Author's Note: I saw this movie again this Saturday; this makes the times I've seen this film, six now. Yeaaaay! Going on seven for another time.
Hotel Transylvania
Chapter 4: Father and Daughter Chat; Light and Shadow Meet
At the Moment
Room 174
Mavis' Room
Meanwhile, in Mavis' room, in which the room was painted in dark blue, and had been quickly covered in rock n' roll and Halloween posters. Mavis wasn't exactly a happy camper about the events going on. She was staring at the mirror, practicing the argument that would soon be coming on, as she started, "Dad! You promised me that when I turned 118, you'd let me leave this hotel, like everyone else, to let me go and explore the world." She then did an impersonation as her father, "But Mavy-Wavy, eet's not safe. Bleh, Bleh, Bleh."
She then reverted back to herself, as she walked up the wall, with her shadow acting like her father retreating in a corner, as she was now on the ceiling, arguing, "Dad, you can't back off on this deal. I remember thirty years ago, after we had those mice for dinner, you gave me your word. And you know that I know that our word as a Dracula are sacred bonds. The core of our lineage of proud warriors to the sacred order of the Dragon. The same order that wiped out the Turks taking down the catholic church back in 1462… before you got killed and sired as a vampire."
Bartok sat on her bed stools, as he looked up to her, "I'm guessing you're going batty on his reaction from this morning?"
Mavis sighed in defeat, as she sat on the roof, sighing, "I honestly thought that Dad would've at least try and keep his word to let me go explore."
Bartok flew up to the ceiling and hung upside down on Mavis' shoulder, "Why the sudden rush? All your friends just arrived tonight to spend this time with you."
"I know, but this time and the holidays are practically the only time we ever hang out together," Mavis sighed, as she looked down on the floor, "And we're always stuck here, not even going out on the town… or village, so to speak." She then sighed deeply, as her eyes seemed to glitter with hope, "I might even meet a guy my age."
"But there are guys out here in the hotel. Eligible monsters, ya know," Bartok insisted.
"I know, but…" Mavis struggled, as she lay on her back, looking at the floor, sighing deeply, to let it all out, "I don't want someone picked out for me. And I don't want a million monsters. I just want one. That one."
"Oh, yeah," Bartok sighed, knowing where this was going, "Your Zing, eh?"
Mavis smiled at that, as she nodded, and explained, "Aunt Wanda and Aunt Eunice always told me about that when my mom and dad first met, it was like they 'zinged'. They knew they'd be together that night." She shrugged, "At least that's what they said; I don't really know myself."
Then Bartok looked to her and asked, "So… then how'll you know when you two… zing?"
Mavis shrugged, "I'll just know… I think."
Outside the Hallway
The elevator stopped as the doors opened, and Dracula stepped out to walk down the hallway. As he walked down to reach his daughter's room, the shrunken heads hanging on the doorknobs all sensed a person's presence, and began talking, "Do not disturb."
"Do not disturb."
"Do not disturb."
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"Do not disturb."
As Dracula past one other door, one of the witchy maids smiled to her boss, complimenting, "Ah, good morning, your eminence."
"Maid, clean up this mess in here," one of the shrunken heads shouted, which earned a frown from the witch.
He stopped at Mavis' door, in which the shrunken head at the doorknob, which acted rather snobby, spoke out, "Oh, it's you. Finally, I've been forced to listen to her rant and rant on about how you won't let her go explore the world."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get eet," Dracula mumbled, but didn't looked to the doorknob, "So… she's up and about?"
"Oh yeah, she's up alright," the shrunken head went on. "She's up and about, flappin' free, and ready to go. And by go, I mean ready to go. And by ready to go, I mean ready to go out and see the world for all its mysteries." The head then frowned a the Count, "So what are you gonna say to her? What you gonna do? Make more promises you don't intend to keep?"
"Don't worry, I got eet covered," Dracula reassured the doorknob, just as he turned it, to open the door.
Mavis's Room
Dracula cracked the door open to stick his head out, and smiled, "Good morning, Mavy-Wavy." And stepped in as he walked to the center of the room, as he looked around for his daughter, "How ees my leetle blood mouse doing dis morning? After all, by dis Saturday, eet's your birthday!"
