The mess that Dracula caused when he grew worried about Johnny ruining the hotel affected others. Heather was left angered to no end since her Potions were pilfered. Last, of a crystal phial she kept sealed and with warning labels to anyone. Allowed a human or a monster to assume the form another of human or a monster for a short amount of time. Hazelcape besides Dracula's best friends turned into a human when the potion spilled into the punch bowl. Her health as a human becomes negatively almost instantly before everyone. Her pale complexion and lack of energy were just the beginning of her declining condition. Ingerman was secretly pulled into a means to a way to reverse this problem. She spoke of a crystal that change them back and could be found on another side of the world. She just had to keep Mavis distracted long enough for Dracula and Jonathan to get the crystal and come back.

Sorting the whole time out was a bigger mess than Mavis was able to solve once details were resolved. Ingerman was the one that told her everything when Hazelcape got worse. Jarlath sent Breandán and his wife's skeleton pets from that world Dracula and Jonathan went to. Mavis forced Ingerman to come with her as a means of support beside Breandán. Heather did all she could do with some help from Dr. Gilman. Theodorus was left in the caring hands of his grandfather Vlad and the witches. Dracula's best friends turned into a human and weren't much help around the hotel as humans. Breaking the hypnotic hold that was Dennis and Winnie was alert Mavis. Left everyone to run around like chickens with heads chopped off until Mavis returned. Dracula and Jonathan ended up getting their hands on the means to turn back.

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Jonathan being allowed to visit Hazelcape wasn't allowed after went down in the form of a request. Left him to start moping around the newly remodeled hotel during morning hours. Make everyone slowly start to avoid him whenever he asked for their opinion about Hazelcape. That was how he found himself in Heather's company when they were watching the front desk. She just got done doing her staff meeting and inventory of supplies. The way she sat next to him just filing away and doing her nails as usual.

"Something on your mind?" She asked him before he could ask her.

"Just wondering about Hazelcape." He brought her up.

"She's is doing much better," Heather put down her nail file. "Mad at Dracula for almost ruining the 125th anniversary celebration of Hotel Transylvania."

"Yea..." Jonathan lose interest in further speaking.

Heather sighed and crossed her legs while she explained how lucky he was he didn't stay a dragon at the end. They were entitled monsters that hoard gold and jewels by the large piles while capturing virgin women. Breathing fire and flying around whenever someone gets closer to their territory in a fierce manner.

"They destroy towns and kill with out a second thought," Heather spoke of her experiences. "Rare ones that actually have a heart and care for someone."

"..." Jonathan went speechless.

"Be happy your a human with gentle heart," She smiled. "Angry with fiery temper isn't you."

She ended up adjusting her legs as she shook her white ruffled apron clean upon greeting a monster approaching. Jonathan was left to ponder over what Heather said without saying a word the rest of the shift. Strange thing about the passing of people and monsters the while time he watched Heather interact between passing seconds. He didn't see Hazelcape or Dracula made attempted to come through the lobby to see the other. Only added to his unhappy mood when the looked to nearest clock to check the time. To only lift his head when he watched Jarlath enter through main doors. His shadow was pulling behind a sealed crate that had Heather gleefully smiling.

"Seems this is for you," Jarlath looked to his wife. "What is it this time?"

"A new addition to out skeleton pets," She hummed. "A placement for Tickles."

"What have I told you about black-market animals." Jarlath reminded her.

"Not! When its a illegally stolen complete Dire Wolf skeleton from a fossil dig sight in eastern Asia," She spoke of where it came from. "Sold by a greedy human."

Heather popped off her seat not paying attention to what her husband said about Dracula not going to like this. How her other skeletal creations were already a handful when not helping around the hotel, or entertaining guests. Like she cared when she already had the create he carried in vanish before their eyes.

"This is my last one," She faced Jarlath. "It's not like Tickles is making a good guard dog."

"..." Jarlath and Jonathan went quiet over that.

Recalling the whole year spent rebuilding the hotel and reorganizing the place meant buckling down in certain aspects. Meant training had to happen to Tickles with Jarlath and Jonathan working together as the each floor of the hotel took place. Just between working on commands using food as a bride toward the monster dog when they weren't in staff meetings. Only worked half the time when the Tickles wasn't digging holes in the work site or messing with the zombie workers.

"I thought get one that actually knew what we needed." Heather countered.

"Totally." Jonathan was chill with it.

"Agreed." Jarlath hatred when is wife was right.

