Ghoulia looked at her equations when it came to deciding which zombie boy she would have as her date for Draculaura's party, but all of the math was overwhelming her even though she understood it all.

"How's it going?" Cherry asked.

"This math is making her more confused than a dizzy tuna," Lagoona told Cherry since Ghoulia seemed to be getting sick from her arithmetic. "Ghoulia, ask yourself, what does your heart want?"

"I don't know..." Ghoulia moaned with a shrug.

"The heart can sometimes give you the answer you need." Cherry said.

"How about we write a list of both pros and cons for both blokes on Ghoulia's computer?" Lagoona suggested.

"That sounds good." Cherry said.

Ghoulia agreed and soon brought out her laptop to do just that.

"You're gonna write a program on your computer to help you find the perfect match?" Cherry asked.

"Uh-huh." Ghoulia smiled and nodded as she was sure that science could help her out with this conundrum.

"Alright, if you say so." Cherry replied.

"Well, I'm saying that love is a mystery dipped in secret sauce." Lagoona said as Ghoulia typed, but it would be no use.'

"I just know this won't end well." Cherry said.

"So, Drell, is Valentine still around?" Atticus asked the warlock.

"As far as I know..." Drell replied. "I don't trust him though even though Draculaura is blinded by her old romance."

"Why?" Patch asked. "What's wrong about him?"

"He's kind of one of those sleazy and self-obsessed guys." Drell replied.

"Oh, you mean like you?" Atticus joked.

Drell bore a deadpan expression in response.

"What? I was joking." Atticus said.

Drell rolled his eyes. "I'd step on you if it wouldn't feel like an anvil to Daffy Duck's head."

"Or an anvil to someone's foot if they tried to kick one." Patch said.

"Anyway, yes, Valentine is a bit egotistical." Drell soon finally said.

"Well, if he ever shows his face; I'll give him the old uppercut, sending him flying out of here." Atticus said.

"I know you will," Drell replied. "But I wanna fight him first, even if he is technically a teenager."

"Okay, but can I send him away?" Atticus asked.

"Yes, you may, I just wanna scare him straight." Drell allowed.

"Alright." Atticus said.

Drell and Atticus soon shook hands and Drell smirked as he tried to squeeze Atticus's hand. Atticus smirked back and squeezed in return.

"Noooo faaair!" Drell whined as he soon let go and held his now sore hand.

"You started it." Atticus smirked.

Drell pouted before the two laughed together. Patch smiled as he appreciated their bond together.

"Man, you and Sinbad Jr. would hit it off." Drell said.

"Sinbad's an over actor." Cherry poked her head out.

"Not that Sinbad..." Drell deadpanned.

"The Sailor in the Legend of the Seven Seas?" Patch asked.

"Nope, his son." Drell said before covering his mouth with a smirk.

"What?!" Atticus and Patch asked.

"Well, his name is Sinbad Jr..." Drell replied.

"So, that Sinbad had a kid?" Patch asked. "Huh, who would've thought?"

"And where he has a magic belt and a green parrot friend named Salty." Drell said.

"Fitting name..." Patch replied before scratching behind his ear.

"I was gonna wait until the comic book convention to tell you guys, but I guess now will do..." Drell replied. "Shaggy and Scooby were gonna be there to witness The Blue Falcon and Dynomutt, kind of like your guys' love for Superman and Krypto the Super Dog."

"Awesome!" Atticus and Patch smiled.

"I know you guys are gonna wanna go there," Drell replied. "It's been a while since you last saw Mystery Inc."

"It sure has." Atticus said.

Drell patted Atticus on the head before they went back to focus on this venture.

"Um, Drell, can you tell us much about the werecat students?" Atticus asked. "Like, are they a threat other than being bullies."

"Hmm..." Drell paused to think. "I think maybe Toralei Stripe actually has a connection to Simone Lenoir, like descendant-wise, perhaps."

"Whoa." Atticus said.

"Now for Meowldy and Purrsephone, I'm not sure..." Drell replied.

"Those two?" Patch asked. "I think that they're just her followers."

"Yeah, I think so too..." Drell replied. "Like Tiffany and Margo for Cassandra."

"Yep." Atticus nodded.

Clawd soon enough, again, called Cupid since he was running out of time.

"So, where are we gonna throw this party?" Cherry asked.

"We know a secret place below the school that would be perfect." Cleo smirked.

"Excellent." Mo smiled.

"Shall we take you there?" Clawdeen invited.

"Yes, please." Mo begged.

"Come with us." Cleo nodded.

Cleo soon took a lit torch and led the others down the stairs.

"Nice." Mo said.

Cleo and Clawdeen took the lead since they knew the way and all, and they soon ended up at the bottom.

"The map says there should be an old Concert Hall somewhere around here." Clawdeen told the others.

"Ugh," Cleo groaned. "Hasn't anyone heard of GPS?"

"I'm sure that we're close." Mo said.

"Look!" Clawdeen pointed to a heart shape in the stone wall. "A door! There must be a key around here somewhere."

Patch began to try to find it. He sniffed around before seeing a skeleton carrying a key. "Found it!"

"Good going, Patch," Mo smiled to the dog. "Alright, then all we need to do is open the door."

"Are you sure this key will work?" Patch asked.

"Yeah, it's a skeleton key..." Clawdeen nodded as she took the key. "Those open everything."

The door was soon opened and they were shown another way through the catacombs of Monster High, and there was a rather unpleasant aroma.

"Oh, wow." Mo said.

"Ugh... What's that smell?" Patch grimaced.

"Yeah, who died in here?" Cleo added.

They all then yelped as there were surrounded by green ghosts.

"Oh, my Ghoul!" Clawdeen gasped.

"Well, that was a close shave." A voice said.

"Who said that?" Mo asked.

"Oh, Operetta," Cleo greeted the girl who was in the catacombs. "Thanks!"

"You all could've fallen into the Pit of Eternal Body Odor," The girl told them. "I've had a dip in there, and ooh, wee, you'll stink like a burning cat for a thousand years!"

"Yikes!" Cherry shivered.

"I don't think we've met, who are you?" Patch asked the new girl.

"I'm Operetta," Operetta replied. "Daughter of the Phantom of the Opera."

"Cool." Cherry said.

"What brings ya back?" Operetta asked Cleo and Clawdeen.

"Draculaura wants a birthday party here." Clawdeen explained.

"Could we borrow it?" Mo asked.

"I'm sure I can let ya throw it here." Operetta allowed.

"Cool." Mo smiled.

"It could use 1,000 scented candles..." Cleo groaned and waved the air.

"Let's get to work." Clawdeen smiled.

"Agreed." Mo said.