Peeves was ecstatic. He was a new poltergiest, it seemed. No more commitment. No more spoiled brat getting in the way. He was free to do as he liked again and nobody was going to get in his way. LET THE REIGN OF PEEVES THE POLTER-KING BEGIN!

And his first act as king of the school was ... slimey. It maybe would even a scrumdiddlyumptious meal for some of them.

Swinging from the pendulum, King Peevsie came in like a wrecking ball, "A SLUG FOR YOU AND YOU! AND ANOTHER FOR YOU! EAT UP, STUDENTSIES, EAT UP! THESE SLUGGIES HERE WILL HELP YOU POO!" Once his hearty lyric was over, he aimed a juicy slug at each of their faces. There were more where that come from!

OoOoOoOoOoOh! Was that a guitar one of them was holding?

"Play, you peasant! Play! We must have music with this fine meal!" Slurp, slurp. Down the hatch went his own slug. He belched loudly, followed by a cackle. Peeves wasn't a monster though, for another batch of slugs rained down on the girls.