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Hi, there. I'm Draculaura and, well, I'm a monster.

Ooh, but don't be afraid. We're not what you think.

We're nice and normal and weird, too,

and we all go to a school together and...

Wait. Let me start from the beginning.

At first, it was just lonely little me and my dad,

flapping around in our very big, old house.

But then I met Frankie.

And then I met Clawdeen.

And together, we decided to turn our house into a school.

Monster High!

A place where every monster is welcome.

My dad gave me an ancient monster transporter called a Mapalogue.

We used it to rescue monsters from all over the world.

I've made so many fangtastic new friends,

and now Monster High is filled with students.

And you're welcome to join us, too.

All you have to do is...

Draculaura, official Mapalogue emergency!

- We found another ghoul! - Right.

Come along.

Silvi exto monstrum!

- Come on! Did you see it? - It's over there.

- Where did it go? - Have you seen it?

Maybe it climbed the fence?

Nah, wolves can't climb. Let's check the other side.

Hi! We're your official welcoming committee and we would just like to say... Huh?

Where is she?

Down here!

Help me, please. They've got the place surrounded.

- Did you hear that? - Huh?

- What's going on? - It sounded electrical?

- So rude! - I think we'd better do something.

Of course. But will we still have time for a bite before...

- There! In the alley. Come on! - Oh? Where did it go?

Ghouls, let's move.

- Whoa. Hey! Is there a blackout? - What's going on?

What was that?

I see something!

- There! - Don't let it get away.

Go, go, go, go!

Thank you.

- No worries. - No problem.

Our pleasure.

Happy to help.

It's what we do.

Who are you?

Hi, we're your official welcoming committee, and we would just like to say...

Uh...

Ghouls, I think the Normies figured out they've been tricked.

Time to go.

Don't worry. We're monsters, too. Obviously. Come on.

Okay. So now, as your official welcoming committee,

we would just like to say...

Welcome to Monster High!

Frankie is really amped up about this science project, huh?

Have you seen it? It's, uh...

It's, uh, amazing! Isn't it?

You have no idea what it is, do you?

- Nope. - Glad I'm not the only one.

What is that thing, anyway?

It's an ultra-high-density direct current capacitator

for storing high levels of electric energy.

Neat.

It's like a super battery.

I'm trying to put all that electricity into this.

Imagine only having to charge your phone once a year!

Oh! And for the Normies, electricity is everything.

This device is really going to change their world for the better.

- Amazing! - Fascinating.

Why would you want to help Normies?

They've never tried to help us.

Eh?

How do you work this thing, anyway?

Moanica, don't touch that, it's not...

Hey.

What?

...done yet.

Hmm.

You wanna go see Ari? I hear she's performing right now.

Isn't it great? Just look at all these monsters.

Together, under one roof, making friends with each other.

Oh, yeah!

Looking good.

And it looks like the new ghoul even made a friend.

It's hard to believe that just a few short months ago,

Monster High didn't even exist.

Yeah, it's strange to think that just last year I was hiding with my pops in Bavaria.

I'd never even seen another monster.

Now I can't even take two steps without bumping into...

Whoa!

Oh, my ghoul, I am so sorry. I didn't see you there.

Yeah, I get that a lot.

When you're the daughter of the Boogey Man,

you kind of, well, fade into the shadows.

Fascinating.

You're Twyla, right? What are you doing here all alone?

Uh, I like to hang out here during lunch.

All by yourself?

Sure, I like my alone time.

Hey, I like alone time, too!

Come with us. We'll be alone together!

- Yes, Ari! - Sing it, ghoul!

You can always be alone at an Ari concert.

Alone with the music.

Isn't Ari just creeparific, Twyla?

Uh, Twyla?

Guess she's not a music fan.

Maybe she's just shy.

Oh, I feel terrible.

Oh! Oh! We should throw her a party to apologize.

Yes! Like a really big, big party and invite the whole school.

Yeah, I would hold off on those invitations, Draculaura.

Yeah! All right!

Man, I wonder what it's like to be up on stage like that?

Deuce, we should totally start our own band.

Yes. Yes. I am liking this idea.

Bonesy? Skelly? You in?

