Monster High: Freaky Fusion

(PANTING)

(GROWLING)

Missing something!

(SCREAMING)

I'll save you, Frankie!

- (EXCLAIMS)

- Neighthan!

(GRUNTING)

I'm okay!

When we get back to the others,

can we skip telling

them that last part?

(LAUGHS) My hero.

(GROWLING)

Whoa!

Hey, look over here!

Look over here! Whoa! Whoa!

Look at this!

Sirena! Be careful!

Avia! Bonita!

- Looks like you two could use a lift.

- Hang on, Frankie!

FRANKIE:
Okay, okay,

I know what you're thinking.

Who's that voltageously

cute zombie-unicorn guy,

and could he be any more adorbs?

(GIGGLES)

That or you're wondering

about the big scary creature.

Either way, I'll bet I've

sparked your attention.

This is a story about family.

There are lots of different

types of families.

And they can sometimes be found

in pretty unexpected places.

But, hey, I'm getting

ahead of myself.

Let's tell the story

from the beginning.

Oh, right! The opening titles!

We are monsters

We are proud

We are monsters

Say it loud

Don't stop rocking

your right to fright

We are Monster High

We are monsters

We are proud

We are monsters, say it loud

We are Monster High

We are monsters

We are proud

We are monsters, say it loud

We are Monster High

FRANKIE:
It all started

on the 200th anniversary

of the opening of Monster High,

the bite-centennial celebration.

It was a really big deal.

Ugh, I guess this bite-centennial

celebration is a really big deal.

(SNIFFING) Ugh!

You ghouls smell that?

It's like cheap cologne.

- Ahem.

- (CHUCKLES)

Did I say cheap?

I meant cheerfully applied

by our favorite invisible

drama teacher,

who loves giving us A's?

Smooth, Clawdeen. Very smooth.

Are we ready for this evening's

scaritage performance, ladies?

Ready? Why, we're practically

bursting at the seams.

I know how you feel.

The whole school is

howling with anticipation

for the info-tainment

event of the century,

"The History of Monster High.

"A Bite-centennial Celebration

of Exceptional Acceptance."

A Mr. Where production.

Trademark pending.

Do not be late for the

rehearsal this afternoon.

ALL:
We won't.

(EXHALES)

Okay, seriously?

That cologne smells worse

than a zombie's gym bag.

- Huh?

- No offense, Ghoulia.

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

What's with the new kids?

You ghouls haven't met the

new transfer students yet?

They're Hybrid Monsters.

You mean they're like two

different monsters in one?

Exactly. They each have

more than one scaritage.

Two different monsters?

Shouldn't they have to

make up their minds?

Cleo, you can't even

make up your mind

when you pick an outfit for school.

(GASPS)

You know, I've heard this isn't the

first time they've changed schools.

I guess being a Hybrid

makes it hard to fit in.

They don't look very friendly.

Cleo, you don't look very friendly.

(GHOULS GIGGLING)

(GRUNTS)

Oh, my ghoul, Frankie!

- Embarrassing.

- NEIGHTHAN:
Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I don't know

what happened. I just...

(GASPS)

I'm Frankie.

And now would be the part

where you tell me your name.

(STUTTERING) I'm...

Neighthan. His name is Neighthan.

Come on, Neighthan, let's go.

Oh, welcome to Monster

High, Neighthan.

I think you and your Hybrid friends

are really going to like it here.

Yeah. Sure.

Come on, Neighthan. Time to go.

Told you they didn't

seem very friendly.

I gotta go. Bye, Frankie.

(GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Sign.

Bye.

(SIGHING)

...which finally brings us to

the most important branch

of the de Nile family tree.

Next slide.

Me!

So, in conclusion,

because my family has more pharaohs

and queens than anyone else's,

my scaritage project

should win first prize.

The scaritage report is an

assignment. Not a competition.

Well, just so long as

we're all in agreement

that if this were a competition,

I'd win. (CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

Robecca Steam, your turn.

This is my father,

- Hexiciah Steam.

- (ALL MURMURING)

He was a brilliant mechanic,

a revolutionary inventor,

and a teacher here at Monster High.

I was well acquainted

with Professor Steam.

- Here we go again.

- (ALL GROANING)

I was his favorite student.

And who could blame him?

My father had a workshop

down in the catacombs

where they say he invented

something new every single day.

And one day, he invented me.

Favorite student. Right here.

And this belongs to my father.

I don't really know what it is.

Father went missing

over 100 years ago,

so I've kept this to remember him by.

Every time I look at it,

it reminds me how grateful I am that

Hexiciah Steam discovered

the secret to creating life,

to creating me.

(APPLAUSE)

Very good, Robecca.

And now, Frankie Stein.

(CLEARS THROAT) Me? Okay.

Um...

(CLEARS THROAT)

So, um,

my grandfather was

Victor Frankenstein, and

he built my dad, and...

That's all I know. Thank you.

That's it?

I think Grandpa went to Monster High.

Oh! Oh...

And I have these.

The blueprints for making me.

And the photo album?

Oh, um...

Just a bunch of ripped out pages.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

And that's all I got.

Frankie Stein,

I am most disappointed

with this report.

You are completely unprepared.

But my mom and dad

won't tell me about my...

When I was a student here at Monster

High, I was always prepared.

It's like Professor Steam used to say,

"If you're always prepared..."

ALL:
"You'll never be scared."

Correct.

Frankie Stein,

you are to redo the assignment

and present it again

first thing tomorrow.

(SOBBING)

Next, Abbey Bominable.

Family history starts with ice age.

Fasten seat belts.

This could take a while.

Could somebody pass

the Dead Sea salt?

- I've got it.

- Here you go.

- After you.

- Sorry about that.

- If you insist.

- All right then.

- Oh, no, my fault.

- Sorry about that.

Oh, for dying out loud.

Don't fret, love.

A bad grade on your project

isn't the end of the world.

No, it's not that, Lagoona.

It's just,

you ghouls all seem to know

so much about your scaritage.

But I don't know anything about mine.

Can you not speak to your

father about your family?

My parents won't talk

about my grandfather.

And anytime I ask,

my dad just gets into one

of his moods and is all...

(GROWLS) "Grandpa bad!"

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SHIVERS) Ooh.

Oh.

Too cold.

Allow me.

Much better.

Hey, guys! Wanna join us?

Yeah, that would be...

Unnecessary, because we've

already got a table. Thanks.

Rude much? No wonder they got

kicked out of eight different schools.

You know, I wish there was some way

we could find my father's

workshop in the catacombs.

He used to keep a journal

about everything.

If your grandfather was a

student at Monster High,

I'm sure he'd have written about him.

You don't remember where it is?

If I really fire on all cylinders,

I think I might be able to find it.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's go find that journal.

Uh, Venus, you know I don't do salad.

Meow. What's this I hear about

a mystery trip to the catacombs?

I'm so there. Scooch.

(SCOFFS) Um...

Hello, this is my space.

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