That evening, the stepfamily prepared to practice their greetings for the ball. Jay and Zack sat at the table playing video games while Madison uncontrollably looked into her mirror each time she felt like she didn't look right.

Kelly came downstairs while Tyler was brushing her hair.

"Tyler my hair is fine." She said.

"It needs a bit more brushing."

Kelly slapped him across the face.

"When I say my hair is fine, it's fine."

Tyler stood back, looking down the floor.

Kelly went over to the table.

"My children, tonight's the night. We must all practice our greetings real quick."

Madison ran up to her mother.

"I want to go first mother." She said.

Kelly stood up.

"Alright, show me what you will do."

"First, I will curtsy."

Madison tried it, but it looked like she was leaning forward too much.

"Very nice Maddy." Kelly said. "What else?"

"Then I will batten my eyes."

"Oh my dear, you all excellent."

She turns to Zack and Jay.

"What will you boys do to win Joshua's heart?"

"Mother, we're straight, not gay." Zack said.

"Yeah." Jay added.

"Boys, that is a very disgraceful thing to say! You will do as I command and you will try to win the boy's heart."

"I guess we'll just try to be cute." Zack said.

Kelly patted his head.

"That's the spirit."

Tyler walked up to his stepmother.

"Stepmother, can I ask you something?"

Kelly and the siblings turned to him.

"What is it Tyler?"

"I know this is last minute but, I would like to come with you to the ball."

The siblings laughed.

"Why would Josh want to be with you?" Madison said; scoffing.

"Oh your highness, can you dance with me?" Zack joked.

"Your highness, why should you fall in love with me? I'm a slave." Jay said.

As the siblings laughed and joked, Kelly touched Tyler's chin.

"Read my words Tyler Joseph, you will not go to the ball."

Tyler looked down to the floor, sad.

"Even if you could, what would you do to win Josh's heart?"

"I would just be myself." Tyler said.

Angered at Tyler's answer, she hit him once more, this time drawing blood.

"You don't get it!" She yelled. "It's not about love, it's about marriage!

Kelly walks over to the other side of the room.

"Have I taught you guys nothing?"

Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe
Falling in love with love is playing the fool
Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy
Learning to trust is just for children in school

I fell in love with love one night when the moon was full
I was unwise with eyes unable to see
I fell in love with love with love ever-lasting
But love fell out, with me

The siblings got prepared with help from Tyler.

(The siblings)
Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe
Falling in love with love is playing the fool

(Kelly)
Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy

(The siblings)
Learning to trust is just for children in school

The stepfamily walked outside to get into the car for the ball. Tyler handed out their fans and gloves.

(Kelly)
I fell in love with love when the moon was full
I was unwise with eyes unable to see

(Kelly and the siblings)
I fell in love with love with love ever-lasting
But love fell out, with me!

The family drove off to the ball. Tyler waved goodbye to them.

As he walked back into the house, he saw how his family was gone. He was all alone, with refusal to go to the ball.

He wanted to think about the negatives and forget about going.
He walked off to his corner and sat down on the chair.

In my own little corner in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy I can fly anywhere
And the world will open its arms to be

Tyler dances around the room.

I am in the royal palace of all places
I'll be chatting with the son and with his fam
And the color on my step-siblings faces
Is a queer sort of sour apple green

I am coy and flirtatious when alone with the son
(Oh your highness)

Tyler sat back down on his chair real slowly.

I'm the bell of the ball in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

Sad and alone, Tyler buried his face into his hands and wept.

I wish I could go to the ball