Chapter 5: A Goth Suspects

Danny was doing his homework when Sam Manson barged her way inside. "Daniel James Fenton, what's the meaning of what I heard?"

"What did you hear, Sam?" Danny asked, fearing her answer.

"Tucker is going with you to Greendale." Sam said, frowning at the idea.

"Yes, Sam." Danny replied. "What's wrong with that?"

"Why him and not me?" Sam asked, wanting to confront Sabrina.

"Sam, do you really think your parents would allow you?" Danny asked, hoping it'd appease her.

"You can persuade them like you did when I wanted to go to the gothapalooza, Danny." Sam suggested.

"Sam, this isn't a big event." Danny replied. "I'm just introducing a friend to my girlfriend."

"Danny, don't you find it suspicious a girl who's beautiful enough to be a cheerleader is interested on you?" Sam asked.

"Sam, comments like these are what makes people joke about you wanting more than friendship with me." Danny scolded his goth friend.

"Danny, you're so clueless." Sam muttered.

"Why do people keep saying that?" Danny asked in confusion.

The next day, Sam was trying to convince Tucker to spy on Sabrina. "I'll give you twenty dollars." She pleaded.

"No." Tucker replied.

"Fifty dollars!" Sam insisted.

"No." Tucker continued to refuse.

"Tucker, you must really want to meet one of Sabrina's sisters or cousins." Sam commented, disgusted by Tucker's attitude.

"Yes." Tucker agreed to avoid telling Sam about Sabrina being a witch.

"Whatever." Sam said and walked away.

Frustrated, the goth went home, where her parents were smiling more than usual. "Sammy!" They said.

"What do you want?" Sam knew her parents wouldn't smile like that unless they wanted something from her.

"Sam, do you remember the Stones?" Jeremy asked.

"The Rolling Stones?" Sam sarcastically asked.

"The Stones are one of the richest families in California, Samantha." Pamela replied. "They're coming to Amity Park on business and your father and I invited them to dinner with us. They can increase our standing with the local country club."

Sam was about to tell her parents what she thought of their plans when an idea occurred to her. "These Stones are from Greendale, right?" She asked, having a vague memory of having heard of them before.

"Yes!" Pamela happily responded. "I'm glad you paid attention when I talk about people who might be better friends than that trash you hang out with."

"Don't talk about my friends like that!" Sam demanded.

Eventually, Danny and Tucker went to Greendale. "Tucker, remember not to talk about you-know-what until we're alone with the Spellmans." Danny said.

"Keep cool, Danny." Tucker replied, still not believing that Sabrina was a witch.

Arriving at Sabrina's house, Danny and Tucker were greeted by her and her aunts. "It's good to see you again, Danny." Aunt Zelda commented.

"The pleasure is mine." Danny replied.

Aunt Hilda conjured up a slice of ham and Tucker prepared to eat it. "Turn that into a vegetable." Danny whispered.

To Tucker's horror, the ham he was eating turned into spinach. "Nooooooooooooo! Why? You are an evil witch! I believe it but bring my meat back! I beg you!"

"That Tucker is the most pathetic mortal I have ever seen and I have lived for centuries." Aunt Hilda commented.

As much as he wanted to, Danny couldn't blame Hilda for having that opinion about Tucker. "Anyway, Tucker, do you now believe that witches exist?" Danny asked.

"Yes." Tucker replied as he had an idea. "Sabrina, over at Casper High there are some bullies who make things difficult for Danny and I. How about you turn them into frogs?"

"Tucker!" Danny scolded is friend.

"Do you have any idea how many mortals we would have turned into toads if the Witches' Council accepted that as justification?" Aunt Zelda asked.

'My respect for this Witches' Council has just increased.' Danny thought.

"Can't we make an exception?" Tucker asked, still wanting to get rid of the bullies. "How will the Witches Council know?"

"Don't underestimate them." Sabrina replied. "Or becoming a frog might be the least of your problems."

'Somehow, I still think I made the right choice by telling him the secret instead of telling Sam.' Danny thought.

"Sabrina, are you going to some magic school or something?" Tucker asked.

"There's one hidden in the mortal school she goes to." Aunt Hilda replied.

"And does she have an owl?" Tucker asked, still thinking that magic works like it does in the Harry Potter books.

"We're not in a Harry Potter book." Sabrina replied. "If magic worked on them like it does in real life, Ron Weasley would have been able to turn Scabbers yellow and Gilderoy Lockhart would have been able to stop those pixies."

"And it's not possible for a witch or warlock to have mortal parents." Aunt Zelda added, refusing to use Potterverse terminology.

"Okay, okay." Tucker said. "Look, at my school there's a mean girl named Paulina, who Sam likes to call the Wicked Witch of the West. Is she a real witch?"

"I have no idea." Sabrina replied.

"Believe me." Aunt Zelda said. "If a witch lived in Amity Park, Hilda and I would know."

"That's actually a relief." Danny said, fearing what Paulina would do to get her hands on "her ghost boy" if she could do magic.

"Sabrina, now that I no longer doubt that you are a witch, I need to know: do you have any sisters or cousins?" Tucker asked.

"No, Tucker." Sabrina replied.

Tucker then directed his attention to her aunts. "Girls, anything I can do to rectify this situation?"

Danny slapped his forehead in frustration. "Tucker!"

"In my case, you can introduce me to some guy who is as handsome as you think you are." Aunt Hilda replied. "But he has to be an adult, no matter how young I appear to be."

