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- * Monster, Monster High *

* We might give you a fright *

- * Unique as can be *

* And friends forever, literally *

* We might walk, might swim, might fly *

* Either way we gonna run the night *

- * We're Monster, Monster High *

* Monster, Monster High *

* We might give you a fright *

* Monster, Monster High *

* Friendship never dies *

* We're Monster High *

* Monster High-igh-igh-igh *

[whispered] We're Monster High.

[spooky pop music]

* *

- Once there was a sea monster

who spent her days with the fishies.

But there was a great loneliness.

My mam�--er, the girl's mam�

and the girl lived all alone in a castillo.

The girl desperately wanted a companion,

someone to share her hopes, dreams,

and passion for haunting the sea with.

The girl did not get that,

but she did get accepted to Monster High.

Agh!

Everyone already knows that part.

And real life is so boring.

I have a better idea!

One night, the girl met a brilliant boy.

He made her laugh and shared in her passion

for terrorizing the briny deep.

He was a freshwater monster, but that was of no matter.

They were inseparable.

- [barking]

- Though there was that drama with his evil twin.

But tragedy struck in the form of the girl's chomps.

One day, she and the boy

and the evil twin boy got in a fight.

And that made her angry,

and that anger made her very chompy.

[snarling]

The boys got scared and ran away.

Who would want to be friends with such a chompy monster?

[dramatic somber music]

And that's my story, loosely based on real life.

Though I did borrow the twin stuff from a terror-novela.

So you think it will make a good movie, Se�or Squeaky?

[toy squeaks] Thank you!

I was so happy that my friends said they'd help me make it

for the Monster Movie contest.

But what if they don't like it?

Worse, what if we disagree,

and that turns into a fight,

and that turns into me getting mad,

and that turns into me getting...

[snarls]

[gasps] The chomps!

[dramatic musical flourish]

[toy squeaks]

Right. I won't fight with them.

And if I get too chompy,

I'll just find something to chomp on.

You're a genius!

Let us make a movie!

- Ooh, drama.

- Weren't we supposed to meet at midnight?

- Hmm. - If the director doesn't

show up in 15 minutes, I get to be the director.

- How do I greet them in a way that says,

"I want to know what you thought of my script,

but also I really want you to have loved my script"?

[gasps] I know!

Hello!

Mm, good, but a little needy.

- Lagoona!

This script is on fire.

- Oh, no! I knew this would happen if--

wait, you like it?

- Yeah! It's way better

than those Zeus movies I watched as a kid.

Those were big on the drama, light on the laughs.

- [sighs] I'm so happy to hear that.

I was worried of what might happen if you didn't like it.

- There's nothing to be worried about.

We're here to bring your vision to life.

- And what a glorious vision it will be with Cleo de Nile

as makeup artist extraordinaire--

and her crew.

[insects chirring]

- [laughs]

- Let's get crackin'!

Can't wait to try out my new fish-eye lens!

- Fin-tastic!

Well, if everyone is on board with the plan--

- Yeah, Lagoona! - On board and fired up!

- Yes, Twyla? You disagree?

[soft music]

- Just...could I do the lighting?

[chuckles] I had some ideas

for how we could use the shadows

to give the impression of more fish.

- [sighs] That is nothing to fight about!

It will help me bring my vision to life even more beautifully!

Okay, places, everyone.

I have a feeling this will all go swimmingly!

[upbeat music]

* *

So the girl--that is me--

will come in and stand next to the brilliant boy.

- What can I say? Typecasting.

- Hmm. Hard to tell

what it will look like without me in there.

- I'll stand in while you check the shot.

- Draculaura, you are perfect there!

- [squeals] You really think so?

I mean, I had considered being the lead,

but I wasn't sure.

When I read the script, I felt so connected with her.

I know I'm the actor for the part.

- You are the actor for the main character,

who is me?

- Playing you will be a fun challenge.

Plus we need you behind the camera

focusing on your vision.

Please, Lagoona?

Oh. Wh-what was that?

- Nothing. Momentito.

[snarling]

That is fine, right?

I will not disagree. I will not fight.

I will not scare off my friends.

The vision is what's important.

It is no big deal to let Draculaura play my part,

the part based on me, written by me for me!

[snarling]

[soft dramatic music]

Okay, yes,

Draculaura will be playing the part of me--

I mean...Schlagoona.

- Yeah!

[upbeat music]

- And action!

* *

- [grunts]

* *

- Uh, my snakes have a suggestion.

- Deuce needs more close-ups.

- How many more?

- All of them!

- That will just change my plans a bit,

and we'll have to throw out all the storyboards, but--

[gnawing]

Okay. Whatever you want.

