One thing about Casper High School, is that drama was like a poltergeist, always floating around from one place to the next. Old or new, there wasn't any drama that hasn't been whispered into one's ears and passed on to the next. Before Danny's identity was revealed, he never really saw the harm in gossiping, (of course, he was unpopular and unliked by the populars of the school, namely Dash Baxter), and saw a lot of drama from the sidelines as well as knew way much more about the gossip than anybody else. Now that he's more put out there in the public eye, he realizes that gossip and drama was way overdue and can drain a person quickly. It didn't really take long for everybody in the school to find out about his big breakup with Sam, and for the rest of the day, he was bombarded with questions about why the two broke up and if Cordelia had played a factor in his since she was Danny's date to the dance. To add salt to the injury, when school got out, Danny was met with tons of drama news reporters shoving microphones in his face and snapping photos, asking about the big split.

The day shouldn't have felt so long, but it did and it drained Danny immensely. After evading the paparazzi and leading them onto a wild goose chase to get them off his tail, all he wanted was to go home and sleep the day off. Danny walked home with a forlorn look on his face, kicking a stray soda can as a means of entertainment. Not even he can believe that Sam and him were officially done. It was definitely on his mind, but never had the thought that he'd go through with it. It was a spur of the moment kind of decision, but it was for the best, right? He was certain that anybody would break up with their significant other after finding out that they had cheated on them and slept with someone else behind their back.

"Whatever," Danny muttered to himself. "I don't have time for a cheater. She wants to fuck Dash, let her. I won't stand in her way."

Danny sighed with relief when he saw his house come into view, when he spotted Jazz rush out of the house sporting a hazmat suit with the Fenton logo on the back and slapped yellow caution tape on the door. "Uh, Jazz? What are you doing?" Danny questioned her as he approached the Fenton household.

"Stay back, Danny. This place is currently quarantined. I suggest sleeping the night at Tucker's," Jazz replied. Jazz stepped back from the door and admired her work. "Trust me, you do not want to go inside."

Danny huffed in agitation. He was in no mood to deal with any sort of shenanigans, and only wanted to sleep and recharge. He shoved Jazz aside and ripped the tape away from the door with a roll of the eye. "Jasmine, I'm really not in the mood for games right now, so please just leave me-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Danny cut himself off with a scream of horror and disgust as he stormed into the house. There on the living room floor, was a sweaty Jack and Maddie wearing nothing but their torn-up jumpsuits as Jack vigorously thrusted himself in and out of his wife's vagina, the sight of semen foaming out of their mother's asshole.

"Long live the queen, long live the queen," the couple said monotonously.

Danny bolted out of the house and slammed the door shut behind him, then threw up all over the pavement. Jazz patted his back and smiled with a shrug. "I tried to warn you," she said.

"I feel sick. I want to bleach my eyeballs out. I can practically smell the pheromones off them," Danny gagged. "God, I can still hear their skin slapping each other and their moaning, and… ugh!"

Jazz rolled her hand and dug into her backpack. "Yeah, it's definitely going to be hard to get that out of our minds, but it's not their fault. Here's our culprit right here." She pulled out a glass jar from her bag and handed it to Danny. Inside the jar, was a single ghost bee. "Those are the same bees that attacked the school a few days ago. I managed to catch one of them and give it to Mom and Dad for them to experiment on. It's their venom that's causing Mom and Dad to go all bunny rabbit mating season."

"What are you talking about, Jazz?" Danny questioned.

"Those bees are carrying some sort of aphrodisiac venom that, when stung by them, injects the venom into the victim and stimulates sexual pleasure, like what Mom and Dad are doing right now."

"So what? These bees are making everybody horny? Why?" Danny questioned.

Jazz shrugged and grabbed the jar from Danny's grasp. "We don't know why, but we do have information on where these bees are coming from. We've been picking up a lot of ghost activity from Axion Labs, so that's where we're heading first. Come on, Danny, let's go."

