(Oh, God. This chapter is so crappy)
"Kids, everyone."
Everyone looked to the stage to see Johnny.
"Please, take a seat. Dennis has a big surprise for you. The one and only Kakie, the Cake Monster."
The curtains pulled back to reveal Brandon, in the Kakie costume, with a cake in hand.
"Hey, kids! It's me, Kakie! What a wonderful Kakie day it is! Now, I have a question. Who here loves cake?"
Dennis' face dropped when his cousins' looked to him with angry expressions.
While Brandon did his silly, little dance, Vlad sneaked behind the curtains.
"Rise."
Everyone gasped when they saw Brandon rise up into the air.
"Whoa, whoa…"
Immediately, Margaret looked to her husband.
She felt like her heart was going to break when she saw the look on his face.
He was glad.
Why was he glad?
He encouraged his father to destroy something that Dennis loved.
"Why am I floating? Can I have the stage manager, please? This isn't working for me."
Twirling his finger, Vlad made Kakie's head spin all the way around.
While Dennis' cousins were excited, Dennis began to cower in fear.
"Scary, Denisovich? You feeling anything? Any change?"
"Is Kakie okay?"
Once Vlad raised his eyebrow, Kakie growled.
"I want all the cake! Sharing is for cowards!"
"I don't remember any of this from the TV show."
"Um…I think I saw it on a Blu-Ray disk, bonus stuff."
"Wait."
Mavis looked to her husband.
"Why is Grandpa Vlad up there?"
Slowly, Kakie began to transform into a terrifying monster.
"What's happening, Papa? What's wrong with Kakie?"
Everyone's eyes widened and let out startled gasps when Kakie transformed.
"You don't eat cake. Cake. Eat. You!"
"NO!"
Clutching onto Margaret's dress, Dennis buried his face into her chest.
Protectively, she wrapped her arms around the little boys while her eyes flashed ice blue at the monster.
"Stop it!"
Margaret's eyes transformed back into their silver shade when Kakie was turned back into his original form.
Looking to her husband, she saw the purple puffs of smoke at his finger tips.
She couldn't help the small smile that came over his face.
"Hey! What did you do that for? A few more seconds and that kid's fangs would have popped right out."
"It doesn't matter. It's not worth it."
"What's not worth it?"
Margaret looked to her niece.
"Ask your father."
Mavis looked to her father.
"Dad?!"
"Tell her, Drac."
Letting out a sigh, Dracula gently took his daughter's hands in his'.
"It was my last attempt to make the boy a vampire so you'd stay."
Mavis pulled her hands from her father's.
"By ruining his favorite thing? How could you do that?"
"We were desperate."
Mavis looked to her husband with that same furious expression.
"You were in on this?!"
"Dennis won't be happy in my town. He would be so much happier..."
"Johnny, when are you going to understand? Dennis is not a monster!"