A/N: Based on an RP, we only own our OC's, Read & Review.
Over at Nicktropolis, we see a manison, a spooky manison and over there lives a skeleton woman wearing a black and red dress, a red sombrero, and wielded a golden guitar. Her name was Santana of the Dead; an enemy to the Riveras and former lover to Puma Loco.
"Curse that El Tigre for foiling my plans again!" Sartana snapped as she was defeated yet again.
"You will get him someday, Grandmama." Django said to Sartana.
"Yes, yes, I will have my revenge," Sartana promised with a laugh. "By the way, you said you had a surprise for me?"
"Hey, Sis, come over here." Django then called.
A girl skeleton with brown hair a tan cowboy hat, a red blouse, a long black skirt, brown cowboy boots, and a purple guitar strapped to her back. "H-Hi, Nana..." the girl greeted nervously.
"Marina!" Sartana beamed and then hugged her granddaughter.
"Hi, Nana, I've missed you so much." Marina smiled and hugged her grandmother back.
"I haven't seen you since were a little girl," Sartana smiled back. "My, you're getting so big."
Marina giggled in response.
"Sit down, sweetie, I have cookies baking in the oven." Sartana smiled.
"Okay, Nana." Marina nodded.
Marina and Django then sat down together.
"Grandmama's plotting revenge, but luckily next week is Day of the Dead." Django told his sister.
"I remember." Marina nodded.
"Have you heard of the Rivera family?" Django asked.
"A little bit." Marina shrugged.
"Puma Loco was once engaged to Grandmami." Django said.
"No way!" Marina said. "How did that happen?" she then asked.
"It's a long story, but you should know that his grandson El Tigre is our worst enemy." Django warned his sister.
"El Tigre?" Marina replied. "He sounds dreamy~"
"Focus, Sis." Django warned.
"Sorry..." Marina smiled nervously.