"Yippee, more adventure," Danny mumbled, but followed Jazz into the Fenton Family GAV. Up in the air from the distance, Luka and Lucia watched as the siblings rode off towards their destination and glanced at each other with a menacing smile before trailing after them.

"Here we are. Axion Labs," Jazz said. Jazz and Danny in his ghost form stood on top of a hill and stared down at the building with binoculars in hand. "I bet you it's that ghost Skulker that's behind all this."

"I doubt Skulker of all people would be interested in turning everybody int sex craved zombies," Danny rebuffed.

Jazz hummed and rested her hand on Danny's shoulders. "Speaking of sex craved zombies… heard what happened between you and Sam. Wanna talk about it?"

Danny glared at his sister and shattered the binoculars in his hands, causing Jazz to flinch and take a few steps back. "No, Jazz, I don't!" he spat venomously, and with that, he flew towards the building and phased through the walls. Danny created a ball of light in his hands and floated through the dimly lit corridors. Danny's eyes flickered around for any signs of danger sneaking up on him, peering into room after room, but the search came up empty handed. "There's nothing here. Maybe Jazz was wrong?"

The cold blue mist Danny's ghost sense slivered out of his mouth and from a distance, he heard a chorus of maniacal laughter reverberating throughout the hall. He followed the sound down the hall into one of the testing rooms. Through the windows, he spotted Technus and Lucia together in the room. He turned himself intangible and phased through the wall as he eavesdropped into the conversation. "Technus, I presume our toy is ready," Danny heard Lucia say.

"Why, of course! I introduce to you, the new and improved Jack-in-the-Box!" Techns exclaimed he held up a black box with six glowing yellow hexagons creating a honeycomb pattern on the sides and a black crank on the side. "This toy may look harmless but hidden inside are explosives. A single Jack-in-the-Box will wipe out anything within a fifty-mile radius. Imagine how much destruction you can create with over five hundred of these?"

Danny watched as Lucia snatched the toy from Technus's hand and admired the device with a sharky smile. "Excellent work, Technus. This will definitely be very much useful for our plan," she snickered, and cranked the Jack in the Box a few times before setting it down and floated away through the walls. "Have the rest of the shipment delivered to the manor. Luka will be in charge of setting them up."

When Danny was certain the two were gone, he flew over to the disguised explosive and tentatively picked it up from the floor. Had he not overheard the conversation, he would have not had a second opinion about the toy. The Jack in the Box appeared innocent, playing the tune of "Ring Around the Rosie" as the crank slowly moved clockwise. "What do they need a Jack in the Box bomb for?" Danny asked himself.

"Ring around the rosie, pockets full of posie," the box sang in a cheerily creepy voice. "Ashes, ashes, we all fall down!"

Suddenly, out popped the head of a yellow stuffed bear with black eyes, and the toy exploded in his hand, knocking him back down onto the floor. Danny lied on the floor, unconscious as the building trembled and began to collapse. Danny's vision fades in and out, and the last thing he heard was Jasmine's distant screaming in the background.

Then blackness.

On the other side of town at school sporting a black hoodie with grey pants, black combat boots and a black beanie, Sam tiptoed into the school campus and carefully picked the lock with the bent L shape bobby pin. When the door clicked open, Sam quickly slipped into the school and dug out a flashlight and switched it on, illuminating the hallways. The walls were plastered with posters of Cordelia that read "Maybe she's born with it, maybe it's royalty, vote for Cordelia for homecoming queen!", which immediately made Sam sick to her stomach. Sam angrily ripped one off the wall and tore it into pieces before continuing her voyage down the hall. "Stupid bitch. I know you're up to something. You may have Danny fooled, but not me," she hissed under her breath. She continued walking down the halls before she finally reached the administration office and quickly hopped in into the front desk chair and logged into the school desktop. "Cordelia Reina, Cordelia Reina," she muttered as she typed it into the database. When nothing popped up, she typed in Elodie Cordelia Margeux, but the results came up as blank.