[snarling]

- We need explosions!

- But it's a love story!

I mean, no worries.

All good.

[gnawing]

[epic music]

* *

- Voltageous!

[Celtic music]

- [snarling]

[panting]

- Ah! [laughing]

Brilliant idea alert!

We should have interviews like reality TV.

My scarabs are already setting it up.

Ah!

I knew she'd love it.

[laughing]

- [gnawing]

- Oh, no!

Whatever shall I do?

I must fight my chomps!

Do we need this "chomps" line?

- [strained] It is the most important part,

but okay.

[gnawing]

- Ooh! My character should turn into a bat!

- [gnawing]

- Pyrotechnics!

- [gnawing]

- Maybe we ditch the water-crossed lovers angle.

- [gnawing and snarling]

[sighs]

[soft dramatic music]

- One word: musical...

* Extravaganza *

- Okay, sure, yeah!

I thought that was two words,

but if you say it's one, no arguments from me.

- Not sure we can do that.

Battery ran out three hours ago.

- [sighs] - So that's a wrap.

[all cheering]

- This shoot was fangtastic.

But I'm exhausted.

Who else needs a zappuccino?

Ooh, you coming, Lagoona?

- Huh? Wh--no.

No, I'm... just going to be here.

- After-party!

[insects chirring]

- Oh, and...

cut.

[somber music]

Beloved Squeaky,

back in the castillo I dreamed of having friends.

But I thought we'd always agree,

and I would never want to chomp.

What do I do?

Your silence says it all.

[bracelet jangling]

Twyla?

- Sorry.

Totally not trying to eavesdrop.

I actually wondered if you were okay.

- Yes, of course! Everything is great!

Perfecto! Why would you ask?

- Oh. Because this is all that's left

of the chair that you kept chewing on.

- Oh! No one was supposed to see that!

I will understand if you don't want to be my friend now.

- I absolutely still want to be your friend.

When things are a lot, I twirl my bracelet.

Like now, talking to you seemed like a lot.

But what I don't understand is why things were a lot for you.

All day, you said everything was okay.

- Those were little white shark lies,

which turned to great white shark lies--

all stacking up into one whale shark of a lie.

Sorry to keep harping on the seas; it's my go-to.

The truth is, I could not actually put out what I felt

because that would start a fight.

You see, I have a family condition called the chomps.

When passions boil, I get the urge to bite heads off.

- Really? - Indeed.

When I was a minnow, I had a huge family.

We all lived together in our castillo.

But one day there was a fight.

You see, Mam� wanted tuna for dinner,

T�o wanted halibut, and T�a wanted sunbather.

No one would back down.

Tempers flared. Chomps ensued.

And things that are chomped cannot be un-chomped.

Now the rift between us is greater

than the Mariana Trench.

If only Mam� wouldn't have argued!

That's why I didn't say anything.

I don't want to lose friends over something silly.

- Chomping over dinner is silly,

but this movie wasn't.

I mean, after all, it's your story.

I bet you can tell our friends what you want,

even disagree with them,

and it wouldn't be a fight.

- But what if I chomp?

- You told me without getting the chomps, right?

[tender music]

- You're right. I have to get

this heavy burden off my chest.

We must go, r�pido!

Ha!

- Um, okay. Meet you there.

- [grunts] [all gasp]

- Lagoona!

Need me for some reshoots?

- [snarls]

* *

Actually, there's something I've been meaning

to get off my gills.

I didn't love all of your changes.

[all gasp]

- What? But you agreed with them.

- I mean, it's not like I disliked all of them.

I particularly liked the explosions.

I think I should be the lead.

After all, the script is sort of about me.

- Of course.

I didn't mean to step on your fins.

- Wait, really?

- Yeah. We meant to help you

make your movie, but I guess we ended up

making a movie that wasn't yours.

- Yeah. Guess we should have talked

with you more about what you wanted.

- You all had lots of good ideas!

- Obviously.

- It just wasn't what I had intended.

- So how about we help Lagoona make what she wanted to make?

- If you still want to do that.

- Absolutamente!

- Whoo-hoo! Zaps! - Movie extravaganza!

- My dear, though I am a freshwater monster,

even a saltwater ocean can't keep us apart!

- Do you think such a monster is just a fantasy?

Or is there really one so perfect out there?

- It's Monster High. Anything can happen.

[cheers and applause]

[eerie music]

- [growling]

* *

[dolphin squeaking, phone buzzing]

"Gil Webber, you have been accepted to Monster High."

Gnarly!

Well, better get back to my growl-o-cises.

[growling]

[eerie music]

* *

- Uh, excuse me.