She would have gone on wasn't for the squeals of red headed bat just gliding down the stairs. Who got near them just enough to puffed into cloud of purple colored smoke. Out went Heather's arms to catch a newly turned human Dennis in the air.

"I want waffles! With lots of caramel sauce and Walnuts!" He cheered.

"That sounds yum." Jonathan second that.

"Anything for my boys." Heather was ready to make them.

"I don't think that sounds healthy." Jarlath reminds them.

This was where Dennis called Jarlath by a nickname the other didn't really like. Jonathan second them by acting like a carbon copy of his son with arms crossed, and pouting expression. Which was caught on film by one of the zombie staff.

"Come on," Heather hip checked her husband. "Free pass just this once?"

"Better be a no?" Mavis soon joined them.

She told the zombie that took the picture to send her a copy while she walked passed him with the days to- do list. She passed on to Heather for her son as she stated how they were going to stick to yogurt and berries. Which had Dennis going so limp in his mother's arms that she almost dropped him onto the floor. Trying her best to not drop him over a issue of what a child shouldn't be eating over what he should be eating.

"how about some Oatmeal Cottage Cheese Waffles?" Heather offered a alternative.

"Really?" Mavis asked as she stopped struggling with Dennis.

"What we had to fed Breandán when he was Dennis' age," Jarlath recalled. "Breandán wasn't one for unhealthy food."

"Waffles it is!" Mavis caved.

That was when Dennis perk back up when he heard his mother agree to waffles insisting he get the first batch. Had all of them heading to the dinning room to have a family style breakfast until Jonathan brought up Dracula, Theodorus, and Hazelcape.

"I am monitoring him," Heather showed a baby monitor tucked into one of her pockets of her apron. "Stay away from the cottage for a few hours."

"More like all morning." Jarlath huffed.

"Step- mom and dad? Really?" Mavis looked to Jonathan. "You know about them making up?"

Way he bite into his lower lip and wiggle his eye brows was all she needed to know when she put two and two together. Being that Hazelcape had hide out in the cottage to hide away from Dracula. Not like she was going to figure out how her father went out in broad day light. To get to a front door or through a chimney to get to Hazelcape.

"Well we're going to have our hands full." Mavis rocked Dennis in her arms.

"Never stopped before," Jonathan looked to Jarlath and Heather.

Jarlath knew he had to re- plan the outdoor activities he had planned for afternoon. That meant possibly giving into Jonathan's idea of fun run or a guided hike. Had him sighing with headache he was going to have to do at last minutes in a few hours.

"I already altered the housekeeping and zombies." Heather had thought ahead.

"Have I ever told you guys," Jonathan addressed Heather and Jarlath. "Coolest in- laws ever."

"Your quite a interesting human." Jarlath shared.

"Head trick!" Dennis cheered. "Head trick!"

Heather had to make sure that Jarlath had secured his hair before he loosen the collar of his jacket and shirt. Used a series of shadowy tentacles to remove and toss his head around. Made Dennis cheerily raise his hands and watch the show. Become the distraction that all of them needed to stop thinking about Dracula and Hazelcape. Being that weren't any where in the cottage like they thought, but actually within Dracula's private chambers.

Only light that was streaming into the room came from the candles placed in Candelabras. Soft lighting alone was welcomed against the closed black out curtains. Hazelcape was actually soundly laying beside Dracula within his coffin in a sound sleep. Wearing of his silk night shirts as er only piece of clothing with her hair loosely braided. Rest of her was stretched out on her side of his coffin. He on other hand was wide and awake to taken in the sight.

"Hmmm..." She began to stir.

"Go back to sleep," Dracula whisper to her. "My poisoned apple."

"What about work and our son?" She mumbled.

"Your mother and my daughter." He answered her.

He then lowered his head back down to her level to gently lay yet another kiss on her head. She welcomed while opening her eyes against his better objections. Got to take in the sight of him wearing the bottoms of night shirt she had on.

"What about your work?" She yawned.

"Oddly your father threaten to remove an appendage of mine," Dracula recalled Jarlath's skill with bladed weapons. "If it didn't put his daughter's smile back."

"It is one of my favorite parts of you." She tried to get her vision to clear.

He ended up welcoming her closeness after the night the two spent in each others company just reconnecting as a couple. Dracula learned that Hazelcape didn't care about his form one way or another. As he confronted a fear of losing her to in mortal form to age old stage of life.

This some how drew them closer together.

"Want to save some time and shower together?" She suggested. "Since I always wondered what you look liked all naked and under falling water."

