Dracula had brought Jonathan inside the supply closet so that no one would see him.
"Wow! This room's kind of small for a big castle," Jonathan smiled as he explored the room before he took out a skull tool, clicking the jaw open and closed. "No bed, but check out these awesome dustpans they give you."
"Quiet, you fool!" Dracula hissed before he grabbed Jonathan and searched his backpack. "What weapons are you keeping in this container? Your pitchforks?" he then brought out some dirty laundry and instantly grimaced, shrouding himself in his cape. "I can't breathe. It's killing me."
"Yeah, definitely due for a fluff and fold." Jonathan nodded as he picked up the laundry and began to fold it.
"What is this?" Dracula then glared as he brought out the young man's phone. "A torture device? A secret mind controller? You won't read my thoughts. I won't let you!"
Cherry then flew onto the closet's doorknob and took a look through the keyhole.
"Do you see anything?" Lionel asked her.
"I see... Dracula... With... A kid I think." Cherry replied.
"Dude, it's just music," said Johnny as he put some earphones on Drac. "Here, try it."
Drac started hearing a bouncy tune, before he started screaming. "Ooooooh! It's taking my soul! Aaaaaah!" he yelled.
"What? It's a good jam!" Johnny replied. "Don't be a grandpa!"
"A kid?" Lionel replied. "He must've wandered in here by accident..."
"I have a bit of a bad feeling about this." Cherry remarked.
"You need to go," Dracula urged Johnny. "No human has ever entered this castle. And if someone should see you, the safety of the hotel, the sanctuary, no one would ever come again."
"Yeah, go for it. 'Ever come again'!"" Johnny laughed before imitating the vampire as he was still humored and oblivious. I love your Dracula voice. It's so over the top."
"And Mavis, if she saw you, she would know that I lied. No!" Dracula continued to panic.
"Who's Mavis? Is this her room?" Johnny then asked curiously. "I'm good with a roommate. I had six brothers growing up, so I could totally share."
"I can't kill him." Dracula began to tell himself. "It would set monsters back hundreds of years."
"One time, in Hamburg, I roomed with this dude who I caught stealing my shampoo," Johnny then rambled in the background. "I said, 'Whoa, man,' and he threw a flower pot at me, but he was cool."
"What do you make of him so far?" Lionel asked.
"If I had to guess, probably like Shaggy Rogers if he wasn't afraid of everything, but not a badbutt rebel like that time against The Phantosaur, more like chill and easily impressed." Cherry explained.
"So very placid about these sorts of things." Lionel replied.
"Definitely a lot more tolerable than being scared of every little thing." Cherry nodded as she continued to watch through the keyhole.
"Yup," Lionel nodded in agreement. "Personally, I can't wait to see what sort of shenanigans ensue."
"Should be fun, yeah." Cherry smirked.
"What are you babbling about?" Dracula scoffed at Johnny.
"What? Whoa... Check out these awesome costumes..." Johnny said as he took a look at the clothes that were in the closet. "Costumes." Dracula repeated as that seemed to give him an idea.
"What's this?" Johnny then asked, about to grab something until Dracula suddenly snatched away his backpack. "Sorry, man. I just can't be without my backpack. You know, everything I own's in there."
"It'll be right here." Dracula replied as calmly as possible.
"Okay, I just... I love my backpack," Johnny defended before Dracula approached him to give him a monster makeover. "Whoa. Hey! What are you doing? What are you... What are you doing to my hair?! Stop. Oh, wait, that tickles. Come on, man!" he then cried out as Dracula began to work on him.
"They're about to open the door!" Cherry warned Lionel as she hopped up from the doorknob before flapping her wings. "Move out of the way!"
"Moving!" Lionel replied as he rolled to the side.
Cherry and Lionel moved aside before the closet door soon opened and soon, Johnny came out and he looked very different.
"Check it out. I'm a Franken-homie!" Johnny smiled at his new look as he now had light blue skin with his hair styled upward in a frizzy and high stack and he had a rather large jacket over his clothes.
"Yes, hello." Dracula grinned nervously at his visitors as he tried to move Johnny across the lobby.
"Look at me!"
"This is totally normal, not a problem here. This is just a monster with me."
"Man, everybody stepped it up tonight," Johnny said in amazement, thinking this was just a Halloween costume party until he saw where he and Dracula were going. "Wait, why are we going to the front door? Are we leaving?"
