EDITOR"S NOTE: I canceled my trip to the park today due to an All Nighter stint.
But I'll definitely go tomorrow. Now onto our story.
HAPPY HALLOWISHES PART FOUR
By Swarlock
Malificient was conversing with Madam Leota in The séance Room while every other ghost including Master Gracey were getting ready for the party.
"The nerve of that mouse wanting to host our party. " Malifiecent snarled.
"We should be the ones in charge, Leota."
"Hmmm! I quite agree," she said to her. "But how can we do it?"
Malificent thought up a wicked idea.
"Suppose one of the tourists finds a wand that grants wishes, Only they are evil wishes," she cackled. "Now all we need is somone foolish enough to carry out our plan. Someone like that new cast member who works here in the mansion."
"I wouldn't recommend it,. My dear. Steven W. Warlock is a powerful warlock in his own right and once tried to choke my daughter Little Leota when a baby got into this place," Leota cautioned. "Perhaps his bumbling vampire assistant."
"Perfect!"
In another part of the mansion The Singing busts were practicing their song for the fireworks segment of the party.
When the crypt doors and the tombstones quake
Spooks come out for a swinging wake
Happy haunts materialize
And begin to socialize
Grim grinning ghosts come to social...AHCHOO!!!
"Hey! The sneezing isn't part of our act," Thurl said.
"C-Can't help it, guys. I have a...ACHOOOO!!! A code," Phantom Five Rolly said.
"Beautiful!" Steven said conducting the practice. He was thoroughly annoyed.
"The only thing that could hamper the gig is if you get Peter Brady symdrome during the performance tonight."
"I dun tink I gan dough ong tonigh!" Rolly said holding back sniffles.
"What'll we do?" The four other busts panicked.
Just then Frankiestein walked in.
"Just the patsy...er, person I wanted to see."
"Drat! He's in the graveyard," Malificent said staring into Leota's ball.
"Then let him find the wand in a place where he'll easily see it," Leota suggested.
Magic wand that has an itching,
Switch to baton and do some tricking
"You want me to WHAT???" Frankie said.
"Sing ya pinhead!" he told his buddy.
"I'd be happy to," The vampire said tuning up.
"Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Six tombstone urns broke apart as soon as he hit a sour note.
"You call that singing?" Thurl said. "If I had blood in my body it would bleed right now."
"Was that a cat yowling in pain?" One of the other busts said.
" At least I get free tomatoes that way," Frankie said trying to put a humourous spin on things.
"Then how about leading the group then. I'll turn into a bust and you can conduct us," Steven said.
"Righty-O!" He grabbed the baton which was now the magic wand.
"You look like a pro," Steven told him.
"Now if only you could sing," one of the other busts said.
Suddenly the wand began tinkling all over Frankiestein's body and he was dressed in Opera Viking garb. Belting out a long high note. All the lamps in the mansion and the park exploded with loud pops.
To be continued...