Mavis stood upside down, coming nearly face-to-face with her dad, not startling him, but droned out, "Thank you, Dad. I already know it's my birthday."
"Of course, she already told you this morning," Bartok reminded him, as he hung upside down on Mavis' shoulder.
Dracula just smiled as he pinched his daughter's cheek, "I just have so much fun planned for you and your friends. Whoo-hoo!" But then he pulled away, as he told her all excited, "But first, why don't we go round up some scorpions. Just de two of us. Yes, deadums? I heard dey're scurring in de gardens…"
"Dad," Mavis interrupted, as she jumped off the ceiling and back on the floor again, her back facing the Count. Her face in a serious tone, as much as her voice, "I'm sorry, but can that wait? There's something we need to talk about."
Dracula smiled as he replied, "You want to go out into de world. You can."
"AHA!" she shouted, as she whipped around, "I knew you were gonna say that." She then paced back and forth, as she explained, "But, Dad, thirty years ago, you gave me your word. And you know that I know that a Dracula's word is a sacred bond. That our trust to one another is the very core of our…" But she stopped, as she let what her father said sink in, and looked to him in surprised confusion, "Wait, what?"
"What'd you just say," Bartok asked, in equal confusion.
"I said, you can go, Mavis my dear," Dracula repeated.
Mavis and Bartok went bug-eyed by that answer, as they looked to each other for an answer. Went they got nothing, they looked to Dracula, with both their arms crossed, and giving him Credulous looks on their faces. "You're just playing with me," Mavis figured, not believing this, as she looked around, "Am I being punked? Where's the hidden chamber?"
"Or more likely, who are you and what have you done with the real Count Dracula," Bartok interrogated.
Dracula shook his head, as he explained, "No, no. I'm serious. You're old enough to drive a hearse now, you're old enough to go see the world."
She let all this sink in for about a few seconds, until she smiled brightly, and hugged her father tightly "Holy Rabies! HOLY RABIES!"
She then rushed to the closet, leaving Bartok spinning in the air, as he righted himself flying. Mavis went into her closet, shutting the door, so the two couldn't see her. The vampire and bat looked to each other in confusion, wondering what she was doing in there. Until finally, the noise stopped, and she stepped out, now sporting a Hawaiian T-shirt, acting like a jacket over her ensemble, and placed on her head a straw hat. She grabbed a suitcase as she giggled in delight, and zoomed past Dracula and Bartok, for the window. She transformed into her bat form, as she was close to exiting the window with her suitcase.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Honey bat," Dracula stopped her in time, as she turned around to face her confused father and friend, "Where are you going?"
"And wherever you're going, take me with you," Bartok pleaded.
Mavis stopped herself, as she transformed back, and shrugged a smirk, "Oh, well… I was… planning to go to Paradise." She held up the suitcase, "And this is just some stuff I thought I might need for the trip. Toothbrush, polarized mirror, sun gel… the basic needs for a vampire when traveling."
"Paradise?" Dracula asked.
She nodded, as she handed out an old postcard of Hawaii, with the title 'Paradise'. "Yeah, it's the place you and mom first met. The place Aunt Wanda said where you two were like 'zing'."
Dracula chuckled, "Well, I don't know about zing. Eh, where did you get dis?"
"Lucretia gave it to me. She said Mom kept it so she could give it to me someday," she explained, but asked her father, "Why won't you ever tell me about how you two first met?"
"Eh, someday I'll get to dat," Dracula shrugged, but then corrected, "And it's actually called Hawaii."
"Ha-what-what?" Mavis asked in confusion to the name.
Dracula shook his head, and then explained, "Look, Honey, I know you're excited to go out into de world. But everyone's come to such great lengths to see you on your birthday. Your Uncle Frank and Aunt Eunice, the Wolfman Family, De Mummy, even de Invisible Man." Mavis had to let a small smirk pop on her face, and it even got bigger when the Count continued, "Even your friends are here. Will, Ghoulie, Moto, Gil, Billy…"
"He's not much a friend, so much as a nuisance," Mavis mumbled.
"Your cousin, Frankie's also here as well," Mavis seemed to light up at the mention of her cousin. But the Count sensed a sadness coming from his daughter, as he asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like your friends?"