"This can only end so well." Cherry rolled her eyes a bit.
"Bonjour, Dracula!" called a short, grimy-looking man in a chef's outfit.
"Hey, Sniffy!" said Johnny. "What's goin' on?"
Drac pushed him behind his back. "Not right now, Quasimodo!" he insisted as a small rat crawled down the chef's nose and sniffed Dracula.
"Quasimodo works here?" Cherry poked her head out. "He's an old friend of mine."
"Probably a different Quasimodo." Lionel said to her as he came from the other side.
The rat soon sniffed around before squeaking at the chef who spoke to him.
"What? No. Don't be absurd," Quasimodo told the rat. "It's not a human, but Monsieur Dracula."
Dracula laughed out loud a bit nervously. "How ridiculous. It's me." he then quickly added.
"Monsieur," A gargoyle cook greeted as he showed a tray of food. "The devilled lizard fingers."
"Devilled lizard fingers?" Quasimodo glared before snapping at him. "I asked for spleens-in-blankets. You ugly fool! I told you, he doesn't like the lizard fingers!"
"But you said-" The cook began to defend himself.
"Whoa. Check that costume out," Johnny said as he wandered free and approached a living skeleton. "Wow. Seriously, I just have to ask you: How are you pulling this off?" he then asked before beginning to reach his hand free into the ribcage. "I mean, it looks so real. Like, I could just put my hand right through..."
The skeleton began to cry and look uncomfortable.
"What do you think you're doing?" A second skeleton glared as he approached Johnny.
"She's real. You're real!" Johnny then gasped in horror and realization.
"Yeah, and I'll give you a real beating. Keep your hands out of my wife!" The male skeleton glared before shoving Johnny out of the way as he came to comfort his violated wife.
"I've heard of pulling a bone-r, but this is ridiculous!" Lionel replied. "And before you ask, it was another term for a goof-up before it was used to define erections. Dr. Seuss did a whole book about it."
"I think I've heard about that," Cherry replied before glaring in disgust. "Immature audiences as time goes on... I used to like using the word 'queer' until I ended up in middle school."
Soon, it was time to move on as Johnny was having a rather unpleasant experience in Hotel Transylvania once it hit him that he was surrounded by real live monsters and now felt more like the Shaggy Rogers everyone knew and loved before he finally stayed courageous and not in a bad boy nuisance sort of way like that time with The Phantosaur. Dracula soon realized Johnny was far from his grasp and he dashed to come to the mortal who was freaking out. There was even a skeleton Mariachi Band.
"Hm... Kinda reminds me of something..." Cherry commented as she eyed The Skeleton Mariachi Band.
"That Day of the Dead adventure we had with Manny Rivera?" guessed Lionel.
"Give this guy a cookie," Cherry smirked before shoving a cookie in his mouth before looking at the fourth wall. "...Ya wanna see that? Be patient. Stories and adventures have been hard to come across these days."
Johnny kept screaming, running, and freaking out before stepping on a brain with eyes. He looked very disgusted and horrified as the brain jumped up and glared at him before he ran away again and ran into a man with a pumpkin head, sending him running yet again. Gargoyle waiters flew over, panicking Johnny even more and he ran into a fly man with over a million eyes looking right at him and a giant spider walked right over him.
"Well, okay, I can understand that freak-out," Cherry remarked. "Last time a spider walked right over my head, I was the size of an ant and learning about and having an adventure in a bug's life."
Johnny was then sliding down the floor and bumped into the slime monster, bouncing him right off of the monster and right against a witch who was cleaning the lobby and zipped around her broomstick in rapid directions before crashing into some luggage, past the Skeleton Mariachi Band, and even up and down the stairs all around.
"At least he's getting head-on into the culture." Lionel replied, wiping off some cookie crumbs.
"Classic." Cherry rolled her eyes before smirking.
Soon, Mavis was coming downstairs as Wanda stood beside her, comforting her in the way that a surrogate mother would.
"Honey, I just didn't know where you were," Wanda said soothingly. "We thought you were still out."
"Oh, no. I don't know why I ever wanted to leave," Mavis replied before sighing sharply. "The humans are so BORING."
