Monster High 3.0 Bonus Story
Dead Girls
Note: I don't own anything I didn't create, just Borrowing them in hopes of entertaining people.
Characters used in here may not be in the right time, but it did allow me to not have to create too many new characters…
Year 2221
"Please Headmistress, I don't want to ask her. She smells terrible." The young Toralei Strip complained as she sat in the Headmistress's office. She stood there in her fearleading uniform. The current style was a pair of tight shorts in black, with a long sleeved crop top. The Monster High School logo was on both the front of the top and the right back pocket area of the shorts. As with most previous versions, it had a white and pink trim.
"Miss Stripe, I understand how you feel, but I know she has the skills needed to be good for the fearleading squad."
"But the stench!" Toralei countered.
"I'm sure she can take a shower or something. She hasn't selected a extracurricular activity yet so she is ripe for the picking."
"Did you have to use the word ripe, Headmistress?"
"Sorry."
Toralei was excused and went back into the hallway where Scarah Screams and Operetta were waiting for her. They were both in their uniforms, and Operetta wore a half mask also in black with pink and white trim to match her uniform.
"So what was the meeting about?" Sarah asked.
"Besides how badly we're doing?" The pair nodded. "She wants us to ask Stinkmon to join the squad."
"Eww, you can't be series." Sarah cried.
"I have a very sensitive nose." Operetta added. Toralie gave her a dirty look.
"Hello, werecat, My nose is a lot more sensitive then yours is."
"Sorry. So what are you going to do?"
"I'll ask as I've been told. I wont be happy about it, but I'll do it."
"No. I will not join your squad." The monster nicknamed Stinkmon replied. She had dark skin with her hair was a wild mess and ragged looking, as if she had partial dreadlocks in it. The clothing she wore was no better. Her coveralls were stained in what they thought was likely food based, possibly even swamp yuck. In face most students were thinking she was some sort of swamp creature.
They pair were standing in an abandoned classroom. Earlier in the year a sewage pipe in the ceiling had burst and the room had not been entirely cleaned. That was where Stinkmon tended to spend time between classes or during study howl.
"Oh, now that's a shame, really it is." Toralei happily remarked.
"Your squad is so hopeless even I could not hope to help it." She finished. Toralei turned back to her, anger dripping off her almost as much as stink dropped off the other.
"Take a bath!" She yelled before turning to leave. The last thing she needed to do was get suspended for fighting.
"How did it go?" The Headmistress asked. Toralie gave a little started yowl.
"As expected. She said no."
"Let me talk to her."
"Really Headmistress I wouldn't want to put you out. Your time is very valuable after all."
"It's no problem." She remarked and passed through the door. Toralei couldn't help but listen in on the conversation.
"When you wrote to me asking to come back to school, I was more than happy to have you come back since we use to be friends." The headmistress stated. "But I don't recall your attitude ever being this bad. I realize you lost your girlfriend, but letting yourself go like this? I just can't believe it. You were always such a fashion plate."
"We all change Headmistress Vondergeist." Stinkmon replied. "Life can be hard for those of us whom are practically immortal."
"But to let yourself go like this."
"I do not wish to talk about it."
"Fine, I understand, however, you still need an extracurricular activity. I would recommend the fearleading squad. They could use you. They have not won a competition in decades."
"I do not wish to replay those old memories. Maybe I will join that new flower arranging club."
"Flower arranging? Are you kidding me?" Spectra Vondergeist asked. Toralei didn't hear a response so she assumed that Stinkmon answered with a motion of some sort. "I'll give you another week to find an activity or else I'll have to follow proper procedures."
"Do not worry, I will find something to do."
Toralei didn't know if she should be relived or not. There was still a chance that smelly beast would end up on her squad. It was surprising to hear that Stinkmon had once been a friend of the headmistress. She wondered if she could check old fearbooks and find out who she was.
"I don't know what to do." Toralei complained as she sat at the lunch table. "We need to win something this year. I refuse to let the squad's losing streak to continue on my watch."
"We just need more practice. Perhaps we can spy on some of our competition." Operetta suggested.
"That could work, but last time I tried I was caught." The werecat admitted. Her friends looked at her surprised but were cut off before they could questions her about it. "It was a humiliating experience and I don't want to talk about it." Toralei looked over at the corner table where Stinkmon sat. "I still don't know why the headmistress thinks she'd be help."
"Maybe her smell would scare off the competition." Scarah suggested with a smirk.
"Hey, look she's got a visitor." Operetta whispered. "It's the Flower Child. What does the flower monster want with the swamp on?." Toralei turned her head and concentrated so she could listen.
"Um, excuse me." Flower Child asked Stinkmon.
