Wolf's tired eyes started to open as he woke up. He let out a huge yawn as he stretched out his arms. Once he rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes, he blinked in surprise to find himself not in his jail cell in California, but in his castle bedroom with his friends. He sighed. "Guess it wasn't a dream, after all..."

A cute little 'meow' caught Wolf's ear. He looked next to his bed and saw Kitty, cutely curled up and fast asleep in his cat bed. Wolf smiled, happy top see the tiny feline safe and sound.

"AYE! MADRE MIA!" Pirahna screamed, his head turning in all directions. "It wasn't a dream!"

"We...we really are in a haunted castle!" Webs said, stupefied. "Everything we saw last night was for real!"

"Well, duh!" Snake grumped, rubbing his tired eyes. "It's about time you guys caught on!"

Diane sighed. She hoped that it was all just a dream, but it wasn't.

Shark got out of the master bathroom wearing a white bathrobe with black bats on it. "Morning, guys." he greeted with a big smile. "You have got to try out that jacuzzi tub! I mean, sure, it looks like a giant cauldron. But man, does it perk you up in the morning!"

Madame Spook appeared beside Wolf's bed. "Ghoooul morning!"

"AAAAHHH!" Wolf yelped and hid under the covers.

"Oops! Still not used to ghosts! Sorry!" The ghostess deeply apologized.

A knock came to the door. "Hello?" The door opened and in walked, Rachel, Sasha, and the invisible Chef Yipes wheeling in a cart of monstrous-looking breakfast foods.

"Hi, guys." Rachel greeted.

"Good morning." Sasha said.

Wolf poked his head out from the covers. "Hey..." He couldn't help look at Madame Spook fearfully.

"I'm not sure what you wanted for breakfast. So, I made a little bit of everything." said the invisible chef. "We have avocado ghost toast, skull cakes, ham and cheese mummy wraps, creepy croissants, and of course, the dragon egg omelettes, our most popular breakfast item."

Snake's tongue flickered with excitement. "Oh, yeah, baby!" He swiped the plate of dragon egg omelettes and swallowed the food in a single gulp.

"Whoa! You shouldn't eat so fast!" Rachel said.

"Yeah, you'll get sick." Sasha added.

Snake laughed off their advice. "Sick? Ladies, please. This snake's got a stomach of steel!"

Dr. Fangwell popped up in the doorway. "Speaking of stomachs, I have some more gut gummies for you, Mr. Pirahna!" She slithered into the room. Snake couldn't help but stare at Dr. Fangwell. Seeing a human with the lower half of a snake was going to take some getting used to.

"Thanks, chica!" Pirahna opened the jar and popped a couple of gut gummies into his mouth. "These babies are the best! I haven't tooted since I've been taking them!"

Diane got out of bed. "Well, now that we're all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, we should find this Esmerelda."

"Of course. But first, let's get some food in you." Sasha said. She offered the governor a plate of avocado ghost toast. "You skipped dinner last night, didn't you?"

But Diane didn't feel like eating. "I'm just fine, thank you."

"Come on, Diane! What's this? A hunger strike?" Wolf said. "You think the big, bad witches are gonna poison you or something?" Wolf took a piece of ghost toast and opened his mouth. But before he could take a big bite, Diane snatched the toast out of his paw.

"Yes, that's exactly what I think." Diane retorted. "And I'm surprised you guys don't feel the same way."

The rest of the Bad Guys stopped eating. They felt uncertainty beginning to sink in. The monsters were silent.

"Diane," Rachel said. "I understand that this is a lot to take in. You can't trust anyone when you're in an unknown world, I get that. Trust is something you have to earn. We're not asking for your trust or your friendship. You guys can just live here. That's all."

The fox was still wary, but given the circumstances, she really had no choice. Who knows what kinds of unnatural things were out there in this world within a world? These witches were the only decent guides they had right now. "Alright, we'll take shelter here. But that's it!"

"So, are you gonna eat that toast or what?" asked Snake.

"Yeah, is it delicious. That's for sure." said Wolf. Diane noticed that Wolf had already eaten his ghost toast during Rachel's speech.

Seeing Wolf perfectly fine after eating the toast, Diane gave in and ate a piece herself. She wouldn't want to collapse from starvation, after all.

"Okay, so, I tried calling Esmerelda this morning, and she still didn't answer!" Sasha said. "Something must be up. So, we'll head down to her place in the Enchanted Forest so we can talk to her face to face!"

"Maybe she's getting ready for the Scare Fair!" said Chef Henry. "It is tonight!"

Sasha gasped. "Oh, shoot! That's tonight?!"

"What's that?" asked Wolf.

"It's a local party that celebrates monsters and all things scary! It's got rides, games, shows, and the Fright Delight Contest! All the best ghosts and monsters will compete to see who's the scariest spook inTransylvania!" Sasha explained.

"Well, that's one event we can avoid.' said Snake.

"Don't say that, Snake. It's actually pretty fun!" said Rachel. She turned to Madame Spook. "So, are you going to compete this year, Madame Spook?"

Madame Spook shook her head. "Oh, ghoulness, no! I'd never win! I'm not scary at all!"

"Wait, what?!" said Wolf. "What do you mean you're not scary? You're a ghost! Of course you're scary!"

But Madame Spook wasn't reassured. "I appreciate your kind words, Mr. Wolf. But people always tell me that I'm scary in an unintentional way, which doesn't count according to contest rules. Plus, I always get too nervous doing scares in front of big crowds. I could never compete with all those banshees, zombies, goblins, skeletons, and that's a few of the monsters that will be entering!"

"Which reminds me..." Dr. Fangwell approached Wolf and Diane. "Mr. Wolf, Miss Foxington, I couldn't help but notice something...peculiar about you two." She adjusted her glasses as she looked at Wolf and Diane rather closely from different angles. She picked up their tails and measured their lengths, examined their paws as well as their claws, and looked very deep into their eyes.

"Uh, peculiar how?" asked Wolf felt a bit uneasy as the lamia doctor gazed into his soul.

Dr. Fangwell took out a tongue depressor. "Open wide and say, 'ahh'."

Wolf looked at Sasha, puzzled.

"Just roll with it." Sasha responded.

Rolling with it, Wolf opened wide and said 'ahh'. Dr. Fangwell pressed Wolf's tongue down and got a good look inside his mouth. "Interesting."

"What's interesting, Doc?" asked Snake.

Dr. Fangwell jotted down in her notebook. "That your friends are unlike any werewolves I've ever seen!"

"Werewolves?!" Wolf backed away from the lamia. "I'm not a werewolf! I'm just a regular wolf!"

"And I'm just a regular fox!" Diane retorted.

The doctor stared at the canines, completely blank. "Uh, I'm not quite following you."

"Doc, Wolf and Diane are not were-monsters." Sasha corrected. "They're just regular, ordinary animals. It's as simple as that."

Dr. Fangwell processed this, tapping her chin with the end of her pen. "I see..." Then she jotted a few more notes. "Apologies." She and Henry took her leave and exited the room.

Sasha shook her head. "Sorry about Dr. Fangwell. She didn't mean to be rude. She's a monster doctor, so she's devoted to her research on all kinds of creatures."

"It's fine." Wolf said, shrugging. "Believe it or not, this isn't the first time someone's mistaken me for a werewolf."

"Really?" Sasha said, getting closer to Wolf.

"Anyway!" Diane said abruptly. "Let's go find this Esmerelda right away!"

"Hey, whoa! What's your rush, Diane?" asked Wolf. "Don't you want to check this place out?"

But Diane wasn't having it. "Wolf, the reason we're here in the first place is because someone is targeting us! We shouldn't be sightseeing!"

"Diane is right." said Rachel. "We should focus. Esmerelda's house is located in a part of the Enchanted Forest that's easy to get lost in. I should go while everyone else stays here."

"And I'll tag along." Wolf said.

"What? Why?" asked Diane.

"I just want to know if this fortune teller is the real thing." Wolf replied with a casual grin. "Maybe she'll predict me winning the lottery."

"Well, if you're going, then I'm going." Diane replied. "Someone's got to keep you out of trouble." she said tartly.

Wolf was a bit taken aback by the governor's words. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! When did you become my babysitter? I'm a big boy, Diane. I can take care of myself."

"I agree with Wolf." Sasha said. "Well, I trust my abilities as well as Wolf's, given his, uh, experience. But Diane, you're a governor. You shouldn't-"

"What? Are you saying that I'm some boring pencil pusher with no survival skills?" Diane snipped. "Well, you thought wrong. Wolf is my responsibility...as are the others." she saved quickly. "So, wherever one of them goes, I go."

Sasha was caught a bit off-guard by Diane's words. But she didn't want this argument to escalate. "Okay, okay. You can come along." She looked around. "Where's Lucky?"

Right on cue, Lucky walked in with a dead mouse in his mouth. The kitten dropped the 'present' next to Sasha's feet. "Aw, thank you, Lucky." Sasha said kindly, petting the kitten.

Wolf's kitten walked in as well. And he had a present too. It was a bat! Despite his uncomfortableness, Wolf managed to crack a smile. "Uh, thanks, little guy."

The kitten smiled as he dropped his gift at Wolf's feet.

Madame Spook smiled as everyone else stared. "It's so nice to see pets getting along so well."