Monster High: Electrified Page #5

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Huh.

[shutter clicking]

[phone dials, rings]

[Frankie] Hi.

He-Hey, it's Twyla.

We need to talk.

[thunder crashes]

[Frankie] Wow. This is good work.

Digging tools, the Tesla coil,

electrical equipment.

And who has a zom-bake sale in the

middle of nowhere during a rainstorm?

Ooh. Brownie.

Don't eat that. I checked.

Yeah, it's like 90 percent dirt.

Ew.

What could they possibly be up to?

I feel terrible asking, but...

can you keep watching them?

[chuckles] It's what I do best.

Just... please be careful.

- I don't want you to end up in any kind of danger.

- [thunder rumbles]

- [clangs]

- Whoa!

[gasps] Oh!

You know, like now, for instance?

- [grunts]

- Twyla!

I'm okay. I...

- [thunder rumbling]

- Whoa!

[electricity crackling]

Ooh!

[sighs]

You saved me, Frankie. Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Frankie, um, are you okay?

Whoo! [chuckles] I'm all right.

A little lightning never hurt anybody.

I mean, never hurt a Stein anyway.

But from now on,

what do you say we meet indoors?

Huh. That's never happened before.

Well, that was a lot of lightning.

You sure you don't need some help?

No, I'm fine.

Listen, we're having another ghouls' night

tonight upstairs. You want to come?

Uh, I think I've already had more

excitement than I can handle.

Thanks though.

Okay, well, if you change your mind,

you've got my iCoffin number.

[zapping]

[squeaks]

Huh? Hmm.

[electrical humming]

[electrical humming]

Good morning, Twyla!

That was quite a storm last night, huh?

Yeah. Um, that electricity thing

still happening to you?

It's no big deal. In fact,

I woke up full of energy.

[chuckles]

Hmm, right.

Hey, so I'm going to go spy

on that zom-bake sale.

I'm pretty sure those guys

are hiding something.

Be sure to call me when you find out.

Of course. I will.

Well, at least it's a nice day!

[groaning]

Mm-hmm.

[mumbling]

Huh.

Mmm.

[humming]

Hey!

- [whistles]

- [speaks gibberish]

[whispering]

Uh-huh.

Oh! [grunts]

[speaks gibberish]

[speaks gibberish]

[grunting]

[shrieking]

Hey!

[chattering]

[groaning]

[grunts]

[bird squawking]

Huh?

Oh.

[grunting]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[sighs]

[clears throat] Hey, guys!

The creepateria has

brains for lunch today.

[chuckles]

[blows raspberry] Brains?

Brains, brains, brains, brains?

[giggles]

[whirring]

[gasps]

Get back to work.

You can sleep when you're dead.

[grunts] Or, well, you...

you know what I mean.

No more breaks until all that

electricity is in there.

Frankie's science project.

What are they up to?

[shutter clicking]

[grunts]

[shouts]

[clicks]

Oh!

[grunts, mutters]

[clicks]

[zomboy groans]

- [gasps]

- [shouts]

Come on, ghouls.

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