"No! No, of course I do. In fact, seeing them has always been the highlight of my days here," Mavis defended, but turned around and slumped on her suitcase, transforming into her bat form, as she sighed, "I just… I feel like I'm getting too old for these parties. I like them, don't get me wrong, Dad. It's just… I really want to go out, explore the world, even just once." She then smiled a little, a spark of life in her vampiric eyes, "Maybe even meet a boy my own age. And not some suiter that always comes by acting all pompous."
She sighed deeply, as her bat face became all pouty, her eyes bigger, and her lower lip quivering. "Come on, come on. Don't do dat," Dracula pleaded, "Don't give me the pouty bat face." Seeing her not lit up, Dracula sighed, as he gave up, "Okay, okay. Dere's a human village not too far from here, past de cemetery. Thirty minutes dere might be enough for your first time. And den if you want more, after your birthday party, you can go explore the world, like you wanted to."
Mavis seemed to brighten up a bit, thinking about it for a moment, "Well… it's not Haweewee…" But her smile brightened up, as she flew up, "But it's still outside!" She flapped towards the closet, but stopped, as she motioned the two to leave, "Um, do you mind? A little privacy?"
"Oh, yes. Of course, my leetle blood chops," Dracula stepped out, grabbing Bartok along with him, and closed the door behind them. He sighed in relief at that moment.
But that caught Bartok's attention, as he glared at the Count, interrogating, "Okay, what's going on? You wouldn't let Mavis out, even if humans invaded the hotel. What's going on?"
Dracula shook his head, as he explained, "I thought about what Mavis said dis morning, and she was right. She needs dis."
Bartok raised an eyebrow, not believing this, but shrugged, "Alright, I'll go along with this, but I've got my eyes on you."
"Okay, you can come in now," Mavis called back in.
The two walked right back into the room, and saw Mavis, all dressed up from what she wore previously this morning, but had something else on her. She now wore a black leather duster jacket, with the coat ends all bat-winged up, and the sleeves shortened to the elbows. She even had a hood to it, making it look like her father's cape cowl. She twirled around, allowing the coat end to glide in the air, as she asked, "Aunt Lucretia got me this when she traveled to that place called Paris. A place called Spencer's Topic, I think. What do you think?"
Dracula smirked as he nodded, "I deenk you're going to make a whole lot of heads turn, my leetle ghoul."
Mavis smiled, and gave her dad a big hug, "Thanks, Dad. Thanks for also trusting me in giving me this chance."
Dracula smiled at first, but then felt a little lower for some odd reason. But all that changed, as the door swung open, and everyone came in, surprising Dracula and Mavis. She smiled at all of them, "Hi, guys."
Then suddenly, the kids ran in to greet their friend, as Mavis' smile got even brighter, "Guys! You came!" They call hugged one another in a group hug, but Mavis frowned as she grumbled, "Billy, if you don't get your hand off my butt…"
"Sorry, sorry," Billy reappeared behind Mavis, and scooted away, to avoid the glaring Dracula. He then asked, "So how's the party girl?"
Frank nodded, "You excited about this Saturday?"
"Not as excited as I am tonight and right now," Mavis smiled, as she told them the good news, "You won't believe this, but Dad is going to let me go out, on my own, to see a human village!"
Everyone stood there, almost quiet, allowing to sink this information through their heads. Until finally, they all went, "WHAAAAT?" and then the continuous arguing debacle went about, as they tried to ask Dracula what was going on through his mind.
Until a fully assembled Eunice broke through, walking towards Mavis, "Excuse me Drac. Have you lost it?" And then brought Mavis in an awkward niece/aunt hug, "Letting your own daughter out there unsupervised? Out with those dangerous humans? Those horrible humans you're always tellin' us about? That's why you built this hotel in the first place." She pulled her back, as she screamed at the top of her lungs, "They hate us! They've vicious! AND THEY'RE VERY LOUD!"
Gil whispered to Will, "And she isn't?"
"Leave it alone, man," Will warned him, "She may not look it, but the scientist that made her got her sharp ears."
"Mom, maybe things have changed. Maybe they don't hate us anymore," Frankie stepped in, defending her cousin's right to do this. "And it's not like she's in any danger."
