Hotel Transylvania!


Chapter 9: Making Deadly Deals and Friends; Games and Stories pt.2


Later On

Main Lobby

Seeing that he couldn't sleep, after realizing the truth about his feelings for Mavis, Jonathan decided to walk it off around the hotel. Back in disguise, Johnny wandered around the darkened hallways, slightly creeped out by the armored suits that stood at attention. He figured they'd come to life and follow after him; like that one did in the room. But so far, no such luck in that… or that they were just like everyone else and were fast asleep. But still, the place was a bit creepy, even when it wasn't full of monsters and acted more like a haunted house like on that Ghost Poacher show.

Not too far away, Mavis was flying around in bat form, as well as unable to sleep either. After she had realized the truth about the small crush she was developing on the new guy, she decided to walk… or otherwise fly, around the hotel, hoping to clear her head on the subject. But so far, nothing changed for her, for even all the flying around the hotel couldn't get her thoughts off the new boy that walked into the hotel. The girl that she had also learned that was her vampiric cousin also intrigued her; especially since she had been to the outside world. But still, the most intriguing one that had captured her eyes was the new Stein boy, Johnny. When she and the boy locked eyes with one another… well, she never forgot that feeling when their eyes met.

After the walk, Johnny finally settled down in the lobby, and sat in one of the lounge chairs. He looked around probably hoping to get a good idea for the birthday party, or at least try to make it look like he was planning it all out. Truth be told, it was actually the first time for anyone to say that he would make something the best ever. But with Dracula, knowing that he was slightly or mostly a control freak, he wouldn't really have much say in the planning.

Mavis flew around the corner and transformed behind it, keeping out of sight, once she spotted Johnny in the room. She backed herself into the corner, making sure she wasn't spotted. Why she was even hiding around the corner, she didn't really understand why she did it. There wasn't any reason to be scared of anyone, she was a Dracula, and they never ran from anything. Except for Van Helsing. But this boy… for some odd reason, her hands got a bit sweaty, she got a tingly feeling in the pit of her stomach, and even more oddly, her heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement.

She shook her head, and scrunched her face with determination, 'C'mon, Mavis Dracula, you can do this. You do it so many times around others. Just take the first steps, walk over there, and…'

"Whoa," Johnny stopped as he looked amazed above the fireplace. Mavis stopped her train of thought as she looked to where Johnny was looking at, and saw he was staring at her mural. Jonathan smirked at the painting, as he commented, "Gotta admit, Drac may be a bit cranky, but he's got good taste."

"Thanks," Mavis said, suddenly popping up next to him. Johnny, however, jumped out of his seat in surprise, earning a confused look on the vampire girl's face, as she half-smirked, "Are you okay?"

Seeing it was just Mavis, Johnny got back on to the seat, as Mavis sat on the armrest, as he sighed, "Nah, I'm okay. Just a little startled." The two sat there, a bit quiet towards one another. Until Johnny spoke up, asking, "Um, thanks for what?"

Mavis pointed to the painting, "On complimenting my artwork, of course."

Jonathan lit up for a moment, and asked amazed, "You painted this? Really?" he looked up at the painting again in amazement, "You're pretty good."

Mavis lit up as she bashfully smiled, "Thanks. My dad says I get this from my mom. She was the artist in the family."

Johnny seemed rather interested on that, as he pointed out, "Well, if your mom's been around as long as your dad, she must have learned from some pretty good teachers. Raphael, Leonardo da Vinci, maybe even Van Gogh."

"Da Vinci, Raphael, Van Gogh?" Mavis asked, arching an eyebrow at the sound of those names. "Are they artists?"

John nodded, "Yeah, pretty famous ones too. Most of their works are on displays in the Louvre in Paris."

Mavis seemed to lit up with that knowledge, as like before, she zoomed into his face, excited, as she smiled, "You've been to Paris?"

John seemed a bit surprised by that, but nodded, "Um, yeah. Pretty much. It's on our tour this summer; I and Edith were gonna go check that place out. This time not just for the Louvre, but also go bungee jumping on the Eiffel Tower." But then he saw Mavis seem a bit envious as she turned away. Curious, he asked, "Mavis?"

She jumped in surprise, as she smiled, almost in haste, and replied, "Oh, it's nothing! I was just… you know, curious." But then she looked concerned, and asked, "But… weren't you scared?" Jonathan looked confused at that, as she finished, "I mean, weren't you scared being around humans?"

John seemed surprised by that, and shook, "Nah, not really." But he cocked an eyebrow as he asked, "Why?"

