Deuce has always tried to find someone that would match him since he and Cleo didn't work out. But when he runs into Clawdeen's older sister, he realizes that maybe he does have a chance with someone new.
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Later that night, Draculaura practices magic in the courtyard when Ellis sees her and tells her not to hide it. He also practiced witchcraft, which is why he came to Monster High.
"Filthy human habit"? Oh, I'll show her a filthy human habit." said Draculaura, angrily. "Dirt and dust and ash and mud form an ugly hater's mug." She had made her own version of Toralei. The ears and eyes got bigger.
"Not too shabby," said Ellis.
"Oh! I was—" She gets up off the bench.
"It's OK. I get it. But I know something even better. Check it out. Bone and breath, hand in heel, make another one real." He makes his own copy of Toralei.
"What?"
"It's an automaton, just a dumb copy. They're hilarious, but no smarter than the mask it's made from. Watch." He yawns while acting like a monkey.
The automaton copies him.
They laughed together.
"That's—" said Draculaura.
"Witchcraft. It's why I transferred here." said Ellis. "Ever since I heard about you, I thought, maybe it'd be safe for someone like me."
"It was. But now—"
"Less so."
"It's so unfair. Monsters are always afraid of what they don't understand."
"They try to make you think it's you. "One day, you'll understand."
"Exactly. You should hear my father. "One day when you're older, you can do it your way." Well, I do understand. And I want more."
"Yeah. I want them to see what we see, that witchcraft can be beautiful." He does magic.
The firework crackle.
"When I was younger, I used to go to the library. There was a dusty corner stacked with old forgotten books." said Draculaura, telling him a story. "And one day, I found this little spell book there. It just spoke to me. And I knew—"
"That you could never tell anyone," said Ellis, finishing her sentence.
"Yes. I think you get it."
"I think I might."
Draculaura, Ellis
I wish there was a spell I could choose (For what?)
To make all of this pressure go poof (Exactly)
What they expect of me is not the plan I see
And that just makes it hard to make a move
Ellis, Draculaura
I comprehend and I sympathize (You do?)
It's like we're living parallel lives (I guess we are)
Because they don't understand the power in our hands
And maybe they're too old to recognize
Ellis & Draculaura
Look at you and me on the same side
Loving this bewitched state of mind
It's too powerful to hide
And there's a reason we've got magic
And I know what to do with mine
"Try it. It's easy." said Ellis, making a copy of himself.
"Bone and breath, hand in heel, make another one real." Draculaura makes a copy of herself.
Draculaura, Ellis
I can't believe there's someone like you (I know!)
Who's going through what I'm going through
(It's crazy!)
The fact that you relate and witchcraft is our fate
Imagine everything that we could do
Draculaura & Ellis, Draculaura, Ellis
Look at you and me on the same side
Loving this bewitched state of mind
It's too powerful to hide
And there's a reason we've got magic
And I know what to do with
Know what to do with
Know what to do with mine
The bell rings, and the automatons disappear.
"Great. Curfew." said Ellis.
"We have to get back." Draculaura starts to walk away.
"Draculaura, I'm glad you're here."
"You too, Ellis." She leaves.
The bell rings again and Ellis walks off. Something's not right about him. I don't think he's a vampire like Draculaura. Maybe he's human. I wonder who gave him the orders to get close to Draculaura. He shouldn't be in the inner circle just yet.