Soon, Johnny crashed into Mavis as he fell off of the broomstick and soon both were suddenly down on the floor. Eventually, the two groaned and sat up before looking into each other's eyes as they seemed to feel something they never felt before, but before that could get too deep into it, a certain vampire got in the way.
"Mavis, honey, are you all right?" Dracula asked as he tried to cover Johnny with his cloak as he looked down at his daughter.
"Yeah, I think so," Mavis said softly. "That was weird."
"Ohh... My head hurts." Johnny groaned from behind.
"Um, who is that?" Mavis then asked.
"Who is what?" Dracula smiled nervously before trying to cover it up. "Oh! Oh, that? That is a nobody."
Mavis looked deadpan. "Seriously, Dad?" she then asked.
"DAD?!" Johnny repeated in a hysterical tone of voice as he came out from the cloak.
"Yeah, I know. Dracula's daughter," Mavis rolled her eyes. "Everybody freaks out a burst."
"Dracula?!" Johnny continued to flip out.
"Okay, we gotta go." Dracula said before quickly zipping out with Johnny to get him out of the hotel.
"Sorry about that, kiddo," Cherry said as she came to see Mavis. "Some dads never change... Mine certainly didn't, though he seemed to warm up to Lionel okay when I first brought him home."
"Yeah; lucky for me!" Lionel replied. "Bud is an okay guy, now that I've met him!"
"I know I don't know that guy well that Dad was hiding from me, but he seems... Interesting at least." Mavis then said hopefully.
"Well, maybe you can find a way around to getting to know him," Cherry suggested with a small smirk. "Maybe Dracula won't succeed in kicking him out that very easily~"
"Yeah; Drac seems like he's already got his hands full trying to keep things under control." Lionel nodded in agreement.
"Hmm... I guess you two make an interesting point," Mavis remarked. "You two seem pretty interesting too."
"I'll take that as a compliment," Cherry said before smirking. "I can tell that I'm going to like you. You almost remind me of Lydia Deetz."
"Who's that?" Mavis wondered.
"I'll tell ya later," Cherry smirked. "Anyway, I'm sure it'll get better between you and your father another time and hopefully sooner than you think." she then tried to advise.
"Thanks," Mavis replied. "I'll keep that in mind."
"Yes, of course." Cherry nodded as she patted Mavis on the head a little.
Mavis gave a small smile at them before she saw her friend Hank and decided to go see him.
"...Think you wanna check on Dracula and Johnny or are you good down here?" Cherry then asked Lionel.
"I think I'm good," Lionel replied with a nod. "How about you?"
"I guess we could hang around and get to know some possible new friends," Cherry said with a small shrug, but did agree with Lionel's decision. "That way we have some nice stories to share back in Greendale."
"I like that notion!" Lionel beamed.
"All right... Then let's explore!" Cherry said to him.
"Uh-huh!" Lionel nodded before they came to meet new friends among Hotel Transylvania, making the most of their honeymoon.
Cherry then took a look around with Lionel before watching Mavis and smiling a little as she seemed to enjoy her company very much, almost like a surrogate daughter or how she would see her own daughter if she ever had one.
Meanwhile, as they did that, Dracula soon tossed Johnny into one of the doors and loomed over to him, looking very vicious and dead-eyed, much to the poor, foolish mortal's misfortune as he looked scared to death.
"Please don't kill me!" Johnny begged, backing up against the window before he opened the cellar door and went to hide inside of it. "I'm so young! I have so many places I want to see! I've got tickets to six Dave Matthews Band concerts! I'm getting out of here!" he then cried out before shutting the door after him.
There was a monster deep inside who let out a very loud roar, making Johnny scream before forcing him back up as he clung to a bed curtain.
"Shut up, already. It's impossible for me to think with all your noise," Dracula groaned to Johnny before smiling apologetically down into the cellar. "Sorry, Glen! Go back to sleep!" he then told his guest before closing the door.
The monster, Glen, roared down at the bottom in reply as Dracula came to sit on the bed.
"Wait. Aren't you going to suck my blood?" Johnny then asked, surprised that Dracula wasn't attacking him.
"Classic human paranoia," Dracula rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Human blood is so fatty, and you never know where it's been."
"So, Dracula doesn't drink blood?" Johnny then asked as he came to see the vampire down, slowly and carefully.