Yeah. That's the spirit!

Hey, I play a lot of instruments.

Oh! And I've loved music since I was a seedling. Can we be in the band?

Oh. And Woolee.

Depends. Can you ghouls do this?

- Oh. They're good. - They're in.

But while all of us monsters find spiders like Webby here

to be charming and wonderful creatures...

it is important to remember

that whenever a human sees a spider, they do this.

Any questions?

Got it.

Very good. Then we are moving on to our next Humanology subject.

Darkness.

Now, who can tell me what human beings think about the dark?

- I know! I know! - I got it!

- I got this one! - I know.

Professor, Professor Dracula, I know!

- Clawdeen Wolf? - Huh? Oh! Uh...

They think it's clawesome? Because it is?

Absolutely... wrong.

Humans are scared of the dark.

What's to be scared of?

Look out. There's some darkness behind you.

Yes, yes, I know it's peculiar, but it's true.

Humans cannot see in the dark like vampires or werewolves.

Normies are afraid of the dark...

Professor Dracula?

If the humans are so scared,

then why don't they just suck up a lightbulb like Gob?

Listen up.

You monsters and ghouls need to take this seriously.

We must learn about humans so that one day we can happily live together.

Ha! I say we should learn about Normies

so that we can get back at them.

For making us hide in the first place.

Moanica, please take your seat so we can continue with the lecture.

Oh, I've already heard plenty, Professor Dracula.

And thank you for the lesson. It was very enlightening.

Hey!

Come on, Zomboys.

I just got an idea.

Here's a song about a señorita

You know who I mean If you be lucky to meet her

Be in the class making a fool of the teacher

Monica no-show ahora lo entiendo

- Oh... - Always the center in a duro momento

- Hey! Uh.. - Passing the notes for the kids to remember

Top of the class as if you need to ask

She got the lingo, now wait, mi amigos

Let the beat go for me and my amigos

Let the beat go, stamp your feet, yo

Me and my boys don't bother

Let the beat go for me and my amigos

Let the beat go, stamp your feet, yo

Me and my boys don't bother

All the monsters in the school They'll be coming up

Need to know that there'll be time to be growing up

Lessons hitting you harder than a coconut

Gotta focus your mind, always be on time

I got plans that only I can figure out

Got the brains to pull them off without a doubt

Now's the time to jump on up And scream and shout

Me and my boys, we're gonna show you what it's all about

Let the beat go for me and my amigos

Let the beat go, stamp your feet, yo

Me and my boys don't bother

Let the beat go for me and my amigos

Let the beat go, stamp your feet, yo

Me and my boys don't bother

You two, read all those. You three, gather some of these.

You, get me a mummy mocha.

Hmm. What do you think they're up to?

I don't know. Uh...

Who said that?

Twyla?

Hey. You want me to keep an eye on those Zomboys for you?

I could see what they're planning.

Hmm.

As class president, this is my responsibility. But thank you...

Twyla?

Okay, you are really good at that.

Maybe you should keep an eye on them.

But you let me know as soon as you find anything.

Whatever she's up to, I'll deal with it.

I've got a feeling something big is on the horizon.

Was that thunder?

Uh, sorry. Runaway drum kit.

We're starting a band.

And she heard a noise.

As she headed down the dark tunnel,

slowly, she turned around.

But what she saw wasn't a ghost at all.

It was...

A human!

You got me.

Come on, Frankie. Let's play truth or scare.

Huh?

Okay.

Truth or scare.

Cleo.

Hmm. Scare.

You have to...

Kiss Webby!

Clawdeen, you're next.

Truth or scare?

Yeah. Um, I'm gonna go with truth.

Oh! I know, I know. What's your biggest dream?

What do you want to do when we don't have to hide from the humans?

Well, um, when I was a werepup, we lived in a dark, dingy den.

There was no style, no art.

But then Monster High found me.

And I discovered how good it made me feel

to be creative and to create for others, too.

So my dream is to open a salon.

A place for everybody, humans and monsters alike.

And I want to be the head stylist that makes them all say...

Yeah, nice.

Clawdeen, that's a spooktacular idea.

You should do it.

Yeah. Maybe someday.

