelda said.
Quigley opened the door to see a woman wearing purple silk clothing and was dark-skinned. "Quigley, I presume?" She asked.
"I-I-yes." Quigley stammered out.
"Good, I like them pudgy. I'm Circe, your stunning witch female. Ready for our date in the NetherWorld?" Circe asked.
"A date? NetherWorld? What are you talking-?" Quigley asked nervously as Circe straightened his tie and zapped the both of them to the NetherWorld.
"All right!" Hilda exclaimed as she and Zelda, in another rare moments of them agreeing on something, high-fived each other.
Quigley's P.O.V.-NetherWorld
Circe dragged Quigley behind her towards the center of the room. Before they continued, Quigley pulled his arm free.
"W-W-Wait, who are you? W-W-What is this place?" Quigley asked, looking around.
"Just your normal sushi bar." Circe said, gesturing to the pool they were next to, which has sharks. "All you can eat. OBE. Let's go!" She said, pushing Quigley into the pool and then jumping in after him.
Quigley was screaming, avoiding the sea life in the pool, all of which look like they wanted to kill him.
Soon, Quigley and Circe were on a carousel that goes one speed: way too fast. Quigley was flung off and landed at the NetherWorld Unnatural Museum of History, where he was chased by the skeletons of a triceratops.
"Now what? I thought you said you liked museums." Circe said, annoyed.
"Make them go away!" Quigley shouted.
"But your ad said you were looking for adventure." Circe countered.
"Ad? What ad?" Quigley asked, confused.
"I hope you didn't lie. Do you know what I do to men who deceive me?" Circe asked, as Quigley was dumbfounded, confused and horrified.
Soon-Everyone's P.O.V.-Spellman's Residence(7:30 A.M.)
Hilda, Sabrina and Zelda were beginning the process of packing their bags when they heard a noise at the door. "That must be them right now." Sabrina said, as Hilda ran to the front door and opened it, to see nothing at first.
"That's funny. There's nobody-huh?" Hilda asked, looking down to see something.
"I just remember something. Isn't Circe the one that turn men into-" Sabrina began to ask, just as a pig, wearing Quigley's tie, let out a angry snort.
"Quigley!" Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda cried out in unison, realizing their mistake.
Quigley the pig walked inside. "So, how was your date?" Salem decided to ask right at that moment. Quigley gave Salem an angry oink before bounding up the stairs.
"Don't worry, Quigley, these kind of spells wears off in a hour. Usually." Hilda assured nervously. Quigley just gave an angry oink in return.
"Think he'll ever forgive us?" Sabrina asked.
"More importantly, do you think he'll use my litter box? I got it all arranged the way I like it." Salem said, only to get hit on the head by Sabrina.
"Salem, your litter box isn't important! What is important is whether or not Quigley will forgive us." Sabrina snapped.
"Of course he will, Sabrina. Provided no one in particular makes things worse." Zelda said, glaring at Salem.
"What? I won't make things worse." Salem claimed.
1 hour later-Kitchen(8:35 A.M.)
"So, Porky, aren't you gonna have bacon with those eggs?" Salem chuckled.
"Not funny. And the less said by you, the better! I just know, somehow, that nightmare date was all your idea. If I ever find out-!" Quigley began, pointing an angry finger at Salem.
"Me? Hey, I never meddle in the romances of farm animals. Say, isn't tonight your first Family Fun Night anyways, after everything get packed up for the trip?" Salem asked.
"Yes it is. I'm taking the girls to a lecture on agricultural trade policy by the Assistant Deputy Secretary to the Deputy Prime Minister of Canada!" Quigley gushed.
"That oughta packed them in. Too bad they don't allow pets. But I bet the girls are looking forward to the big night." Salem said, feeling lucky that he won't be going.
Five minutes later-Sabrina's Bedroom(8:46 A.M.)
"Tell me we're not about to spend tonight at a lecture!" Hilda complained.
"I still can't believe the witch woman idea was such a disaster." Zelda mused to herself.
"You know, maybe it didn't work because she wasn't Great-Uncle Quigley's choice. Maybe if he had a date with someone he liked in the first place, it might stand a chance." Sabrina said, pacing back and forth.
"But who does he like? He's so secretive about things like that." Zelda pointed out.
"Leave that to me! I'm good with secrets. Uncovering them, that is, not keeping them." Hilda said.
