When you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.

Watch Boo York then read this.

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"Boy have you lost your mind cause I can help you find it!" Operetta said, pointing to her iCoffin. The phantom sat in the Ptomoley tower.

Deuce stood in Skeletral Park and he said on his iCoffin. "It's my sacrifice, it's the right thing- "

"My music does not lie and the love song we wrote together was set in stone! You love that ghoul, she's can be tougher than a chicken-fried mule but that's your bit to chew." Operetta said.

"I took myself out the picture for her. Believe me, she'll be happier this way." Deuce said.

"I just want to rot!" Cleo yelled as she tossed the ice-scream on the floor and cried into Clawdeen's shoulder.

Draculaura held her mummy friend's hand and Clawdeen patted her claws on Cleo's shoulder.

"Ghoulfriend, this isn't you." Clawdeen said, "And this isn't Deuce. He wouldn't-"

"He thinks it's not worth his time to try to be good enough for me. He just gave up after one weekend in my world. Am I wrong for wanting to bring him into it? Into my family? Was I crazy for believing he was…." Cleo said in between sobs.

"No, Deuce is the Romeo to your Ghouliet." Draculaura stated.

Frankie kneeled in front of Cleo, "Maybe he just got scared-"

"That idiot jumps off of dragons for giggles! Not being incompetent is the least he could've done for me!" Cleo angrily told her mint-green friend.

"But, Cleo, he-" Frankie tried to defend her gorgon friend but again she was interrupted by a DeNile.

"What is with you ghouls? Having a tomb-slumber-party so close to gala time?" Nefera asked the sluggish high-schoolers. "Cleo! Why aren't you dressed yet?"

Clawdeen resisted a growl. "She's upset about Deucing leaving in such a sudden way."

"Oh." Nefera looked at the ghouls cuddling her little sister. "That is tragic and all but the gala is starting and we have to get ready-"

"I don't care about the gala!" Cleo told her sister, "I am not going!"

Nefera almost lost her diamonds. "What! You have to be there to promise-"

All of the ghouls stared at her.

"You promised, promised to be there for us. For Daddy and all your little friends and for the Ptomoleys who've been such good hosts!" The violet-eyed princess told her sister.

The teal-eyes princess began to sob.

Frankie approached the scary older ghoul. "Nefera, she's vulnerable right now maybe-"

Nefera held up a hand to the ghoul with the skunk-haircut. "DeNiles don't do vulnerable."

A snap of the fingers led an Anubis servant to Nefera's right hand. On a tray were cosmetic products. Nefera then fluttered a hand to Clawdeen, the werewolf could read the 'run along little doggy' in her eyes. Cleo was her friend, but in respect to family laws she let Nefera take her seat.

"Cleo, this is a big night for us." Nefera said, wiping her sister's mascara eyes. "You don't want to let everybody down."

"But her heart-" Draculaura tried to say before Nefera shot a look that sealed her fangs shut.

"You are more than just a broken heart. Put on your knock-offs and walk through the sand of regret." Nefera said with the fire of Ra in her eyes.

A caring sister was something Cleo was not use to. Cleo considered it was for the family's face-value and not genuine concern but the idea of a compassionate sister gave the princess the strength to cease the tears and stand up. She looked at her reflection in the night-time windows, she saw a monster who ruled over fear.

"I've got to give the people what they want." Cleo said, she stared at her friends. She didn't smile but it reassured them that she could walk again. Nefera held up a suitable gown. Cleo stripped off her day-dress and stepped over the past.