Mostly Ghostly: Have You Met My Ghoulfriend? Page #6

Of course, dear.

But we should get going, I

mean, we don't wanna be late

and be kicked off

the team, right?

Oh, no. Right, right, right. No.

No son of mine is ever gonna

be late for practice.

Go, fight.

Go.

No, wait.

What time is the game?

Two o'clock.

Two o'clock?

Yep.

Two o'clock.

Two o'clock. Two o'clock.

Two o'clock.

I'm gonna call Eddie, I'm

gonna cancel that golf game,

and I am gonna be there.

Yeah, you are.

I better call Joan.

Yeah.

Go call Eddie.

Look, Mom and Dad told me about

how I freaked out this morning.

But you helped me,

calmed me down

and kept me from hurting myself.

I don't even know what happened,

but you helped me, so,

thank you.

I owe you one.

Do you know what happened to me?

You were possessed

by a berserker ghoul.

Right, I said I owe you one.

That doesn't mean I have

to believe your stories

about ghosts and magic. You know

I don't believe that stuff.

Well, maybe someday you will.

Dude, just get out of here.

Go do your nerd stuff.

Dad, I need the phone.

Come on,

my grave, further ahead.

Okay, now what do we do?

Okay, Emma must

return to her grave

and Max will say his chant

while holding the ring.

That should break the spell

and you can be dead again.

Okay, great, then all

I have to do is...

My ring!

I don't have it.

I took it off and stuck it in my

pocket after soccer practice.

You mean you came

out here, on Halloween,

with no protection from Phears?

Don't worry. I'll run

back and get it right now.

Did I just hear someone say

that they forgot to bring the

ring to our little party?

How careless.

Looks like you all fell

for my little plan.

Even you, Emma. You look

lovely, by the way.

You see, I knew you would be good

to get the ring off his finger

but how would I capture

all of them together?

Easy, you tell them

the story about your family.

How you want so

badly to be reunited,

just like Tara

and Nicky want to be

with their parents, and presto!

You all end up back

at your graveside.

You see, I didn't just

pick you by accident.

I knew nothing of this

plan, little ones.

I swear it.

Don't worry, Emma.

We believe you.

Phears just used you.

Oh. Oh, yes. Did I use you?

I'm so sorry.

Finally, the end of the

Roland brats and Max Doyle.

This is gonna be fun.

No, leave Max out of it.

He didn't do anything to you and he

has nothing to do with our parents.

On the contrary,

he's had plenty to do

with disrupting my plans.

And now all of you

are going to pay for it.

Max!

Tara, run. Come on.

Not so fast, tough guy.

And as for you, missy...

Max, run.

Get the ring.

Yes, Max.

I will help you.

Oh, you're not going anywhere.

Ah, yes, but of course.

When in need, ask your

friends for help.

Catch that boy and destroy him.

Wow! Cool costume.

I'm totally getting

one of those next year.

Ghouls!

Look out.

Move.

Ghoul chase!

Hey, bro.

What's up'?

Max?

My bro.

My bro right there.

Is that Max?

Max, this is awesome.

How are you doing all this?

Well, my minor in college

is gonna be in makeup

and special effects.

Good. That's good.

You fight like a ghoul.

Max!

How cool was that?

Max.

Max.

There are too many people here.

These ghouls will

destroy them all.

I'm sleepy-

No, no, don't fall asleep now.

I need you.

Yeah, you nerds go all

out for Halloween.

What's up?

Those aren't nerds and

they're not going anywhere,

except after me.

Dude, not cool.

Dude!

Not dudes. Ghouls.

Oh, you wanna play, huh?

Max, follow me.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah.

Do you believe me

about ghouls now?

Yeah, I'm getting there.

Stop it.

It's nothing.

What's up?

Ah!

Come to papa.

Mauler, of course.

Bed.

Oh.

Here, kitty, kitty.

What? Cat got your tongue?

Emma. Emma,

Emma, you awake?

Got any ideas what

to do with this cat?

Just catch him, Max.

I'm too sleepy.

Swell.

Okay, Mauler.

Come on, boy.

Take it easy.

Okay, Max.

I will help you.

Okay, Mauler.

Maybe this will get you.

Check this out.

Oh, man! I hope

we're not too late.

Me too.

'Cause I must go sleep now.

No, I still need your help.

Use the ring, Max.

And mangy cat.

That is all you need.

Good night.

Tara! Nicky!

Where are you guys?

Max!

Over here. Phears locked us in this

creepy, old crypt with his dark magic.

Yeah, well,

we'll see about that.

From the light of Earth,

the dark descends.

Should they return?

That all depends.

When hands point up to moonlit

skies, on ten, three, one

the darkness dies.

Not the funnel!

Oh! That bratty kid

and his ring again!

Enough!

Tough luck, you little dweeb.

If I get dragged into that

funnel, she goes with me

and you'll never see her again.

Now cough up that ring.

Yeah, well, let's see who

else gets dragged into this.

One second.

Not Mauler, my most

beautiful wicked cat!

Bye, Mauler. Too bad no one

will ever see you again.

Don't hurt him.

Then let Tara go.

You promise not to destroy

him if I release her?

Don't listen to him, Max. Don't

trust Phears. It's a trick.

I got a few of those

up my sleeve myself.

Okay, I promise.

Now let her go.

What do we do now?

Now we let the cat

out of the bag.

He's got Mauler.

My beautiful, evil kitty.

You tricked me,

you two-faced brat!

No! Mauler, don't be afraid.

Mauler, Daddy's coming. Be brave.

Be brave for Daddy!

My God!

He would do anything

for that cat.

Okay, come on Tara,

we promised to help Emma and help her

get her back to her resting place.

Okay, you ready?

Emma?

Come on, Emma, wake up.

You can do it, Emma,

can you hear me?

Oh!

Whoo! Emma?

Oh, thank you.

Thank you all so much.

You're very, very kind.

Now, I must go home.

Oh, Emma, if you see our

parents, can you tell them that...

Well, I'm happy for her.

If she didn't have friends

in Plover before,

she does now.

Yeah.

Phears is gone for a while.

Yeah, now if I can just convince

Cammy I'm not a total weirdo.

Well, you never know.

Stranger things have happened.

Yeah.

Let's go, Orange!

Let's go, Orange!

Don't let him have it.

Take the ball!

No! No! No!

What are you, asleep?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Come on, come on.

All right, Freeley. Three minutes left.

Tie game. You got any more substitutes,

put them in.

Thomas, you're out!

Max! Max! Max! Max! Max!

Max! Max!

Max! Max! Max!

Max! Max! Max! Max! Max!

Okay, Secret Weapon.

You're up.

Listen, it's all for you.

Okay? Take forward. Go.

Max!

Come on, hustle up.

Max. Come on.

Let's do it.

What's going on?

Ready?

Come on.

Where's right forward?

It's over here.

Good hustle.

You can do it! Here!

You'll be fine.

Good.

All right.

You got this, Max.

Go.

- Yes.

- Back away, loser.

Max. What are you doing?

Dude, that way.

Max. I think this

will work better.

All right.

- Oh!

- Yeah!

Do you think that hurt his head?

Hurt his head?

Mom?

Honey, come on. When you're

making all-star plays like that,

you just lay it out there.

You don't worry

about getting hurt.

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