"See you in 4 years." Tucker replied.

"The most pathetic indeed." Aunt Hilda commented.

"What's next?" Tucker asked. "Can this flea-ridden cat talk?"

"Be careful who you call flea-ridden." Salem ordered, scaring Tucker.

"What's next?" Tucker asked. "Do I win the lottery?"

"If only it were that easy." Salem commented.

Meanwhile, in Amity Park, the Mansons were entertaining the Stones. "And then?" Pamela asked with a forced smile. "How was Paris?"

"It was wonderful, Pamela!" Mrs. Stone promptly responded. "We went to that new bistro that's popular."

"That place that was founded by a guy whose previous restaurant was closed down for being infested with rats?" Sam asked.

"Samantha." Jeremy scolded his daughter.

"I'm sure the rats were a setup by the sous-chef who tried to take over the old restaurant." Mr. Stone said. "The food at the bistro was delicious."

"Gem, you're from Greendale, California, right?" Sam asked.

"Yes." Gem replied, wondering what Sam was getting at.

"In that case, do you know a girl named Sabrina Spellman?" Sam asked, making Gem drop her fork.

"How do you know Spellman?" Gem asked angrily.

"A friend of mine knows her but Sabrina Spellman and I have never been introduced." Sam explained, happy to know that Gem not only knew Sabrina but also hated her.

"That friend is a boy, I presume." Gem said with a mischievous smile.

"Sam, forget it." Pamela ordered but was ignored.

"Yes." Sam said. "So what?"

"You want more than friendship with him, right?" Gem asked.

"No, I'm just worried about him." Sam said but that didn't convince Gem.

"Anyway, Spellman and I were classmates until we graduated from middle school." Gem said.

"Tell me more." Sam asked, hoping to get some dirt on Sabrina.

Back in Greendale, Danny and Tucker said goodbye to the Spellmans and went to the bus station to return to Amity Park. "Remember, Tucker." Danny said. "No telling Sam."

"Don't worry, Danny." Tucker replied. "But if the witches change their minds about Sam knowing the truth, ask them to turn her food into meat." Tucker asked.

Danny rolled his eyes.

Eventually, the Stones left the Manson mansion. "Samantha Manson, your mother and I are very disappointed in you." Jeremy scolded his daughter.

"You were the ones who wanted me to be friends with the Stone girl." Sam argued.

"To boost our social standing, not to get ammunition against your crush's girlfriend." Pamela Manson responded.

"Danny is just my friend and I care about him." Sam lied.

"Not even Gem Stone falls for it and she barely knows you." Jeremy Manson said.

"You two have your reasons for befriending the Stones and I have mine." Sam said. "What's the matter?"

"The problem is, the Fenton kid isn't worth using the Stones, Sammy." Her mother answered.

"Yes, he is." Sam insisted.

When Danny returned to Fentonworks, his parents were relieved. "Danny, did Tucker say or do anything to disgust Sabrina?" Jack asked.

"Surprisingly not, Dad." Danny replied.

"It still would have been better than if I had taken Sam." Maddie commented.

"Why do you think that, Mom?" Danny asked.

"Clueless." Maddie muttered.

Meanwhile, Sam called Tucker. "Did you discover anything bad about Sabrina?" The goth asked.

"No, and I wouldn't tell even if I found out." Tucker replied. "Accept that Danny loves someone other than you."

"You too, Tucker?" Sam asked.

"Sam, everyone but Danny knows you like him." Tucker stated. "You could have confessed your feelings to him but it's too late now."

"Tucker, for all we know, Sabrina could be working for Vlad or planning to make Danny a pig party pig." Sam said.

"Sam, you're turning into a female Vlad." Tucker commented in disgust.

"Don't ever say something like that again." Sam demanded. "I'm just worried like you and Danny were when I was spending time with that creep Gregory."

"We weren't that bad, were we?" Tucker asked.

"Yes, you were." Sam replied. "And neither of you had a crush on me."

"No comments but I'm still not going to help with Sabrina." Tucker replied.

Meanwhile, in her office, Enchantra was reviewing some documents when a guard appeared. "Your Majesty, I'm sorry to interrupt but a prisoner has escaped." He said.

"Who?" She asked worriedly.

"Tim the Witch Smeller." The guard responded.

"How?" Enchantra couldn't understand. "With or without the typical warlock longevity, he is essentially a mortal and no longer had access to his witch hunter equipment."

"He took advantage while we were distracted by a commotion, Your Majesty." The guard explained.

"Send word to Hilda, Zelda, and Sabrina Spellman." Enchantra ordered. "Given the circumstances of the last few times he was captured, it is likely that he plans to take revenge on them."

"Understood." The guard said.

"As if I didn't already have enough problems with Cassandra wanting me to use my power to favor her." Enchantra muttered.

"Speak of the devil." Enchantra said and decided to materialize at her niece's house. "Aunt Enchantra?" Cassandra asked, not expecting her aunt to show up.

"Cassandra, I came here to warn you." Enchantra said. "Tim the Witch Smeller escaped from prison."

"Big deal." Cassandra sarcastically said. "What can a mortal like him do?"

"Don't underestimate him." Enchantra ordered and showed a portrait of Tim. "If you see him around, stay away from him and notify the authorities as soon as you can."

"Yes, Aunt Enchantra." Cassandra responded, deciding this was no time to argue.

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