Hotel Transylvania Page #5

-the lizard fingers!

-But you said...

Whoa. Check that costume out.

Wow. Seriously, l just have to ask you:

How are you pulling this off?

l mean, it looks so real.

Like, l could just put

my hand right through...

What do you think you're doing?

She's real. You're real!

Yeah, and l'll give you a real beating.

Keep your hands out of my wife!

Oh, no.

Honey, l just didn't know where you were.

We thought you were still out.

Oh, no.

l don't know why l ever wanted to leave.

The humans are so boring.

Mavis, honey, are you all right?

Yeah, l think so. That was weird.

My head hurts.

-Who is that?

-Who is what?

Oh, that.

That is nobody.

-Seriously, Dad?

-"Dad"?

Yeah, l know, Dracula's daughter.

Everyone freaks out at first.

Dracula?

Okay, we got to go.

Please don't kill me. l'm so young.

l have so many places l want to see.

l've got tickets to six

Dave Matthews Band concerts.

l'm getting out of here.

Shut up already.

lt's impossible for me

to think with all your noise.

Sorry, Glen. Go back to sleep.

-Wait. Aren't you going to suck my blood?

-Classic human paranoia.

Human blood is so fatty,

and you never know where it's been.

So, Dracula doesn't drink blood?

No, l use a blood substitute.

Either Near Blood or Blood Beaters.

You can't tell the difference.

So, wow, you're, like, the real Count Dracula.

Like, "l'm Dracula. Bleh, bleh-bleh."

l've never said that in my life.

"Bleh, bleh-bleh."

l don't know where that comes from.

Can l just ask, what exactly is this place?

What is this place?

lt's a place l built

for all those monsters out there,

lurking in the shadows,

hiding from the persecution of humankind.

A place for them and their families

to come to and be themselves.

A place void of torches,

pitchforks, angry mobs.

A place of peace, relaxation

and tranquility.

Cool. So, it's like a hotel for monsters?

Yes, exactly. "A hotel for monsters."

Way to sum it up.

Okay, hop on my back. We're leaving.

Oh, man, you're a bat now.

l always wanted to fly. What's it like?

This is insane. Wait. Wait, l want to stay.

Can Frankenstein sign my costume?

Can l meet the lnvisible Man?

Hey, if l stuck my hand

in the lnvisible Man's mouth,

-would it disappear?

-Hi.

Mavey! What are you doing,

my sweet little blood orange?

Our friend was just leaving.

Yeah, he was flying me out the window.

This guy, he's so funny.

Look, you have something on your face.

Play along if you ever want

to see your precious backpack.

Whoa. So, wait, you didn't have

any clothes on when you were a bat?

Or were they bat-sized?

Who exactly is that?

Honeybat.

You see, it's your birthday.

And you know l want you to have the bestest,

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