A few minutes later, Shaggy and Scooby returned to Monster High. They went inside and when they did, they felt dread all over.

The inside of Monster High looked exactly what a monster school should look like. A big, creepy chandelier hung from the ceiling. The colors were a creepy shade of purple and mauve.

"Zoinks! High school is scary enough, but making it monster friendly?! Talk about a nightmare!"

"Reah!" said Scooby.

"Okay, now we just have to find the headmistress." Shaggy said. He and Scooby looked one way, then the other way.

"Oh, well. She's not here. Let's try the cafeteria!"

Scooby and Shaggy used their noses to follow the smell of food. The first thing they saw were the vending machines.

"Bingo!" Shaggy said.


Back at the school entrance, Fred peeked inside to find that Shaggy and Scooby were nowhere to be seen, nor the headmistress.

"The coast is clear." Fred said. "Let's go." He, Daphne, and Velma entered into the unusual school.

"Jeepers, what kind of school is this?" Daphne said.

"Clearly this elaborate setting is part of a hoax." Velma said.

"Let's split up and look for clues." Fred said. "Daphne and I will investigate the headmistress' office. Velma, do a room be room sweep of the school."

The gang split up and went their separate ways.

Fred and Daphne spotted the office. But just as Fred reached for the doorknob, it started to turn!

Headmistress Bloodgood emerged from her office and walked down the hall. Fred and Daphne made their move and snuck into her office.

Velma walked down one of the hallways. She was more than disturbed by the coffin lockers and skull shaped combination locks.

"There has to be some sort of clue besides this creepy decor." Velma said to herself.

Suddenly, Velma bumped into someone.

"Whoa! Sorry." Velma adjusted her glasses and saw a boy, the cutest boy she's ever seen.

He had black hair with blond ends, blue eyes and a pierced left eyebrow. He wore the same black framed glasses as Velma.

"Uh...uh..." Velma was breathless. Never has she seen a fellow nerd who was this handsome.

The boy just we stared. "You okay?"

"Huh?! Oh, yes. I'm fine." Velma cleared your throat. "I'm Velma."

"I'm Jackson."

Velma gushed. His name was just as gorgeous as he was. "Hello, Jackson."

"Are you a new student?" he asked.

"Oh! Why, yes. Yes, I am." Velma responded. "Headmistress Bloodgood told me to find you to give me a tour of the school."

Jackson smiled. "Sure thing, I'll give you the grand tour."

Velma floated on her feet. She would be able to solve the mystery and meet a cute boy. It was like hitting two birds with one stone.


In the cafeteria, Scooby and Shaggy looked around for food. But there wasn't a speck of food around.

"Zoinks! There's no food! We're gonna starve!" Shaggy whined.

"Reah! Starve to death!" Scooby said.

They wallowed in their own hunger until a vending machine caught their eyes.

Reacting fast, the duo made a direct line to the machine until a bat flew in their path.

Suddenly, the bat became a puff of smoke and a girl appeared!

A girl with pink pale skin with black and pink hair to match her black and pink gothic attire.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!" The girl smiled, revealing her fangs.

"VAMPIRE!" Shaggy and Scooby screamed.

"The only food is now taken by a bloodsucker!" Shaggy wailed.

But Scooby and Shaggy's growling stomachs were overpowering their cowardice. "It's now or never, Scoob! Eat or get eaten!"

"We make our stand here!" Scooby said. He started barking at the vampire.

Shaggy pointed a finger at the monster. "Out of the way, Bloodsucker!"

The vampire girl's face flickered from shock to sadness. She started to tear up.

"Uh, please?" Shaggy said.

"I-I am not a bloodsucker!" she sobbed out. She ran off crying.

Shaggy and Scooby just stood there.

"Whoa! That must struck a nerve." Shaggy said. "I didn't know vampires can cry!"

"Re neither!" Scooby said.

"Come on, Scoob! Let's go find her!" Shaggy and Scooby chased after the vampire girl.


Meanwhile, Jackson was showing Velma his favorite classroom.

"And this, Velma is the Mad Science room."

Velma gawked in astonishment. Truly this was a lab for mad science, it reminded her of her great great uncle Basil Von Dinkenstein's lab at Castle Von Dinkenstein. But this lab was in a school.

"Mad Science is only my favorite class, but it's a core requirement here at Monster High." Jackson explained. "Here, you're introduced to foundational concepts such as the mad scientific method, creepology, the law of claws and effect as well as the theory of 'What Goes Bump in the Night?'"

Velma crossed her arms and frowned. "There's nothing scientific about monsters."

Jackson looked surprised. "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." Velma told him. "Science is a study. One that must be proven in fact. Not used for some shameful hoax such as this."

"Hey, Jackson!"

Velma turned to see a girl with green skin, black and white striped hair, and two shiny bolts in her neck. "Who's this?"

"Uh, hey, Frankie Stein. This is Velma." Jackson said. "Velma, Frankie."

Frankie's blue eye and green eye widened. "Wait, Velma? As in Velma Dinkley?!"

"Yes, that's right." Velma answered.

"Voltage! I thought you looked familiar! You look just like your ancestor, Basil Von Dinkenstein!" she said excitedly. "You even have the same glasses!"

Velma humphed. "Figures someone like you would be fascinated by my awful family secret."

"What do you mean?" asked Frankie.

"That my great-great uncle supposedly created a monster that inspired Mary Shelly to write that ridiculous novel Frankenstein. And you, 'Frankie Stein', She made imaginary quotation marks with her fingers. "are disgracing yourself into maintaining the fiction that monsters are real."

"What?! How could you say such a thing?!" Frankie's face was filled with shock and horror. "There's nothing fictional here! This is a real school for real monsters!"

"Oh, please." scoffed Velma. "There's always a rational explanation for everything. For instance, it's scientifically impossible for someone like my ancestor or the supposed Doctor Frankenstein to successfully create life. Which means..." She reached for Frankie's neck bolts.

"Wait!" Frankie backed up against the wall. "What are you doing?!"

"These are obviously fake!" Velma grabbed the bolts. But when her fingertips touched them, she felt a surge tingle through her hands.

Sparks of electricity, real electricity, flew from Frankie's neck bolts. "DON'T. TOUCH. MY. NECK BOLTS!"

BZZZT! ZAP!

Velma felt her entire body being electrocuted. The power felt like a million joy buzzers buzzing through her being. Her was sent flying and crashed against a desk. Her body was charred and her hair stood up on end.

"Oh my ghoul! Velma! Are you alright?!" Frankie said, rushing to her side. "I didn't mean to let out that much spark!"

Velma groaned as she groggily came to. She looked up at Frankie, her eyes grew behind her glasses.

"T-That's im-possible!" the teen sleuth breathed out. "I-It-It can't be!"

"Now just calm down, Velma!" Jackson said, helping her up.

But Velma jumped back as soon as she got up. "NO! This isn't happening! Frankie can't be a monster!"

"But I am." Frankie removed her hand. "See?"

Velma saw the severed hand wave it's fingers at her.

It was too much. Velma fell over in a faint.