Monster High: Freaky Fusion Page #4

(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)

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