Previously on "Boxing Out, Man!", Frank lost his $20,000 to a scorpion named Scorpo in a game of poker. Now he's going to be put in debt by Queen Grinder in this chapter, so hold on to your seats!
Frank slowly and sadly walked down the street back to the hotel. "Well, it can't get any worse." He thought but is instantly proven wrong when he sees the hotel infested with ants. "What the heck?" He runs on the bridge that connected to the hotel towards it.
"Weevil?" Queen Grinder asked her general as the rest of the entire colony were searching the hotel from the ceiling to the floor for Frankenstein. "Any sign of him?"
"Not a single DNA sample." Weevil replied.
"Well, I know we'll find him."
"Find who?" Frank asked.
Grinder turns around and sees the monster. "SEIZE HIM!" Upon command, the fire ants swarm around Frank.
"What the hell is happening? Why are you doing this?"
"Frank, didn't you read the contract you signed this morning?"
"Uh, no."
"Oh!" The queen ant scoffed. "This guy doesn't even know what a loan is!" All the fire ants laugh.
"What are you talking about?"
"I said 'you don't know what a loan is.' Well, I'll explain it, Victor Frankenstein!" A ploomp is heard, followed by a baby crying. "ANOTHER LARVA!" Soldier ants pick up the larva. "A loan is when a borrower initially borrows an amount of money from the lender and is obligated to repay an equal amount of money to the lender at a later time."
"What?"
Grinder shrugs. "YOU OWE ME $20,000, YOU DINGBAT!"
"You…you never said anything about paying YOU back. Besides, how am I supposed to come up with $20,000?"
"You tell me, Frankenstein! Because if I don't have that money in the next 48 hours, my army will be forced to infest your home, and sting everyone inside it."
"Wait, fire ants have stingers?"
"Duh! That's why we're called fire ants! They contain venom with alkaloids that can blister and cause allergic reactions. Another ploomp is heard, followed by another baby cry. "LARVA!" More soldier ants pick up the larva. "So, son of a monster creator, I recommend that if you don't want to be buried alive, or possibly blistered like all your friends, you should GIVE US OUR MONEY, SONNY! You understand?"
"Y-y-yes!"
"That's all I need to hear. Okay, everyone, back to the anthill. Let's let Frank cry like the little baby he is." Grinder gives birth to another larva. "Ugh, speaking of that!"
"B-b-b-b-b-b-b-BLISTERS! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGH!"
Later, that evening, Frank confessed to his friends what he did.
"YOU DID WHAT?" Wayne asked in shock.
"You heard him." Murray said. "He said fire ants—"
"I KNOW WHAT HE SAID!" Griffin cut him off. "HOW COULD YOU NOT BE ABLE TO PAY THEM BACK?!"
"I-I'm sorry, guys!" Frank apologized. "I-I didn't read the whole contract, and—"
"Oh, splendid!" Murray lashed out. "You idiotically risked our health just to go gambling!"
"Guys, please, give me a break! I really need your help. But you can't tell Dracula or anyone else about this!"
"Well, what if we do?" Wayne asked.
"I'll show them those pictures of you and Wanda making out in your room."
"WHAT?! YOU SAID THERE WAS NO FILM IN THAT CAMERA!"
"And I'll also show them pictures of three of your sons sneaking in the cookie jar."
"WHAT?! When did you take them?"
"That Wednesday night. No flash, works every time."
"But, Frank, how are we supposed to obtain $20,000 within two days?" Griffin asked.
"I don't know yet! We just need to think of a plan. Now think, who do we know who is very rich?"
"Ericka Van Helsing, perhaps?" Wayne asked.
"Too much of the nearest link to Abraham and most likely honest as hell!"
"How about we make up some money?" Murray suggested.
"That's counterfeiting, and there's a good bet that's against the law."
"Well, how about a second job?" Griffin suggested.
"Huh?"
"Eh, let me spell it out for you, Frank. Since this hotel isn't exactly a "Job with Benefits" in terms to money since Dracula is such a charity case, some of us got second jobs to get food on our table."
"Yeah!" Murray spoke up. For example, I entertain kids as a party clown." A cutaway shows the mummy at a kid's birthday party. "WHO WANTS A BALLOON ANIMAL?" Someone slaps him into the wall.
"NOW THAT'S FUNNY!" A child exclaims, and the all the children at the party laugh.
"OW! That smarts!"
Back in the present, Wayne says, "And I work as Transylvania's Burger Boy! In fact, I'm vice assistant manager."
"Hey, I heard that the people there make so much money." Frank spoke up. "They say even minimum wage pay makes you like a small millionaire! Get…me…that…job!"
"Yeah, hiring is up to the manager. I'm actually the second in command or so guy."
"Well then, fellas, TO BURGER BOYS!" Frank yells as he poses dramatically.
Well, looks like Frank is debt by Queen Grinder IX of Fire Ants and must pay her back $20,000 in two days, or else she and her entire colony with sting everyone in the hotel! Let's hope he'll be able to pay her back before then. This is where Frank's quest begins!
Thank you and peace out, everyone!