"She's right," Mavis nodded, and pointed to Bartok, "Besides… Bartok will be with me."
"What?" Bartok nearly fell to the ground; luckily Mavis' shadow acted on its own, and caught him.
The shadow then placed him on her shoulder, as she explained, "We're just gonna go down there and see how it goes."
The adults looked to one another about objecting on the situation, but they saw that Mavis had made her decision. Mavis' friends also took note that Mavis wasn't gonna back down from this either. And so they silently consented to this, as they silently agreed to give advice to her before she left.
"Okay, Honey. Be safe," Wanda advised, "Just be sure to bundle up in your jacket to keep warm. Oh, and bring a sword."
"And watch out for pitchforks," Griffin cautioned.
"Don't you let nobody scoop your brains out, either," Murray warned.
"Maybe stay in the shadows," Wayne advised, "It's more fun to just observe. Maybe under a house."
"And if you see them pull out a gun, you best to run," Moto advised.
"Personally from experience, just disappear," Billy gave his two cents in, "They won't suspect a cloud of mist, or a bat flying around their town."
"And if you get cornered, pull out those hypno eyes of yours," Will suggested.
"Also, beware harpoons, or any other pointy and sharp objects," Gil warned. "It's all good fun til' someone loses a limb."
"Auuugh," Ghoulie pointed out, but all that earned was a freaked out expression from everyone around her, indicating she had said something rather disturbing.
Frank shook his head, as he stepped towards his niece, and looked to the others, "Guys, guys. She's a Dracula, for Pete's sake. She can handle anything thrown to her." He then leaned in and whispered, while at the last part, stared off into space, "But seriously. Watch out for fire. Fire bad."
Mavis looked a little bit wierded out by all this, but Frankie shook her head, and stepped forward. She smiled to her cousin, placing a reassured hand on her shoulder, "Relax, Mavis. You'll do fine out there. Out of all the monsters in this hotel, vampires are the only ones I know that can pass on as humans." She then playfully punched her cousin in the shoulder, "You'll do great for your first time out there. It's just how you present yourself."
"How I present myself," Mavis repeated to herself, and then smiled to Frankie as she nodded, "Got it."
Frankie nodded back, but then whispered, almost in fear, "But just remember: be weary of fire." And then stared off in fear just like her father did, "Fire bad."
Mavis chuckled, patting her cousin on the shoulder, "Don't worry. Watch out for fire."
She then stepped towards the open window, stepping on the rim of the window. Bartok flew out the window, and hung out there, waiting for the vampire girl to join him. She turned towards the others, and smiled at them. She then waved bye to them, "Well… I'll see ya later." And back flipped out the window, as she hooted out, "Whoohoo!"
She fell down, allowing the wind to blow her back, and flipped her hair, as she smiled, allowing the freedom of journeying outside the castle to override her fear. And then, while she was twenty feet away from the ground, she transformed into a bat, as she and Bartok flew towards the waters. When they were there, she allowed her wing to dip into the water, as she and Bartok glided above the waters. It was a splendid feeling, flying across the open area of the waters, as they headed towards the graveyards, and after that to the human village Dracula mentioned before.
Frankie and Frank watched as Mavis and Bartok disappeared, as Frankie smirked, "I'm so happy she's going out to see outside the hotel now."
"Yeah, me too," Frank smirked, "Gotta admit, Dracula. I'm proud that you're letting her go out now. And I'm also proud you're taking this pretty good…" He turned around to face him, but the vampire was nowhere to be found. He looked around, as did everyone else, as he asked, "Hey… where'd he go?"
"I don't' know," Griffin shrugged, "And I'm the one no one usually ever finds."
Haunted Forests
Dracula, now transformed into his bat form, was flapping like crazy after Mavis, but did his best to go unnoticed. He was panting and flapping like crazy, going past her to avoid being spotted. He landed, or crash landed, onto one of the branches of a few of the dead trees surrounding the cemetery nearby. As he looked around to see where his daughter was, he heard someone cry out, getting his attention, "Whoo-hoo!"
He flew closer to one of the other branches, and then spotted two bat silhouettes illuminated by the moonlight, above the cemetery. Suddenly, one of the bats transformed into Mavis, as she cried out, "This is the best!" And then transformed back into her bat form, as she and Bartok headed straight towards the human village nearby.
