Atticus was in the kitchen, about to get a snack until suddenly, there was a ringing on his cell phone. He then picked up his phone ans answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey..." a grave voice greeted. "Are you alone?"

"Uh, my sisters are in the living room, why?" Atticus replied. "I'm in the kitchen... Who is this...?"

"Never mind that for now..." the voice said. "Tell me... Do you like scary movies?"

"Yeah, at times." Atticus shrugged.

Suddenly, the lights went out and Atticus only heard a dial tone.

"Hello? Hello!" Atticus called through the phone after he heard Darla scream at the sudden darkness.

"Atticus, are you okay?" Jessica came in, using her cell phone as a source of light as Darla latched onto her, looking very scared and upset at the power outage. "The power just went out..."

"Yeah, I'm okay, but that was really weird, let me see if I can find a flashlight." Atticus said.

"I'll come with you." Patch said, coming in the kitchen.

Atticus luckily found a flashlight and clicked it on. "Come on, boy, let's check out the fuse box."

Patch went with him, then looked back to Jessica and Darla. "Don't worry, we'll have the power back on real soon!"

Darla trembled as she held onto Jessica for security and the older girl comforted her the best that she could, showing her big sister instinct even in her just as well after Atticus was born.

Atticus found the fuse box and gently opened it. "Alright, let's see what we got here."

There were crunching footsteps heard behind the boy and dog.

"Jessica? Darla?" Patch asked. "Is that you?"

There was only heavy breathing heard. Patch shivered and clung closer to Atticus.

"Alright, girls, this isn't funny, come on out..." Atticus sighed, then looked to the window to see Darla and Jessica were still inside the house. "Then who's that...?" he then turned around and shined his flashlight to show a ghoulish clown mask and someone holding a cold, iron blade with dripping red substance from it.

Atticus wasn't impressed by this and neither was Patch. "Really? Dude? A clown mask and a blade?" he then asked in deadpan.

"Atticus, is everything-" Darla walked out, then saw the stranger and screamed so loud that she had tears in her eyes.

Atticus hugged Darla to comfort her. "It's okay, it's okay..."

There was laughter heard as the mask came off, revealing Cherry.

"Lighten up, will ya?" Cherry said between genuine laughs. "It was only a joke!"

"That wasn't cool, Cherry!" Jessica glared.

Cherry fell on the floor and kept laughing. "That was hysterical!"

The family looked to each other and glared to her.

"Oh, man..." Cherry put her glasses back on after she wiped her eyes. "That was such a good one..."

"That wasn't funny, Cherry, you scared me to death!" Darla glared firmly.

Cherry snorted and kept laughing. "I'm sorry, but you should've seen your face..."

Atticus simply ignored her and turned the power to the house back on.

Cherry kept laughing, then settled down. "Oh, that was good..."

Darla lowly growled to Cherry, folding her arms at the perky goth.

"All right, all right, I'm going," Cherry stood up. "I came to give an invitation."

"To what, dare I ask?" Jessica asked her younger brother's best friend.

"My Uncle Jim and Aunt Sara are checking out a house before they go to the lake and they invited me to come along with them and their kids," Cherry explained. "You guys can come too, unless you're scared... Even Forte seems spooked of that place, can't imagine why... He says there's a story within it, but I never listened. Something about a woman named Elizabeth."

"I'll come." Atticus said.

"Me too." Patch agreed.

"You two gonna come too, or are you scared?" Cherry smirked to Jessica and Darla.

Jessica firmly put her hands on her hips. "I'll drive them, but if you do any tricks again, I swear..."

"No more tricks, I promise, just treats..." Cherry laughed innocently until something grabbed her ankle from the ground and she screamed.

Darla screamed again and clung onto Jessica.

Patch sniffed the hand that grabbed Cherry and sighed. "Drell, come on out..."

The hand let go of Cherry and the pointer finger zapped, which made the warlock come out from the ground, wearing white make-up with dripping red paint and gruesome green splatters to look like a zombie.

"Take that make-up off." Atticus said.

Drell wiped his face clean. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you guys."

"You're a little late for that!" Darla glared sharply, then looked to Jessica. "I hate it when they do that."

"I was trying to scare Cherry, I think it worked." Drell smirked as he saw Cherry looking like she was trembling.

"I wasn't scared..." Cherry said as she still shook.

"Then why are you shaking?" Patch asked.

"I'm shivering, because it's cold out here..." Cherry covered up.

"Uh-huh..." Drell said, then took out his wand. "See ya guys, I have to see Enchantra about something."

The others then waved to him as he went off.

"No more scares, no more scares, no more scares..." Darla hoped as she latched onto Jessica, looking scared to death tonight.

"Don't worry, I'm sure all the scares are over with for tonight." Jessica assured her.