- Whoa. - Ah!

- [sniffs]

Attention!

I am now accepting applications

for monsters to sit with me at lunch.

Form a single file line.

No losers need apply.

[laughter and chatter]

Lagoona! - Ah!

The chairs are getting revenge

for all the times we sat on them!

- A seat for you.

- Oh, sorry, Toralei.

When I used to sit with you, you blackmailed me.

I will now be enforcing a healthy boundary

on our relationship.

- But-- - Healthy boundary.

- [hisses]

- [gasps]

[both whooping]

- [growls]

Spectra!

You will eat lunch with me.

Or else. [hisses]

- Spectra is unavailable at the moment,

but if you'll leave a message, she'll get back to you.

- Ugh! [snarls]

[hisses]

- Join Creepy Crawly Club!

- Sounds fun. [ribbits]

And the flyer's tasty!

- Our club is tomorrow after school.

- I wouldn't be seen anywhere else.

[camera clicks]

- Thanks!

- Cool!

- Oop! Ha, fire.

C-can I get another one?

Oh! Ugh, left hand.

Oh! I--I don't know what to do.

- Mr. Mothmanson is letting us borrow his collection.

We'll have bookworms, bed bugs,

and the creepiest crawly of all,

earworms!

- Earworms? Ew!

- Mm, actually, they're fascinating.

They can mind control monsters.

- I don't care what they can do.

Your weird flyers are making monsters

not want to eat lunch with me.

- I'd guess no one wants to eat with you

'cause you're always rude, ungrateful,

and unfriendly.

- Am not.

Ugh! - Whoops.

I'm sorry. - [hisses and growls]

Yeah, a sorry excuse for a monster.

- Huh. I just can't figure out

why no one would want to eat with you.

Well, feel free to join us tomorrow.

- [growls] I want to be

the most popular ghoul in school,

not hanging out with earworms,

those disgusting, creepy...

mind-controlling cuties.

Purrsephone! Meowlody!

Hurry up, cousins!

- Oof! - Sister!

I won't let you lose one of your nine lives today.

- Thanks.

- Auntie Catarina rocks

for helping us transfer to Monster High.

I can't believe it's our first day

and we're already in a band with the coolest name:

The Hissfits!

- But isn't hissy fit a bad thing?

- Other monsters use it against werecats,

but I'm taking it back.

Now I'm gonna be the most popular ghoul in school.

- Don't you mean we're going to be

the most popular band in school?

- I wasn't listening to you, but sure.

Here's the plan: we're gonna use earworms

to make everyone adore me.

- You do know how to use these properly?

- The directions are right here.

"Choose a song. Sing your decree.

Earworms will make listeners agree."

Easy. - [snarls]

- Get ready, kitties.

It's show time. [meows]

- Ugh!

- Bookworms, check.

Bed bugs, check.

Earworms...

wh-where are the earworms?

- Maybe Mr. Mothmanson decided they were too dangerous

to let us take into the catacombs.

Grab the door?

- Hup!

- Students, go to the Clawditorium

for the b-b-b-best concert.

These are the words I'm saying bec-c-cause I want to.

I'm not hacked--hacked-- h-h-h-hacked.

100 g-g-g-ghoul spirit points to anyone who shows u-u-u-up.

- 100 points? - Whoo-hoo!

[feedback whines]

- Hello, monsters!

We're the Hissfits!

- Whoo!

Go get the monsters, you creepy cuties.

- Now we're gonna play our new song.

* Yeah, I know you like my style *

both: * Oh-oh-oh *

* She's got the sharpest claws in the wild *

- [hisses]

* Everybody look to me *

both: * Ooh-ooh-ooh *

- * To see the paws-abilities *

both: * Toralei's the cool cat *

- * Your love is what I * all: * Must have *

- * So follow me or you'll be getting left behind *

all: * Toralei's the cool cat *

- * Your love is what I * all: * Must have *

- * So follow me 'cause I'm about to blow your mind *

all: Meow!

[cheers and applause]

- [growls happily]

all: [chanting] Toralei! Toralei!

Toralei! Toralei!

- Hey, Meowlody, does it sound

like they're chanting "Hissfits" to you?

- No. Oh, wait.

Were you being sarcastic?

[laughing] I knew that.

This stinks.

Did I sarcasm right?

- Your music ignites my soul!

- Make a podcast!

- [over radio] * I know you like my style *

both: * Oh-oh-oh *

* She's got the sharpest claws in the wild *

- * Everybody look to me * - [barks]

both: * Ooh-ooh-ooh * - [yips]

- * To see the paws-abilities *

both: * Toralei's the cool cat *

- * Your love is what I * all: * Must have *

- * So follow me or you'll be getting left behind *

- Toralei! - You're my hero,

and you smell like brilliance!