Wasting no time, Dracula sped on through the clearing, and at last came to a small village hidden within the forest. The streetlights were illuminating the darkened walkways and streets, just as Dracula flew in, and transformed back. The anxious Count looked around, to see if the close was clear, and sped into a darkened alleyway, hidden from sight. There, he looked around, and spotted the two bats, flying in, as Mavis flew behind a clock tower, and transformed back into her human form. Bartok landed on to her shoulder, as they both peered around town.
Mavis' smile couldn't be any bigger at looking at her first human town. For so long, she had been cooped up in the hotel, she didn't even know how big the outside world was like. And now, she was given her chance to explore it all. Even though it was only for about thirty to forty minutes out there, but it was still worth the time going out. Not wasting any time, she walked down the wall, and hopped onto the street.
Dracula kept hidden, as Mavis looked around, curious as a six year old child, exploring a park for the first time. She knelt down, and felt the concrete surface of the street, smirking, "So this is what a street feels like."
"You felt the hotel driveway before," Bartok reminded her.
"Yeah," she smirked to her batty friend, "But this isn't the hotel driveway." She walked over to the fountain, and scooped up a little bit of the water, rubbing it in her hands. Smiling, she giggled, "This is awesome." She then smiled, as something else caught her eye: a dress shop.
She ran over to it, and stopped to admire the dresses shown in the display case window. She smiled at a sight, and then looked to Bartok, "What do you think?" Her shadow went in, and posed in front of the Victorian dress, as she and her shadow struck a model pose, "Too much?"
Bartok looked to the window, and to Mavis, and shrugged as he joked, "Ah, maybe if it was black, torn at the skirt, a few rhinestones and leather belts… with you, it'd be presentable."
The vampire girl had to stifle her giggles from that, and turned to look back at the window. But suddenly, an angry villager holding a pitchfork, appeared in the display case, and snarled at her, "Vampire!"
Another appeared with him, as he sneered, "Bite off toes!"
Mavis stepped back, as Bartok popped back on her shoulder, hiding in fright. But Mavis remembered what Frankie had told her, and presented herself, friendly as best she could, as she smiled and waved, "Oh! Hi, humans." She was then startled as the lights turned off, much to Dracula's help on that one, and turned to the huamns, who were coming out of the buidlings, and did her best to try and convince the humans she meant no harm, "Um, hi. I'm Mavis Dracula. I know, Dracula's daughter. Don't get me wrong, I'm not evil or anything."
"Vampire!" more villagers slunked out from everywhere, with pitchforks and torches. Even one of the villagers snarled out, "We Take your candy!"
The villagers started surrounding the poor vampire girl, as she tried her best to reason with them, "Please. I'm harmless. I've… been homeschooled."
Bartok gulped, "I don't think they care about that."
Suddenly, one of the villagers brought up a stick of bread… with garlic butter on it, as Mavis gasped, looking horrified, "Is that garlic?"
The villagers started to surround her, as one behind her tripped on his own feet, falling on the ground. His head came loose… revealing him to be a zombie, one of the Hotel's staff. Dracula saw this, and in a blast, and with much stealth, he scooped up the head, screwed it back on, and disguised it again in time. He then zoomed out of that fracas again, as one of the 'villagers' stabbed one of his comrades in his head, startling Mavis instantly.
One of the other zombies tripped over his own feet, setting all the rest ablaze, as he dropped the torch he held. The flames all caused them to go aflame, making one heck of a bonfire.
Not Far from the 'Village'
Jonathan and Edith had trekked through the haunted forest for a while. Until they had stopped to take a picture of a spider's web, and tripped on one of the roots, falling face first through it. The two then were sent tumbling down a hill, into another part of the forest they didn't even know about.
And so far, the two had remained hopelessly lost, as Edith sighed, "We're lost. I have no freakin' idea as to where we are."
Johnny nodded, as he checked his Ipod, "Yeah, I can't even find anything on the GPS. It's like wherever we are doesn't even exist." He looked around, and sighed, "You'd think there'd be a town out here."
