As it turns out, Lord Brudo isn't the only member of the Avarius family with a massive housing project as the original Lady Avarius and her son Dennis have been diligently working towards finishing the castle in time for winter so they don't all freeze to death. One of the biggest hurdles is setting up the electricity in the house. Everything had been candles and fireplaces for months and they simply can't wait to get back to the modern age and stop living like prehistoric beings.

Lady Avarius, who, for a while, leaves Dennis in charge of the electricity situation, goes to a meeting set by Queen Moon in order to strum up ideas for some sort of public event to boost morale and race relations between monsters and Mewnans. Through a harsh wind, Lady Avarius arrives at Castle Butterfly, albeit somewhat fashionably late.

Lady Avarius: Boy, those winds out there are crazy, most definitely not a day to wear a hat.

Queen Moon: Duly noted. So pleasant to see you.

Lady Avarius: I'm so sorry for being late.

Queen Moon: Well, we still have others that have yet to arrive so you need not feel so bad.

Lady Avarius: At this point, do you think the other Lords and Ladies will even show up.

Queen Moon: I don't know.

A few minutes later, various high-ranking and snobby Mewnan elites waltz through the door as if they own Butterfly Castle themselves. They approach their seats, nose held high, and brandishing a face of utter apathy and disdain for those beneath them as they reside.

Queen: Well, now that we're all here. It's time to discuss a little thing called "race-relations" specifically, those between Mewnans and monsters.

Queen Moon opens with an introduction to the topic of this meeting only to be heckled and questioned by a short, stocky count with a powdered wig and an aggressively nasally voice.

Count Fefferfeffer: Yawn! Moon dearest, need we invest our time in the well-being of not only peasants, but monster peasants?

Lady Avarius: I beg your pardon!

Count Fefferfeffer: Oh dear Lady Avarius, I speaketh not of you and your dear family. You needn't rustle your fathers over such a generalized statement.

Queen Moon: Well, Count Fefferfeffer, like it or not, the monsters living in Mewni are still citizens OF Mewni. They live here as well as us. They are a factor in maintaining peace in the kingdom. The reason I've gathered all of you here today is to see if any of you have any ideas for ways to engage positive interaction with them.

King River: I have an idea Moon Pie! How about an axe throwing contest between our finest young men and their finest young men, winner finally decides whose actually best?

Queen Moon: Honey, I don't quite think arming both monsters and Mewnans is such a good idea for Mewnan/monster relations.

King River: Mewnan/Monster relations, goodness no! I was just looking for a reason to throw axes.

Queen Moon: Ignore him. He thinks every situation is a good reason to throw axes, which is why our honeymoon was so dangerous.

King River folds his arms in a pouty, argumentative, childish tone.

King River: You go and juggle tomahawks one time in an attempt to impress your mate and all of a sudden you become an axe maniac.

Lady Avarius: Besides, there's no reason to go and arm a bunch of monsters in the first place. We usually always walk around armed.

They all look at her.

Lady Avarius shrugs as she has to defend herself publicly from eyes across the table.

Lady Avarius: What? It's true. You never know when someone will try to mug you within the Forest of Certain Death or even the main roads. Why, He-who-shall-not-be-named as well as my son were ambushed the one night as they drunkenly and stupidly tried to approach New Castle Avarius in the middle of the night and there were several Septarian thugs just out there.

Queen Moon: Septarians in particular have been rather problematic.

Lady Avarius: I heard through the grapevine that it could possibly be because of my meddling in royal affairs. Maybe it would be better if I had just butted out of these meetings.

Queen Moon: Lady dear, don't ever underplay how important your role is in these meetings. You are, of course, a gateway into the mindset of the monster portion of Mewni, being one yourself. We need a voice like you or else these meetings cease to be anything other than Mewnan echo chambers for voices that merely wish to state how problematic monsters are, and I do not wish for it to deteriorate to something that insipid.

Count Fefferfeffer: I beg your pardon, my Queen, but are you indeed insisting that the opinions of the ruling elite are not as important as the opinions of mere monsters.

