Pumpkin Spice, стр. 28
Dracula guided his monstrous friend down the high school hallway, teaching him everything he knew about women. Which, was not much. “You walk up from behind and using your top two fangs you chow down on their neck!” Frankie didn’t know if that worked for everyone or just vampires, but he stored it in his empty head.
There she was. BOF, Bride of Frankenstein. She wore a white dress, her face a pale cream, and her hair was long, erect and pitch black with white lightning stripes on each side. Frankenstein’s heart sank. Dracula picked it up and placed it into his reanimated friend’s chest. Dracula began massaging Frankie’s shoulders relaying words of encouragement. Just as Frankie was about to speak with Bride of Frankenstein lightning struck the school! The Wolfman and his crew had arrived. Michael J. Wolf was the star athlete of Transylvania High. All of the witches in Wicca club wanted him, and all the swamp things on the water polo team wanted to be him. He was the envy of the school to everyone but Dracula and Frankie.
Just as Dracula had feared, Wolf was approaching BOF. He had a sinking suspicion Michael J. Wolf would be asking Bride of Frankenstein to the dance. Even though he could have any monster at the school he desired, the Wolfman, like everyone else, lusts for what he cannot have. A person named Bride of Frankenstein was right up the Wolfman’s alley. He leaned in at BOF’s locker, his right elbow leaning against it. His chest hair flowing from his letterman jacket. She looked up at him, confused yet curious. “So, uh,” He began speaking before rolling his shirt sleeves up, “You wanna go to this lame-o Hallowe’en dance with me?” Bride of Frankenstein was speechless, she had never been asked to a dance with anyone before. Dracula and Frankie watched on, they both had a feeling how it would play out, but were hoping she’d decline the wolf’s invite. But of course, Bride of Frankenstein accepted the Wolfman’s offer, he was the most dope guy in school and Bride of Frankenstein could not say no!
That night at the family dinner Dr. Frankenstein made pork chops. Frankie and BOF sat across from each other as they ate. Dr. Frankenstein asked how their day was. Frankie mumbled something, and Bride told her creator how Wolfman asked her to the Hallowe’en dance. The doctor was confused, he had created BOF to be with Frankie. He asked Frankie why he wouldn’t have asked her out, Frankie refused to answer. Bride of Frankenstein then proceeded to tell Dr. Frankenstein about Wolfman, and how he was the most dope guy in school, and how she would be the envy of all the girls. Frankie listened, the words coming from his future bride’s mouth were hurtful. He didn’t develop much of an appetite and asked to be excused from the dinner table.
It was Hallowe’en night! Finally, the night of the big dance had arrived. Dracula and Frankie decided that they would go stag to the dance… not that either had a choice. As they entered the gymnasium that evening the party was rocking. Drinks were flowing, the punch was blood which excited Dracula, and the appetizers were electrically charged nuts and bolts which cheered Frankie up.
On the dance floor they saw the witches dancing with warlocks, the mummy’s dancing with ghosts, and swamp things sitting on a folding chair in the corner with a round fish bowl filled with water above their heads. The lights dimmed, and a spotlight appeared, shinning ever so brightly on Wolfman and Bride of Frankenstein. Frankie couldn’t look. The DJ hailed the new couple as the king and queen of the ball. Dracula could see his dear friend Frankie was in a lot of pain. As his best friend and wingman, it was up to him to do something about it. Luckily, Dracula being the biggest baddest vampire of all, knew exactly what to do!
As the dance continued Dracula began to take his true form: A bat. His ears became pointed, his wings black, his body round and furry, his fangs remained. He winked at his monster friend and flew up into the ceiling and hovered over to the skylight. The full moon was glistening down on the gymnasium floor. Dracula’s body centered the window, he extended his wings so his entire body would cover the site of the moon. Below on the gym floor Wolfman began to feel uneasy. Almost sick. BOF asked him how he was doing, but he couldn’t speak. Slowly his claw’s morphed into human finger tips, his pointy wolf ears into a human’s, his snout a nose. Soon the Wolfman the school had known was no more, he was just a man. He looked up at Bride of Frankenstein, then to his other school mates. They were all were laughing at him as he lay naked on the cold gymnasium floor. Bride of Frankenstein soon joined in on the laughing. Michael J. Wolf got himself up, and rushed out of the gymnasium. He was never seen or heard from again at Transylvania High.
Frankie accidentally walked right into Bride of Frankenstein. He was nervous when he apologized. Bride could hear the trembling in his voice. She took his hand and asked him if he would like to dance. Frankie couldn’t speak, he was paralyzed. Aside from the dinner table at home this was the first time he would be speaking to BOF. Dracula swooped down and morphed back into his human vampire form. He told Bride that Frankie would love to dance with her, and if she would like he would even take