"No, I use a blood substitute," Dracula told him as calmly as he could. "Either Near Blood or Blood Beaters. You can't tell the difference."
"Does he at least scrape and lick?" asked Lionel.
Dracula glanced around then as he continued to brood a bit in Johnny's company.
"So, wow, you're, like, the real Count Dracula," Johnny then realized as he smiled hopefully at the vampire. "Like, 'I'm Dracula. Bleh, bleh, bleh'."
"I've never said that in my life. 'Bleh, bleh, bleh'..." Dracula scoffed. "I don't know where that comes from."
"Uh, can I just ask, what exactly is this place?" Johnny then had to ask.
"What is this place?" Dracula repeated before he came to the window and opened it before speaking in a rather dramatic matter as his cape flowed in the wind. "It is a place I build 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 free themselves. A place void of torches, pitchforks and angry mobs! A place of peace, relaxation, and tranquility."
"Cool, so it's like a hotel for monsters?" Johnny then asked with a small smirk.
"Yes, exactly. A hotel for monsters. Way to sum it up," Dracula replied in irritation before glaring right at him before he poofed into his bat form. "Okay, hop on my back, we're leaving."
"Oh, man, you're a bat now. I always wanted to fly!" Johnny beamed in excitement. "What's it like? This is insane. Wait. Wait, I wanna stay," he then said before suddenly asking a bunch of questions on the way out the window into the night air. "Can Frankenstein sign my costume? Can I meet the Invisible Man? Hey, if I stuck my hand in the Invisible Man's mouth, would it disappear?"
"...That's a very good question." Cherry commented.
"Yeah, it is." Lionel replied, nodding in agreement.
"Hi!" said Mavis as she showed up in bat form.
"Mavey!" Drac exclaimed. "Wh-What are you doing, my sweet little blood orange? Our friend was just leaving!"
"Yeah, he was flying me out the window!" Johnny chuckled.
"And lo, the complications continue!" Lionel observed.
"This guy is so funny," Dracula laughed nervously, changing back to normal form before moving Johnny away from the window suddenly. "Oh, look there's something on your face," he then faced Johnny, speaking in a soft, yet tense tone of voice. "Play along if you ever want to see your precious backpack."
Mavis soon flew in through the window, following after her father as she changed back into her human form.
"Whoa!" Johnny gasped, amazed at what he saw, though he had to ask. "So, wait, you didn't have any clothes on when you were a bat? Or were they bat-sized?"
Mavis just looked at him, though was slightly freaked out. "Who exactly is that?" she then asked.
"Hmm..." Dracula paused as he soon thought of a lie. "Honey Bat, 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." he then covered up.
"You needed help?" Mavis asked curiously.
"Well, look, I am pretty good, but I thought that it would be even more bestest, specialist if someone closer to your age helped plan the party especially with Hank." Dracula then continued.
Mavis then suddenly looked excited. "You're my age?" she asked him suddenly.
"Sure! Uh, well, how old are you?" Johnny replied.
"118." Mavis simply stated.
"A hundred and-?!" Johnny gasped in shock until Dracula suddenly elbowed him, so he made up his own lie, though he was a bit strained. "Uh! Yeah... I'm 121."
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm."
"You see? Everything is very, very normal," Dracula smiled innocently at his daughter then. "I'm throwing a party and he is helping."
"Sir, there's an emergency!" The suit of armor suddenly alerted.
"Not now; can't you see we're in the middle of something very normal here?" Dracula asked.
"Wait, what's going on here?" asked Mavis as Johnny snuck over to the suit of armor. "There's an emergency in your precious hotel, and you're not running to fix it? Why, is it because of him?"
Johnny was soon playing with the suit of armor like a child. "Whoa, look at my face!" he then said before he began to make fun of the suit of armor before the two of them seemed to be fighting in the background while Mavis and Dracula were talking.
"No, precious bones, it's not because of him." Dracula reassured calmly.
"Good. Then go check on the emergency and I'll keep him company." Mavis then decided.
"No! Anything but that!" Dracula suddenly cried out.
"What?"
"I mean... Because he needs time to plan. And if you're keeping him company, then he's not planning. He's, uh, company-keeping. And then the plan, it doesn't get planned."
"Mm-hmm. Good one." The shrunken head scoffed sassily.