Queen Moon: No. What I am saying is that if these meetings can't have a variety of diverse mindsets, we likely won't find a solution.

Lady Avarius just sits there with her hand on her head in deep thought as Moon and Fefferfeffer just bounce their arguments back and forth, with River interjecting to insert something either irrelevant or for the sake of defending his wife from Fefferfeffer's increasingly aggressive retorts.

King River: So what are we supposed to do, just arrange a meeting between monsters and Mewnans and just expect good times to occur?

A spark of imagination then hits Lady Avarius.

Lady Avarius: May I make a suggestion? Perhaps something along the idea of River's, but with a twist.

King River: Ooh, I like twists.

Lady Avarius: I'm sure you do. Anyway. What if such a gathering, was a party? And not only that, what if there was a way for everyone at this party to maintain some level of anonymity?

Count Fefferfeffer: What an absurd idea. How in the world would a monster maintain "anonymity"? Would it simply remove its tail, or wear a rather ghastly and uncanny Mewnan body suit? How daft.

Lady Avarius: Well, Count, I wasn't thinking of something so blunt and literal as a full-body suit, but something simple, and possibly cheap to replicate.

King River: Oh, I know, we could cut big smiley faces out of construction paper and make masks out of them!

They look at River in droll dumbfoundedness before Lady Avarius does something rather miraculous and actually comes to River's defense.

Lady Avarius: No, actually, he might be onto something with that.

Queen Moon: Paper masks? Construction paper? I don't quite understand, I thought we were coming up with some race-relations suggestions, not a tiny tot's preschool art project.

Lady Avarius: It's simple and easy enough to get people together. For every dignified monster that weighs in on the scale of intelligence about as high as myself or anyone within our little inner circle, there are about ten, rather poor, rather uneducated monsters. I can't speak on behalf of Septarians, for as aggressive as they are, they are more acute than the average peasant monster.

Many monsters that you see as thugs are of relatively low intelligence and quite frankly, many have minds like toddlers themselves. So, if we could encourage such engagement, through something as interactive as, say, a party, we could get people talking, maybe through that anonymity we could find that we aren't all that different. People find new buddies, then come to realize they're monsters, that could spark something within them to find acceptance within their hearts.

Count Fefferfeffer: Why that's the silliest thing I've ever heard.

Lady Avarius just looks down at the table in disappointment before Queen Moon springs to the rescue to save Lady Avarius from her own despair of feeling useless in the meeting.

Queen Moon: Lady Avarius, I think its a rather beautiful and elegant suggestion.

Lady Avarius: Really Moon, you do?

Queen Moon: Yes. In fact, I like the idea so much that I've even come up with a name for such a thing. How does a "Pleasant Party" sound.

Lady Avarius is excited.

Lady Avarius: Pleasant Party? I love it. Pleasantness. The idea of monsters and Mewnans finally finding peace through such anonymity, it just means the world to me. Perhaps one day we can find ourselves getting along.

Count Fefferfeffer, at the utterance of the suggestion gets up, has his servants robe him up and walks out of the room. No more would he hear such nonsense of a "Pleasant Party".

Count Fefferfeffer: Hmpf, more like "Peasant Party".

Queen Moon: Forget about him. I don't know why I invite him to any of these meetings. He's always useless.

Lady Avarius: Never seeing that man again would be a blessing.

Queen Moon: Well, Lady, I leave the plans for this Pleasant Party up to you.

Lady Avarius: Of course, my Queen. I won't let you down. And Moon...

Queen Moon: Yes, Lady Avarius?

Lady Avarius: Thanks for the words of encouragement. You're a true friend.

After today, Lady Avarius finds herself at ends for not only the way she's acted, but also spoken about Moon Butterfly. Until this day, she never truly realized how level-headed she could be about such situations. She noticed it starting to rub off on her daughter as well. The meeting is dismissed, and Lady Avarius flies back home. Immediately she gets started on working on the Pleasant Party masks.