"Or are they?!" Cherry grinned darkly, showing a hook like a pirate hook on her hand.

Darla screamed and ran indoors and slammed the door shut and locked it and the windows. Cherry laughed again as she had scared Darla once more.

"Cherry, stop it!" Atticus glared.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Cherry laughed, then took a deep breath. "Oh, man, who knew that she was such a scaredy cat?"

"Cherry! Darla's just a little girl!" Atticus glared.

"Sorry..." Cherry kept laughing, then took a breath.

"Come on, Patch." Atticus told his puppy. "Let's see if we can enjoy the rest of our movie."

Patch nodded and followed him inside the house with a glare to Cherry. "I can't believe you would think a scared little girl is funny!"

"Guys, come on, it's just a joke!" Cherry called. "So, see ya when I visit my relatives?"

The only response she got was the slam of the door.

"Ah, whatever..." Cherry shrugged and walked off. "See ya guys later!"

"That wasn't nice of you to scare your friends like that, Cerise..." Forte came behind her.

"Hey, it was just a joke..." Cherry ignored him as she kept walking along back home.

"You'll have to learn your lesson the hard way." Forte said.

"What, you're gonna make me spend two hours with you after school instead of one now?" Cherry glanced back at him.

"No, besides, I think that mansion will be more of a perfect punishment than my punishment for you." Forte said before leaving her.

"Oh, how bad could it be?" Cherry shrugged. "I think it looks awesome, the only ones who'll really be scared are Aunt Sara's kids."

"You'll see what I mean when you, Atticus, Mo, and Patch get there." Forte said.

"Okay..." Cherry shrugged and walked off. "I used to be scared to death of you."

"I know." Forte answered before going back inside the church.

Cherry glanced at him and came back inside her house as Bud was on the phone with his sister about Cherry coming over for a visit.

"Cherry is excited to come." Bud smiled.

'We're excited to have her,' a female voice replied. 'We haven't seen her since she was a baby.'

"So true, anyway, Sara, I hope that husband of yours doesn't focus too much on the mansion." Bud said.

"I hope so too," Sara sighed to her brother. "He missed our anniversary date, but he promised that we could all have fun with selling this mansion... It looks like something out of a horror movie though, I bet it has an interesting history."

"I bet Cherry will find it a great place for scares." Bud said.

Sara laughed. "That's your daughter, well, I better help Michael and Megan get ready, sorry you can't make it, but thanks for sending Cherry over with some friends."

"No problem, talk to you later." Bud said before hanging up the phone on his sister.

"Was that Aunt Sara?" Cherry asked.

"Yes, it was," Bud smiled back to his daughter. "She's very excited. Are your friends coming?"

"Yeah, I invited Atticus and Patch, knowing Atticus, he's gonna bring Mo," Cherry replied. "I invited Jessica and Darla too, but I don't think they're gonna wanna talk to me for a while."

Bud sighed. "Did you scare them?"

"Yeah..." Cherry laughed a little.

"Cherry, it's not okay to always scare people." Bud said.

"Oh, come on, it was just a joke..." Cherry shrugged innocently. "Besides, I'm in a good mood."

"Why, is it Halloween?" Bud asked.

"Getting there..." Cherry shrugged innocently.

"Just cool it with your jokes, okay?" Bud asked.

"Yes, Daddy..." Cherry muttered.

"Mom will be here in the morning, so I'm gonna make dinner, you want potatoes?" Bud offered.

"Yeah, I'll get my things together while you cook." Cherry nodded to that.

"Great." Bud smiled.

Cherry nodded as she got her things together for when her aunt, uncle, and cousins would be over to take her and her friends to the mansion that her uncle was going to help sell before their trip to the lake. And where this would be an adventure that would help Cherry learn a lesson.

Back at the Fudo house, Atticus and Jessica were telling their parents about Cherry's invitation and visit after the movie was over and Darla was now going to bed as it was late for a girl her age.

"Well, I'm alright with it." Patrick said.

"I don't know..." Emily sounded nervous. "What is this place you're going to exactly?"

"It's just going to be a mansion." Atticus said.

"I saw a creepy mansion when I was a little girl once," Emily said. "I heard that there was this guy who was hopelessly in love with a woman named Elizabeth and she had been poisoned and in return, he hung himself because he couldn't be with her."

"I'm sure that's not the same mansion we'll be going to." Atticus said.

"Oh, I don't know..." Emily rubbed her arm nervously.

"Mom, it'll be okay," Atticus promised. "I promise nothing will happen and I'll call you as soon as we get there."

"Oh... Okay..." Emily smiled. "I guess I'm just not ready for you to grow up."

"All of us grow up someday, Mom." Jessica told her.

"Yeah..." Emily sighed. "Too fast..."

"I didn't think so..." Atticus shrugged.

