Here's another chapter for 'Taking Care of My Sister's Daughter'...Hope you enjoy(:

Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Hotel Transylvania...I only own Margaret

Chapter 18

Dracula picked up Quasimodo.

"You know what. I'll take 50 omelets!"

Dracula threw Quasimodo behind him and he landed on the table.

Quasimodo looked at the gargoyle waiter.

"You heard the man! Make them!"

He started beating the gargoyle waiter in the head with a skillet.

"How did you deal with the mobs?"

"Well, it was actually really easy. You just have to roll with it."

Wayne nodded his head.

"He just rolls. It's cool that he just rolls."

Dracula grabbed the bagel with scream cheese off Margaret's plate.

"Yeah, yeah. Look, love dropping, I brought you a bagel with your favorite. Scream cheese."

"Holy rabies! Thanks, Dad."

Mavis held the bagel out to Jonathan.

"Johnny, try some scream cheese. It's awesome."

"Oh, thanks, but I'm really scream cheese intolerant. So polite pass."

Dracula nodded his head.

"Yeah, uh, Jonathan can we party plan for a minute."

Dracula led Jonathan away from the table or any other monsters. Margaret sat in Jonathan's seat.

She looked at her niece and let out a little giggle.

Mavis had some scream cheese on her nose.

She grabbed a napkin and wiped the cheese off her niece's nose.

"What's Dad problem?"

Margaret shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know. He said they're just party planning."

She watched Jonathan go to the pool.

"Here come good times! Whoo-hoo! Oh, my back."

One of the frog monster jumped on Jonathan's back.

"I'm on your back."

Dracula waved his hands through the air.

"No, no, no! He said 'Oh, my back'!"

A light pink frog monster rushed over to Mavis and grabbed her hand.

"Get on my back!"

Mavis smiled and got on the monster's back.

"Let's do it."

They went over to the pool.

"Oh, chicken fight! Push them off!"

"Chicken fight!"

Everyone in around the pool started having fun.

Frankenstein passed by and stopped when he saw Margaret sitting at the table by herself.

"Marg,"

She looked at him.

"You're not going swimming?"

She shook her head.

"No, but thanks for asking Frank."

Frankenstein walked off.

Margaret went to her right shoulder and she gently stroked the old scars.

She wasn't going to let anyone see her scars.

Dracula looked to Margaret and he felt a twinge of pain go through him.

Margaret was stroking her old scars.

He felt bad for her, because those scars reminded her of her painful past.

Well, there's that...Sorry it was short, but it's better than nothing...Hope you enjoyed and if you did please review

thanks(: