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(SNARLS)

(GROWLS)

(LAUGHS)

All the inhabitants of the Orlock,

slumbered in their beds.

All, that is, except for Bunnicula.

That lovable, nocturnal, vampire rabbit.

Huh?

NARRATOR:For him, this night would prove to be

no ordinary night.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:Bunnicula went to the refrigerator

to dine on a nice juicy carrot.

(GRUNTS)

(SLURPS)

(SIGHS)

He reached for a second carrot,

then, he paused.

He had changed his mind

because he realized he had been getting more cuddly recently...

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

...if you know what I mean.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

(SLURPS)

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:In the end, he drained the carrot anyway.

What a little butterball!

Wha... (GROWLS)

(MUTTERING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:Bunnicula popped on the couch to watch some telly.

He couldn't wait to find out what happened

on the season finale of his favorite show,

Real Life Businesswomen of Atlanta.

He had been following the program for several months,

and tonight, they would soon reveal the shocking secret.

That it was Zoey who had used Janet's toothbrush

in Season One!

Upset that his show had been spoiled,

Bunnicula threw a little tantrum

and began to sulk.

But soon, he would truly have a reason to be upset,

for the real danger to him and his friends

was quickly approaching.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:Bunnicula rushed into Mina's room,

and roused his friends from their slumber.

-(SPEAKING GIBBERISH) -(YAWNING) I'm awake.

Come on, Bunnicula. I'm too tired.

NARRATOR:Chester's irritating high-pitched voice

threatened to wake Mina from her slumber.

My voice isn't irrita...

Wait. Who said that?

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:Bunnicula explained that upon waking,

he began hearing a voice, delivering an accompanying commentary

to his every action.

So, we're hearing a narrator?

NARRATOR:And as Chester continued to waste everyone's time,

a creeping danger had entered the apartment.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Come on, Chester, let's follow Bunnicula.

I don't suppose I can sit this one out.

NARRATOR:...Chester said, although, he already knew the answer.

(SIGHING) It's gonna be a long night.

Okay, Bunnicula, what's this about a great danger?

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

NARRATOR:Bunnicula reluctantly admitted

that he was not sure what the danger was.

Meanwhile, Harold wondered if eyebrows were considered facial hair.

Yeah, are they? Do you know?

NARRATOR:At that moment, a loud noise came from the laundry room.

And there, at the end of the hallway,

stepped out a savage, uh, mouse.

(SQUEAKING)

Ah! It's a mouse.

-A mouse. -It's not scary.

NARRATOR: No, uh, wait, I've got this.

What stepped out was a mouse

with a large chip on its shoulder.

-Uh, I'm not sure that's much better. -(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

(CHUCKLES) Come on! I'm a cat.

NARRATOR:Fine.

What emerged was, uh, a mischief of mice.

(MICE SQUEAKING)

Well, now I feel like he's making fun of us.

Oh, what if the mice were attached to, like, a gorilla?

NARRATOR: And the mischief of mice, they were attached

to, uh, a body of a gorilla?

-Ooh! And give it a scorpion's tail. -Wait, what?

NARRATOR:Yes, yes. The mischief of mice

were attached to the body of a gorilla

with a scorpion's tail.

And, um, anything else?

Oh, dragon wings!

No, no! Make it butterfly wings.

NARRATOR:Yes. What stepped out was a mischief of mice

attached to the body of a gorilla with a scorpion's tail

and dragon wings.

Okay, now that's a monster I can be afraid of, right, guys?

NARRATOR:Bunnicula sprang into action,

but the beast had garlic-spewing glands.

Ahhh!

(BONES CLATTERING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

NARRATOR: Down halls and up stairs,

our trio heroically ran away in terror.

For a moment, the behemoth lost sight of his target.

He quickly realized the animals were hiding under the chair.

The other chair. (CLEARS THROAT)

(MICE SQUEALING)

The animals ran down the hall until suddenly,

they came upon a dead end.

What dead end?

NARRATOR:That dead end.

The titanic brute had been cornered,

when suddenly...

A handsome stranger intervened.

BUNNICULA: Wow! HAROLD: Whoa!

Come with me if you wanna get out of here.

Since when do you have a motorcycle?

What're you talking about, Chester?

(ENGINE REVVING)

I've always had a motorcycle.

NARRATOR:The motorbike exploded out of the Orlock and raced into the night.

We've got trouble, guys.

There's a gang of mutant bikers riding into town.

NARRATOR:Without warning, a gang of mutant bikers rode into town.

You got to be kidding me. This is crazy!

Don't worry, Chester, we just need to remind them

whose town this is.

NARRATOR:Patches leaped into action.

The mutant hordes were no match for his might.

When did Patches become so athletic?

NARRATOR:Chester marveled at the amazing form

and unmatched prowess of Patches.

