Magica had just come down the stairs, rubbing her temples. "Ugh, I just got this migraine out of nowhere..."

"MAGICAAAAAA~!"

"... Ah. That's why." She tried to retreat back up, but the fairy had practically tackled her down, snuggling her in close. "GET OFF!"

"My dear, sweet, beautiful cousin! Congratulations on your impending nuptials! Yours is a love story that will be celebrated throughout the ages!"

The children had gathered together, mostly to gawk at the spectacle. "So... does anyone else see how much they look alike...?" Webby whispered.