The door opened to one of the spare hotel rooms. A screaming Johnny ran in, frantically pounding on the door windows. Elisa followed after him, just as scared as he was. Who wouldn't be scared when you're in the presence of one of the most feared vampires in the world?

"Please don't kill me, I'm so young!" Johnny cried, banging on the window to try to escape, while Dracula slunk towards them with a glare on his face. "I have so many places I want to see. I got tickets to a six day Matthew Band concert."

Elisa picked up a candlestick on a dresser close by, took off the wax candle, and held up the two objects combined to make it into the shape of a cross, hoping it would repel the vampire. "Stay away from us!" she exclaimed. "I know you're terrified of the holy cross!"

"Ohh, I'm getting out of here." Johnny opened a cellar door and quickly jumped down through it.

A sudden, loud roar shook the whole room with bones thrown out. Johnny screamed and sprinted back out, zooming towards the bed and climbed up the red drapes. Elisa screamed at the roar and was immediately at Johnny's side in a flash.

Slouching, Dracula walked towards the open trap door. "Shut up already. It's impossible to think with all your noise." Through the open door, Dracula smiled and spoke politely, "Sorry Glen, go back to sleep." He shut the trap door and slunk towards the bed while Glen roared in response, causing the room shake again.

Hoping she could attempt to reason with the vampire, Elisa spoke frightfully but as politely as she could, "Mr. Dracula, we mean you no harm and I apologize for my friend crashing into your daughter so...please don't suck his blood or mine!" Still holding the candle and its stick as a crucifix, Elisa cautiously held it up in the unamused vampire's face.

"Why on earth would I want with your blood? The only thing I want is the both of you to shut up!" Dracula grunted in irritation, before he gazed credulously at her made up crucifix. "And stop doing that! A cross doesn't scare me." He knocked the candle and its stick out of her hand, surprising the young woman that the Prince of Darkness was not even a teensy bit repelled by the crucifix.

"Wait, aren't you gonna suck my blood?" Johnny asked, still clinging off a drape from the bed.

Dracula sighed before he sat down, gripping his head in frustration. "Ugh! Classic human paranoia. Human blood is so fatty and you never know where it's been."

"So, Dracula doesn't drink blood?" Johnny carefully climbed down from the drape and approached the vampire.

"Does this mean you're a vegetarian?" Elisa asked with a puzzled look, as she sat down beside the Count.

"No, I use a blood substitute," replied Dracula, "either near blood or blood-beaters, you can't tell the difference."

"So, wow, you're like, the real Count Dracula, like, 'I am Dracula, bleh, bleh, bleh.'" Johnny did an impersonation of the Count, mimicking the Hollywood style of Dracula.

"I've never said that in my life. 'Bleh, bleh, bleh.' I don't know where that comes from," Dracula frowned, disgusted by this phrase humans made of him before he stood up.

Elisa snickered at the mention of 'bleh, bleh, bleh.'

"What are you laughing at?!" The vampire growled at her angrily.

Elisa ceased her giggling. "Sorry, it's just…" She took a deep breath with a grin on her pretty face. "I never would have thought that the infamous Count Dracula from folklore legends actually exists. It's like: wow!"

Dracula stared confusingly at the female human. Why on earth was she behaving as if she wasn't afraid of him? And what did she mean of him being 'infamous'?

"Uh, can I just ask? What exactly is this place?" Johnny looked around, slightly curious.

"What is this place?" Dracula walked over to the door windows. They suddenly opened, allowing the wind to blow his cape back and the moonlight to illuminate down on him, like a spotlight. "It's a place I've built for all those monsters out there lurking in the shadows, hiding from the persecution of humankind. A place for them and their families to come to and be themselves. A place void of torches, pitchforks, and angry mobs. A place of peace, relaxation, and tranquility." He finished with his fist clinging to his chest and his head bowed down in a dramatic manner.

Elisa watched quietly in awe when he had finished his speech. She felt like it was an honorable thing he did, protecting his species from the harms of discrimination, and she walked up to him. "Is that what you meant when you said this place is a sanctuary for monsters?"

Dracula turned his gaze towards her. "Yes." His cape blew in her direction, as if reaching out to beckon her into his embrace. The vampire's expression softened while his eyes stared deeply into her own. She understood the serene emotion from his performance and his devotion to protect monsters.

However, the moment came to an abrupt end when Johnny clarified what the vampire really meant with a grin. "Cool, so it's like a hotel for monsters?"

There came a brief moment of silence as the beauty and the vampire frowned at having their moment killed.

