While I was spending a little extra time helping Draculaura get our fearleading squad routine down, I had the most golden idea. Much like Draculaura and our new dance, Mother’s elegance and fashion sense obviously just need a little extra practice. With time—and help from an expert—I’m sure she can dig up her old self. My old mother is in there… she just needs to be uncovered. And since I have had years to perfect being a de Nile, who better to help her than ME?

If anyone has mastered the art of being royal, it is I (okay, and maybe Nefera—but she’s so unpleasant about her status that she gives royalty a bad name!). Maybe I can help Mom remember what it is to be part of this family by fixing her up so she can recall what it feels like to be glamorous and important.

Perhaps part of the reason Mother is so… well… messy is that she has forgotten how to put herself back together. She’s had so many years living in that creepy, old tomb—in the dark! Oh my Ra!—that she hasn’t had to worry about makeup or fashion or skin care.

Though I know the welcome-home ball will be totally fangtastic, I think there’s something even more important I can do for Mother to truly welcome her home and whisk her back to the life to which she was once accustomed: It’s time for a creeperific mom makeover!

Cleo