Or right now?

Now? What, like, now now?

Think about it.

Opening a salon is the perfect next step to revealing ourselves to humans.

We could all work there and get to know them.

They'll just think we're in costumes.

She's right.

Nothing makes someone open up to you like sitting in a salon chair.

But, ghouls. I mean, where would the salon even go?

I know.

The abandoned power station where I used to hide.

It's the perfect spot for such a voltageous idea.

This is all happening so fast. What if I'm not ready?

You're ready!

Yeah.

Okay. Let's do it.

Let's turn the power station into a fierce salon.

Yes!

Hmm.

Ta-da!

Um...

It... It looks nice.

And like I should be wearing a hard hat.

I know, I know, it might not look like much now...

It's perfect.

I can see it now.

Reclining lounge coffins in the waiting area here,

a row of styling chairs with crystal skulls over there.

And in that corner, wait for it...

Fog machines!

Hmm. This here and up there... Oh!

We should probably do something about that.

Oh! It's going to take a lot of work to get this place ready.

You're sure you can do it, Cleo?

My family built towering pyramids that have stood for eons.

Trust me.

I can do this.

Okay.

Um... Um... Oh.

Uh...

No.

No, no, no, no.

Wrong. All wrong.

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I can't do this!

Everything okay in here, sweet pup?

I'm designing looks for the salon's big opening night.

But nothing is good enough!

What about this one? This is good.

Mom. That's just a sleeve!

Well, it's a very nice sleeve.

You don't understand!

When we open for the Normies, everything has to be incredible.

Mmm.

What if nobody likes what I do?

Clawdeen, being creative is hard.

You have to open up your heart and show it to all the world.

Painful, yes.

But joyful, too.

I believe in you. You just need to believe in you, too.

You can't rush great art.

You're right.

I have all the time in the world to make these looks perfect.

Hey, Clawdeen, a question.

Um, is it all right if I tell some of my old Normie bandmates about the salon?

Well, of course, Ari.

Great. And is it okay if they post about it online?

Um, sure. I mean, we want a lot of Normies to come to the salon.

Okay, good. Because all of that already happened.

And now my fans are posting about it.

And then more fans reposted it. Again and again.

- Again. - So you're saying that, uh...

We are going to have hundreds of Normies at the salon opening this weekend.

Right. Hundreds of Normies. This weekend.

Wait. This weekend?

Everyone was so excited and then I got excited and... Well.

Now can I panic?

Officially, as your mother, I'm supposed to say no.

But, yes, I would probably panic.

Huh...

- Hi. - Hey.

It's Twyla. We need to talk.

Wow.

This is good work. Digging tools...

The tesla coil...

Electrical equipment...

And who has a Zom-bake sale in the middle of nowhere, during a rainstorm?

Ooh! Brownie!

Don't eat that. I checked. Yeah, it's, like, 90% dirt.

What could they possibly be up to?

I feel terrible asking, but can you keep watching them?

It's what I do best.

Just please be careful.

I don't want you to end up in any kind of danger.

Whoa!

You know, like now, for instance.

Twyla!

I'm okay. I...

You saved me, Frankie. Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Frankie, um, are you okay?

I'm all right. A little lightning never hurt anybody.

I mean, never hurt a Stein anyway.

But from now on, what do you say we meet indoors?

Huh. That's never happened before.

Well, that was a lot of lightning.

You're sure you don't need some help?

No, I'm fine.

Listen, we're having another ghouls' night tonight upstairs.

You want to come?

I think I've already had more excitement than I can handle.

Thanks, though.

Okay, well, if you change your mind, you've got my iCoffin number.

Huh? Hmm.

Good morning, Twyla!

That was quite a storm last night, huh?

Yeah. Um, that electricity thing still happening to you?

It's no big deal. In fact, I woke up full of energy.

Hmm. Right.

Hey, so I'm going to go spy on that Zom-bake sale.

I'm pretty sure those guys are hiding something.

Be sure to call me when you find out.

Of course. I will.

Well, at least it's a nice day.

Hey, guys. The creepateria has brains for lunch today.

- Brains? - Brains?

- Brains? Brains? - Brains? Brains?