He knew deep down he couldn't compare.

Yeah?

Well, maybe I prefer brains over brawn.

NARRATOR:Chester's jealousy was terribly unsightly.

-Hey! -Heads up, guys.

We're not out of this, yet.

NARRATOR:Alien forces descended upon the Earth.

Seriously? Alien forces?

NARRATOR:Yes, seriously.

Unfortunately for them, New Orleans was the home of Patches,

the inventor of the first transmorphable motorcycle battle plane.

You invented the first transmorphable motorcycle battle plane?

Wow.

You got that right, bucko.

You might wanna hold on to something.

NARRATOR:Ace-pilot Patches deftly maneuvered his plane

between enemy laser fire.

Hey, ace pilot, can you roll the window down?

I like to stick my head out...

(GARBLED WORDS)

Whee!

(LAUGHS)

Huh?

NARRATOR:Suddenly,alien reinforcements convened.

The ship was surrounded.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

The enemy managed to land a lucky shot to the starboard engine.

It looks like we're gonna have to abandon ship.

Bunnicula, pull that eject lever.

NARRATOR:Bunnicula did as he was instructed.

Our heroes abandoned their doomed ship,

and calmly headed home.

-(SCREAMING) -Whee!

(ALL GROANING)

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Whoa! Bunnicula and company, thanks for dropping in.

(GROANS) Huh? Patches? Wait, uh...

-Hey... -(STAMMERS) But...

Who's that ruggedly handsome cat over there?

There's something oddly familiar about you.

Two Patches-ses?

Ho-ho, ho-ho. But which one is the real one, right?

I know. You look just like the strikingly handsome hero in my story.

Cool.

Wait, hold up. What do you mean, story?

Well, a story is when you use words to describe sce...

I know... I know what a story is.

What story are you talking about?

PATCHES: Over here at my desk.

It's my Bunnicula fan fiction.

-It's about all the adventures that he and I get into. -(EXCLAIMS)

It's got everything.

Ninjas, dinosaurs,

explosions, aliens,

the whole enchilada.

Uh-huh. And what's with that obviously magic quill?

PATCHES: Oh, you mean my lucky writing feather?

Yeah, I found it in your basement.

The ideas have just been flowing from my mind

ever since I started using it.

Well, that's the problem!

When's the last time you looked out your window?

What's that now?

Whoa! It's all the stuff from my story.

Well, most of it. Just missing one thing.

What one thing?

(LOUD FOOTSTEPS)

Oh, hey, look!

(LOUD FOOTSTEPS)

Oh, no, Patches, what did you do?

HAROLD: What is it?

(LAUGHS) It's the gigagorgon, man.

(ROARING)

Hurray! (LAUGHS)

This is no time to be excited.

This is time to freak out!

Don't worry, guys.

I got this.

Attaboy, Patches, you got this!

He did make quick work of the mutants before.

Come on, Patches!

(YELLING)

(GRUNTS)

(ROARS)

Go, Patches! Go, Patches!

Yeah! Take him out, Patches!

All right, buddy, time to...

(GROWLS)

PATCHES: (MUFFLED) I'm okay.

Oh, yeah. Uh, the gigagorgon, uh, he's invincible.

(GROWLS)

(ROARING)

Oh, no! I gotta do something.

Idea!

You guys, I just had the best idea!

-What about... -(OTHERS SCREAMING)

Forget it, I'm just gonna...

NARRATOR:Suddenly, all of the mutants and the gigagorgon

transmuted into food.

-(SCREAMING) -(ROARING)

(CHUCKLES) Marshmallows. Good job, Harold.

NARRATOR:Chester's elation would be short-lived, though,

as the food monsters were just as fierce as before.

Food monsters... Ahhh!

Oh, right. I forgot to write they weren't monsters.

This thing have an eraser?

Harold, get us out of here!

I don't know. It's not so bad.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

I got another idea!

Geronimo...

Ow! (GRUNTS)

I'm gonna get you.

-Don't struggle, you'll only sink deeper. -BUNNICULA: Huh?

Hmm.

You want a piece of me? I'll take a piece of you!

-Oh, you're delicious! -(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Come at me, donut!

Huh?

What? What!

What just happened?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(LAUGHS) Hi!

Bunnicula, did you do this?

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

It's a lot of Minas. I should probably protest

but... (SIGHS) This is heaven.

-(PURRING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-(YAWNS) Morning, Mina. -Morning, Dad.

-Good morning, Mina. -Morning, Dad.

(CHUCKLES)

Good morning, Minas.

BOTH: Morning, Dad.

Oh, why, look at that!

-Thanks for the pancakes, Mina. -You got it, Dad.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Wha... Wait a minute.

Isn't Sunday waffle day?