"What?" Stinkmon replied annoyed.
"I heard that you were interested in joining my flower arranging club. I wanted to see if that was true since it would be nice to have someone else in it." Flower Child stood there looking hopeful in her old style pink Lolita dress and its white flower patterned blouse. She had long knee high, pink, high-heeled boots. Her white hair had pink streaks, in braided pig tails with flowers weaved thoughout them. Her skin was a light green color.
"I do not know who told you that, however I will say I have no intention of joining your little flower club." Stinkmon remarked as she stood up. "Now go away!" She yelled and pointed towards the door. Flower Child looked stunned before she turned and ran off, pulling her hands up as if to hide a crying face.
"That was cold." Toralei remarked to her friends.
"What a bitch." Scarah stated.
"I'm so glad she's not on our squad." Operetta added with a sigh of relief.
Toralei hated to admit it, but ever since she'd heard the headmistress call Stinkmon a friend, she'd become fascinated with the swamp creature. She'd even spent a little time looking through the archives for the fearbook. She couldn't find anyone who went to school with the headmistress that looked like Stinkmon. She was baffled, and that just made her all the more curious.
"Are you seriously trying to say that Capitalism caused the collapse of the US in the early part of the 21st century?" Stinkmon exclaimed after the teacher finished speaking.
"Of course. Capitalism was an evil idea that ultimately failed." Miss Devilman stated. Stinkmon stood up and looked at her.
"That is such a load. I was there back then. I saw what happened, and even though I didn't pay the attention I should have, I was able to look back and see what fixed it." She stated, her voice controlled but obviously annoyed.
"Oh please inform us of what the problems were."
"A governmental power grab by the administration around the second decade. In fact there was a big push to try and socialize the United States to make it more like the countries in Europe at the time, even thought any idiot who looked could see the problems going on in Europe. Then there wast 'the powers that be' deciding that rather then do what a couple previous administrations had done to get out of recessions, they would go back and do something similar to what was done during the original Great Depression. Which mostly helped out those who worked for the government at the time, rather then the people who needed it. Not to mention government money going to loans to help companies who were invested in by major campaign donators to the president and his party. I mean look around, there is a reason why solar power never took off outside of use on orbital satellites. When the government stopped subsidizing the quote green energy systems at that time, it ended up causing an incentive to come up with something that worked, and that's why we now of the cold plasma generators we use today."
The entire class was staring at her in awe that she would contradict Miss Devilman. The teacher's face, normally a red color, was slowly turning purple.
"Heck if you really followed the money you could even see how many members of congress ended up multimillionaires. Not mention at the time, all those politicians who were crying about "Shared Sacrifice" were not themselves sacrificing anything, just the American people. Then you have students protesting partially because of student loans, with it never occurring to them that it's the actually cost of their university that should have been looked at, and the salaries of the professers and administrators. But of course they were being taught by those same overpaid instructors, so they shifted blame away from themselves." Stinkmon continued. Toralei waited for the teacher to explode. The girl kept speaking and giving examples of what she was talking about.
"I will not allow facts to get in the way of my teaching!" Miss. Devilman screamed at the girl pointing towards the door she added. "Get out and go to the headmistress's office!"
"Whatever you say." Stinkmon replied and got up from her desk. She left. A few moments later Toralei raised her hand, requesting a litter break. Instead of heading towards the restrooms, she went towards the headmistress's office so she could listen in.
"How many of your teachers are you planning on pissing off?" The Headmistress yelled. Toralei had never heard Headmistress Vondergeist yell at any student before.
"I believe I only have 2 left." Stinkmon replied.
"That's it. I have had enough. I've been lenient because we use to be friends, but now I'm putting my foot down."
"Try not to slip through the floor when you do." There was a pause. Toralei could head the headmistress whispering a countdown to herself.
"You will join the fearleading squad, or I will expel you, and you will also stop pissing off your teachers. After practice you have detention for the next 2 weeks. You will clean out the pit of despair."
"Yes Headmistress Vondergeist." Stinkmon replied. Toralei wasn't sure how she should feel about this. Stinkmon would be on the squad now, which meant she could learn more about her, but it also meant Stinkmon would be on the squad.
Three weeks after Stinkmon joined the fearleading squad, was the big prep rally. The squad had a new routine to show off to the crowd. They started their routine and Toralei was depressed about it. She'd been expecting since the Headmistress had pushed Stinkmon on the squad, that Stikmon would be good, but she showed no positive emotion or excitement at all. It really zapped her girls even more. They weren't even thirty seconds into their routine when some one screamed.