Get back to work!

You can sleep when you're dead.

Or, well, you know what I mean.

No more breaks until all that electricity is in there.

Frankie's science project? What are they up to?

Come on, ghouls.

I don't care what your boss said, Rene.

That price is outrageous for cuticle scrapers.

Hey, be careful with that.

Aunt Nephthys hates to be woken up.

Rene, I wasn't born yesterday. I was born 6,000 years ago.

Don't worry about how that's possible. Worry about my cuticles.

Hey, mate. Where does this go?

Oh, just over there by the hair dryers for now.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Heel!

That is not a toy.

Ha! Got you!

Hi, this is Twyla. Please leave a message.

Come on, Twyla, why aren't you answering?

Hey, Cleo.

I'm sorry. I know we have a lot going on here,

but I have to step out for a few.

Everything all right, Frankie?

It's nothing I can't handle on my own.

I just need to check on somebody.

Oh, do whatever you need to do.

Lagoona and I will be fine over here.

We have everything under control.

Excuse me.

Welcome to the very first jam session

of Raythe and the Silent Screams.

And a one and a two and a...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait. Wait. Hold up.

We're not calling the band "Raythe and the Something Something."

Skelly said we were gonna be The Rolling Bones.

We should name the band something more powerful.

What about Thunder and Frightening?

No, I like Raythe and the Silent Screams.

Now let's jam.

Um, you can't just name the band after yourself, Raythe.

One, I'm the lead singer. Two, it's an awesome name.

Three, let's jam.

Oh! What about Ghoulish Intentions?

Ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh! What about Raythe and the Silent Screams?

Dude, you don't just name the band after you!

What don't you like about Ghoulish Intentions?

This is a team effort. It's a band.

That's the worst name in the history of names.

- Whoa! - Okay.

Look, I'm still the new ghoul here,

but I know this isn't what Monster High is about.

We didn't start this band to argue over something as silly as a name.

We're here to make awesome music together.

Monster music.

Silvi's right. We shouldn't be fighting like this.

My bad.

I'm sorry.

Besides, the band should be called The Howling Army.

What?

- This is a team effort, man. - Hey!

- I know what I'm talking about. - No! You wanna get...

That's the worst name in the history of names.

The Rolling Bones. Come on!

No peeking.

Okay, ghouls. Here goes.

Clawdeen!

- I knew you could do it, Clawdeen! - Creeparific.

You really like them?

Mmm-hmm. Oh! I can't wait to wear these at the salon opening tonight.

- They are fangtastic! - Thanks.

All my inspiration was thanks to you and the ghouls.

But I still think there's something missing.

Hey, ghouls, sorry I'm late. I just got this big burst of energy.

So I decided to walk around the school 14times,

you know, after I did the Humanology reading assignment.

Um, who broke Frankie?

And then I did the rest of the reading for the next two semesters.

Hey, look at that, Clawdeen. Those looks are so voltageous.

I knew you could do it.

Hey, do I sound like I'm talking fast? I'm talking fast, aren't I?

Frankie, Frankie! Slow down!

How many mummy mochas did you drink, huh?

Why, I've never been so full of energy.

That's a great idea. I'll go get us all some mummy mochas. I'll be right back.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. No. Why don't we sit down for a minute?

It's like there's too much electricity inside her.

She's all amped up.

Oh, no! My dress!

Wow!

Amazing!

This is what my outfits were missing.

A power station salon deserves electric fashion.

I'm electric, doing my thing

I'm electric, I'm gonna light it, light it up

I'm electric, sparks of lightning

I'm electric, I'm gonna light it, light it up

I'm electric, can you feel the magic? Like lightning

I'm electric, I'm electric I'm gonna light it, light it up

I'm electric, can you feel the magic? Like lightning

I'm electric, I'm electric I'm gonna light it, light it up

Shine, shine, shine, everybody got a light

Got to work your dream and show me that starlight

Every season, I'll touch that...

From your cap to your sneakers Baby, it's a keeper

Be a leader, don't be a follower Wear it like a star and everybody holla

When I walk in a room, man, people be grooving

Who's that girl? It's me, I'm illumin'

I'm electric, can you feel the magic? Like lightning

I'm electric, I'm electric I'm gonna light it, light it up

I'm electric, can you feel the magic? Like lightning

I'm electric, I'm electric I'm gonna light it, light it up

Presenting Miss Clawdeen Wolf's Fierce Electric Fashions!

- Look at those ghouls. - Check it out.

Shock and awesome!

- Shock and awesome. - Aw, that looks great!

- Awesome. - Hey, check that out.

That's cool.

- Look at those ghouls. - Oh, my goodness!

- Bright lights! - Wow! Check it out!

It's like a party but also a dress!

- So cool! - Can I get one? Can I get one?

Oh, my gosh. Get me one.

Sweet.

We're really turning some heads.

Hey, Clawdeen.

You look, uh... I mean, you and the ghouls are like...

You're very, uh...

Did I mention that we started a band?

Thank you, Raythe.

Frankie? Are you okay?

It still feels like there's a little electricity left in there.

Maybe I can...

Whoa!

Watch out!

Look out! Whoa!

Aww!

Adorbes.

What is it?

Znap!

I guess it's a Znap.

Znap! Znap!

Well, it is very nice to meet you, Znap.

Ooh.

Maybe we can just bow.

Znap, Znap, Znap!

- Hmm. Oh! - Znap!

Cool.

So, ghouls, now that we have our fierce new looks,

what do you say we head over to the power station

and see if Cleo's ready for tonight?

Let me catch up with you. I have to check on something first.

Twyla? Are you here?

Oh, come on, Twyla. Where are you?

Something's not right.

Hello? Twyla? Are you there?

Ugh. Wrong number.

Are you still fiddling with that thing?

I thought you'd be done by now.

Uh...

Uh...

Uh...

Is it finished? Can we get started?

Ugh! Finally!

I know what you're up to, Moanica.

Oh, really?

You're stealing all the electricity.

I figured it out. I mean, we're underneath the power station.

Hmm.

Uh-huh.

You're going to use Frankie's science project

to take all the electricity out of the power grid.

Mira! And they say Frankie is the ghoul with all the brains.

Brain?

No, there aren't any brains.

You know, you can steal the electricity to ruin the big salon opening,

but it won't stop those ghouls from following their dream.

I don't care about their little "salon" or their "misguided" dream.

Ruining that is just a bonus.

Professor Dracula said that Normies are afraid of the dark, right?

So when we use this bad boy to take all of their electricity...

Total darkness!

And when the Normies are good and scared,

the Zomboys and I

will go out into the world and show them

how truly scarifying we monsters can be!

Right, Zomboys?

Hey! Be scary!

This is the Night of the Zomboys!

Impressive...

Fail.

What was that?

I thought you Zomboys said you knew what you were doing.

Worthless!

I've gotta get some air.

Moanica.

Frankie.

You wouldn't happen to know where Twyla is, would you?

Who, me? How should I know where that shadow ghoul likes to sneak?

If you do know where Twyla is...

I'll find out.

Znap, Znap, Znap.

"I'll find out."

Yes, Frankie.

You'll find out where Twyla is.

Time for plan B.

Release the Boogey girl. She's free to go.

No, I'm... I'm not mad at you anymore.

You're still my Zomboys.

Yes, we can get ice cream after we finish the Night of the Zomboys.

All right. So it's settled.

The name of the band is Howling Thunder and Frightening

featuring Raythe and Deuce and The Rolling Bones and Woolee.

You know there's no way that's going to fit on a T-shirt.

Hey. Howling Thunder and Frightening

featuring Raythe and Deuce and The Rolling Bones and Woolee

isn't about T-shirts and making money.

It's about our message and monster alternative.

Um, monster alternative?

I thought we were going to be playing heavy metal!

No. HTFFRDATRB's and Woolee is a Monster Alternative band.

Guys. Guys.

Doesn't it make more sense for a monster band to play goth rock?

Great, now we don't even agree on the kind of music we're gonna play?

Bonesy, Skelly, what about you guys?

Smooth jazz? Only my mom likes smooth jazz!

Metal is the only cool kind of music.

- How many times do I have to say it? - No.

- Monster alternative for sure. - Goth is totally now!