The next day, Lady Avarius remembers that she, in fact has other more personal matters to attend to, and that the Pleasant Party was nothing more than a distraction. Queen Moon still has to get an electrician out to New Castle Avarius to wire the wills and set up electricity, as well as set up heat before the winter really settles in. Lady Avarius is frustrated as she gets the run around from the electrician in regards to setting up an actual date for wiring the castle. Not only that, she had to tend with her family.

Ludo: Hey mom_

Lady Avarius: Shush, I'm on the phone. Yes? Yeah, I'm calling about the electrician that's supposed to come out and wire my house. We've been waiting for them to show up for 2 hours. Any word on their whereabouts?

She facepalms, massaging the bridge between her eyes in frustration.

Lady Avarius: Well, when can we reschedule? Next week? Look, winter is coming and we need to have electricity and heat restored to this castle or we'll all freeze to death in here. Fine, goodbye. Sigh, now how do you hang up this stupid thing?

Ludo: It's the little red button on the bottom.

Lady Avarius: Where? Oh, here you take it! You're way better with these darn things than I am!

Ludo: It's just a cell phone, mom. These things have been out for years.

Lady Avarius: Yeah but before it was just you put the phone down and you're done, call over.

Ludo: Nah, that'll just kill the battery now.

Ludo fiddles around with the phone, closing out all these apps his mom opened, including stopping the adware she unintentionally installed on it as well as several of those sneaky, poorly programmed game apps that like to sneak their way onto phones nowadays. Lady Avarius springs towards Ludo wearing a big happy face mask.

Ludo: AH! What the heck is that?!

Lady Avarius: A Pleasant Party mask.

Ludo: And what the heck is a "Pleasant Party".

Lady Avarius: Oh you know, just something Queen Moon and I have been drumming up as a little event to, ya know, bring our people together.

Ludo looks puzzled.

Lady Avarius: You see, the idea is that everyone will wear these masks and nobody will know who, or what, anyone else is. People get together, they mingle, and just for a moment in time, everyone gets to just be... people. No Mewnans, no monsters, just people.

Ludo: That's a great idea mom.

Lady Avarius: You really think so?

Ludo: Yeah. I'm really glad you're going through with this whole "uniting the kingdom" thing. It makes me feel more welcomed knowing everyone isn't at each other's throats.

Lady Avarius: Yup, that's the point. It's still got a long way to go. Well, time to get back to work on these.

Lady Avarius is still really frustrated with the electrician not showing up. Ludo turned back to her and offered her an idea.

Ludo: Hey mom, I have some friends that might be able to help, if you'll let me.

Lady Avarius: Oh Ludo, if you have anyone that could get wires put through those walls, by all means, go for it.

Meanwhile, a tiring, but determined Brudo, slowly makes his way through the debris of the former residence known as Castle Avarius II. After hours of moving big rocks on his own, Brudo manages to get a pile of rocks about 6 feet high, but barely makes a dent in the overall workload.

Brudo: This isn't working.

Brudo's back is killing him. The arthritis in his knees enough alone was bad enough, but his back feeling as if it had been jack-hammered has forced him into sitting down for a break. Brudo's feathers are covered in intense sweat, and he has started to form a pungent body odor from his exposure to the sun. His hair and beard are even more greasy and unkempt than before he had his shower. After resting for a few minutes, he remembers he has to go to the bank. He takes his father's letter with him, containing information on the account and all, and goes into town to claim it. When the money clears with the bank, Brudo withdrawals a sizeable amount. While in town, he notices some familiar faces. Ludo's former henchmen, who are on break were there are grabbing lunch, among other things.

Brudo: You there, all of you!

The monsters recognize Brudo's voice right away, and instinctively advance from ignoring to fleeing.

Brudo: Wait! I recognize you, all of you!

Bearicorn: Duh, we recognize you too, Lord Brudo sir. You're not gonna behead us for kicking yous guys out the castle, are ya?

Crocodile Monster: Will you shut up, Bearry?!

Brudo: Guys! I don't care about that. I just want to know... my family, are they okay?

Crocodile Monster: Yeah they're fine, Lord Brudo, sir.

Brudo: Ah, you don't have to call me "Lord" anymore. I'm no lord. I have no crown or status or dignity anymore... but I do have money.

Frill-Necked Monster: Money?

Brudo: That's right. I got some stuff that needs done, and I need big, strong, young men like you to help me with it. What do you say?

Frill-Necked Monster: You bet_

Crocodile Monster: Wait a minute! We're already working for Lady Avarius in payback for destroying your castle.

Brudo: Oh really? Well that's great. How about if I pay you for BOTH projects? You will compensated, solely by me, for the work on everything, on one condition; Lady Avarius must NEVER find out about this.

Three-Eyed Potato Baby: That's a lot of work. Were gonna have to split ourselves to get both of these projects done.

Brudo: This place isn't as big as no castle, so it won't take as long, but I do need some debris moved. After that, I can hire some real architects and carpenters and such to build a new place. I know some guys.

Three-Eyed Potato Baby: I'm sure glad you do. You won't believe who Lady Avarius got setting up the lights in the new castle.

Brudo: And who, exactly, is doing that?

Back at Castle Avarius some time previously, Ludo stood before a collection of rats, each no taller than he. Lady Avarius was repulsed.

Lady Avarius: Oh... so your friends are rats.

Ludo: Is there a problem?

Lady Avarius: No, no problem. Who am I to judge a bunch of smelly vermin?

Ludo: Mom! These are my friends, and they said they'd help us put wires in the wall and all they want is the stinkiest, nastiest cheese we have.

Lady Avarius: Fine. They can have that cupboard of Limburger that Fudo brought in, your brother and his weird tastes.

Ludo: Alright guys, get a move on. Hey, wait a minute.

Ludo begins to count the rats in front of him.

Ludo: One, two_

Ludo continues to count, mumbling as he gets higher in numbers.

Ludo: Is it me, or are one of you guys missing.

A rat in a top hat stands before Ludo, gesturing while speaking in a gibberish series of squeaks and rodent noises as he mimes a series of actions.

Ludo: So what you're saying is that ever since our brawl in the pub, one of the rats has been in a coma, and I'm only finding out now because I finally took the time to notice?

The rat nods.

Lady Avarius: Oh my! I hope your little friend is okay.

Ludo: Well then, I hope he rises from his coma very soon.

At once, the rats stampede into the castle and begin filling very crevice of wall with wiring. Their scampering can be heard through out the walls as entangled cords run throughout. The leader rat approaches and gives the thumbs up to Ludo and gave him the thumbs up back, signalling that the work that needed to be done in the castle has been completed.

Lady Avarius: Well, they got that done rather fast. Lets test them out by turning on some lights.

Lady Avarius goes to test a lamp. It did not respond. In fact, several other lights in the house turned on. The TV blows up and the fridge super cools the house. The toaster shoot burnt toast through the ceiling and the vending machine spits out soda in Menudo's face.

Lady Avarius: Well hon, you tried, and that's what mattered. Thank you, and thank all of your cute little friends.

Just then, some guys in suspenders and walk up to them.

Mustached Electrician: Is this New Castle Avarius?

Lady Avarius: Why yes, it is.

Mustached Electrician: Ma'am, on behalf of "our boss", we would like to formally apologize to you for not only being late, but arriving in an untimely matter in the afternoon. If you would like, "our boss" had told us to inform you that we will wire your Castle, completely, for free, immediately, and that to tell you, that you are the most gorgeous bird he'd ever laid eyes onto.

Lady Avarius: Well, why don't you tell "your boss", that he's a well-mannered stud and that I would gladly not only meet him, but autograph whatever photograph he'd managed to acquire of me from the tabloids. Hopefully it's one from when I was young.

With that, the electricians properly wire the Castle. They take out all the bad wiring put in by the rats and restore proper electricity to the castle within hours. Upon bidding them adieu, Lady Avarius lays goes up and lays in her bed and turns on the lamp next to her. She smiles that she finally has actual electricity in the house before winter. She ponders, who could this mysterious stranger be that not only paid for the restoration of the castle's electricity, but who has she even met recently that could have an infatuation with her? Not once does Lady Avarius ever think about the possibility that it could be Brudo.