"OH MY RA!" The girls actually stopped and looked over towards the bleachers. Even the headmistress, who was down near the squad, looked up and over stunned. Standing up on the side in an angry pose was the Flower Child.. She started to stalk down the bleachers shoving the other monsters out of the way. No one had any idea how to react. The sweetest most gentle monster ever in the school looked absolutely pissed off. She pulled off her pink hair revealing a blac,k short hair-style with golden highlights, possibly real gold.
"Cleo?" the headmistress asked.
"Just what in Duat do you all think you're doing. You are the most depressing fearleading squad I have ever seen." She yelled as she got closer and heading straight for Stinkmon.
"And you, how could you ever allow such a travesty to be shown at a prep rally?" For the first time ever Toralei saw Stinkmon smile, revealing a pair of fangs. Her eyes went wide. Cleo, as in Cleo de Nile? She was a former captain of the fearleading squad from when the headmistress had been a student. That much she'd seen from the fearbook archives. She glanced again at Stinkmon, whose smile had gotten even larger, and she was giggling. Her whole manner had changed. A lot of monsters had fangs, but she was certain that Stinkmon must have been the vampire on the same squad as Cleo de Nile, Draculaura.
"I win." Draculaura said sweetly as Cleo got close to her. Cleo suddenly went from angry to upset.
"You tricked me!"
"Doesn't matter how I won, I still won the bet." She replied. The headmistress was speechless and just continued to stare at the pair of ghouls.
"Bet, what bet?" She finally asked.
"Well, which one of us could remain in character the longest." Draculaura commented.
"I was certain when you forced her onto the squad I would win, but she still managed to remain that dark lowly creature."
"Please, you actually started a club to keep from being around other monsters to make it easier on yourself. Draculaura countered. Spectra moved closer to the pair.
"What was the prize?"
"Loser has to dress as a maid and do all the cleaning next semester." Draculaura whispered.
"That doesn't sound too bad." The headmistress commented
"Have you seen this freak's collection of maid uniforms? Worse yet, her fetish uniforms are down right terrifying." Cleo whispered to Spectra, who blushed. Toralei listened in, and was just shocked by the group. Cleo glanced at her.
"Now, listen up girls, I need to know what you can do." Cleo stated. The entire assembly watched in silence as the former Flower Child, now held the fearleaders in her control. She named off different moves and nodded or frowned at the responses. Five minutes later she had them huddle together as she described to them a routine. Two minutes after that, they squad was doing it.
The routine itself was fairly simple, it had to be with the time frame, but there was something different. A certain excitement seemed to have taken hold of the squad, which transferred over to the other students. The rally became something special rather than the usual boring
Saturday morning, the Toralei and her squad mates were changing into their uniforms when Draculaura and Cleo entered into the locker room. The first thing the girl's noticed, there was no stink coming off the former Stinkmon.
Draculaura wore a pink, pleated skirt with a white lace petticoat under it. A black button up blouse with a pink vest accentuated her curves. She had black knee high boots with pink laces running up the front, with killer heels. Her hair now black and pink, was tied back into two braided pigtails. Her lips coated in pink lip gloss with her eyes accented with black and grey.
Cleo de Nile stood in front of them wearing a long black skirt, sliced up one side to her hip, showing off the sheer black thigh highs, under it. A pair of gold wedge sandals with ties that ran up her calves encased her feet. She wore a gold spagetti strapped tank top made from mummy wrappings, under a black leather half jacket. Her hair was still short with gold highlights in it and her lips were black with her eyes accentuated in gold.
"Wow." Scarah commented. The transformation of those two was incredible if not downright unbelievable.
"You may gaze upon my glory." Cleo announced a she held her head up high.
"Very modest." Toralei commented bring giggles from her girls. "I take it you are here to officially join the squad.
"Draculaura is, as she already has, I however will not be a squad member." Cleo stated.
"What?" Both Toralei and Draculaura exclaimed.
"I spoke with the Headmistress about it. It was decided that there would be too much tension between myself and the current captain. However, unlike Draculaura, who registered under her real name, and thus will be attending until she graduates, Lilly will be dropping out, and Cleo de Nile will be joining the Monster High faculty. I will be the new fearleading squad coach. The girls looked up at her stunned. Cleo looked directly at Draculaura and smirked adding, "And I look forward to coaching you."
Draculaura looked over at Toralei and squeaked "Help."
The End.
Anyone who has seen Read Garden, might notice the same title for the OVA. I sort of based this on that without adding the vigilante angle. It really was just a fun little thing to write.
I did once witness one of my history teachers yell at another student "I will not allow facts to get in the way of my teaching." I could not believe it. I wish I could have heard the rest of the conversation.
Believe it or not I wrote this before Vol 2 web story line had Nefra become the Squads coach. It amused me to see it.