The next day, Walker came into the castle with a bag full of collected taxes he was singing a song that the whole town was singing about Prince Plasmius, he had to admit it was pretty catchy. Freakshow began to laugh a little about the song as he came in, to give him the money.

WALKER

And he throws an angry tantrum
if he cannot have his way
And then he calls for Mum while he's sucking' his thumb
You see, he doesn't want to play
Too late to be known as Vlad the First
He's sure to be known as Vlad the worst

Both of them then laughed and then Freakshow then said, "That's Vlad alright. Let me try"

Freakshow then cleared his throat and began to sing the song, unaware that Vlad had heard them and opened the door to listen and man he was getting angry.

FREAKSHOW

Too late to be known as Vlad the First

He's sure to be known as Vlad the worst

Freakshow then stopped and gulped in fear as he noticed Vlad standing there. He then started saying in an effort to get on Vlad's good side, "The fabulous! Marvellous! Merciful..." But was cut off by Walker who frowned as he said, "Oh you got it all wrong Freakshow! It's the snivelling, grovelling, weasling, dealing…"

"ENOUGH!" Vlad roared in anger and then threw a glass jug of wine at Walker's head, but missed when Walker ducked down out of the way, causing it to hit the wall and break.

"But sire, it's a big hit. The whole town is singing it" Walker explained in fear.

Vlad glared and walked up to Walker as exclaimed, "Oh they are, are they? Well they'll be singing a different tune. Double the taxes! Triple the taxes! Squeeze every last drop out of those insolent, musical peasants! They will pay dearly for my humiliation!"

A few days later, it was a stormy night in Amity Park and things we're not looking good at all, nearly the whole town was in jail because of the high rises in taxes, even Jazz along with the children which devastated Danny greatly.

"Moby Dick! Prince Plasmius sure made good his threat and his helpless subjects paid dearly for his humiliation. Taxes, taxes, taxes. He taxed the heart and soul out of every ghost and human of Amity Park and if you couldn't pay your taxes you went to jail. Yep I'm in here too, Amity was in deep trouble" Mr Lancer sighed sadly, looking out the window of the jail cell.

MR LANCER

Every town, has its ups and downs

Sometimes ups, outnumber the downs

But not in Amity

(Lunch Lady and Box Lunch were shivering from the cold of the jail cell, Box Ghost wrapped a ragged blanket around the two of them in an effort to try and keep his family warm. Jazz and Star had a shackle around her neck and all the kids from the orphanage had chains on their feet, the two women are doing their best to keep the children fed)

I'm inclined to believe

If we weren't so down, we'd up and leave

We'd up and fly if we had wings for flying

Can't you see the tears I'm crying?

(Pandora was chewing on some bread, Kwan looked at the bread hungrily and then Dora broke her bread in half and gave it to Kwan. He gave her a thankful smile and then split his half with Dash and Paulina. Hotep Ra was lying down resting his broken leg, a teen named Mikey was feeding him some soup in an effort to keep his strength up)

Can't there be some happiness for me

Not in Amity

Outside the jail cell, some ghosts and humans were returning from the work camp with a ball chain attached to them. That night at the church, Ghostwriter began to ring the church bell and Ember MacLaine was playing the piano which is what she usually did every Sunday when she's not playing her guitar.

"Ghostwriter, I don't think anyone is coming" Ember said sadly.

"Your right Ember but, maybe the sound of this bell will give the people some comfort. We have to do what we can to keep their hopes alive" Ghostwriter said as he finished ringing the bell.

Dora then walked in sweeping the floor and said, "How could there be any hope with that tyrant Prince Plasmius? Taxing the heart and soul out of the poor people?"

Ghostwriter agreed sadly and looked inside the poor box. He then said, "Yes those poor people and our poor box is like our church. Empty"

Dora then had a thought and went to her bedroom, she pulled out a box that had a two pound coin and brought it to Ghostwriter and said, "Ghostwriter, I saved this. It's not much but please take it for the poor"

Ember then went into her own pocket and pulled her last two pound coin and said, "Take mine too"

"Your last pounds? Oh you two, no one can give more than that" Ghostwriter said smiling and then put the two coins in the poor box and then said, "Thank you both"

Ember laughed a little and said, "I guess we were both saving for a rainy day"

Ghostwriter laughed at that pun and said, "Well it's raining now, things can't get worse"

Suddenly they all heard Walker exclaim as he walked in, "Well it looks like I dropped by just in time!"

Ember frowned and whispered angrily, "What does that rule loving bully want here?!"

Dora shushed Ember for her outburst, worried she might get into trouble. They all then gasped in shock as Walker opened the poor box and took the two coins out, smiling at it.

"Now just a minute Walker! That's the poor box!" Ghostwriter exclaimed in shock.

"It sure is and I'll just take these for poor Prince Plasmius. Every little bit helps" Walker said pocketing the money in his pocket.

Dora then demanded in frustration, "Ooh! You put that back!"

Walker ignored her and said, "And his majesty thanks you too Dora"

"You thieving scoundrel!" Ghostwriter yelled waving his fist at Walker.

"Take it easy Ghostwriter, I'm just doing my job" Walker said in defence.

"What?! Collecting taxes for that arrogant, greedy, ruthless, no-good Prince Vlad?!" Ghostwriter said angrily.

"Listen Writer, your mighty preachy and your gonna preach yourself right into the firing squad!" Walker threatened.

Ghostwriter then really got mad and exclaimed, "GET OUT OF MY CHURCH!"

He then began pushing him outside while yelling out, "OUT! OUT! OUT!"

Dora then gasped and said in worry, "Oh no!"

Ember then went to the door to watch the fight, Ghostwriter began attacking Walker with a stick and ectoblasts while Walker did his best to block the hits he was throwing.

"YOU WANT TAXES?! I'LL GIVE YOU TAXES!" Ghostwriter yelled in fury as he continued to attack Walker.

"GIVE IT TO HIM! GIVE IT TO HIM! GIVE IT TO HIM WRITER!" Ember shouted encouragingly.

Walker finally managed to blast Ghostwriter's stick in half, but Ghostwriter continued to attack. Skulker then flew down and managed to tackle him into the ground, Walker smiled as Ghostwriter struggled in Skulker's hold.

Walker then pulled out a pair of ecto-handcuffs and exclaimed as he put them on him, "You're under arrest for high treason to the crown!"

With the handcuffs on, Ghostwriter stopped struggling, looked down sadly and was silently taken away by Walker and Skulker. Dora gasped and then began to cry, Ember pulled her friend into a comforting embrace as they watched him being taken away.

MR LANCER

Every town, has its ups and downs

Sometimes ups outnumber the downs

But not in Amity