Once Upon a Nightmare
A Monster High Fanfiction by Nova Caine
When Bloodgood hires a suspicious-looking vice principal, things begin to change drastically at the school, resulting in students nearly getting murdered and teen pregnancies. Sequel to "Who, What, When, Where, Why?"
Like my first story, each chapter has a suggested track. For best reading experience, look up each song and listen.
Chapter 1: School meeting
Suggested Track: Heroes- Alesso
The quiet murmur of conversation filled the air in the auditorium as the students waited for Bloodgood to come and explain why they were there. There didn't seem to be any apparent reason why she called them at the moment, so needless to say, everyone was quite curious.
A hush fell over the students as Bloodgood's black heels clicked to the podium. She adjusted the mic, cleared her throat, and began.
"Children, I suppose you're wondering why you've been gathered here today. A new addition has arrived at our school. His name is Mr. Pearlin and he is the new vice principal. You must treat him the same way you treat me, for he is now my eyes and ears when I'm not around." Bloodgood brushed a lock of hair to the side. "And now, without further ado, here is Mr. Pearlin."
At that moment, a tall man who looked to be a normie graced the scene. He carried a tall, pointed staff in his hand and wore a purple coat. An opal necklace was hung around his neck. He walked with much ease to the podium and looked over the sea of students, a smile coming to his face. He looked in the direction where Bloodgood had left.
"Please, call me Napoleon." He had a deep, smooth voice that drew the students' attention immediately. Even Manny Taur stared at him with intense curiosity. Napoleon gripped his necklace and rubbed his thumb on it, still looking at Bloodgood. "Thank you all for your attention. I come to help this school be the best it can be, for the school itself peaked my interest when I heard about it. All of you students coming together, though many of you may be from different backgrounds, really made me want to be a part of this. And, for those curious, I am a wizard."
Napoleon then began to speak of making the school even better and ensuring every student had a good future. As the meeting ended, the students left the auditorium and went to their normal classes, still all feeling puzzled.
"I don't trust him," Frankie admitted later. She was with Clawd, Draculaura, Jackson, Heath, Valentine, Clawdeen and Howleen. About two weeks earlier, these Monster High students solved a murder, and now every Friday, they met at the Die-ner for an after school snack. Usually, Abbey was with them, but not today.
"He is a little strange," Jackson shrugged, biting into his sandwich. "Although, I can't help but feel like Bloodgood has a specific purpose for putting him in charge."
"A purpose?" Heath snorted. "What purpose? To stare at us while we're eating lunch and making us feel awkward?"
Draculaura, however, stared at her salad, lost deep in thought. Clawd, concerned, nudged his girlfriend. "You okay, sweetie?"
Draculaura looked up, giving a brisk nod. "Oh-oh, oh, yeah. It's just…" she trailed off, pushing her fork against the side of her plate. "Napoleon…seems familiar. I've seen him a long time ago, I know I have!"
Clawd shrugged. "Well, he's just one of those weird characters. I'm sure we'll get over it." Clawd soon felt himself being tapped on the shoulder. He turned to his right, seeing Valentine nervously trying to get his attention. Clawd sighed, somewhat annoyed. "Yes, Valentine?"
"Uh," Releasing his finger off of the wolf, Valentine pointed to a small dish of gravy sitting near Clawd's plate. "Are you using that?"
Clawd shook his head, handing the gravy over. "Nah. I personally think this gravy is nasty. They must have done something to it to-…what are you doing?" Clawd raised an eyebrow in pure confusion upon seeing that Valentine was pouring the gravy on his pasta salad.
Valentine looked up, glancing around the table. "What? What's wrong?"
"Yuck!" Howleen shrieked, making a face. "That's nasty!"
Taking a bite, Valentine gave Howleen a smug smile. "You're nasty."
Growling, Howleen snatched up some garlic salt from the table and shoved it in Valentine's face. "I'm going to pour this in your eyes!"
Valentine screamed and grabbed his plate and promptly dove under the table, causing Heath to burst into laughter.
"Ha! Oh, man, I love coming here with you guys. You're all so fun!" When his laughter subsided, he sighed. "Too bad Abbey's not here, she said she was sick."
The door in the back opened and Franke's eyes widened in surprise. "Well, speak of the Yeti! Here she is now!"
Heath glanced over in surprise and waved at his girlfriend. "Hey, baby! Over here!" however, Abbey did not come close. She stood by the door, glaring at Heath and not speaking. Heath, convinced that something was wrong, got up from the table and went to get meet her. "Everything okay?"
"Come out side," Abbey demanded coldly, taking Heath's hand. When the two were outside, Abbey turned to Heath, crossing her arms and continuing to stare crossly.
Heath was sick with worry. "Sweetie, what's wrong? Come on, did I do something? What did I do? Huh?"
Abbey's eyes suddenly welled up with big, frozen tears. She covered her face, whimpering. Concerned, Heath took Abbey into his arms lovingly, stroking her hair.
"What's wrong?" his voice dropped to a whisper. "Did I hurt you?"
Abbey looked up at him, sniffing. "Heath, I am pregnant."
Hiiiiii everyone! 'Bout time I posted this, huh? Well, yes, this is the sequel to my very first story, so you will see many references to that. Now, tell me, what do you think will happen next? What do you think of Napoleon? Are his intentions good? Leave your predictions in your review, and that being said, please review! I adore getting feedback.
Until next time, my fellow monsters!