"Yeah, like keeping Madison and my relationship a secret from Edward. Or how you " Zelda said.
"Don't you two dare argue!" Sabrina snapped, causing Hilda and Zelda to turned towards Sabrina, shocked.
"Zelda, I know you hate to admit it, but we need Hilda for this one! And Hilda, stop gloating about the stuff you have done better than anyone else just because you ruined it for them! Now just go do whatever! We'll be there soon to see what it is you're doing!" Sabrina yelled, walking to her closet to grab some clothes as Hilda walked out of the room.
"Sabrina." Zelda said.
"What?" Sabrina asked shortly.
"Are you okay?" Zelda asked.
"No. Everything is wrong with my life, and no one is bothering to fix it. They either use me for their plans or just ignore my pain and fight all the time." Sabrina said, still not looking at Zelda. "I wonder, is it me? Am I the one who cause these things to happen?" Sabrina asked.
"Sabrina, it's not you." Zelda said.
"People have a funny way of proving it." Sabrina said.
"Sabrina, I don't know why you would think that, but it's not you. It's either their choices or outside sources that caused things to happen." Zelda said.
"Like you and Hilda fighting." Sabrina said.
"Sabrina, the thing is, Hilda and I had that bond between us broken for years. It's not that simple for us to fix that, especially the way it got broken." Zelda said.
"Then can you at least stop fighting every day?! I'm tired of it, and how you claim you want to help me! You want to comfort me?! Then be the better person in this and just stop! I already have to deal with my mom being dead, my dad not caring, and Quigley acting like he doesn't care most of the times, on top of Aaron and Salem emotionally manipulating me! Why do you and Hilda think you need to make everything worse with all the fights?!" Sabrina demanded, before closing the closet door so Zelda can't come in there. That, and so Zelda wouldn't see her cry silently.
Zelda was speechless, which allowed Sabrina's words to sink in. And once they did, Zelda realized that she hadn't been helping Sabrina, she had been hurting her.
It took ten minutes for Sabrina to sobbed silently to herself. After those ten minutes, Sabrina left the closet, surprised to see Zelda was still in the room.
She was more surprised when Zelda promised that today was the last day of her and Hilda's feud, because she's planning on ending it. Sabrina was overjoyed with that one and hugged Zelda, crying both tears of relief and joy as they head down to the kitchen.
Kitchen(9:10 A.M.)
"When I cast a freeze-frame spell, they freeze. Usually." Hilda said, snapping her finger, causing Quigley to be out cold. She, Zelda, Sabrina and Salem were in the kitchen, looking at Quigley.
"He never saw it coming. And they say cats are sneaky." Salem said.
"It's for his own good, Salem. Now, how do we find out who does he likes?" Sabrina asked.
"Simple, we look into his heart." Hilda said, using magic to pull out a piece of paper from Quigley's chest, which landed in her hand.
"Voila! A list of Quigley's secret loves!" Hilda said, unrolling the list and reading it.
"Hmm. Eleanor Roosevelt, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Queen Latifah! Hey, Quigley has a crush on Martha Stewart!" Hilda said, just as Quigley let out a snore.
"No good. Who else?" Zelda asked.
"Huh? Carinthia Bleachstain?" Hilda asked.
"My Middle School Vice Principal? He likes her? Gross!" Sabrina said in disgust.
"Mommy." Quigley said in his sleep.
"Quick, he's coming to." Salem said Hilda zapped the list, rolled back up, back into Quigley's chest, just as Quigley woke up.
"Wha?" asked Quigley, just as he yawned. "How long have I been napping? It's so unlike me." He said, rubbing his eyes.
"Quig, I think you're sleeping more because you're depressed. You need some excitement in your life!" Zelda said.
"Like a date with someone special, like, I don't know, Corinthian Backstrom?" Hilda suggested.
"Carinthia Bleachstain." Sabrina corrected Hilda before pushing on. "Word around school is she thinks you're cute." Sabrina said.
"She does? Oh, but she would never go out with-say, what makes you think I'd be interested in her?" Quigley asked, suspicious of the three females.
"Um, call it female intuition." Sabrina bluffed.
"Speaking of calling, I called her for you. It's ringing." Hilda said, conjuring up the phone, with Ms. Bleachstain's number already dialed, and tossed it to Quigley, who caught it.
