Another fantastic day in Royal Woods, the bats were screeching and the moon was almost full, and the sound of a girl screeching was heard in a far distance- wait a minute! What's this? It's nighttime in Royal Woods, and there are bats instead of birds flying and making sounds? And everyone in Royal Woods is... a monster!? Yes, the whole place has gone topsy-turvy. Weirdly, school is in session in the nighttime, and a certain boy was leaving for lunch. Lincoln is a vampire, a rather cool-looking vampire with a classic dracula look, and skin as pale as bone.

"Velcome my children!" Lincoln said to the viewers with his cape around him, looking menacing. Then he let go of it and began laughing. "Gotcha didn't I? It's me, Lincoln Loud. Yes, i'm a vampire, and... i don't know how, but I am a vampire. And yeah, as you can see, everyone else is a monster too. I always wanted to fly and now i've got it! Of course, life is not easy being a vampire. It has its ups and down.

"Hey Lincoln!" said a voice. It was Clyde, who is now a werewolf. Except his arms and legs are so hairy like four small blankets, and his fur was brown. "Wanna catch up on our project?"

"Sure, Clyde."

Then a green specter appeared next to Lincoln. "Hey guys!" it was Ronnie Anne, for she was a green ghost.

"Hey Ronnie." Lincoln and Clyde replied back in a friendly voice.

"Can you believe the big test is on Friday?" asked the female ghost

"I know. Time goes by fast." Lincoln admitted. "Though i should study before the day comes." he looked a little worried now. "You know how bad it is for a vampire to be out in the sun."

"Heh. Sounds like being a vampire really bites!" Clyde joked, with him and Ronnie Anne laughing with him.

Lincoln was sarcastically laughing with them and had a stern, serious demeanor. "It does bite."

Frowning, Ronnie Anne said: "What's wrong with it, Lincoln? You can fly and you live forever."

"Yeah but... everything has a downside Ronnie Anne, and being a vampire is no exception. I have to sleep in a coffin, I never have any kind of fun in the sun for... obvious reasons, I can't set foot in private property unless i'm invited, and I can't see myself in a mirror or any kind of reflection! When i get pimples one day, how can i pop them if i can't see myself?"

"You're not missing much, admittedly." said Ronnie Anne with her arms crossed. "You can still eat and we ghosts can't. Do you know how much I miss eating food?"

"And you can change when you want to change." Clyde added. "I have to wait for a full moon to transform. Which is only next week!"

"Hey Clyde," said Ronnie. "Chandler-Stein's looking for you."

"Oh for- what does he want from me?"

"who can understand what he says at the time?" said Lincoln. He's inaudible."

"True." Ronnie rolled her eyes. "Thank god for that."

The sound of a boy making growls and dumb noises came out of a nearby boy's bathroom that looked like the stereotypical version of Frankenstein's Monster. It was Chandler, looking dumb and stupid "Clyyyyyde." he growled. "Grrrrrr!"

"Uh-oh!" Clyde gulped. "I gotta get out of here."

"Get lost, Chandler!" said Lincoln. "I'll suck all your blood if i have to."

"I hate to break it to you, Lincoln, but... Chandler is like... a zombie, so he doesn't really have blood in him." said Clyde

"He's right." Ronnie pointed. "And he's mostly immune to some painful things. Not even a bullet can hurt him."

"I know, i know. We all know that the only thing he's afraid of is; fire." Lincoln sighed. "Come on, Clyde, we'll get you out of here." then they got away from Chandler (despite him only able to walk like a zombie can walk).

As they made it to the cafeteria, the sound of thunder clapping was heard outside the school, but it was typical for the nighttime in Royal Woods that is filled with monsters. Lunch was served and everyone took their seats.

"Wait," said Ronnie Anne. "Clyde, why are you scared? You're a werewolf, you can rip Chandler limb from limb like a scarecrow."

"Yes, when the moon is full." Clyde corrected. "But right now, i'm only two-thirds of a werewolf. A werewoo!"

Despite what Chandler wanted, it was another successful school night and everyone went home to sleep through the day. As they were walking down the streets to Lincoln's house to study some homework, Loona came from a portal to Hell in front of them... in her regular Hellhound form, not in her human disguise whatsoever.

"W'sup, dweebs?" Loona said.

"Hey Loona." Lincoln said.

"Sucked any good necks dry lately?" asked the hellhound

"Well I don't kill anyone." Lincoln looked worried. "I'm not a killer."

"Heh, just kidding." Loona smirked. "Me and the guys just killed a whole retirement home a little while ago." Lincoln made a gasp at the news. "No! No! No! not the one where your grandparents lived." Loona reassured the three kids. "The one in Toledo."

Then the three children made a sigh of relief. "Good. Toledo is a cruddy city." said Clyde

"Heh. I'll say." Loona said. "Anything new going on with you?"

"Well Chandler-Stein is after me for some reason, Loona! And i only have next week before the full moon comes."

"Don't worry, Clyde." Said Loona. "I'll take care of that fucking asshole for you." She cracked her knuckles.

"Whoa whoa whoa, we don't want to kill him." said Lincoln.

"Aww." Loona groaned. "Ok what's your plan?"

"Ok here is what we're gonna do." Said Lincoln.