"You never thought about joining me before?" He asked her back.

"I kinda like seeing your silhouette without a stitch of clothing thought frost glass," She whispered to him.

"You stood there and watched?" He couldn't believe what she was saying.

She ended up smiling at the way she was leaving to imagine in his head with his eyes on her. Pushing through her dreary state to reach out and barely touch the side of his face. Taking in the porcelain texture of his skin that she preferred from blemished mess. Image of his feeble human body with a beer belly still made her sick to her very stomach.

"Your doing it again..." He knew what she was imaging.

"What am I doing?" She asked innocently.

"Imagining me as a human." He commented on images in her head.

She mustered up what strength she had to push her self up effort to capture his lips with her own in order to silence him. Which he welcomed when he felt her lips slowly nibble his own with her hands rubbing against his sides. He didn't fight back or make any form of protest to stop her from pressing their forms together. Since a repeat of last night would end up taking place within those seconds.

"Your pants the only thing on you?" She asked between kisses.

"..yes.." He could barely use his words.

"Off," She tug at his hem line. "Please."

Dracula didn't think twice about granting her access to his lower half by ditching his pants. Didn't meanthe he carelessly tossed him out of his coffin as he gave into pleasure. He laid them on side with rest of his clothes as he slowly lost his train of thought. Rest of the time he could only groan as her hands fondled and messaged him. He didn't get his shirt back when he was allowed to play with her chest. Which soon joined the rest of his draped clothing side of his coffin. Lovely sounds she made when his own fingers handled her mounds. Were cut short when the pounding of fists from Dracula's best friends just ruined the mood.

"Not now." Hazelcape groaned.

"... to late." Dracula felt himself going soft.

"Can't they..." She whined. "..you know..."

She was kissed on the corner of her lips by him as a form of assurance on his end this moment would be rekindled. Before he pulled away and yelled to give him a minute further of privacy before joining them. Which was followed by them yelling at him to hurry since they want to hear all the juicy details of his makeup with his wife. Had him grabbing his clothes draped on the side of his coffin for such moments that had him STRONGLY disappointed in not having a simple request of being left alone, not honored. To only be cheered up by a pair of soft lips on his cheek that reminded him of when they were united in a quiet second when he was buttoning up his night shirt. Leaving his telekinesis to finish dressing as he threw caution to the wind and hand over a gift he didn't plan to give her until her upcoming birthday in the form of a simply wrapped box. That made her blush when she was allowed to open it once Dracula was decent enough to leave his coffin as he pulled on his robe and house slippers upon his feet reaching the ground. He left her to find a soft scoop neckline, adjustable spaghetti straps, a scoop back, and a smooth satin skirt in the form of a show-off-satin-chemise in a basic black. She'd pulled on alongside a spare of notched V front, a sheer lace, strappy waist detailing, a strappy back pair of panties hidden away in Dracula's coffin for such purpose. Leaving her dressed to a point when she also pulled on the house coat left of her before she put hr hair into a mess and quick bun before peering out of coffin.

What she saw was Dracula with his back to her as he stood in the way of his friend's range to view into his room and see where she was or what had been happening. Allowed to step out of coffin in a safe manner after she made sure the house coat was securely closed and she felt safe enough to reveal herself to any spying eyes. Which came in the form of a silent shrunken head that could end up whistling at the sight that would slowly approach Dracula after he forcefully dismissed his friends.

"I really should do something about their disruptive timing," Dracula slammed his door closed. "I was looking forward to morning in."

"Now we have an excuse to join the others after you fulfill your promise to me." Her voice had him looking down at her.

He slightly ended up smiling at the way she looked into his gift before using his telekinesis to lift her into the air and agree they have someone to see after a short moment to themselves one more. Into his arms, she was placed as he asked how close she wanted to be to watch his bath when he walked them into his private bathroom to make up for a lost moment he made up to her. She thoroughly enjoyed herself from misty warmth of his shower to when they dressed with her assassinating him in her own distracting way, which he welcomed when he put his cape on.

"I was thinking, after the wedding," Dracula offered. "We take our son and go on a long honeymoon."

"That would sound wonderful," She loved the sound of that. "Afterward?"

"We can relocate to the cottage and let the kids take over full time." He explained to her.

"We need to hire a Chef de Cuisine/ manager for the kitchen." She was already pondering her replacement.

"I thought you could stay on as I just stay in the shadows," He scooped her up into his arms. "You only knew how much I love you?"