"Shut up!" Dracula snapped at the shrunken head.
"Okay. So, maybe if you're not planning later, we can hang out?" Mavis offered to Johnny as he wore the suit of armor's helmet.
"Sounds good!" Johnny beamed then.
"Yes. You hear that? It sounds good," Dracula beamed before he came to bring Mavis out of the room and out the door. "So you will hang out. See you later, my honey. Love you." he then said before shutting the door behind her and soon Mavis was outside, seeing her friend Hank at the door beside her now before they would walk down the hallway together.
"How'd it go then?" Hank asked his friend.
"Eh... You know how Dad gets sometimes." Mavis shrugged as they soon walked down the hallway together.
Dracula sighed and turned himself around. "...Okay, you are NOT hanging out," he told Johnny as he started feeling around the walls. "Because you are leaving."
"But, the opposite, you said..." Johnny began, as Dracula pressed down on a stone embedded into the wall.
The wall suddenly started to move apart, revealing a secret passageway.
"But sir, the emergency!" The suit of armor tried to warn through the helmet on Johnny's head.
"Follow me." Dracula told Johnny before speeding off and leaving the helmet behind.
"Boy, that kid smelt." The suit of armor complained.
Soon, Johnny and Dracula were underground from the hotel after going through the secret passageway.
"Where are we going?" Johnny asked.
"Just getting rid of you through a secret tunnel so she does not see us." Dracula said, holding a lit torch before he looked around the doorways to see if he remembered where to go from there.
"So, can I ask you a question?" Johnny then asked. "Is that real, about the garlic thing?"
"Yes, I cannot have it. My throat swells." Dracula explained before walking in through one doorway only to suddenly hit the wall and then tried another way.
"Huh. Wooden stake to the heart?" Johnny then asked.
"Yeah, well, who wouldn't that kill?" Dracula scoffed like it was obvious as he tried yet another door.
Alas, he only hit a dead end. Annoyed, Drac turned around and went back into the hallway, while Johnny followed him.
"Ah, here we go!" said Dracula as he pulled a switch on the wall; it opened up to reveal a large bed... With seemingly nothing in it.
If one looked very, very closely though, there were two very disturbed and now annoyed and very tiny insects who were ranting at Dracula in their own speech, though he understood them just fine.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm a little lost," Dracula said to the bugs who were there. "Yes, I know it's your honeymoon. I apologize. Go back to doing what you were doing." he then added before closing the door on them to give them their privacy again as he wandered yet again with Johnny.
The tiny bugs then settled down thankfully once they had privacy again and soon kissed each other.
"I'm not down here much," Dracula explained to Johnny as he kept looking around for the right door. "It's meant to be an exit if humans ever invade."
"So, I'm, like, the first human here, huh? That's really cool." Johnny noted, looking amazed instead of scared for once.
Soon, they made it down the catacombs.
"Oh, boy. I think this is it." Dracula said before opening the next door with a confident smirk on his face.
Inside the room, however, was the skeleton wife taking a shower before she gasped and saw that she was exposed to Johnny and Dracula, much to her shock and discomfort. "Aaaugh! What's happening?" she then shrieked.
"I am terribly sorry! Uh, my mistake!" Dracula said nervously.
The skeleton husband then burst in, looking angry that his wife was violated like this. "What is WRONG with you people?!" he then threw a loofah right at Dracula before closing the door.
Soon, Dracula and Johnny went through a very small and narrow path together.
"Oh, man, this place is amazing!" Johnny beamed.
"Okay, I could really use some silence right now," Dracula firmly demanded as they came down the steps only to see now floor below, so he grabbed Johnny before the mortal would fall down that way and soon took him down another way, seeing the lever to find what he was probably looking for. "All right, third time's a..." he then said, pulling the lever there.
The wall then opened up to show Dracula's monster friends such as Wayne and Frank as well as Cherry and Lionel visiting what looked like a laboratory for a mad scientist and causing some chaos with zombies who were there.
"...Guess this either belonged to Victor Frankenstein or Henry Jekyll..." Cherry noted about the laboratory.
"Maybe both?" Lionel shrugged.
"Dr. Frankenstein and Dr. Jekyll working together?" Cherry replied. "Sounds like the world's most terrifying pediatrician's office."
"Or the crossover that happened too late, outside of each author's lives." Lionel noted.