"Wait, this is unacceptable! T-This is outrageous! T-T-This is-Hello? This is Quigley." Quigley stop his rant to answer the call.
Ms. Bleachstain began talking on the other end, and whatever she was saying was making Quigley blush.
"W-Why, yes, it is a surprise. I-I was wondering, um, um, if you...if you..." Quigley was trying to figure out what to say.
Luckily, Hilda conjure up a bunch of cards with stuff written on them for Quigley to say. Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda grabbed them and held them in front of Quigley for him to read off of.
"If you would go out to d-dinner with me, uh, tonight." Quigley finished. Ms. Bleachstain gave her answer.
"I quite understand. Goodbye." Quigley said, ending the call.
"Yes! She said yes! I've only eleven hours to get ready! Is that time enough for a hair weave?" Quigley asked as Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda rooted for him.
"Oh, ladies, we must discuss your tendency to interfere with my personal life, when I have more time." Quigley said firmly from the doorway before leaving.
Saturday night(8:40 P.M.)
"Well, we're off. We're going to Mars for the canal boat ride. Sort of a interplanetary singles cruise." Zelda said, she and Hilda wearing space suits.
"I hope the sayings are true. Real men are for Mars! What about you, Sabrina?" Hilda asked.
"All of my friends are busy, Aaron still working on that big apology to me, and I got everything packed up, so I'm have no plans for tonight. That's okay, though. T.V. and microwave popcorn beats a lecture every time." Sabrina said, laying on the couch.
"Don't wait up for us and make sure Quigley isn't late to meet up with his date." Zelda said as she and Hilda waved goodbye while zapping themselves to Mars.
"You know, I'm worried. I mean, Great-Uncle Quig was so nervous on the phone, and if he botches his date, we might as well cross Saturday night off the calendar forever." Sabrina said.
"Sabrina, you're meddling again!" Salem said.
"Oh, and you haven't? I'm still mad at you for admitting to emotionally manipulating me to get even with Aaron." Sabrina said crossly.
"Oh, come on. The brat deserves it for being a terrible friend to you." Salem said.
"At least he's trying to earn my forgiveness, Salem. Where's your apology gift to me?" Sabrina asked.
"I'm getting there." Salem lied.
"Anyways, Quigley needs help. Our help." Sabrina said.
"Leave me out of this." Salem said.
"Nope. You didn't leave me out of the confrontation between you and Aaron, so you don't get to leave this." Sabrina told Salem.
"Oh come on! I was trying to help you get the truth. Besides, where would you start?" Salem asked like a whiny child.
"I'd start with his clothes. He always wears that lumpy old jacket. He should wear something...something cool!" Sabrina said, using magic to turn Quigley's lumpy old brown suit into a cool, crisp black suit.
Shortly, Quigley put on the suit, which Salem whistle at. "Looking good." He praised.
"Great-Uncle Quigley, you've got a new suit?" Sabrina asked, pretending she didn't do anything with it.
"It's not mine. I must have picked up the wrong bag at the dry cleaners. Well, good thing it fits. I have nothing else to wear." Quigley said, patting the suit.
"Wow, lucky mistake. I'll take it back for you tomorrow." Sabrina said, slipping Quigley's handkerchief in the front pocket of the suit.
"Well, mustn't keep Ms. Bleachstain waiting. Wish me luck." Quigley said.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll rock her world." Sabrina assured.
"Just don't do anything I wouldn't do, Dagger." Salem said, calling Quigley 'Dagger' for some reason.
Quigley left the room, heading towards his car.
"Did you see that? He's a nervous wreck! He does need our help!" Sabrina said.
"What do you suggest, we ride along on their date?" Salem asked.
"Great idea." Sabrina said, smirking.
"No! Kidding!" Salem tried to protest, only for Sabrina to use magic on the two of them, zapping them.
In the garage, Sabrina and Salem were turned into fuzzy die that were in Quigley's car. "Me and my big mouth." Salem grumbled.
"Shh. He's coming." Sabrina said as Quigley closed the car door and buckled himself. He then pushed the button on the remote garage opener, causing it to open. He turned on the ignition, which caused the car to sputter.
"You know, this old car really doesn't go with his new suit." Sabrina commented.
"That can be fixed with a little help from the garage door opener." Salem suggested as he zapped it, causing the door to close repeatedly on Quigley's car.