It was then they spotted a huge bonfire… to an unforeseen town, as the two siblings looked to each other, and Edith smirked, "Wow. That was great, psychic brother. Now say, 'You'd think I'd have a girlfriend out here'." The two were silent on that, as Jonathan cocked an eyebrow at that statement, and trekked on towards the town. Edith ran after him, as she called out, "C'mon! say it already!"
As they entered into the village, they looked around the village, seeing not a sign of life. Edith shrugged, "Maybe it's a holiday."
"Holy Rabies!" someone shouted, catching the siblings' attention, as they turned to the center of town. There, they saw villagers, all aflame and not flinching in pain, surrounding a really pretty Goth girl for no reason, as she stared in horror. "You're all… on fire," she gulped, "Do you need any help?"
For a moment, Jonathan just stared at the girl, and in a moment, an electric shimmer waved in his eye, topped off with a sparkle. Just for a few seconds, Jonathan was staring right at the girl, almost in a trance. However, he snapped out of it, as he remembered the situation before him and his sister. The two looked to each other, looking for an answer to all this, and nodded.
As Mavis and Bartok were cornered in all this, she realized the harsh truth, as she whispered, "Dad was right." Dracula, who hid, went wide eyed at what he heard. Mavis' face grew saddened in despair, realizing her dream was tossed by the truth, "Dad was right about all of this."
"HEY, UGLY!" John snapped. The 'villagers', as well as Mavis, looked from where they were attempting to 'attack' the vampire girl. There, they saw two humans, standing defiantly and glaring dangerously at the angry mob. In truth, had this been an ordinary situation, they'd have been shaking in wetted pants, but if someone was in danger, that had changed all that.
And now, John ran in there, taking out a skateboard, and swatting the slow villagers aside, defending a complete stranger, as he shouted, "Get your pitchforks and torches away from the girl!" the boy looked behind him to see if the girl was alright but then demanded, "I don't know what's gotten into these guys, but you better run! Now!"
Mavis looked in confusion, not making eye contact with him, as his face was turned to the villagers, as she asked, "But… why are you helping me?"
John merely shrugged, as he swatted a villager away, "You don't really need a reason to help."
Mavis seemed a bit stunned by that answer, but more stunned as to the fact a human had come to her rescue. When his back was turned, suddenly, she transformed into a bat, and took off without him, or Edith even noticing. Jonathan turned around and saw that the girl was gone, almost in a flash. The only thing he did see was a black bat flying off with an albino bat to boot. However, his attention was drawn to the villagers, and he attempted to defend himself.
"Edith!" he shouted, "How's your end?"
Suddenly, a barrage of the villagers fell down, groaning, as Edith stood in a martial arts stance. "Going good," she cried out, and attacked again. In blinding speed, she flipped behind, delivering a powerful double kick to one. She then flipped upward, drill-punching into another one, uppercutting him in a finish move. She then back flipped another villager, even as they slumped towards her, she hopped on another villager's back, and delivered a tornado kick to the surrounding villagers. They all fell collapsed around, knocked out cold, as Edith landed on the ground, taking a stance, and smirked, "Never mess with a twelve-year-old Black Belt captain of the Kung Fu Club of Gravity Falls Boarding School."
Dracula, on the other hand, went bug-eyed at this, as he gulped, "Humans…" His face went serious, as he mumbled, "Must. Get. Rid of dem." He then used his power to will the fountain to nearly explode a huge beam of water, shooting upward with the high pressure of a fire hose.
The two siblings looked, and were suddenly shot out of there, by a blast of water. They went flying until they disappeared back into the woods, with no sign, not even a cry of help.
Dracula stepped out, as he looked up, and saw the disappearing forms of his servant and his daughter. He sighed in relief, knowing his plan had worked, though not as planned, including the appearance of human hitchhikers rushing in from out of nowhere. But he sighed, as he saw his daughter earlier, believing that the outside world wasn't safe, and that she would stay in the hotel.
He sighed in relif, and smiled, "At last. My baby is safe… forever." He then looked to the 'villagers' as he frowned seriously, "Okay, everybody, you can stop now." The villagers, though still slightly aflame, took off their disguises, to reveal themselves to be the zombies that worked at the hotel. "Okay, get back to work everyone, and tear dis place down." He then spotted one of the zombies in front of the dress shop… taking one of the manikins. "Hey! You don't need a manikin!" he scolded the zombie. The zombie stopped, almost silently pleading the Count, but he was resolved, "Put it down, put the manikin down."