"So you're not scared of what they could do to you," she asked, slightly worried that he ventured out into the outside world.

John just shrugged, "No, not really." But then asked, "But just out of curiosity, why do you ask?"

Mavis sighed, and curled herself up, as she transformed into a bat, curling herself up as she looked up to Johnny, "Tonight, I just went out into the first human village. Ever. In my life."

John, who already had guessed this was the girl he had saved, faked surprise, as he looked startled, "Really? Your first ever?" but then, that fake surprise dissipated, as it looked in concern, as she appeared troubled by it. He scooped her up, as they were now eye-level in her bat form, and asked, "You okay? You seem a little…"

"Johnny, it was horrible," Mavis cried out, looking rather frightened to the disguised human boy. "The humans attacked me, even when I told them I didn't mean them harm. And I was serious on that; I just wanted to walk around, explore the place. But it was just like my dad said, the Humans hate our kind." She brought her wings close up to her and buried her face in them, as she whimpered out, "They wanted to bite my toes off and everything."

"What?" Johnny looked shocked and confused at all that, "Bite your toes?"

"Even worse," Mavis looked up, as she flew out of his hands, transformed back, and walked towards the fireplace, "They even had garlic. On bread!"

"Seriously? They were waiting with garlic bread," Johnny asked, finding that a little hard to swallow. But he noticed that the vampire girl didn't seem to find it silly at all, much more she was silently terrified from her experience. In fact, just remembering it put her in a little bit of a shiver fest. He stood up, and walked toward her, who looked distraught at the fireplace, "Hey, I'm sorry if I'm teasing about the whole thing. If it's any consolation, I'm so sorry your first time was that bad."

Mavis sniffled and then in a flash, she hugged him surprising the boy. Ignoring the awkwardness, he returned it, as she nearly sobbed out, "It's okay. I've decided that I'll never leave the hotel ever again."

Johnny went wide eye on that, and pulled away from her as he held her by the shoulders, "Wait, what? After one scare?"

"W-well, it was pretty obvious my dad was right," Mavis shrugged, a little startled by Johnny-Stein's reaction. "I mean, it's the reason why the hotel was built. My dad…"

"Look, I'm not saying that your dad was right or wrong, but just because you had a bad first time doesn't mean you have to give up," Johnny defended, earning a confused look on Mavis's face. So he explained, "The first time's always a bit bumpy, that's life. But we can't let a scare just convince us to just lock ourselves up like that."

Mavis blinked at that, but asked, "B-But the humans…"

Jonathan shook his head as he insisted, "Hey, I've been around the humans long enough to know one thing: not all of them are bad people."

Mavis seemed a bit skeptical about that, but the certainty in his eyes seemed to register. Finally, she spoke up as she said, "Well… there were two…"

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!

The two stopped for a moment, as they looked to each other, blushing from embarrassment from the flatulent noise. But then they turned their attentions to another sound made… coming from one of the empty chairs. Then suddenly, Billy reappeared as he smirked, "I know that sound bad, but I was just… you know, doing musical armfarts." And then proceeded to do a trumpet solo with the same sounds, making the two looked a little relieved and annoyed. "Do you guys know how to do those?" he innocently asked them both, "It's kinda tough when you don't have sweaty armpits, but that's where the skill comes in. I'm pretty close, listen." He did about three different farts with his arms, each one sounding different from the last, as he smirked at the duo, "Hey, um, that last one didn't sound like an old man, did it?"

Jonathan shook his head with a smile, while Mavis pulled away, as she smirked, "Well, I'm going to bed. See you at breakfast, okay, Johnny?"

He nodded, "See ya in the morning, Mavis." The vampire girl waved away, and transformed into bat form as she flew away, leaving the two boys behind. Johnny turned towards Billy as he sighed, "That fart was a bit awkward."

Billy shrugged, as he confessed, "The tension between you two was so dramatic, I had to cancel that out." The two boys remained silent among one another, until Billy asked, "I take it before the little romance talk amongst the two of you, you were having a rough time to your thoughts?"

Johnny arched an eyebrow, as he asked, "How long, exactly, were you sitting in that chair?"

Billy twiddled his thumbs and looked up at the ceiling, in mock thought, and turned to face Johnny, answering, "I'd say around when she startled you in the chair." He then asked, "So?"

Johnny sighed, shrugging as he answered, "Rough would be mildly putting it. I didn't expect to be put in as party planner to a girl turning 118 this Saturday. I've got no idea as to what to do to liven things up for her; she's got 117 parties I've never even been to, and have no experience in even…" He sighed as he shook his head. "Ah, I shouldn't have drawn up such an argument," he shrugged, going back to looking at Mavis' portrait, as he sighed, "I mean, if your burden your problems with your friends, you'll have no friends at all."