"Sto-oo-op it! Stop!" Quigley cried out, grabbing the remote and pushing the button, causing the door to stay open and turning his car into a sports car.
"Oh my! I suppose I'll have to drive it as it is." Quigley said, driving to Bleachstain's house.
"Why do I bother? This man has no sense of style." Salem griped. Only for Sabrina to shush him.
Ms. Bleachstain's house(9:30 P.M.)
Quigley nervously rang the doorbell, then spray some breath freshener in his mouth. Sabrina and Salem were watching, turned into flamingos.
"Arriving empty-handed. No wonder he's a bachelor." Salem said.
"Yikes, you're right!" Sabrina exclaimed, before zapping some roses with magic, causing them to fly into Quigley's hand as a bouquet.
Ms. Bleachstain opened the door, wearing a light purple dress. "Quigley? For me? Oh, how sweet." She said, seeing the roses.
"Yeah-yes, Ms. Bleachstain. They're for you." Quigley answered.
"I'll go get my coat." Ms. Bleachstain said, heading back inside to grab her coat.
Quigley looked around, suspicious. "Alright, I know you're out there! Hilda! Zelda! Sabrina! Somebody's making magic, and I want it to stop this-" Quigley began to whisper-shout.
"Did you say something?" Ms. Bleachstain asked, causing Quigley to stop.
"Uh, who, me? No, heh heh. Shall we go?" Quigley asked, allowing Ms. Bleachstain to go in front of him. He did let out one last suspicious glance of the environment and wiggle his finger firmly, though.
"Quigley? Let's not dawdle." Ms. Bleachstain called out, causing Quigley to follow her to the car. The two then drove off.
"Call me Gloomy Gus, but he didn't sound too grateful." Salem pointed out.
"Oh, that's just first date jitters. This is so romantic!" Sabrina stated, flapping her wings. "It's like a Romeo and Juliet thing." She adds.
"We all know how that turned out." Salem said.
"Come on, I'll meet you at the restaurant." Sabrina said, using magic to fly despite being a flamingo.
"What can I say? It's like an accident, you just gotta watch." Salem said to no one in particular as he zapped himself away.
Restaurant(10:00 P.M.)
Ms. Bleachstain and Quigley were sitting at a table, yet Ms. Bleachstain can tell there was something up with Quigley.
"Quigley, is there something wrong? You're acting like someone's after you." She said, looking up from her menu.
"Yes. I mean, no. I mean, I thought there might be someone here I know, but they wouldn't dare meddle in my personal affairs! Not if they don't want to be grounded for life!" Quigley shouted.
"Quigley, what on earth are you talking about?" Ms. Bleachstain asked, confused by Quigley's words.
"Nothing. But it better be nothing. Well, um, yeah, what looks good tonight?" Quigley asked, looking at his menu. Ms. Bleachstain shrugged and look at her menu once again.
Meanwhile, Sabrina and Salem, turned into a pepper and salt shaker, waddled on the table.
"You heard the man, we better get out of here." Salem said.
"We'll leave as soon as I'm sure the date's going okay, okay? Plus, you're still stuck with me since you want to be my only friend, unless you have something to admit?" Sabrina asked.
"No, nothing to admit." Salem said nervously before sneezing, due to being the pepper shaker.
"Gesundheit." Ms. Bleachstain and Quigley said in unison, thinking the other sneezed.
"Bon soir. Madame and Monsieur are ready to order, no?" The waitress asked, writing in her notepad.
"No. I mean, yes. I mean, I-I think I'd like to start with the, um, VG soiree bougainvillea." Quigley said nervously.
"Monsieur makes a little joke? You just asked out an appendectomy." The waitress said, unamused.
"I did? Well, er, I'll have, um, well, I'll have, um," Quigley stammered out, so Sabrina helped him out a bit by using magic to help him order the food in a French accent.
"We'll start with the coq au vin, followed by marjolaine with creme brulee flambe for dessert, and bring a bottle of your best bubbly." Quigley said.
"It is an honor to serve you, Monsieur." The waitress said, leaving.
"Why, Quigley, what did you order?" Ms. Bleachstain asked, surprised.
"Uh, dinner, I think." Quigley said, the spell wearing off as he glanced down at the table.
"Not too shabby, cheri." Salem said to Sabrina.
"Think so? Watch this." Sabrina said, zapping Quigley once again, causing him to be in French mode.
