A few weeks had passed since the McGees and Chens had moved into the haunted castle owned by Dr. Libby Stein-Torres. Both monster families were happy that their respective oldest children, Molly and Ollie were enjoying being in the same body, and the two didn't want to ever be apart.
They had made several changes to the castle since their surgery and revival. Once spooky paintings on the walls were replaced with bright pictures of cute animals and rainbows. The bats in the belfry had little clothes made for them. All the dust and cobwebs had been cleaned away. While most of the castle residents had gotten used to the adjustments, Scratch hadn't. He hated all the positivity going around, and every day he would complain about it.
"Why can't we keep the lights dim and flickery like before?" he would ask.
"Because then we won't be able to see each other!" Molly answered.
Scratch didn't care at all. He wanted everyone and everything to be scary again. But whenever he tried to make things suited to his tastes, Franken-Mollie added their special touch to turn frowns upside down.
One day, the residents were having a good meal. Scratch floated into the dining room. "Alright! Who replaced all the books in the library with ones that don't make noise?"
"No one wants a noisy library!" Ollie said. "All those old books had to go."
"The new silent ones are much better." Sharon said. "I read one about keeping my tails well groomed."
"And it's not just that." Darryl added. "Thanks to all those old newspapers lying around, I'm almost housebroken!"
"You guys are falling for their positivity like mice to cheese! Monsters are supposed to be miserable and scary!" Scratch yelled. "What else can ruin my afterlife?" Then, as if on cue, a portal opened up, and Scratch was sucked in.
He landed on his face in front of the Ghost Council. "Uh, hi there." he said nervously.
"I suppose you are wondering why you've been summoned here." Sir Alister said. He held up a device with a meter. "Misery in Brighton has declined by 10% over the past couple of weeks. Care to explain?"
"Don't blame me! It's that annoying two-headed monster and their families who are turning the castle into a sugar bowl!" Scratch protested. He had told them all about it.
"Have you tried evicting them?" Bartholomew asked.
"Everything I could think of! Except maybe using spoons to dig a tunnel under the town and make them get lost in the woods!" answered Scratch.
"Spoons." Sir Alister said, unamused.
"If you can't make them leave, then try to make them miserable!" Lucretia ordered. "Or the Chairman will banish you!" Intimidated by this threat, Scratch nodded, and was sent back to the castle.
"Okay, gotta make 'em miserable like all the other monsters in town. Shouldn't be too difficult." He thought, and soon got an idea. But befoe he could go through with it, Franken-Mollie appeared.
"Oh, there you are, Scratch." Molly said. "We made something for you." She handed him a piece of paper.
Scratch ignored it at first, but he looked at it. It was a drawing of the three of them, enjoying a walk in the moonlight. There was also some writing.
"To our favourite ghost, you make our afterlives so much better. Love, Franken-Mollie." Scratch read. When he did this, he felt something he hadn't in years. Happiness. A tear came to his eye.
"That was kinda nice of them." he said. "No one has given me anything for a long time." Then he began to think. "Maybe they're not so annoying after all. They may have two heads, but one big heart."