Billy's face scrunched in annoyance as he cocked an eyebrow at Johnny, and ranted, "What are you, a fortune cookie?" He then smirked, as he replied, "That's what friends are…" but stopped as he looked to Jonathan confused, as if what he would say next sounded right to him, "You consider me a friend?"

Jonathan seemed a bit surprised by that question, and thought about it. It was true, he didn't really make a whole lot of friends in his life. And now, Billy, this invisible boy, was a friend as well; his only friend at the time from the beginning of all this. In fact, this monster boy may have been the very first one ever. He smiled at this, realizing it for the first time ever, "Yeah. I mean, a really weird one, but a friend, sure. But what else would you be?"

Billy shrugged as he replied, "Well, I dunno. A pest, a plague, an embarrassment, a bad influence, a way to rebel against your parents, a desperate cry for help, etc." he sighed as he pointed out, "Frankly, the list is endless."

"I'll just stick with friend," Johnny nervously chuckled with a sweat drop.

Billy smirked at that declaration, and that in the fact he had at least one friend, and nudged him, "Ah, don't sweat on it so much. You'll think of something for her. And besides, even though you had a discouraging day today…" he then playfully nudged him again, as he smirked, "There's another one comin' tomorrow!" he then pointed to the door, "You know, the last guy I went all chummy with ran out that door, you know?"

Johnny arched an eyebrow at that, as he chuckled, and turned towards Billy, "Hey, Billy." Billy arched an eyebrow at him, and the fake Stein performed his own arm farts.

Billy smirked at that, and joined in, "Yeah, Baby! Let'er rip!"

The two continued their arm fart duet, unaware that Mavis was hiding behind a corner. She had heard the two talk, and even when Johnny said that Billy was his friend. In truth, Billy may had been a prankster, but it was only because he just wanted the attention, and that he was invisible at times. So it was understanding why he pulled the pranks so much. The only reason the others treated him like an outcast wasn't solely to be mean, just give him a hard time. But it touched her knowing that Johnny befriended him all the same.

The battle was heard out from all over the hotel, but only to those who were slightly still awake. That was made evident, as Will shouted, "What are you guys, thirty years old? This is how a real monster does it." And did his own arm fart.

Moto called out, "You call that an arm fart? This is how you do it." And did one of his own.

Gil called out, "Please, this is how you do it." And Gil did a wet one.

Frankie called out, "Why are you guys so gross? Besides… this is how you do it." And Frankie did her own arm fart.

"Ghaaawaaaa!" Ghoulie called out, and arm farted as well.

"All of you guys are so gross," Tabby replied. "This is how you really do it." And gave an arm fart of her own.

But then, Frank called out, "Hey, kids. Get a load of this."

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!

The huge eruption woke up the entire hotel, even setting off a few alarms in the process. Everyone who was still wide awake was grossed out beyond recognition. "Daaad!" Frankie called out to her father, "We were using our arms!"

"UGH! Somebody, light a match," Will cried out.

"Ah, sorry about that," Frank apologized.

One of the suits of armor near Frank's room sniffed around, and began to falter. "Sir! Please!" the suit begged out, as it started to waver, and fell to its knees, as it wheezed out finally, "See a doctor!" and collapsed on the floor, fainting from the smell, as it also wheezed out, "Why am I fainting?"


The Next Day

Mess Hall

All the guests were down in the mess hall of the hotel. It was as lively as the first day everyone arrived at the hotel, with everyone in line to get their breakfast. A zombie chef and two gargoyle butlers were serving them all at the Serving Line. Which the line had a wide variety of foods to choose from. Despite the fact they were all monster based in appearance, and looked more like foods made in a morgue, mortuary, garbage heap, or a combination of the three. Chef Quasimodo was greeting everyone to breakfast, even to Johnny and Edith, who were in disguise and walking about among everyone. And watching those two was none other than Dracula, who glared at them with sharp eyes, squinting at them both. Uncertain of their intentions as well as knowing that their arrival would spell certain doom for the hotel.

"Haven't you spied on those two long enough, Count," Lucretia popped up, placing a hand on his shoulder. The Count seemed a bit startled by the surprise, but returned his gaze to the two disguised humans. Lucretia shook her head, and replied, "I think it's fairly evident that they don't mean any harm. They just want to spend the week here in peace."