"May I have this dance?" asked Quigley in a French accent, standing up and holding out a hand.
"Dance? I don't hear any music." Ms. Bleachstain pointed out, standing up.
Quigley pulled her to the middle of the restaurant and put a rose in her mouth. "Dance with me, Carinthia." Quigley insisted, as they began doing a dance.
"This is the most romantic thing since that big sinking boat." Sabrina said, referring to the Titanic.
"I'll just put some icing on this cake." Salem said as he sprayed something, causing everything to be purple for some reason.
Quigley began to purr for some reason. "Oh, Quigley. Oh, my." Ms. Bleachstain said as music began to play. Quigley tapped his foot to the beat as light shone down on the two.
"Ms. Bleachstain,
"I have you on the brain
"You are my heart refrained" Quigley sang.
"What happened to you?" Ms. Bleachstain asked, confused by what's going on as the two began the tango.
"I know I'll go insane
"Unless I gain the love of you,
"My own Bleachstain" Quigley continued.
"Quigley, enough now. Easy." Ms. Bleachstain said. Quigley obliged by spinning her to her seat at their table, as the magic wore off him. Quigley made his way back to the table and sat down.
Sabrina and Salem high-fived each other, thinking the date was going great.
"Quigley, the dance, song! I've never been so embarrassed in my life! How dare you make such a spectacle?!" Ms. Bleachstain demanded, outraged.
"But I didn't mean it." Quigley weakly argued.
"Yes you did! Look at you! Your suit, your car, your impeccable French! Why, you're nothing but a two-bit lounge lizard!" Ms. Bleachstain shouted.
"This is awful! I gotta make Ms. Bleachstain like Great-Uncle Quigley, now! I gotta make him...irresistible!" Sabrina cried out, using magic on Quigley.
"I've never been so humiliated! I'll just pay for my half and leave!" Ms. Bleachstain said as she pulled out her credit card, only to look at Quigley and soon forgot why she was mad at him. All she could think was how irresistible he was as hearts appear in her eyes.
"On the other hand, I think i love you. Quigley, let's talk about us." Ms. Bleachstain said, pulling Quigley by his shirt towards her.
"Ms. Bleachstain. Uh, Carinthia, I-I-I don't know what to say." Quigley said, smiling.
"Don't say anything to her. Talk to me, cutie pie!" A random female ran up to the table and hugged Quigley.
"Oh no, you don't. I saw him first!" A third female said, pushing the second female away and hugged Quigley.
"I think you made him a tad too irresistible. He's attracting every middle-age lady in the joint." Salem said, as every single woman starting arguing about who gets Quigley.
"Enough! This is a high-class restaurant! Besides, he's mine!" The waitress exclaimed, causing the four females to fight each other.
Quigley slowly and quietly walked towards the front door. "Girls! He's getting away!" Ms. Bleachstain shouted, pointing at Quigley, who shut the door behind him as he ran to his car. The females slammed the door off its hinges, running after him.
As that happened, Sabrina and Salem waddled away from the wreckage of the table and out of the restaurant.
"Sabrina, don't you know what you've done? It's Quigley Mania!" Salem shouted.
"Oh heck no, you're not throwing me under this bus! You helped me!" Sabrina countered.
"You forced me to!" Salem argued.
"Which wouldn't happened if you hadn't emotionally manipulated me and admitted it! And you haven't done much to earn my forgiveness to keep yourself from being a part of this! But I don't have time to argue this with you, we need to save Quigley from love!" Sabrina said as she and Salem turned back to normal and ran after Quigley and the ladies.
Shortly, Quigley seemingly managed to lose the ladies at the bowling alley, where his suit jacket was missing and his shirt was a bit torn at the sleeves. Only for them to burst through the door, forcing him to run to the gym across the street.
As he exit on the other side, he lost his shoes in the process and his pants were torn at the bottom. Looking around, he ran into the theater, losing the ladies as they ran into the theater room while he hid behind the front counter.
He even managed to get an usher outfit on. "Huh? So, it's you two?!" He asked angrily, as Sabrina and Salem ran in.
Salem and Sabrina skid to a stop. Sabrina waved nervously as Salem chuckled. "Quig, fancy meeting you here." Salem said.
"You had to do it! You had to ruin my date with your meddling and your witchcraft!" Quigley shouted.