What? Oh, come on.

Hey, Frankie!

Twyla!

Where have you been? I've been looking all over for...

It's Moanica. She had her Zomboys dig a tunnel under the power station.

Znap! Znap!

What's that?

Znap, Znap.

I'll explain later. Why on Earth are they digging a tunnel?

Because she wants to steal all the electricity, all the light...

Frankie?

Clawdeen. What are you doing here?

I came looking for you.

I can't have our big salon opening without one of my best ghoul friends there with me.

- No, you shouldn't go back there now... - Clawdeen.

Your dream is becoming a reality tonight.

You go make sure everything is perfect.

I'll meet you there soon.

Okay. But don't be late.

Oh! I'm so excited, I can't stop howling.

Now, where is this tunnel?

Hmm. That's odd. There are usually Zomboys here.

Frankie, I know you want to take care of this on your own,

but listen, that cavern is swarming with Zomboys.

I am more than capable of outsmarting a few Zomboys.

Znap!

That salon means everything to Clawdeen.

I'm not letting Moanica ruin her big night.

Okay.

Znap!

Fine, then I'm coming with you.

- So how far down does this go? - A long way.

It's really dark. Good thing I'm my own light source.

Hello. Hello, everyone.

Thank you. Thank you all for coming to our grand opening.

I'd like to introduce Clawdeen Wolf,

up-and-coming style genius.

Welcome to Fierce!

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

This is amazing.

I love the whole monster theme here.

Check out the styling chairs.

Pretty cool.

- Yeah, it's really, out there, you know? - Great colors.

Whoa! They got a DJ.

- This track is fresh. - I love it.

I would give this place an 11 out of 10.

Their monster makeup is so realistic!

Forget their makeup. Did you see those outfits?

They said this was a mummy mocha. Clever.

- Can you do my hair like a werewolf? - Wow! Look at my monster hair.

Super stylish.

- It's Tash! - She got a monster makeover.

Oh, that is so cool.

That looks amazing.

Oh, man.

Did you see they have a fog machine?

Check out my hair. This is awesome.

I'm telling all my friends about their monster style.

Are you sure this looks good?

Absolutely. It makes you look at least 10,000 years younger.

Uh, I'm not so sure about that...

Hey! Love the new look, Dracula.

Well, what do you know!

So do I!

I'm very proud of you, Clawdeen.

Thanks, Mom.

Something wrong?

Frankie should be here.

Just wondering where she is.

I'm sure she's around here somewhere.

Could you?

Wait! There's lots of Zomboys up ahead.

Seems pretty quiet.

Znap?

Huh?

Frankie!

Be careful!

Znap!

- Let go! - Znap!

So, what do you think?

Frankie?

I think you ruined my science project!

Oh.

I'm about to ruin much more than that.

I'm taking this whole thing apart before it can do any more damage.

I don't think so.

It's time for the Night of the Zomboys.

Time for the Normies to be afraid.

And they will be, when I shut off all the lights!

There are billions of watts of energy in that power grid.

Obviously there was no way

my project would be able to store that much electricity.

Yeah, I kinda already figured that out, thanks.

But that got me thinking

where under earth would I find something or someone

that is capable of absorbing that much electricity?

Hmm.

Uh...

You let Twyla go because you knew she'd lead me down here.

You need me to make your machine work.

Yup. Hmph!

No! Frankie!

Testing. Testing one, two.

Hello, Monster High!

We are Howling Thunder and Frightening

featuring Raythe and Deuce and The Rolling Bones!

And Woolee.

Who wants to hear some heavy-ish metal

monster alternative goth rock with subtle undertones of smooth jazz?

And there's some polka in there, too.

Yeah!

I said a one, a two, a one, two...

Uh, guys, we never practiced any songs.

Yeah, I was meaning to bring that up.

Uh...

Whoa!

- Whoa! - Whoa! What the...

Huh?

Ow! Hey!

- Oh. What's all this, then? - It's kinda cool!

Nice!

Hey! Where's my electric outfit?

- Is there a blackout? - What's going on?

What... What?

- Crikey. - What should we do?

- Excuse me. - We should get out of here.