Dracula sneered even more as he grumbled, "Humans want peace, eh? Dey don't even want co-exeestance, and den dese two pop up and claim dey want to stay for de week." A dark background appeared behind him, as he sneered more at Jonathan and Edith, who now sat at a table, with what appeared to be rice and maggots, along with a few egg whites and bottles of hot sauce. "I'm on to dem. Dey say dey came here by demselves… but dey… AAGH! OW! OW! OW!" Before Dracula could finish that sentence, Lucretia pulled him harshly by his ear, snapping him back to reality, as he whimpered, "Okay, okay, Lucretia! Enough!" she let go, as she crossed his arms, and he hissed at her, "Wat eez wrong wit you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you," Lucretia scowled the count, "You honestly think that two wandering teens, who are the descendants that sold you Carfax Abbey and later led Van Helsing to your castle, would find this place just to slay you?"

Dracula shook his head, "No not me." And then frantically pointed out, "Dey wouldn't stop wit me! Dey'd slay everyone, eencluding my own daughter, whom of wheech is your neece as well! Not only dat, but dey'd ruin my hotel in de process!"

Lucretia scowled at the Count' unhinging paranoia, but then relaxed a bit as she eyed both Johnny and Edith. She then smirked as she looked to the Count, "Well, if your that worried for Mavis, you'll be happy to know she's in safe hands." And turned Dracula around to show him that Mavis was walking to a table… where Johnny and Mavis were at.

Dracula paled even more, as Lucretia just smirked, "She seems safe enough to me."


At That Moment

At the table, Mavis had seated herself right next to Jonathan, with the insistence of Edith, whom sat a little away from the two. At the moment, Jonathan was mixing together the rice and maggots, with egg whites and hot sauce. If the two were gonna stay there for a while as monsters, they would have to eat along with everyone else. But they had to get a little creative and sneaky on it. Luckily, Quasimodo had made breakfast rice, mixed with fried maggots, so it was an easy sitch for Johnny to make up an African dish out for him and his sister.

Mavis watched the mixture with awe, as Johnny explained, "This is just a little something me and E learned in Nairobi. It's sort of an African version of fried rice."

"If it had hot sauce and egg whites," Edith pointed out, as she taste-tested hers, and smiled in delight, "Which it is."

Mavis looked in amazement as she listened to the story, and asked, "They serve maggots in Africa?"

Jonathan shrugged at that, "Well, in some parts. We ended up in one of the less fortunate locations." But he smirked as he pointed out, "You wouldn't believe how many recipes they came up for preparing Scarabs or Locusts, much less maggots."

Mavis just seemed to smile at the stories, as she sighed, "I wish I had been there with you guys." She then saw her friends come by, and waved them over, "Hey, guys. Over here." The others came over and sat down to join the trio, as Mavis pointed out, "Johnny and Edith were telling me about when they visited Africa."

"Oh, really?" Moto lit up by that news as he nudged Johnny, "You guys should've stopped over in Egypt by the Sphinx. We'd have given you the time of your afterlives."

"Why'd they want to go to a statue that would have you blow your nose off," Billy joked, earning a little silence from everyone. Billy pointed out, "Blow your nose. You know, cause the Sphinx doesn't… have a… nose." Billy slouched in his chair, as he sighed, "Yeah, that wasn't a good one."

Bailing his newfound friend out, Johnny broke the ice, "So… what do you guys have planned for the party?"

Aside from Mavis, everyone shrugged, Tabitha purred out, "This is what we're doing. Nothing."

Jonathan looked confused by this, as he asked nonchalantly, "Mavis is turning 118, and you guys are letting Dracula do all the work?"

"Yeah, that's kinda how Uncle Dracula likes to do it," Frankie pointed out, as she cut her moose nose omelet and took a bite, "He gets pretty edgy when someone interferes with his plans. Which is kind of surprising that he asked someone to help him out."

Jonathan shook his head as he pointed out, "Well, I just don't think friends should just sit on the sidelines and not do anything to help out with a party. I'm pretty sure if you asked Dracula to help out…"

"Johnny, have you even met my dad?" Mavis asked, uncertain that Johnny saw how much of a control freak her dad could be.

Will leaned in, and patted Johnny on the shoulder as he sighed, "Hey, Johnny-Stein, is it? You want my advice?"

John nodded, "Sure."

"Forget it," the werewolf boy pointed out, as he explained, "Never try to mess with the Count's plans, never get mauled by him. Those are the rules that my dad has lived by ever since the hotel started, and those are the rules that I'll live by."

It was Edith's turn to voice her opinion, as she asked, "Okay, okay. So what does Drac have for fun around here?"


Next Chapter: Livening Things Up; Pool Parties and Chicken Fights Galore