"No, I was trying to help you! You were a nervous wreck and you weren't prepared at all! What was I supposed to do, wait till you ruin your date, like you ruin my life?!" Sabrina argued.
"We'll talk about this later! Just fix it! Undo whatever you did!" Quigley demanded.
"Not until you admit it! You never cared about me, you only want to control my life!" Sabrina shouted.
"Undo it now!" Quigley said, and that's being Sabrina's answer for how much Quigley cares for her.
"Fine! But I'll need help." Sabrina relented, before turning to Salem.
"Call Zelda and Hilda." Sabrina said.
"Will do." Salem said as he zapped a chandelier, only for it to shatter. However, Hilda and Zelda came right then and there, taking off their helmets.
"What took you so long?" Salem asked.
"Why? Is something...wrong?" Zelda asked, seeing Sabrina's resigned look and Quigley's pissed off expression. She doesn't need to be a rocket scientist to see something happened between the two.
Just as she was about to ask what happened, Salem burst into his own explanation. "Sabrina put a spell on Quigley to make him irresistible and now there's a mob of crazed women tearing up the theater!" Salem explained before taking a deep breath.
"Oh, is that all? You guys take care of Quigley, we'll handle the women." Hilda said.
"Actually, Hilda, I think it's better if Sabrina helps us with the women. Salem can take care of Quigley." Zelda said. Before Hilda asked why, Zelda gestured to the whole situation, which Hilda finally picks up on.
"Oh, yeah. Come on, Sabrina. We need a little bit of girl power." Hilda said as Sabrina walked to them. The three of them then got zapped to the theater area to handle the women, just as Salem began to remove the spell off Quigley.
Hilda, Zelda and Sabrina were zapped into the movie screen, which surprised all the women.
"We interrupted this movie to bring you a special announcement." Hilda said as she zapped the women in the area. "You are getting drowsy. You will remember nothing of this evening but going to the movies." Hilda said as Sabrina whispered in Zelda's ear of what happened between her and Quigley.
Back in the front room, Salem managed to get the spell of Quigley. "Is it working? Am I back to normal?" Quigley asked.
"You certainly look resistible to me." Salem snarked.
"He'd better be. The movie just ended." Hilda said.
"And Quigley? We have a lot to discuss when we're back at the house." Zelda said firmly, glaring at Quigley. Sabrina was behind Zelda, not wanting to deal with this anymore.
All the women left the theater, not even glancing at Quigley.
"Thanks to Zelda, Sabrina and me, Bleachstain doesn't remember a thing." Hilda said.
"Well, it's just as well. Turns out she's not my type after all." Quigley said, before glancing at his watch.
"Well, look at the time. If we hurry, we can catch the end of the lecture." Quigley suggested.
"Quigley?" A woman asked, walking up to them.
"Olympia?" Quigley asked.
"Miss Peplum?" Sabrina asked.
"I thought you were in Acapulco with that candyman." Quigley said bitterly.
"Oh, he-he was sweet, but it didn't work out. My, don't you look handsome in that uniform?" Olympia asked as Quigley tipped his hat.
"Oh, Quigley, I give anything to have our Saturday nights back. Can you ever forgive me?" Olympia asked.
"Of course. What do you say we start now with the Late Show?" Quigley asked as he and Olympia walked in the theater.
"And don't wait up for me, it's a double feature." He said to Sabrina, Hilda and Zelda.
"Oh, he's not getting off that easy. We're still gonna have that talk." Zelda said.
"Hey, at least our Saturday nights are safe again. Of course, maybe we should follow them to make sure things are alright." Hilda said.
"No!" Sabrina and Salem exclaimed.
"I don't want to help Quigley anymore. If he doesn't want to accept me for who I am, then why bother?" Sabrina asked.
"Don't worry Sabrina. I'll take you home, and have a talk with Quigley soon. Hilda, Salem, you both can catch a movie." Zelda said, as she and Sabrina left.
"So, can we sit anywhere that isn't too close to the screen? I get a neck ache." Salem said.
"Nope. You need to watch the counter. I'll watch the movie." Hilda said, walking in the theater.
"Me and my big mouth." Salem said, putting on a usher uniform.
Zelda and Quigley's P.O.V.-Hours later(Midnight)-Living Room, Spellman's Residence
Quigley walked in the house, trying to not make a noise. He assumed everyone was asleep until, "Wow, trying to avoid a talk? And you're always the one to tell us to talk to you." Zelda said from the couch.