Sam leaned back in her seat and drummed her fingers on the table. Though she was satisfied that her assumption about Cordelia not being a legitimate student at Casper High School was now confirmed, Sam was bombarded with more questions. If she was never a student here, who is she? A beat of pause passed by and Sam straightened up and pulled up a fresh internet browser. "Alright, how about this? Elodie Cordelia," she whispered and pressed enter. The search popped up onto the screen with a flood of searches, with the first link reading "Homecoming Court Massacred, 3 Dead" from a news article back in 1995. Which she immediately clicked on. The link loaded a newspaper article, and in the center was a black and white photo of three teenagers, two girls and a boy, standing in the middle of a football field dressed in family. The girl in the middle wore a sash that read "Homecoming Queen", a bouquet cradles in her arms, and a sparkling tiara sitting atop of her curled.

"'What was a night of happiness and excitement took a gruesome and dramatic turn for the worst. Just hours after she was crowned Homecoming Queen at the Strawberry Crest High School homecoming game, 17-year-old senior Elodie Margaux was shot and killed by fellow classmate Alicia Du Moors,'" Sam read aloud. "'On Saturday, October 21, seniors Homecoming Prince and Princess twins Luka and Lucia Dahl, was also fatally shot and killed by Du Moors, along with fifteen injuries. Authorities recovered a Ruger P89 9mm from Du Moors, who was arrested and charged with three counts of second-degree murder.'"

'I knew it,' Sam thought to herself. 'I knew there was something off about her. I need to tell Danny!'

Sam printed out a few copies of the article and shut off the computer. Just as the grabbed her things and ran out of the office, a chorus of laughter resonated in the air. Sam stopped and froze as she glanced towards the direction of the sound. Her mind was telling her to run and head to Fenton Household to inform Danny of the information, but she ignored her conscious and cautiously followed the sound. The sound getting louder and louder the closer Sam got, and the closer she got, the more fearful she became. She finally stopped at the school gymnasium, and with the mere teaspoon of courage she built up, she pushed the door open and stormed inside. Her eyes widened in shock and her flashlight slipped out of her hands and clattered on the floor,

The whole student body was there, basking in each other's nudity, as they fervorously thrashed against each other in a hot and sticky mess, screams of pleasure filled the room . There were girls bathing in cum wringing out dicks, while the boys grunted and yanked on their hairs as they ran trains on the girls' bodies, then discarding them onto the ground and moving onto the next girl. Sam spotted Paulina on the floor with her legs tightly locked around Dash's waist as he rammed himself deep into her pussy, and next to her was Star, who was sandwiched in between Kwon and another boy from the basketball, her mouth stuffed with dick. The one thing that stood out the most was the glowing pink eyes and the breath of pink smoke that danced out of everyone's mouth and hung in the air.

"Long live the queen, long live the queen," everyone chanted.

"Sam, what an unexpected surprise," a voice purred.

Sam felt her voice drop and quickly swiveled behind her. Cordelia smiled wickedly and marched forward, making Sam step back into the gymnasium. Instead of her usual attire, Cordelia wore a floor length black sheer robe with yellow fur trim on robe hem and sleeves cuffs over a deep V black floral lace teddy with a cross cross halter strap, sheer white lace thigh high stockings and black black stiletto pumps. Cordelia inhaled the mysterious pink fog and snapped her eyes open, her purple eyes now the same hue of glowing pink. "Last I checked, you weren't invited to the party, but don't worry. I'm sure we can make room for more," she snickered. Before Sam could even retaliate, Cordelia swiftly spun around and slammed her heel against the side of Sam's head, rendering the girl unconscious. Sam's eyes fell shut as she collapsed onto the floor, with Cordelia hovering over her.

"Night night, bitch."