Ok, this is a story mostly at the request of Chipmunks Are My THANG and the anonymous reviewer, your biggest fan, so this is mainly for those two as well as the Clawdelein (Yes, I gave it a new name, lol) fans out there.

I do not own Monster High, sadly.


Clawdeen walked the halls of Monster High confidently. She had nothing to fear since she was one of the most frightening monsters in the school, thanks to her temper. Strolling up to her locker, Clawdeen found a note slipped into her locker and wondered who it could be from. The scent coming from it was unfamiliar so it couldn't have been one of her ghoulfriends who sent it. Opening the note, Clawdeen read the short poem inside.

Your voice makes my fur stand on end
My ears twitch and I want to hear it again
Your eyes are bright, brilliant, beautiful
My heart swells and I feel wonderful
Your fur is soft and very smooth
I wish I could go on a date with you.
Signed – Fabulously Furry

Clawdeen was pleasantly surprised by the note; she didn't know she had any secret admirers. Draculara came bouncing up next to her and asked, "Hey Deen, what's up?"

"Check out this note I just found in my locker. Can you tell who it's from?"

Draculara took the note from her ghoulfriend's outstretched hand and read it through. "The handwriting doesn't look familiar to me, Deen. I don't think I've seen it before. But it's so cute how someone wrote you a poem!"

Clawdeen chuckled as she took the note back and stashed it in her notebook (no pun intended). "Come on, we'd better get to Mad Science or Ms. Creeptic will give us detention."

Draculara nodded and the two headed to class. When they were situated with their friends, Clawdeen passed around the note to see if anyone could tell who it was from, but no one had any clue who the mysterious 'Fabulously Furry' could be.

"Maybe it's another werewolf that's crushing on you?" Frankie suggested.

"Maybe it's a very hairy Cyclops that's afraid of what you'll think?" Lagoona added.

"Maybe it's a big foot that's too shy to show themselves?" Spectra volunteered.

"Perhaps another snow monster come and wants your affections." Abbey mused.

"I haven't seen any snow monsters here other than you, Abbey." Frankie pointed out softly.

"Is true, but there is possibility."

Frankie shrugged and went back to taking notes with the rest of her friends as Clawdeen thought over who could possibly have given her the note. There was a never-ending list of werewolves who could have done it, but the majority of them were her brothers and sisters. Not to mention that the furry population of Monster High was much higher than the scaly or smooth skinned population. Sighing, the werewolf fashionista decided that she could ignore it for now. Going back to her work, Clawdeen let the note slip her mind.


"Hey Tor." Purrsephone purred as she walked up.

"Hey Seph, where's Meowlody?"

"She's home sick with Wicked Scratch Syndrome."

Toralei nodded. "Well, at least you could make it today."

Purrsephone chuckled and walked alongside Toralei as they headed to Mad Science. As they got seated, Toralei purposefully sat away from Cleo and her group of friends; she didn't need drama so early in the morning.

"I wanted to ask…" Toralei turned to Purrsephone with a raised eyebrow and the black-haired cat cleared her throat. "I was wondering if you've got a date by Friday, maybe you could double date with me and Saberio?"

Toralei giggled. "Seph, you know very well that I won't have a date by Friday."

"Why not?" Purrsephone asked, twirling a strand of her black hair around one manicured claw.

"Because I don't like anyone. And you know I wouldn't do something I don't want to do."

Purrsephone sighed and said, "There has to be SOMEONE in Monster High that has caught your attention."

"Nope, no one's really screamed out to me, you know? I don't even see anyone that could be a possibility."

Purrsephone giggled and replied, "Ok, Toralei. If you say so."

For the rest of the afternoon, Toralei buried herself into her work, trying to forget about Purrsephone's offer of a date. By lunchtime, Toralei had had plenty of success with it and was doing fairly well blocking thoughts of dating out of her mind for the time being. She got into the lunch line behind Deuce who was behind Cleo who was talking to Clawdeen. When Cleo turned and saw Toralei standing behind Deuce, she sneered and pulled her boyfriend away.

"What do you want, Stripe?" the Egyptian princess hissed. "If you're trying to steal my boyfriend, I'll-."

"Save it Cleo, Deuce isn't my type. And anything you have isn't worth stealing anyway." Cleo's eyes widened in shock before narrowing in anger. Duece saw the incoming storm and began pulling his girlfriend away. "Come on, Cleo. Let's wait a little bit before getting our lunch." Cleo reluctantly let Deuce lead her away, shooting daggers at Toralei over her shoulder. The werecat didn't notice because she had just found herself right next to a very puzzled werewolf.

Clawdeen turned to Toralei and her eyes narrowed. "Where's Cleo?" she snarled.

"Not anywhere I'm interested in going." Toralei replied, picking up a bowl of Yell-O. A growl began building in Clawdeen's chest as she took a step closer to Toralei.

"One more step is too close, Wolf." Toralei warned, not looking away from the roasted fish not too far away.

"What are you going to do about it?" Clawdeen growled, taking another step forward so that she and Toralei were nearly chest and chest. Toralei was only a little shorter than she was and Clawdeen glared into the werecat's eyes. Toralei glared back while Purrsephone moved around to behind Clawdeen and opened her carton of milk. When Toralei saw what Purrsephone was about to do, her mind went into Panic mode.

"Watch out!" she shrieked, pushing Clawdeen out of the way just as the milk splashed down… onto her head. Purrsephone stared in horror at what she'd just done as Toralei felt a growl vibrating her chest. Shaking herself dry, the orange cat looked down at her ruined outfit and sighed.

"Come on, Seph. I'm not hungry all of a sudden." Turning on her heel, Toralei stalked out of the cafeteria with Purrsephone right on her heels, both their tails hanging limply.


Clawdeen picked herself up off the ground and watched the two werecats go. As she grabbed and paid for her lunch, Clawdeen thought about what had just happened. Sitting down, the werewolf heard Cleo laughing and asked, "What's so funny?"

"The fact that Stripe got milk poured on her when she was trying to intimidate you. That's wicked."

Clawdeen nodded slowly. "Actually, I think she was trying to stop me from getting milk poured on me."

"Why would she do that?" Frankie inquired curiously.

"I… don't know."

Clawdeen continued eating as she wondered at Toralei's strange behavior. Deciding to just ignore it since the werecat's was probably just in a good mood, Clawdeen headed back to class with her friends, waiting for the day to be over.


There's the first chapter. Hope you liked it, more to come soon. Review for me, I wanna know whatcha think.