Fred 2: Night of the Living Fred Page #4

- No one.

Geez, I'm starving.

All that outdoor activity made me hungry

for a midnight snack,

even though it's only ten to 11:00.

I really do wonder,

why did he kill Mrs. Felson?

Then again, I suppose the school

music teacher is a pretty prestigious job.

So he probably wanted her position

as a cover-up for his nefarious acts.

What is going on with my pancake?

Mrs. Felson?

- What?

- What are you doing in my pancake?

Fred, I can't hear you,

but I need to warn you about Devlin.

What?

What?

- What do you have to warn me about?

- I don't know what you're saying,

but I need you to be careful of him.

He's more than a music teacher. He's evil.

- I knew it.

- Oh, dear, I have an itch. Gotta go.

I'm not hungry for pancakes anymore.

Yes, you got the last one!

You will not regret it, man.

- I am so about the piano.

- This recital's gonna rock.

Yeah, mostly because of me.

- He's controlling everyone!

- Who?

Devlin! I mean, what's his game?

He keeps saying "Join the world,"

like it's a different world or something.

- Right.

- An alien world!

He's an alien, Bertha. I know it!

He's an alien sent from distant outer space

to control our minds.

Well, you figured me out, Fred.

I am an alien.

The leader of an advance team

sent here to establish

a beachhead in your friendly town.

Devlin.

I'm not Devlin.

I'm...

Mansquito

from the planet of Mansquitoes.

I didn't know

mosquito heads looked like that!

I know, right? And I'm, like, the best-looking

guy on the planet of Mansquitoes.

You got anything to drink?

Like all of your blood?

Ready to go to class?

That's a good suggestion.

Excellent work.

Keep practicing. All right, next victim.

- Weird.

- What?

You scared me.

- Sorry.

- It's okay.

So why didn't you tell me

you and Kevin were brother and sister?

I thought you knew.

I've lived across from you my whole life.

Really?

Hi, I'm Fred.

- Trick or treat!

- Hey, Figglehorn!

Wow, I must have missed it somehow.

But Talia, me and you,

this friendship thing we have going,

I'm gonna have to end it

because your brother, Kevin,

he's a total psycho! A total lunatic!

And he hates my guts!

Yeah, but I don't.

I like you, Fred.

And I don't care what Kevin thinks.

Okay. Well, see you tomorrow.

She likes me. I knew that.

But I don't have time to indulge in romance.

Everyone's taking piano lessons

from Mr. Devlin

even though he is clearly,

clearly no judge of music talent.

Geez! That's a little inappropriate,

putting a vampire

on a children's cereal box, don't you think?

Wait a minute,

that's it!

The umbrella in the sunlight,

the burying stuff in his backyard,

Kevin's new haircut!

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