Dracula frowned at this human boy for ruining his drama, while he sarcastically remarked, "Yes, exactly. 'A hotel for monsters.' Way to sum it up."

"Thanks for killing the mood, Johnny," Elisa grunted flatly, looking equally annoyed as was the vampire for ruining the moment.

Dracula swiftly sped up to him in a flash. "Okay, hop on my back. We're leaving." A blue mist replaced where he stood and a black bat with red eyes was in the Count's place.

"Whoa, man! You're a bat now. I always wanted to fly. What's it like?" Johnny asked, easily amazed.

"Wait! How are you going to carry the two of us?" Elisa asked.

"Just hang on to his legs!" Dracula replied sternly.

The vampire bat picked up Johnny by the collar of his jacket. Elisa abruptly took hold of Johnny's two legs and held on tightly. Then the little bat proceeded to fly them out the window, with a little strain on his strength and the weight of carrying two humans out the balcony window.

Johnny continued to ramble on, excitedly. "This is insane. Wait! Wait, I want to stay. Can Frankenstein sign my costume? Can I meet the Invisible Man? Hey, if I suck my hand in the Invisible Man's mouth, would it disappear?"

No sooner her feet left the balcony, Elisa looked straight down and her face grew pale. The ground was suddenly replaced to a foggy cliff. The blood-curdling screams of her child self were ringing in her ears. Her pulse quickened and fear gave way to panic.

"On second thought, I agree with Johnny! I think we should stay here for the night!" Elisa began to hyperventilate. Struggling desperately to cling onto to Johnny's waist, eyes shut tight refusing to look down again. Johnny giggled, feeling Elisa's fingers tickle at his feet and waist.

"Stop moving!" Dracula snarled.

He attempted to fly these two nuisances out of the room, and out of the hotel, for good. But his plan failed the second a female black bat with blue eyes flew in front of him, halting her father in his path.

"Hi!" Mavis greeted.

"Mavy!" Dracula nearly froze upon seeing his daughter show up out of nowhere. "Wha-what are you doing here, my sweet little blood-orange? Our friends were just leaving."

"Yeah, he was flying us out the window," Johnny answered, earning Dracula a confused face from his daughter.

Dracula chuckled nervously, as he flew back inside the room with his two passengers, transforming back to his normal form, "This guy is so funny. Oh look, Elisa, your friend has something on his face." He moved them to the back of the room and spoke in a soft yet tense whisper to the both of them. "Play along if you ever want to see your precious backpack, or if you ever want to leave here alive."

Johnny gulped fearfully of his threat. Elisa was not as concerned about her backpack like Johnny is, but she was intimidated by Dracula's threat of getting out of this alive.

However, Johnny's fears vanished when he noticed Mavis fly into the room and transformed from her bat form back to her original form, right before his eyes. He was quite impressed. "Whoa! So, wait, you didn't have any clothes on when you were a bat, or were they bat-sized?"

"Johnny!" Elisa scolded through her teeth, believing that questioned sounded inappropriate, especially when asking it in front of Mavis's father.

Mavis stared at him, looking slightly freaked out. "Who exactly are they?"

A whimpering Dracula had to think of a lie and quick. He turned around and gave her an awkward smile. "Honeybat, you see, it's your birthday and, you know, I want you to have the bestest, specialist party of your life. So…well…I…needed some help."

"You needed help?" Mavis was not entirely convinced, as if she never heard him say that before.

"Well, look, I am very good, but, I thought it would be even more bestest, specialist if someone closer to your age helped planned the party," Dracula fibbed, whilst he adoringly poked his daughter's nose before holding Johnny closer to his cheek.

"You're my age?" Mavis asked excitedly, suddenly up towards the red-headed stein boy's face.

"Sure! Well, how old are you?" Johnny asked.

"118."

This almost made Johnny shout in hysteria, "ONE HUNDRED AND-UGH!" But Dracula elbowed him hard in the ribs. Recovering from the air knocked out of his stomach, he grunted in a strained voice, "Yeah, um…I'm 121."

"Really?" Mavis' eyes widened in excitement.

Johnny nodded, still aching from the blow to the gut.

"And who is she?" Mavis curiously asked, noticing Elisa standing behind her father.

"Oh, uh...she's um..." Dracula stuttered, trying to think of another lie.

Luckily for him, Elisa had immediately thought of the perfect lie for him. "I'm your dad's new assistant manager. My name's Elisa." Holding out her hand for a handshake, Elisa felt Mavis place her gloved hand in her own and shook it in a friendly manner while the two of them smiled. "He hired me to help run the hotel while they party plan for your birthday."

