Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey Dad, over here! - Quickly, take the wool yarn.
as my father believed!
All hail, Queen of the Feast!
I was a child.
But he isn't divine.
Not always. Back in the early days, when we were Von Kunkles,
- Harvey? - Kinkle.
It also helps that darling Nicky here is hornier than a toad.
Agatha, shouldn't we have invited her?
No, no, no. No. Aunt Zelda, you can't.
how did us Walker women get this...
Harvey.
Pop that on the mantelpiece, eh?
Indirectly.
Imagine, an orphan being queen.
I am.
I'm about to be transubstantiated.
I'm not sure why I'm unburdening myself like this.
So you were right, Sabrina.
Uh... My ancestor Dorothea.
independent of the Dark Lord?
I couldn't do it.
To live my life.
You're not like them.
And a plate of macaroons.
I'm being fitted for my Feast Day dress.
We must feast!
the handmaiden must indulge the queen's every whim.
Those will be her journals.
Prudence getting her just desserts by literally becoming the dessert.
Fourteen families from the coven are selected to participate in a, uh...
If I were to... entertain this fantasy of yours...
To torment.
Which means what, exactly? Aunt Zelda still hasn't told me.
Why would I want to escape?
A witch who was once Queen of the Feast, until she rejected the crown.
Hmm.
Or both.
Can I, please... Father?
Can we take a rain check?
and that duty fell to us.
that I must return to our centuries-old traditions.
We Spellmans are an endangered species.
Stop!
Of course, Lady Blackwood, I understand you.
to participate in this year's Feast of Feasts.
Safer for a woman in that time to... wear men's clothing, I guess.
so for the next three days,
delivered unto him by the Dark Lord, allegedly.
You actually want this?
It's clear Dezmelda's High Priest had an agenda.
- I should have stopped him, but I didn't. - It's okay.
The hill people scared the town folk.
We keep looking. I want that prize.
Prudence Night...