"You'll understand when you're older," Patrick said. "Anyway, it's fine with me if you go."

"Cool." Patch smiled.

"Alright, it's fine with me too, but promise to call." Emily said.

"I will." Atticus nodded, promising his mother.

Emily smiled to that.

"We'll be sure to use the crystal ball in case we can't get any cell service." Patch said.

"Crystal ball?" Emily asked. "You don't have a crystal ball, Atticus."

Patrick whistled innocently.

"Patrick, did you give Atticus his own crystal ball?" Emily asked suspiciously.

"Um... You make that sound like a bad thing..." Patrick smiled sheepishly to his wife.

"No, it's a smart thing." Emily smiled.

"Sorry I didn't tell you," Patrick replied. 'It's more of a Wiccan Witch thing... No offense of course..."

"That's alright..." Emily gently patted him on the head.

"Just don't use Leota's crystal ball, that's an ugly sight..." Patrick shuddered as he remembered a certain someone who was really nitpicky about her crystal ball being touched without permission.

"Leota?" Atticus and Patch asked.

"She was an old friend of my grandparents," Patrick replied. "She helped this young man named Zeke Holloway against the Order of the Shadows and she gave him a lantern called the Beacon of Souls. He was a very cowardly mortal who applied to become a caretaker for what was believed to be a haunted mansion, but thanks to Leota, he saved the conquest of the afterlife."

"She must be really old if she knew your grandparents." Patch whispered to Atticus.

"She often preformed seances." Patrick added in.

"Isn't that someone that can speak to people from the dead?" Atticus asked.

"That's what you do at a seance." Emily replied.

"Yeah, Leota believed she could have contact with all sorts of supernatural creatures and see into the future like an Oracle." Patrick stated.

"So then, where is she now?" Atticus asked.

"I haven't seen her since I met your mom..." Patrick said softly. "Since she knew your grandparents, she could be... Dead..."

"Oh, my..." Atticus frowned.

"I'm afraid so..." Patrick frowned back. "I haven't seen her since she applied for a job to work at a home for someone..."

"I'll be sure to call her if she can still reply from the dead." Atticus said.

"Good luck with that." Emily replied softly.

"Anyway, just make sure you call us through your crystal ball." Patrick said.

"Will do." Atticus nodded.

"This should be an interesting experience." Patch scratched behind his ear.

"Yes, yes, it will," Atticus nodded. "Anyways, I better hit the weights before heading off to bed."

"Okay, good night, honey." Emily hugged her son and kissed his forehead.

"Night, son." Patrick ruffled up his son's hair.

Atticus smiled to them and went upstairs with Patch following him as always.

Emily yawned ready to get to bed before yelping a bit before giggling as she saw that her husband had lifted her up with his incredible strength thanks to their son. "Oh, Patrick~"

Patrick smirked to his wife as he carried her off to their bedroom.

"You are becoming quite the strong man." Emily smirked.

"Then I better show off my strength and muscles before we go to sleep." Patrick smirked back.

"Oh, my." Emily giggled very flirty toward her husband.

"Good thing I used my magic to make some dumbbells appear in our room so heavy that only me or someone as strong as me or Atticus could lift up." Patrick smiled as he placed his wife on their bed once they were inside their bedroom.

"Oh, yes, indeed..." Emily hoisted herself up and crossed her legs once she was on the bed. "Tell me more, my personal muscleman."

Patrick bent down and grabbed one of his dumbbells and began to grunt while lifting it up just for show for his wife while his muscles would flex. Emily giggled like a shy school girl as she was entertained and very excited about the little show that was given to her. She was entertained even more as her husband began to bend the dumbbell into a loop.

"You like that?" Patrick smirked.

"Uh-huh." Emily giggled.

"Wanna see more?" Patrick asked.

"Do I?!" Emily grinned eagerly.

Patrick brought out a 30,000 ton dumbbell and began to bend it so much he even bent it in half. Emily giggled and cooed to her husband.

"I guess I'm getting stronger every day, just like Atticus." Patrick said.

"Yeah, but I like it better in you..." Emily knelt with a flirty smile. "It makes me think of how we first met and you were just the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on."

"That was the day I met the most gorgeous and wonderful woman in the world." Patrick smiled back.

"Oh, Patrick~" Emily squealed and giggled.

There was then a knocking heard from the other side of the wall.

"Hey, are you guys gonna sleep or what?!" Darla called. "Some of us are actually trying to sleep!"

"Okay, okay, we're going to sleep." Patrick smiled.

Emily giggled. Darla was then heard lightly snoring in her bedroom. Emily and Patrick then kissed each other as they cuddled in their bed before falling asleep together.

Atticus, on the other hand, was lifting his weights to keep up his strength and where he put up a barrier so then Darla or anyone else wouldn't be disturbed.