"Wait, no! She's not my..." Dracula tried to object, only to then have Elisa elbow him in the ribs, the same thing he did on Johnny. "Oh, yes," he grunted while he shot Elisa an equally hard glare, "Yes, I did."

Mavis glanced at her father a confused look since hiring an assistant manager was not like him, and she once dreamed of being an assistant manager of the hotel herself in her early teen aged years, but didn't expect her father to hire a young witch to take that kind of job. But Elisa was very kind to her and seeing her stand up to her father convinced the young vampiress that with her as an assistant manager sounded perfect, and who knows, perhaps Mavis might get a job that requires being co-manager herself.

Dracula then recovered to say, "You see, everything is very, very normal. I'm throwing a party, and they're helping."

"SIR!" The room' suit of armor spoke up all of a sudden, catching all four of the occupants' attention. "There's an emergency!"

"Not now!" Dracula shouted, "Can't you see we're in the middle of something very normal here?"

Startled by the suit of armor suddenly coming to life, Johnny got spooked and hid behind Dracula when he spoke to it. Elisa was spooked at first but then stared at it in fascination. No longer frightened, Johnny got the courage to go check out how the armor worked. Elisa decided to follow him, her curiosity piqued as well.

"Wait! What's going on here?" Mavis asked, crossing her arms and looked up at her father suspiciously. "There's an emergency in your precious hotel and you're not rushing to fix it? Why, is it because of them? Why not have Elisa fix it since she's your new assistant manager?"

Meanwhile, Johnny flicked at the helmet of the armor. "Whoa, look at my face! Rragh!" he exclaimed in enthusiasm.

Johnny began making ridiculous faces on the reflective surface of the armor guard, which annoyed the guard as it tried to push Johnny away, but it broke out into a hilarious slap fight between them.

"Incredible." Elisa examined the armor's figure, trying to figure out how the armor could walk and talk. "How is this possible?"

"Uh...because, uh, she's not fully trained yet, and I have to train her because she's not ready," Dracula replied, pleasantly. "And no, Precious Bones, it's not because of them."

In the midst of the spat, Elisa got accidently elbowed in the face by the guard. "OUCH!" In retaliation, she karate-chopped the guard's heard off its body. "HI-YAH!"

"Good," Mavis concluded. "Then go check on the emergency and I'll keep them company." She nodded over to Elisa and Johnny.

"NOOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Dracula shouted, nearly panicking as he gripped his daughter by her shoulders, looking rather frightened by that notion.

"What?" Mavis was startled by his outburst, but she was confused.

Realizing he almost gave himself away, Dracula calmed himself down to explain, "I mean...because he needs time to plan, and I have to train Elisa. And if you're keeping them company, then...he's not planning and she's not training. They're, uh, company keeping." He opened the door to let her out. "And the plan...it doesn't get planned."

The Shrunken Head on the doorknob, which may have been on to the Count's lies, remarked sarcastically, "Mm-hmm. Good one."

"Shut up!" Dracula snarled at the voodoo head while his hands made tight fists.

"Okay," Mavis said, buying her father's excuse, for now, and going to lift the helmet's visor, which somehow got onto Johnny's head, over his face, "Then, maybe if you're not planning later, or if you're not training, we could hang out."

"Sounds good," Johnny said happily.

"Alright," Elisa agreed, hopefully.

"Yes, it sounds good. So you will hang out." Dracula butted in, still smiling and scooting Mavis out the door. "See you later, my Honey. Heh, heh, Lovely." But then he slammed the door shut, glaring back at the two disguised humans. His voice aggravated, "Okay, you are not hanging out...nobody is hanging out!" he said in a hard tone, "Because you're both leaving."

"But, the opposite you said..." Johnny argued in confused disappointment.

"Don't take it personally, Johnny," Elisa added in her own disappointment, "He's an overprotective parent, so nobody's good enough for his daughter."

Dracula briefly shot her a scorning frown while he searched for a switch panel to the hidden passage concealed behind the stone wall, and when he finally found it he pressed against the stone. The secret door opened to reveal a secret entrance and blew a wind current into the room, blowing Dracula's regal cape behind him, which briefly made him look even more entrancing in Elisa's eyes.

"But, sir, the emergency!" the armor's helmet tried to remind its master, its visor moving in Johnny's face while he still wore it, but Dracula ignored the helmet.

"Follow me!" he commanded to the two humans, and flew up the stairs with a trail of blue mist behind him, with both humans following close behind while Johnny threw the helmet aside.

"Boy, that kid smelt," the helmet grumbled to itself, just after the doors rumbled closed.