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"OH, OH, LOOK IT'S DRACULAURA!" FRANKIE EXCLAIMS. Draculaura comes down in a pink covered coffin, pink bows tied around the edges to accommodate to the feel that she seemed to always give off. When she arrived on the ground, her heels clacked against the stone floor of the catacombs.

"Happy sweet 1600!" Everyone screams, the small girl squeals, her dainty pink hands covering her mouth as she jumps in excitement at the party, it was like it was straight out of a movie, all her best ghoul friends and close friends in the party as her favorite music pumped in the speakers, Heath screaming as he gets the party pumped up.

"Oh! Thank you!" Draculaura thanks, her fangs bright on display as she claps her hands in excitement. Cleo stands on the stage as Ghoulia opens an old looking scroll with ancient words on it.

"By royal degree," Cleo begins, smirking. "I order you to...party!"

With that everyone cheers, raising their glasses up and continuing on the dance floor, bodies swaying as they celebrate the birthday of the sweet girl. Draculaura stands awestruck as Frankie puts a wire to her voltage, lighting up the rest of the DJ sets and making Heath's already loud music even louder.

"Whoo!" Heath screams, his hands playing with the moving discs, "Let's get this joint jumping!"

Frankie throws a thumbs up to Graciella, who smiles and pulls down the big lever, letting the electricity sparkle up the wires before a big, bright disco ball was shown from the ceiling, shining brightly on Draculaura's face

Draculaura begins to look around, her pink heels clacking on the ground as her nails traced over certain areas of the party. "Tomato juice fountain," She began, ignoring the two vampires near the blood looking fountain who spit their drinks out in disgust, disappointment filling their faces. Walking to the large table that contained millions of veggies, Draculaura smiles even bigger if possible. "Epic salad bar? It's everything vegetarian vampire could hang a fang on!"

"Hey Draculaura!" at the call of her name, she turns around, still munching on a carat. Lagoona smiles at her boyfriend as he sips on water and gurgles it. "We're on Gil!"

Following his actions, the two spit the water out at the same time, Abbey puts her hand up just in time, freezing the two's water and creating a beautiful sculpture of Draculaura in a dress. Everyone cheered at the masterpiece, clapping and hollering. "You like?" Abbey asks with a knowing smile, eyeing her short friend who was standing next to her with her hands clad together and glistening eyes.

"Fabulicious!" Draculaura cries, in awe.

Howleen watches from the balcony of the catacombs, standing next to Operetta who's sipping in a red, plastic cup, watching the whole scene happen below her with an encouraging smile. "Her birthday's on Valentine's Day?"

Operetta laughs at that, standing up from leaning on the balcony and turning towards the younger wolf who's gawking at the party and Draculaura. "You bet, take a gander at her birthmark, that heart? It's for a reason, the whole dang holiday was fashioned just for her."

Howleen sighs, leaning her head against her palms with a dreamy stare. "She's so lucky..."

Suddenly a loud howl is heard, echoing through the catacombs despite the blaring music. Everyone turns to see a familiar wolf. Diving down and landing on his feet, he gets up and strides towards Draculaura. "No, I'm the one who's lucky."

Draculaura giggles, "Oh Clawd, you make my dreams come true."

"Which is why I got you this, and this, and those, oh and these." Clawd smiles throwing her a bunch of gifts before he turns her head and smiles, throwing a thumbs up as if to cue the next present. "And I painted that."

Clawdeen smiles and pulls the lever, black and pink balloons falling as a ginormous painting of Draculaura slowly came down. Dropping all the gifts, Draculaura nearly faints from happiness. "Oh-m-ghoul!" Draculaura spins around and hugs her taller boyfriend tightly, her head resting against his broad chest as he rubs her back in a silent, you're welcome. "Can this day get any better?"

As if on cue, a loud voice from the speakers begins to speak, making Draculaura pull away slightly with wide, perplexed eyes, anxious to see what it was speaking about.

"Draculaura! In honor of your special birthday, your father would like to give you," Draculaura pulls away completely, a gasp emitting from her chest when she realizes what it is. "A new car!"

Draculaura sighs dreamily, shutting her locker and clutching her schoolbooks in her arms tightly. "And that would be my dream party, guess I need a reality check, right?"

Clawdeen, Cleo and Graciella blink at their friend, taken aback by the explanation of her dream party. Though they did say dream, they really meant practical.

Clawdeen shrinks back at the question that follows, Cleo immediately recovers and steps forward, taking the lead from her two flabbergasted friends. "Absolutely not! Your fantasy is our reality, in fact, we're going to make it even better, aren't we?"

Clawdeen and Graciella nod stiffly, silently plotting Cleo's demise at making her already ginormous dream-and budget, bigger. Draculaura squeals and jumps at that, "You ghouls are the bestest! Catch you guys later!"

With that she sauntered away, dreaming about the party her best ghoul friends were going to throw her, meanwhile the three designated party planners let out exhausted exhales in relief and slight worry.

How were they going to live up to that?

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