The choice was to go to the funeral or not to go, because the girls were being guarded as important witnesses both in the hospital and would be sort-of safe at the Asylum. The only point with lax security was, ironically, the HEROES Stadium. Outside there are still guards, heroes are but at a scream's reach...but at the moment, there is No-One around them when all is dwindling down. You, Being an Evil Overlord, capitalized on it. (And your double-vote isn't wasted on this pick, don't worry.)
"That's...that's the symbol," Magenta's eyes widen. "You! You're working for the same Overlord as..."
"Scream for help, and Cerulean dies," you retort sharply.
That freezes the four girls on the spot.
"What?" Mauve croaks out. "Cerulean is...still alive?"
"Please," Cerulean whispers to your side holding on to your wrist, "Let's go...please."
Pink catches on.
"Cerulean?" her voice cracks as the rest of the girls look at the Fedora-Trench Coat covered goo-girl...who slowly removes her hat.
"Hey..." she meekly whispers.
"What have you done to her!?" Crimson snarls looking at you. "Where is your Overlord? Uh!? Where does he hide!? Cerulean, are they holding you prisoner? We'll free you! Don't-"
"No! No!" Cerulean shakes her head firmly. "No! I'm...I'm happy!"
As soon as she blurts that out, four shocked faces once more look at her. "What?" Magenta mutters. "What are you saying?"
"I'm happy where I am!" Cerulean trembles, her shoulders sagging. "I'm...I've got a family now!"
"We were your family!" Pink hissed out.
"You still are!" Cerulean retorts, "But...but now I've got TWO mommies! And every day is so much fun! And I'm not forced to train or run around every moment to be the perfect magical girl, or risk being flung in the streets if I don't protect the Hotel well..."
She looks down. "I know the Hero Association took us from the orphanage...I'm glad to them for that but...but I'm happy where I am," that said, she hugs your arm. "And...And I don't want anyone of my family to be hurt!"
"Cerulean, but they're evil!" Crimson exhales, "They did this to me! To us!"
"Lord Gamington didn't want to hit that hard," Cerulean replied, "He was just dancing around! And you're all still alive! He could have killed you, but he didn't, and you were even bandaged! You would have died, if he had really been all that Evil!"
You feel slightly affronted at not being considered 'Evil' enough, but still it feels nice to be defended.
It feels really nice.
"I can't believe this..." Pink whispers. "Cerulean...we held a funeral for you. We talked about you. We...we're all...we were so devastated...they're going to ship us to the Asylum, Cerulean. They're going to make us better, Heroic even...and...and you tell us now about this?" she shakes her head slowly. "No, I can't accept this. I never will accept this. They're mind controling you, Cerulean! Whatever they did turned you into...into a monster!"
Crimson gasps. "Pink! She's still our friend! Our sister!"
"She's no sister of mine," Mauve snarls. "Not after this."
"You should leave Cerulean," Magenta says then. "Really, why couldn't you just stay dead?" her eyes are dark now as she speaks. "It would have made everything easier...now we'll have to hunt you down, do you know we have to burn Goo-Girls alive to kill them? It's going to hurt you, Cerulean, you know?"
Cerulean takes a step back, and you instead bring your arm up as if to shield her.
"Very well," you say...your eyes settle on Crimson, she's about to say something...but at the same time, Pink is probably going to yell pretty soon.
Do you take your leave now?