Monster High: Friday Night Frights Page #4

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Can I talk to you for a sec?

Totes!

You want to give me some

tips for our next game?

No, I want you to

quit doing this.

Quit? I thought

you'd be proud of me.

I'm playing

Scream just like you!

Yeah,

and look what happened to me!

But I don't get it.

Ever since I've known you,

you've told me to take risks,

to challenge myself,

that I could do anything.

I guess you don't

believe in me after all.

That's not it,

I'm worried about you.

Well, maybe if we had

someone to coach us,

someone who knew

what they were doing.

Uh-uh, no way.

Forget it.

I'm not helping you

injure yourself.

Matter of fact, as your boyfriend,

I... I won't let you play!

Mmm-hmm. Well, I guess

that settles it then.

Phew! Finally!

I'm sorry,

but this is for your own...

I'm playing!

Because it's important.

Okay, so I'm not very good.

I'm not tall or fast or strong.

But my friends need me,

and I'm not going to just

quit and let them down.

I'm not

that kind of monster.

Better save your tears

for the track.

You're gonna need 'em after you

lose the next game!

Can you girls re-enact

your epic fail from Friday?

My Fright Tube subscribers are

beggin' for more crashin' and burnin'!

I'm so sorry

about that, sugars.

I was just

workin' on my moves,

I didn't see you there.

Now, you better run along now

and clean yourselves up.

Hey, I didn't realize

y'all were such rebels.

Anyone who bucks the system

is aces in my book.

I'm in.

And I'm out.

Voltageous!

For Monster High?

Fine. For Monster High.

Okay, ghouls, I know

we lost the first game,

but we can still

make the playoffs,

and now that we've got Operetta,

I'd say things are looking up.

Listen, ladies,

that was a tough loss

the other night.

I'd just like to

tell ya, good game.

I'd like to,

but I can't, you were awful!

You lost to the worst

team in the league!

Ghouls playing Scream. Ha!

Come on, fellas.

Attention, students.

Time for

morning announcements.

Oh, who am I kidding?

We're all doomed.

Slow down.

Slow down?

Honey, I think I'm having

trouble with your accent,

'cause I don't speak

"slow down. "

Yee-haw!

And that, my friends,

is a new record!

Whoo-hoo!

What's the big idea?

You ran over your

own teammate to win?

Who cares how you win,

as long as you win.

That's not the point, mate.

And there is no "I" in "team. "

Well, there sure

enough is one in "win. "

But y'all wouldn't know

about that, would ya?

I've never met such

a selfish monster!

Hold on,

I know everybody's bolts are a

little tight from all the pressure,

but taking it out on each

other is not the answer.

Well, what is the answer?

Obviously we're

getting nowhere!

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