Okay, I know it's been a very long time since I've updated this story...well, anyway here's another chapter for 'Taking Care of My Sister's Daughter', but here's the fourth chapter

Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Hotel Transylvania...I only own Margaret

Chapter 4

Margaret and Dracula watched a pack of rowdy wolf pups come through the doors of the hotel. Margaret looked at her brother in law.

"Wayne and Wanda are here."

One of the wolf pups ran over to Margaret. He grabbed the end of her dress and snarled. Margaret shook her head and grabbed the wolf pup.

"This is a hotel not a cemetery."

The wolf pup gave her the puppy eyes.

"Sorry, Auntie Marg."

She ruffled the wolf pup's head and gently placed him to the floor. The wolf pup let go of Margaret's dress and rushed over to his pack of brothers.

"Marg, Drac,"

Dracula rushed over to his old friend and grasped his shoulders.

"Wayne, my old friend. I'm so glad that you could make it."

"Thanks for inviting us. Me and Wanda are always glad to get out of the shadows for a couple of days."

"The family's beautiful. Let me just clean up their filth."

The looks on Wanda and Wayne's faces made Margaret ball up her fist and punch Dracula in the shoulder.

"Ouch!"

Dracula looked at his sister in law.

"What?"

Margaret shook her head.

"What?"

"Never mind, Drac. Housekeeping!"

Three witches came down the stairs to the lobby on their broomsticks and cleaned up the pups mess.

Zombies came through the doors of the hotel, carrying two large boxes. The wolf pups rushed over to the zombies. The pups spooked the zombies, causing them to drop the large boxes. One of the boxes busted open and a head rolled out. The head hopped over to Margaret and landed in her hands.

It was another one of Dracula's friends, Frankenstein.

"Hey, Marg."

"Hey, Frank. You still going by mail."

"It's not a money thing. I have a plane phobia. I mean at any moment those engines could catch..."

"Fire,"

Frank and Margaret looked at Wayne.

"Yeah, yeah. 'Fire, bad'! We know."

Margaret couldn't help but to laugh at the look on Frank's face. Dracula moved from the small group.

"Augustus! Porridge Head! Come on! Does that look like Frankenstein's head?!"

Margaret raised one of her silver eyebrows at Dracula's swaying cape.

"Drac,"

"What?"

Drac squealed in surprise and grabbed his behind.

"Who pinched me?"

"Sorry, you're irresistible."

The four friends knew that voice. It was the Invisible Man, Griffin.

"Hello, Griffin."

The pair of floating glasses looked at Margaret.

"Oh, Lady Margaret."

She moved away and stood behind Dracula. She wasn't going to let Griffin anywhere near her, because always tried to flirt with her but every single time it failed.

"Great to 'see' you, Invisible Man."

Dracula, Wayne and Frank laughed.

"It never gets old."

Griffin took his glasses off and Margaret knew what that meant. She moved from behind her brother in law. Dracula was smacked in his face.

"Oh,"

He slashed his hand through the air.

"Missed me."

Dracula bearded his long, sharp fingernails.

"Missed me, missed me, missed me!"

Margaret saw the flustered look on Dracula's face.

"Drac,"

He looked at her. She held out a strip of bacon and motioned her head to Wayne's kids. He gave her a small nod of his head and took the strip of bacon.

"Okay, you win. Hold this bacon."

Griffin took the strip of bacon.

"Why am I..."

The wolf pups rushed over to Griffin and jumped on him, trying to get the strip of bacon.

"Oh, come on. Get them off!"

The four laughed, but they were interrupted by a small sand storm. The four looked to the front doors of the hotel. A small pole of sand piled up and a mummy popped out of the big sand pile.

"Here comes the party!"

The mummy slid down the sand and slid over to the four monsters.

"Murray,"

"Drac, what's up, buddy?"

Murray went to hug Dracula, but he dogged the hug. Dracula pinched the sand between his fingers.

"The sand, Murray! The sand! Always with the sand!"

The wolf pups slid down the sand, using it as a slid. Murray drapped his arms on Wanda's shoulders and Wayne's shoulders.

"Wolfie! Wanda!"

He moved his arms from Wayne's shoulders and Wanda's shoulder and took one of Margaret's hands in his hands. He placed a small kiss to the top of her hand.

"Marg,"

His eyes lighted up when he saw Frankenstein's head in her hands. He took his head from her hands.

"Frank!"

Margaret shook her head when she saw the mummy and Frankenstein yell at each other. They had done that through the many years they had known each other. Murray hugged Frank's head.

"I love this guy! He always brings a full tilt!"

Murray bounced Frank's head up and down.

"You're looking pretty skinny. Now that you're just a head."

"Oh, you're gonna pay for that.

Augustus took Frankenstein's head from Murray's hands and placed him where his right arm should be.

Margaret placed a hand on Wanda's shoulder.

"I'll see you later, Wanda. I'm gonna check on Mavis."

"All right, hun."

Margaret gave her friend a small smile, before leaving to go up the stairs. She stopped at the top of the stairs when she heard her friends laughing.

"Housekeeping!"

Margaret ducked just in time when the cleaning staff came through. She shook her head. She knew that boys would always be boys.

She came up to Mavis' room.

"Miss Margaret,"

Margaret looked down and saw the shrunken head that hung from the door knob.

"Hello. Is Mavis practicing her speech?"

"Oh, yeah. She's been practicing for over three hours."

Margaret let out a deep sigh.

"She's ready to get out of here."

"You're right about that, girl."

Margaret gently knocked on the door.

"Mavis,"

"Come in, Auntie Marg."

Margaret opened the door and walked in. She saw her niece pacing on the ceiling off her room.

"Honey bat,"

Mavis looked down to her aunt.

"Something tells me you're nervous."

"Oh, yeah."

Margaret closed the door and walked up the side of wall to go up to the ceiling with her niece.

"I've been practicing this speech for hours."

"I can tell."

"He's not going to let me go."

"Probably not, but it's not going to hurt to try."

Mavis gave a small nod of her head. Margaret moved toward her young niece and held her close.

"It's all going to turn out right, my sweet little blood orange."

She could only hope.

Well, there's that chapter...Hope you enjoyed and if you did please review

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