Manny awoke to find he was tied to a chair adjacent to a chair Frida was tied to. He also found his belt was gone. Slowly he scanned the room, finding his belt hanging from a branch in the ruined pueblo. Frida began to wake up too, drowsy. We must have been drugged, Manny decided memories flowing back to him. Zoe, he thought.

As if on cue the winged teen landed, a cloud of black smoke flowing around her feet before her jetpack ceased its constant hiss. "Well, if it isn't Black Cuervo, or should I say Zoe?" Zoe wasn't the least bit surprised. "I have to admit, you kept the secret hidden well over the years." Frida said, barely getting past her spite for the gothic teen. Zoe remained speechless, her glare piercing into the two of them from behind her pink purple visor.

Finally she spoke, in a cold and calm tone that was rare for her usual heated and either furious or loving tone. "The reason I am giving you two the privalege of seeing my face," she began, taking off her helmet to review her smooth pale skin, medium and flowing black hair, and her piercing red eyes, "is because it is the last thing you will ever see!" she pulled her wrist up, preparing to fire. Frida had managed to loosen her goggles and swung her head with a powerful thrust towards the projectile beam. The blast bounced off of the red goggles and straight to the branch Manny's belt was on. Manny knocked his chair over and made a mad scramble for the belt, Zoe stepped on the belt just before Manny could reach it and pointed the wrist laser at him. "As I said before, GOOD BY--" she was cut off by the sound of footsteps outside.

A slow, soft sound flowed through the doorway, the windows, and the cracks and gaping holes of the building. It was a bit of a romantical tune. Manny looked up and saw the familiar watery eyes he used to know of Zoe back when she had a crush on him. Frida recognised the guitar strum sounds. "Wait... that sounds like..." she was about to say the name, but as the young skeletal man dressed in his blood-red poncho and black hat, his red eyes glowing out from under the brim of the large hat, Zoe beat her to the punch. "Django!" she shouted cheerifully, running up to hug the skeleton, who's arms were out stretched.

Manny and Frida simply stayed where they were, stuck in a combination of shock and surprise. After the couple finished hugging, the two began talking. "I thought you'd be out of town until the end of the year!" Zoe said, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Well, I thought so too, but Nana told me that leaving was my idea, and it was mine to change if I so wanted. This whole time I thought she would be furious if I didn't go!" "Well, I'm glad you decided to come back early!" Zoe said. The two moved in for a kiss that lasted (every second adding on to the astonishment of the captive Frida and Manny) for a surprising twenty seconds. "Let's go back to my layer..." Zoe cooed, rubbing an extended claw around Django's chest, quickly pulling him out of the room. "Aye caramba!" he shouted with a large grin as he was pulled out of the room.

Manny and Frida remained silent for nearly twenty seconds as the shock slowly died down. As they were about to speak, Zoe walked back in. "I almost forget..." she extended her arm downwards. Manny flinched but opened his eyes when he heard Zoe say "There we go!" as she put her helmet on. Django grabbed her around the waist and the two flew off through a hole in the cieling of the pueblo.

"Well..." Frida began, breaking the tension in the near-empty room, "that was the biggest graduation shock I've seen today..." Manny contemplated the joke silently, the recent event slowly hitting him. He chuckled softly for a few seconds before reaching his belt and busting the two of them out of their bonds.