Monster High: Freaky Fusion Page #2

And why would you want to come

with us to the catacombs, Toralei?

What? I'm a curious kitty.

Now let's go find that...

Whatever it is we're finding.

(GRUNTS)

All right, loverghoul, let's go.

I don't know why we

couldn't sit with them.

Those ghouls seemed nice.

Neighthan, don't be naive.

Regular monsters don't want

anything to do with us Hybrids.

You know how it works.

We change schools, get pushed

around for a few weeks,

then it's off to find another school.

This place will be no different.

Come on, Avia.

Monster High is supposed to be

different than those other schools.

They say everyone is welcome.

Even if they have a freaky flaw.

Yeah, flaw, not flaws.

They don't understand what it's

like to have two. Right, Sirena?

Sirena!

Huh? Oh.

Yes. I agree with all of you.

You got distracted again.

No, I just...

Oh, hey...

Are you going to finish those?

(LAUGHING)

(RUMBLING)

(BOTH GASP)

- Please, after you.

- You first.

- If you insist.

- Why, thank you.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

- Toralei, move over!

- I like this spot!

Move over!

- Scooch.

- Move over.

- Move!

- (HISSES)

Brace yourself, it's a bumpy ride.

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

I'm pretty sure it was down...

(STUTTERING)

This way.

It's so dark down here.

Can anybody see anything?

I've got this.

No, worries. I've got this.

Looks like we have a

hidden passage down under.

This is it.

Ghouls, I give you the

workshop of Hexiciah Steam!

(METAL CREAKING)

I didn't expect it to be so

bottomless-pitty. (CHUCKLES)

I don't understand.

It should be right here.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

All those in favor of not opening the

scary clock door again, say eyeball.

ALL:
Eyeball!

(GASPING)

VENUS:
I don't get it.

It's just a model.

(GASPING)

VENUS:
It's about time?

She's right. It's about

time we got out of here.

(GROANS)

- (ALL GASPING)

- FRANKIE:
Wow!

It's about time!

A security lock based

on a clock system.

Oh, that is so my dad.

(ALL GASPING)

(CUCKOOS)

(SNEEZES)

Okay, everybody spread out

and look for that journal.

Uh, but remember,

don't touch anything.

Why's everyone looking at me?

Okay! Don't touch anything, got it!

(GASPS)

Oh, my Ra!

Why didn't anybody tell me

my headband was crooked?

Hey, what you doing?

Toralei!

(ENUNCIATING) Meow.

Ghouls, I found the journal!

Does it say anything

about my grandfather?

"October 5th, 1814.

"Victor Frankenstein is one of the

brightest and most promising students"

"I have ever had the

pleasure to educate."

That's him! You found my grandfather!

- What else does it say?

- Let's see.

Hmm. "Unfortunately,

there's another side to Victor.

"A dangerous inner personality

"that recklessly disregards the

spectacular mysteries of life

"in pursuit of his

scientific ambitions.

"I fear this may be young

Victor's undoing."

Wow...

I wonder if that's why my

parents don't talk about him.

(MEOWS)

Hey! I wasn't done with that.

Uh...

That's different.

- ALL:
Toralei!

- Okay.

Now I get why you all looked at me

when you said, "Don't touch anything."

Uh-oh!

(GASPS)

(EXCLAIMING)

(YOWLING)

Whoa...

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(CUCKOOS)

Oh.

Somebody wanna tell me

what just happened?

Ugh, I'll tell you what happened.

Toralei touched something.

Mmm.

Something's different.

Does this workshop look

(GROANS) cleaner to you ghouls?

VENUS:
Draculaura's right.

Something is different.

Isn't it obvious?

Robecca's dad invented

some kind of a cleaner-upper machine.

You ghouls should be thanking

me for sprucing up this dump.

Whatever that was,

I feel it would be wise for us

to leave before

something else happens.

Jinafire's right.

We should get back up to the school or

we're gonna miss Mr. Where's rehearsal.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(GASPING)

(ALL GASPING)

(GASPS)

Oh...

FRANKIE:
It looks like Monster

High is under construction.

DRACULAURA:
1814?

So that means Hexiciah

Steam built a...

Time teleporter.

CLAWDEEN:
No way!

FRANKIE:
If this is the year 1814,

then that means

- I can go meet my grandfather!

- (GROANS)

I agree. We cannot risk

interactions with past events.

Our presence here could change the

entire course of monster history.

Oh.

I guess you're right.

Ghoulia, how long until we can

open the workshop door again?

- (GROANS)

- Then it's settled.

We wait one hour for

the workshop door

to reopen and we go back to...

Where's Toralei?

Oh, no. Look.

(MEOWS)

(LAUGHS)

That kitty really

rankles my bandages.

We've got to find her before

she causes any more trouble.

(WHIMPERING)

This is so bad!

Don't worry, Draculaura.

We'll find Toralei.

DRACULAURA:
Not that.

There's no iCoffin reception in 1814.

(BAWLING)

Why is everybody staring at us?

CLAWDEEN:
It's 1814.

They've never seen fashion

styles like ours before.

(GRUNTS) It's a Ghost-ier

original and it's magnificent.

Move along.

The sooner we find Toralei and get

back to our own time, the better.

We should split up.

We'll find her faster that way.

And remember, try not

to talk to anybody.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(CHUCKLES)

Toralei has got to be

around here somewhere.

(GASPING)

All right, class.

Settle down. Settle down.

That's Hexiciah Steam. Robecca's dad.

(PANTING) Sorry, I'm late

again, Professor Steam!

Oh, my ghoul! That's...

Mr. Rotter!

Just take your seat.

Come on. Let's just stay for a bit.

(SIGHS)

I trust you're prepared to

deliver your scaritage report?

I am not, sir.

A little preparation

would go along way

toward succeeding in

my class, Mr. Rotter.

You see, if you're always prepared...

You'll never be scared! (CHUCKLES)

Yes. Yes, indeed! Very good.

I like that. (LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

I can't believe Robecca is

missing this. I wish I could text her.

Now then, since Mr. Rotter

is not prepared,

would somebody else care to share

something about their scaritage?

(SPARKY LAUGHS)

No fear. I've got this.

All right then, Sparky, you're next.

Hey, check out mad scientist boy.

Class, Professor Steam,

I do not have a scaritage.

- For, you see, I am an orphan.

- (SIGHS)

So because I don't have

a family, I made one!

(GROWLING)

Yes! I have created life!

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Feast your eyes upon

Ancestral-bot 3.5 and 3.7.

Eh... Don't ask about 3.6.

He turned out to be a few electrons

short of a carbon molecule,

if you know what I mean. (CHUCKLES)

(DISTORTED GROWLING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Not to worry. Just a little setback.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Maybe the normie student exchange

program wasn't such a good idea.

Think we can send him back?

(SIGHS)

(STUTTERING) Stop laughing at me!

I can get it right. I know it.

I'm just missing something!

Some part. Some ingredient!

You're right. You are

missing something.

You tried to create life using this.

But you left out this.

Uh, you mean guts

and organs and stuff?

No, I used plenty of those. Look.

(CHUCKLES) No, no, no.

What I'm talking about

isn't a physical part, lad.

Not some tangible ingredient.

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