HAPPY HALLOWISHES PART ONE
By Swarlock
Steven W. Warlock was bored. His Buddy Frankiestein and his bat Birdy were working here at the mansion and yet they were still bored.
The place was nice enough. Hot and cold running chills, the parties were to die for.
Once he managed to swipe some cake from Master Gracey's aunt while she wasn't looking but it got eaten by Fifi the poodle who complained to the other ghost animals as per usual. But they needed some excitement.
"Hey, Frankie. Wanna do something fun?" he asked him.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Something that'll have the whole park buzzing," he told him.
"Go find Phineas, Erza and Gus."
Frankie turned himself into a bat and missed the front door completely.
His bat Birdy squeaked wildly.
"Yes, I know but he usually wears his specs," he said.
Elsewhere...
"Ezra. I'm bored," Phineas said yawning.
"That's news to me. Usually we're off causing trouble in the park. Truth be told so am I and for once I think I'm going to hit the crypt and snooze for a few days. What say you, Gus?"
Gus was trying to fit his ball and chain into his mouth again.
"Yum. Tastes like Chicken," he said stupidly.
Ezra and Phineas just rolled their eyes seeing him do this.
"Remember when we tried to teach him Golf?" Phineas said as he began reminiscing.
"Yeah. I told him to address the ball. He scrawled addresses of all the places where Pizza joints were."
"And then he ate the ball to keep it safe," Ezra responded.
Frankiestein flew in and crashed into the wall again.
'NOT COORDINATED, ARE YOU?" Ezra said loudly.
"Taint funny, McGee!" Frankie said sarcastically. "Steven W. Warlock wants to see you."
"Oh yeah! The new guy. He's loads of laughs," Erza said.
"Come with me," he said gleefully.
"Why do I have the feeling we're not going to like this?" Erza said to Phineas.
He just shrugged.
Gus was following behind them and tap Erza on the shoulder.
"Wanna see me blow bubbles with my spit?"
"Aaaaaaaah! Maybe later."
To be continued...