[growling]
Stop throwing rocks at me!
Wait, throwing rocks.
You're not a regular bear, are you?
You're an Oni Kuma.
[growling]
That book said you can stop an Oni Kuma attack
by tickling it. Unleash the tickle monster.
Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle.
[laughing]
Your monster instincts brought you here, just like me.
We'll fit in together.
[grunting]
Shifting shadows, heart of storm,
obey my spell, now transform.
No, no, no, no.
[growling]
Ah! Hey, biting is my thing.
[groaning]
Gotta reverse the spell.
Shadows, storm, transform.
To introduce you to our newest monster,
Frankie Stein.
Hi, Frankie.
I'm Frankie, Frankie Stein.
I'm I'm 15 days old, and my pronouns are they/them?
I'm so excited to be here,
I wrote a whole speech.
[clearing throat]
Monsters dictionary defines high school as-
[screaming]
[gasping]
Are you okay?
Uh. Sorry, I just- I-
Just a little shock.
[howling]
Any ideas, mini Deuce dudes?
Strong Deuce will make him stone.
Ride's right. I've got this.
[growling]
Or we could takes a naps.
Sloth is right. Got to go.
[growling]
[screaming] I've been bear napped!
Oh, no! Deuce!
Whoops. Sorry, headmistress.
Ah.
[groaning]
I will not "sign you up".
[clearing throat]
My eyes are down here, Miss Wolf.
As I was saying, Monster High does not admit
your kind. Now back to your human town.
But I can't just leave and forget about this.
That's exactly what you'll do.
Whenever an uninvited human exits Monster High's gates,
they completely forget we exist.
Oh, that's why there was a Glaucus statue by the gate.
The Glaucus steals memories.
I don't know who needs to hear this,
but knock off mummy wraps look like toilet paper.
It's you. You need to hear this, toilet paper girl.
What? Toilet paper?
Nah, girl, these are genuine mummy wraps.
Okay? No toilet paper.
[groaning]
[gasping]
[screeching]
You're- you're real, and really a ghost.
[chuckles] Yeah.
A nose boop, and not even like a tiny flinch?
[groaning] I'm gonna fail, Hauntanomics.
And then my ghoulma will take away my iCoffin.
[groaning]
Shifting shadows.
I can't believe the headmistress letting in that half human.
Clawdeen? But she's so nice.
Exactly. What's next? Witches?
Yeah, there'll be a star crossed romance
between a monster and a witch. The monster will eat the witch
and use their bones as decorations.
[grunting]
Witches don't belong here, Lagoona!
Not even if we upcycle them.
Should probably sit over there
where I can't get you with my curse.
Don't go too far, Frankie. We'll miss you.
[gasping]
Wow. Now that's a dumpster fire.
[groaning]
Draculaura.
Speak of the devil.
No, the devil's Heath's dad.
Has a goatee, invented pimples and 24 hour news channels.
That's Dracula.
Hey, Dad. Dad, you're on mute.
So I wrapped the pfft judgments early,
had to banish a vampire for a wardrobe violation.
Harsh, but we all know baseball caps are beneath us.
I'll be there soon. Bat out.
What's a birthday without presents?
[gasping] The moon claw necklace?
But, it's mom's.
She left it behind for a reason, and I still believe
she's coming home for it one day.
But until then, you could hold on to it for her.
So, a used gift that I get to borrow temporarily
and then to think all those unlucky kids getting
guitars and laptops for their birthdays.
I knew you'd like this better, so I sent back that pony.
It says something. Trust your instincts.
That was your mom's motto.
She knew how to trust her instincts.
Weird thing was, her instincts always said
it was my turn to do the dishes.
Thanks, Dad. I love it.