Come on, you guys, let's go!

Um, nothing to worry about, people!

Just a little technical difficulty on our first night.

If I could direct your attention to the table in the corner...

Please help yourself to some refreshments.

- Whoa! - This is not okay!

Frankie!

She can't hear you!

Uh...

Huh?

Hey!

- What the... - Moanica?

Boo!

Zombies! What's happening?

I didn't get my hair done yet!

Are you scared?

Well, you should be!

Because monsters and zombies are real!

And tonight...

Ugh! Will somebody please help him? Por favor?

And tonight, under the cover of perpetual darkness,

me and my Zomboys are going out into your world.

And we're going to do terrible, scarible things!

That's right!

We're going to tie your shoelaces together!

We're gonna put salt in your sugar bowls!

We're gonna do a lot of this...

That's right, run!

Because this is the Night of the Zomboys!

Moanica! What have you done?

Moanica!

Well, if you don't count the whole

"zombies stealing the electricity and falling through the floor" thing,

I'd say tonight went pretty well.

Ghouls!

It's Frankie.

Frankie?

Frankie! What happened?

It was Moanica! She used Frankie for her plan!

So much electricity.

She's in shock!

We have to get all that electricity out of her.

Znap! Znap!

Znap!

Znap!

Frankie, whatever you did before to make Znap, can you do it again?

Znap, can you wake her?

Znap?

Znap, Znap!

Znap, Znap...

Znap.

Znap, Znap!

Znap?

Huh?

Hit the deck!

Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap!

Znap!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap!

Whoa!

Frankie!

All right, ghoul!

- Frankie! - You are back!

You're okay!

Aw. Thanks to Znap and you ghouls!

- And you were right, Twyla. - Oh. Um...

I can't do everything on my own.

Znap!

Znap, Znap, Znap.

You're right, Znap!

With Moanica and the Zomboys out scaring all the Normies,

there's no way they'll ever trust us.

Unless we do something.

Moanica has hundreds of Zomboys out scaring those Normies.

It'd take an army to stop them!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

It's...

It's beautiful.

So proud.

Hey. Ghouls.

Think you could turn the outfits down a bit?

They're kinda messing up the whole dark and scary mood we've got going here.

Moanica, stop.

We're not going to stand by and let you do this.

And you think a few shining, fabulously designed outfits are going to stop me?

Thank you?

All right, now either grab a roll of TP and help us decorate,

or get out of the way.

Because nothing stops the Night of the Zomboys.

Znap!

Znap, Znap, Znap.

Qué?

Uh...

Znap!

Znap!

Hey! What about the Night of the Zomboys?

That's for making me part of your evil science project!

Znap!

Znap!

Znap!

Aw, come on!

- Znap! - Bye-bye!

Have fun running away!

See you at school on Monday!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

Znap! Znap! Znap!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Sweet!

Oh! Amazing!

Terrific.

Ooh! Znap!

Stop that!

You are in so much trouble!

Okay. Here we go.

Let's clean up this mess you've made.

Time for Zom-beautification!

Get it? Zombie beau...

Forget it.

Znap!

That's a...

Does anyone know how to say "That's what you get" in Zombie?

Oh. Sorry, mate.

Nobody's gonna come back after that disaster last night.

Maybe, after the salon is fixed up,

we could have a grand reopening?

Right! Even better than before.

You ghouls are sweet, but let's face it.

When those Zomboys popped out of the ground,

my dream was as dead as they are.

Ghouls!

What are you doing just standing around?

Trying to come up with a new dream for Clawdeen.

Oh! How about something with music?

There's a band here at Monster High

and from what I understand, you do not have to be very good to get in.

No, I mean, why aren't you getting ready?

Um, remember?

Last night when the Zomboys crashed the party?

I don't think I heard a single one of them compliment our decorations.

Um, haven't you looked outside?

Beauty! Look at all the Normies!

But the Zomboys... Moanica...

Everyone thought it was all part of the opening.

They loved it!

Your salon is trending all over the Internet.

Monster Style is officially the next big thing.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's get ready to meet the humans!

The dream is still alive!

Boo!

You stink!

You're terrible!

Boo!

Wow!