Drell poked his head out the window with a grin. "Hi, Georgie."

Atticus glanced at him. "What's up?"

"Oh, nuthin' much, just heard you were going to the creepiest mansion in all of history." Drell smirked.

"Wait, you mean that mansion that Mom and Dad talked about?" Atticus asked.

"Mm-hmm~" Drell nodded. "Your friend's uncle is in a heap of trouble... Who does he think he is."

"Jim Evers of Evers and Evers Real Estate," Atticus phrased his friend's uncle business catchphrase. "Maybe you've heard of them?"

"Whoever he is, he's a fool," Drell replied. "That house is haunted and I'm not just saying that to be scary. There are ghosts, ghouls, and zombies amuck!"

"So the mansion we're going to really is haunted?" Atticus asked.

"Believe me, don't go to that house," Drell warned. "Ramsley's in that house."

"Ramsey?" Atticus asked. "You mean like the chef on TV who has a fowl mouth?"

Drell shook his head. "Not Chef Ramsey, but trust me, Atticus, this is serious."

"Well, you never lied to me before..." Atticus crossed his arms.

"Sorry, Drell, but we already promised Cherry we would come along." Patch said.

"Then I'm coming too," Drell said. "And I'm guessing Mo will also come."

"I'm sure she'll go if I go." Atticus smiled.

"Of course she will." Drell said.

Atticus smiled a little.

"Uh-Oh." Drell smirked.'

"What?" Atticus asked.

"You like her..." Drell teased.

"Of course I like her, I proved my love for her in the True Love Test, remember?" Atticus asked while blushing.

"Ooh, you love her even more than you use to." Drell smirked.

"Uh... Well..." Atticus turned even redder.

Drell chuckled, then smiled proudly. "Well, I'm glad you found yourself someone, she's perfect for you, she's been waiting for someone like you for a long time."

"S-She has?" Atticus smiled blushing brighter while without knowing it bending a dumbbell into the shape of a heart.

"Oh, yeah," Drell sat on the edge of the boy's window sill. "She's been with other guys before, but they were either total jerks or real idiots, that's why she was so rough on ya when you all first met if you remember."

"Really?" Atticus asked. "Was this before she joined the Junkyard Dogs with Angel?"

"A little in between," Drell waved his hand. "When you've had a life like Mo, you see a lot of people and living on the streets can be a rough life to go through."

"I can tell from experience from two days." Atticus said.

"Yeah, just be lucky she didn't kill you from sneaking up on her and Angel on the streets that one night you all first met." Drell replied. "Mo might not be able to fight the Huns like in Ancient China, but she's pretty good at defending herself."

"Trust me, I know," Atticus smiled. "And so am I."

"Oh, I know you are..." Drell replied. "You remind me of me when I was younger and met Hilda."

"Cool." Atticus smiled.

"And you'll soon be taught by Goku." Drell said.

"Goku?" Atticus asked.

"I'm sure you've heard of a little something called 'Dragon Ball Z'." Drell prompted.

"Yeah, I have, so Goku and the rest of the Z fighters really are real?" Atticus smiled.

"Yep, he could even teach you to fly," Drell smiled. "In fact, how's about after this mansion experience, I take you to them myself?"

"Alright!" Atticus cheered.

Drell chuckled at his excitement in a good way. "You got yourself a deal."

"Yes, yes, I do," Atticus said. "I'll want Goku to teach me everything."

"Well, I better get going, good night, Atticus." Drell said.

"Good night, Drell." Atticus nodded to him.

Drell teleported out of the Fudo house and entered a different dimension.

There was a young adult man with spiky and wavy black hair in an orange and blue uniform who looked very strong. "Who goes there?"

"Hey, Goku," Drell walked over to the man. "I have someone who would very much like to meet you."

"Is this person strong?" Goku smiled.

"Yes, but he'll need to learn a lot more, such as energy blasts and how to fly without using magic." Drell said.

"I see..." Goku said.

"He has to take care of something with his friends first, but I promised him that right after that, he could come visit." Drell replied.

"I'd be happy to teach him." Goku smiled.

"I knew you'd agree," Drell smiled back. "He's like a son to me."

"Well if that's so, then he might be a handful." Goku chuckled.

"Mm-hmm..." Drell rolled his eyes to that, but then smiled. "So it's agreed upon then?"

"Yep." Goku smiled.

"He's stronger than me and getting stronger, but could still use someone to teach him and possibly-" Drell said.

"Train/spar with him?" Goku finished his sentence with a smirk.

"Um, yeah..." Drell chuckled sheepishly.

"I'd be happy to, besides, then he can possibly witness how heavy the gravity on King Kai's world is." Goku smiled.

"Let's just wait and see." Drell smiled back.

"Yes, we will." Goku smiled.

"Good boy." Drell ruffled up his hair.