The zombies began to tear down the village, revealing it all to be hollow and empty, like the set off a movie studio. Once Dracula was assured the work would be done soon, he transformed into bat form, and took off, heading back to the hotel to check on his daughter. But as he did so, he failed to notice the sibling humans getting back up from the forest.
Later On
Bat at Hotel Transylvania
Mavis' Room
Dracula opened the door, peeking through as he looked around, and saw his daughter, looking rather distraught sitting on her bed. "Mavis, honey blood," he asked in concern as he walked over to her, asking, "So… how was the human village?"
Mavis seemed a bit startled, as she turned to see her father, and replied, "Dad! Oh, um… it was great." As her father sat down, she could tell he didn't believe her, and she finally told the truth, "Dad. You were right. The humans attacked me." She brought her knees close up to her and buried her face in them, as she nearly whimpered out, "They wanted to beat my toes and everything."
"What?" Dracula looked shocked at all that.
"Even worse," Mavis looked up, as she stood up and walked toward the window, "They had garlic. On bread!"
"WHAT?!" Dracula nearly shouted, holding himself rubbing his arms, as he confessed, "Look at me! I am getting goosebumps ere!" he stood up, and walked toward his daughter, who looked distraught outside the window, "I am so sorry your first time was dis horrible."
Mavis sniffled, as she hugged her father, as he returned it, as she nearly sobbed out, "I'm so sorry I doubted you, Dad. I'll never leave the hotel ever again."
That last part made Dracula smile a little, secretly, as he said, "O-Okay, darling." He then pulled the hug away, and faced her eye-to-eye, "Look, I'll make it up to you; you'll feel better afterwards." He then pulled something out from behind him, giving it to her. It was a plate of pancakes… with squirming worms in it, as he smirked, "And as such, I brought you your favorite: Wormcakes."
Bartok nearly gagged at that sight, but remained strong, as Mavis graciously took the plate, as Dracula went on, "Now don't fret anymore, my leetle Blood Orange. We still have six days of fun before de big event. And when dat day comes, you'll get to open the gift your mother left for you."
Mavis smiled at that thought; she had recalled that Mom, before she had died, left a gift for her birthday, and aksed, "What did she get me?"
Dracula shrugged, "I don't know. But she did tell me that you could open it until you turned 118. We waited dis long." He then walked out the door, and smirked, "You just finish your wormcakes, and meet me down in de lobby. I have so much fun planned out for you and your friends dis party."
He then exited the room, and slowly closed the door behind him. Once that was done, he sighed in relief, knowing full well his plan had worked. "Oh no," the shrunken head on the doorknob sighed, as it scolded, "What did you do?"
"What I had to do," Dracula's mood changed as he went all serious and final. The head looked skeptical at the Count, but he reassured it, "Don't worry, she'll thank me one day."
"Uh-huh," the Head said, "That's what the guy who shrunk my head said."
Back in Mavis' Room
Even though Mavis graciously accepted the plate of Wormcakes, she didn't even eat them. She placed them aside, and stared out through the window, no longer upset about the village, but something else. Instead, she seemed slight… confused. Bartok landed over to her shoulder as he asked her, "Mavis, are you okay?"
Mavis remained quiet for only a few seconds, but she then asked, "Bartok? Do you think my father's right?" The Albino raised an eyebrow as the vampire girl asked, "I mean about humans," she turned to look at Bartok as she asked, "Do you think they're dangerous? That all of them hate us?"
Bartok was quiet for a moment, but then shrugged, "Uh, well…I'm not sure." He then scratched the back of his head as he replied, "I mean, I hear a lot of stories about them…but I've never seen or met a real human before." Of course he shrugged, "Why do ya ask?"
She shook her head, "No reason." Mavis continued to look outside through her window at the forest, remembering the last moment at the village. 'Humans Hate us!' Aunt Eunice's words repeated in her head, as she remembered how that boy and little girl fought off the villagers to allow her to escape.
"So why did you help me?" she asked herself silently, even more confused than ever.
Next Chapter: Uninvited Guests; Chaos for Drac, Love at First Bite