"Drac!" exclaimed Frank.
"Eh, yes, Frankie?" asked Dracula.
"Hey buddy, whatcha been doin'?" Frank asked.
Dracula turned to face Johnny. "Don't move," he hissed before turning back to face his friends. "Never mind that, what have YOU been doing?!"
"It was like this when we got here." Cherry said as Lionel nodded as they were merely observers.
"We wanted to practice our big number for Mavis' party, and then these losers wouldn't get off the bandstand." Wayne explained, holding one of the zombies in his mouth.
"Okay. Put down Zombie Mozart, Bach, and Beethoven this instant." Dracula demanded.
Frank, Murray, and Wayne soon did just that.
"Sorry about that, Dracula," Cherry replied. "Seems like your friends got out of hand here."
"Oh, it's all right," Dracula replied before looking at one of the cadaver composers. "Did you get to rehearse at all, Zombie Beethoven?" he then asked.
Zombie Beethoven responded in a way similar to one of his symphonies.
"Listen Drac, we wanted to play something, like old times," Wayne soon started to explain. "We even thought maybe you'd sing with us."
"Come on, fellas. You know that I haven't sung in public since Martha." Dracula replied softly.
"Yeah, but we just thought how much, you know, Mavis would love it." Frank then said.
"I said NO! Don't ask me again!" Dracula roared before having a scary monster face with beady red eyes as he snarled at them before smiling calmly. "Okay. Now, let's hug the zombies. Let's all make up." he then said before he decided to leave again.
"...Wow. He really scared you." Wayne said to Frank.
"I wasn't being scared," Frank replied. "I was being polite, okay?"
As Johnny watched from his hiding place, Mavis popped in. "Hey. What are you doing here? I thought you were planning." she commented.
"I never caught your name." Johnny replied.
"My name's Mavis." The young vampiress said.
"Mavis? That's a pretty neat name." Johnny remarked.
"Yeah, my mom picked it," Mavis smiled. "So, are you going to tell me your name?"
"Me? My name? Good question," Johnny smiled nervously as he tried to think quick. "Well, obviously, I'm Frankenstein."
"No, you're not. Frankenstein is my dad over there," Hank spoke up as he came over suddenly. "The gentleman hugging Zombie Mozart."
Frank was then shown to be holding and squeezing Zombie Mozart rather tightly.
"Right. Of course, he's your father," Johnny smiled nervously at both Hank and Mavis. "Well, see, I'm not 'the' Frankenstein. I'm your cousin... Johnny-Stein?" he then covered up.
"Johnny-Stein?" Mavis and Hank both asked in confusion.
"Hey, Mavis!" A spider's voice squeaked as they suddenly dropped down, frightening Johnny away not too different from Little Miss Muffet.
Frank suddenly glared and looked firm as he stomped towards Johnny only for Dracula to appear in front of Johnny to protect him. "Who is that?" he demanded as he pointed at the mortal in disguise.
"Are these monsters gonna kill me?" Johnny whispered to Dracula nervously.
"Not as long as they think you're a monster." Dracula whispered back calmly.
"You might wanna play along, kid, for your own survival." Cherry suggested as she appeared behind them, startling Johnny a bit in the way of a future young gothling by the name of Lucy Loud.
"That seems kind of racist..." noted Johnny.
"We'll talk later," said Dracula.
Johnny stepped out from behind Drac, walking like Frankenstein, which Frank picked up on.
"Is... Is he making fun of me?" asked Frank.
"No, no! Of course not, because he's..." Drac replied, stopping Johnny from doing his imitating.
"He's your cousin, Johnny-Stein." Lionel replied dryly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Drac replied, nodding.
Frank was definitely skeptical. "I don't have no cousin." he protested.
"No, no, you do!" Dracula insisted. "He's your 6th cousin; Three times removed!"
Johnny held up Frank's right arm. "On your right arm side."
Frank turned to his right arm. "You have a cousin?" he asked.
"Frank, if your arm can talk, it would tell you that the original owner of your arm had a brother..." Dracula explained nervously.
"...Who married a woman..." Johnny quickly added.
"...Who was..." Dracula continued before slitting his throat with his finger and stuck his tongue out to represent killing.
"...For strangling a pig." Johnny then added.
