Chapter 3
Joe and Tim eavesdropped on the whole ordeal from outside, the former bemoaning, "Poor child. Poor, sweet child. She has a very serious problem."
The other bat minion lamented, "If only there were something we could do."
"But there is something."
Mavis noticed them asked, "Who-who are you?"
Joe said, "Don't be scared."
Tim added, "We represent someone who can help you."
"Someone who could make all your dreams come true. Just imagine, you and your prince, together forever.
Mavis was confused, "I don't understand."
"The Devil has great powers."
"The Devil? Why, that's - I couldn't possibly - no! Get out of here! Leave me alone!"
Joe feigned disappointment, "Suit yourself. It was only a suggestion."
However, it didn't take long for the vampire teen to rethink it as she looked at her destroyed possessions. She quickly clamored, "Wait!"
Both bats were delighted to hear her say that, "Yeeeeeeeeeess?"
Drac's pals and Frank's wife were in the lobby, feeling mighty low, Wayne was all like, "Poor Mavis."
Frank, Eunice were most guilty with, "we didn't mean to tell, it was an accident."
When Mavis passed by, Griffin asked, "Where are you going?"
Mavis explained "I'm going to see the Devil."
"What, no! No, not that demon, he's a monster!"
"Why don't you go tell my father? You're good at that."
"But, but I… *to the others* Come on."
Mavis and the bat minions traveled to the Devil's Casino, the winged goons guiding her, "This way."
Immediately upon entry, she was hung up in the assortment of slots and card games. That was when the Devil said, "Come in. Come in, my child. We mustn't lurk in doorways, it's rude. One MIGHT question your upbringing. Now, then. You're here because you have a thing for this human. Not that I blame you, he is quite a catch, isn't he? Well, the solution to your problem is simple. The only way to get what you want… is to become a human yourself."
That made Mavis ask, "Can you DO that?"
"My dear, sweet child. That's what I do, it's what I live for. To help unfortunate folk like yourself. Poor souls with no one else to turn to."
The Devil then sung.
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a demon
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light and let it beam in
True? Yes And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely and depressed
[Pathetic]
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain
In need
One longing to be thinner
Another wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad
So true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Devil, please!"
And I help them?
Yes, I do
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
Then the Devil discussed his terms, "Now, here's the deal. I will make you a potion that will turn you into a human for three days. Got that? Three days. Now listen, this is important. Before the sun sets on the third day, you've got to get your boy to fall in love with you. That is, he's got to kiss you. Not just any kiss, the kiss of true love. If he does kiss you before the sun rises on the third night , you'll remain human, permanently, but if he doesn't, you turn back into a vampire, and you belong to me."
Frank panicked, "No, Mavis!"
Frank was silenced by Joe and Tim as their master asked, "Have we got a deal?"
Mavis pondered, "If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again."
"That's right, but you'll have your man. Life's full of tough choices, ain't it? Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. You can't get something for nothing, you know."
"But I don't have any-"
"I'm not asking much. Just a token, really, a trifle. You'll never even miss it. What I want from you is… your soul."
"My soul?"
"You've got it, sweetcakes."
"But without it, won't I be… dead?"
"Nope. You'll still have your looks, your pretty face, and your voice. All you'll lose is your ability to turn into a bat."
"Oh."
The Devil sang again.
The men out there and everywhere like a lot of women
But my helpers and I can tell there's someone you want more
Yes, out there, it's much preferred
For ladies to say whatever words
And after all, dear, be spunky like a girl who's 24
Come on, they're all impressed with conversation
True gentlemen seek it when they can
Because they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's not withdrawn
Don't hold your tongue and you will get your man
Come on, you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I'm a very busy man
And I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
So rejoice!
You poor unfortunate soul
It's sad
But true
If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet
You've got to pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll!
Joe, Tim, now I've got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul.
Mavis signed the contract, and the transformation from vampire to human was underway with the Devil chanting, "Paluga, sarruga, come winds of the Caspian Sea. Now rings us glossitis and max laryngitis, la voce to me! Now sing!
As Mavis sung, the Devil encouraged, "Keep singing!"
Quickly, the Devil shoved his hand down Mavis's throat and extracted a big black ball. It was, no doubt, Mavis's soul, and it was the size of a dodgeball. Thankfully, the removal and subsequent transformation was painless.