"Z-Zelda, shouldn't you be asleep?" Quigley asked.
"Normally, I would. Except you made Sabrina cry herself to sleep." Zelda said, standing up.
"Zelda, please, not now. Not while I have the happiest Saturday of my life." Quigley said, only to be slammed into the wall by a enraged Zelda.
"Your happiest Saturday?! What about Sabrina, your great-niece?! Or does she not matter because she's Diana's kid?!" Zelda shrieked.
"Zelda, don't blame up Diana's name. I'm going through rough times." Quigley protested.
"No you're not! You were okay with Edward getting married to Futura rather than get mad at him for not caring about Diana, so no, you don't give a fucking care about Diana! Sabrina is the one going through the rough times and you don't care at all!" Zelda yelled.
"No she's not! If she was, why isn't she telling me?" Quigley countered.
"Gee, I don't know. Why wouldn't she tell you, her great-uncle who doesn't know anything about her, who won't try to know her, and tells her to be herself but not to be herself? The same person who cares more about his model than he does about being fair or equal or even her well-being?! Or maybe because you put conditions on your love for her?! Why don't you figure that out, Quigley?!" Zelda shouted.
"Where are you getting at?" Quigley asked.
"She doesn't trust you, because you gave her no reason to do so! You came in and started controlling everything she does, when Diana never wanted you here to begin with! To make things worst, you never even love Sabrina, instead you used her as an excuse to get a free house!" Zelda shouted.
Before Quigley can retort, Zelda continued. "We may be able to do the road trip, because it's too late to change it! But what happens after is up to you. If you don't change, well, you're out of here and I don't care. And if you do change, I still don't care. All I care is Sabrina. And I will do whatever it takes to make sure she is happy, even if it means taking you out of the picture." Zelda said, dropping Quigley onto the floor and went to the staircase.
When she reach the stairs, she turn around to send one last glare to Quigley that sent shivers down his spine. "And by the way, you're not in charge of Hilda and me. We may be in the bodies of teenagers, but we're centuries old, and what we experienced is beyond your wildest dreams." She said, before heading upstairs, leaving Quigley a shaking, blubbering mess.
Sunday Morning-day of road trip-Harvey, Dimension and Spellman Families' P.O.V.
At early dawn, Harvey snuck onboard a bus going to New York, with no money or tickets and with no one even knowing he was on there. "Now Aaron and Sabrina won't be the only two going to New York! I will be the one making sure they don't date!" Harvey said to himself as the bus left.
Meanwhile, Jake and Mary got all the bags in the minivan. Aaron would've helped, but Jake and Mary told him not to push his body more than he needs to, since it was still recovering from the dog army attack, which caused him to look down at the ground and say. "Bullocks."
After they got it packed, the three got in and drove off, hoping that the first family trip in nine years would be completely normal.
At the same time, the Spellmans quietly got loaded up in their family car and drove off to New York, not in the mood for any talks after the events of the previous night.
Though Sabrina did felt a bit better as Zelda put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Even though she won't be able to replace her mother, Zelda does comfort Sabrina the same way Diana did.
The bus Harvey was om went all the way to Boston, which he got off at. "Hello, Sabrina and...Aaron?" Harvey began to make his declaration, only to realize that Aaron and Sabrina were not at Boston.
In hindsight, he should've realized it when he saw the Spellman and the Dimension vehicles made a turn towards Manhattan, but he thought they were any other car.
Speaking of said cars, they parked outside the Warwick hotel. As Aaron and Sabrina exit the cars, they began to take a breath of the Manhattan air when they saw the other.
"Oh no. Not now." Sabrina said, not wanting to deal with any personal issues that should've stayed in Greendale.
"Hey, Sabrina. Um, so, the principal/mayor got turned into a woman by me and now he, er, she despises me and probably knows I'm magic. And, I think she might suspect you're magic." Aaron said.
Sabrina internally screamed at that.
"Um, anyways, I'm still working on that huge apology for you. Just finishing some stuff. Um, see you later, if you want." Aaron said, as he went with his parents to their hotel room.
Sabrina stood there for a moment, wondering if she should chase after Aaron before deciding not to, not sure what would happen if she does. She went with Zelda and Salem up to their room as Hilda and Quigley began to grab their stuff from the car.