Frank looked very shocked at first. "I have pig strangling blood in my arm?!" he asked before smirking. "That's kinda cool. Well, cous, great to meet you." he then said before shaking Johnny's hand, but his whole body was shaken multiple times, hitting the floor.
Mavis giggled a little at that.
"So, what brings you here, Johnny?" A voice asked from right behind Johnny, startling him since he didn't see anyone there.
"Whoa! What was that?!" Johnny gasped.
"Oh, sorry. I should really clear my throat when I speak," Griffin said before repeating himself. "Anyway, what brings you here?"
"Oh, uh... Party Planner?" Johnny shrugged.
"Yes! I've recruited Mr., uh... Stein here to help me with Mavis' birthday party." Dracula added then.
Murray: Wait a minute. You asked someone to help you?" Murray asked in disbelief.
"Is that really shocking?" Cherry asked.
"Yeah, well, you see, old Drac here is a bit of a Captain Control Freak." Wayne told her.
"It's 'Count'..." Drac corrected as he turned up his cape. "And yes, I thought having a Mavis contemporary would be useful."
"Yeah, he totally needed a fresher perspective!" Johnny chimed in as Dracula glared at him.
"Okay, Johnny, Mr. Tight Coffin over here was planning to have these powdered lame-o's play at the party." Wayne said, gesturing to the Zombie Composers.
"So, anyways, we thought we could liven things up a bit." added Frank.
"Whoa! You all play? Let's check you guys out!" Johnny exclaimed.
"This should be good." Cherry smirked a bit.
Frank and Murray were soon strumming guitars as Wayne was on the piano and Griffin was on the drums, making up a little band to show Johnny, Mavis, and everyone else in the room.
"Girl, I can't believe it's your big night~" Frank started to sing.
"Seems like only yesterday you were eating mosquitos~" Murray added.
"But now you're eating frogs and mice~" Wayne and Griffin sang together.
"Scarfing them down like Doritos~" Frank added.
"Tell me where did the time go, girl~" The four then sang together while everyone else began to look uninterested or bored in the song so far.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, guys," Johnny interrupted. "Stop. That's cute, but kind of old school."
The zombie composers grinned and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, thank you, Johnny." Dracula then said.
"I don't think even The Hex Girls would enjoy that very much." Cherry remarked.
"Aye," Lionel agreed. "Or even their knock-off, The Jinx Gals."
Cherry stuck her tongue out at the mention of The Jinx Gals.
"You got to totally tempo things up!" Johnny explained. "Here, let me show you. Werewolf Man, gimme a jam!"
Wayne just glanced at Johnny before shrugging and attempted to "give him a jam".
"Two, three, four!" Johnny counted before he began to play the guitar and started to sing to wow the crowd and they seemed to enjoy it more than they thought they would, at least so far. "Vampire girl with the fangy fangs, Hair real cute with the bangy bangs, Little princess gonna be a queen, Legal bat lady turning 118~"
"118!" The audience called back.
"Say 118!" Johnny told them.
"118!" The audience called back again.
"Yeah! Stage dive!" Johnny cheered before he soon leapt off of the stage and right into the crowd to crowd surf.
The crowd just looked at him, not doing anything, and soon, Johnny fell right to the floor, but he didn't seem to mind.
"Awesome!" Johnny beamed, regardless of what just happened.
"I'm so blown away right now!" Mavis beamed.
"I think my cous is gonna make this..." Frank started as he picked up Johnny by his collar and suddenly shouted. "THE BEST PARTY EVER!"
"Yeah! Maybe he can find a way to get me some chicks." Murray grinned hopefully.
"We should do a dance contest!" Hank soon suggested.
"We're not doing any of that!" Dracula protested as he floated in the air above the crowd. "We've got to stay on schedule. Alright?"
"Alright, Dad! Alright..." Mavis replied, annoyed. "Johnny, you're coming, too?"
"I don't know," replied Johnny. "Is it cool with Dracula?"
The other monsters eagerly talked and chortled around Johnny, while Dracula just glared, annoyed at this whole turn of events.
"Lighten up a little," Cherry told Dracula. "These monsters could use some fun."
Dracula just growled at her in response as the other monsters looked hopeful and excited. "You want fun? I'll make it fun around here!" he then said before grinning.
"Yeah! Fun and games!" Cherry smirked.