- * So follow me 'cause I'm *

* About to blow your mind * - Yeah!

- [gasps]

- Will you sign my fearbook?

[squeals and inhales deeply]

- Oh, my catnip. I did it.

- Wait, she keeps saying "I,"

but--but doesn't she mean "we"?

- She doesn't know that word.

[creature chirring] - Now, fans,

I must go to the Creepeteria--

- [growls] - Oh!

all: [chanting] Toralei! Toralei!

- What a catchy tune.

Ooh! Cold hands, Abbey, cold hands!

- Toralei, wait!

all: [chanting] Toralei!

[all gasping]

- [gasps]

- All right, break it up.

Break it up--

so I can impress

the most popular ghoul in school.

* *

Ah!

I'm fine. [chuckles]

Eh, look away.

Mortimer, give Toralei

her fan mail.

- [yowls] Ooh, letters!

[grunts and groans]

Incredibly heavy statues in my likeness.

I love it.

- Toralei, the Hissfits merch should have

all of our faces on it.

- Yeah! I want to see my head

on someone else's head.

- No offense, cousins, but everyone is so into me

that they want my mug on their mugs.

- Ah! - Oof!

- Hi, I'm Toralei. You've obviously heard of me

due to my extreme popularity.

I'll have a purrito.

- Oh, I'm a huge fan!

One purrito on the house.

And ten more on the house.

- Toralei, you're our inspiration!

[snakes hiss]

- Hey! Cat ears are my thing!

[cameras clicking] Excuse me,

no flash photography.

- 50 more purritos on the house!

[chuckles]

all: [moaning] Toralei...

- Ah!

Ah! - I have to eat lunch with you.

- Ugh. Hey!

That's enough!

all: [moaning] Toralei... - [panting]

all: [moaning] Toralei...

- [whimpers] I need to get out of here.

[gasps]

- No one came.

- I thought the entire school said they'd join our club.

[creature snarling]

- Ugh! Let me out!

- [belches] - Agh!

- Wow. Looks like the trash is

taking itself out these days.

- Hardy-har.

I needed a moment of peace.

Who knew earwormed monsters would be so annoying?

- Wait. You had the earworms?

- Yeah, and I have to say, the whole "being liked" thing--

ugh, overrated.

I don't know how you deal with that.

I was better off being lonely.

[soft dramatic music]

- I know what it's like to be lonely.

This was Creepy Crawly Club at human school.

Just me and the creepy crawlies.

I don't want anyone to feel that bad, even you.

So we're going to help you.

- Really? Are you serious?

Is this whole "willingness to help" thing

why monsters like you two so much?

- That and because we show our gratitude,

we're kind and friendly, and--

- Oh, quit bragging.

If you're gonna help me, get to it...

please?

* *

- Back in Beheme, my mom's pest control

business took on an earworm job.

Turns out the instructions are in the box.

- I know that. I read them

and promptly threw them away.

Oh! They're in there.

- [roars]

- I got it.

Quick! - [gags]

"Choose a song. Sing your decree.

Earworms will make listeners agree."

Yes, I did all that.

- And the back?

- Ohh.

"If the song becomes a curse,

play the music, change the verse."

- So you just need new lyrics.

- Of course.

You can use the Skullette

for whatever you need, Toralei.

- So, um, cousins,

I can't do this on my own,

and I would be very thankful if you'd help me...

please.

* *

I'm sorry; I thought I didn't have friends.

But all this time, I actually had two.

- Who? Where are they?

- It's you!

I promise to treat you better and appreciate you.

- Best cousin friends!

- Family by fate,

friends by choice.

[all purring] - Aw.

Now let's rock!

Hi, monsters.

It's the Hissfits.

And we're gonna play our new song.

[all cheering]

* Sorry that I was unkind *

* Didn't mean to steal your mind *

both: * Yeah *

all: * Friendship really holds the key *

* To endless paws-abilities *

* Together we are cool cats *

* And now we know that *

* Everything is better when it's you and me *

* Oh, yeah, we're cool cats *

* So listen and know that *

* Together we can bring this school to harmony *

Meow!

- Let's give these to Mr. Mothmanson.

- Whoa. Why do I have cat ears?

Did I spend the day worshipping Toralei?

- Toralei.

You earwormed the school?

- Actually, Headmistress, it wasn't just me.

It was all three of us.

- Then you're all going to detention.

[both gasp] - Toralei.

- Now you share credit?

- Oops. Friendship is so confusing.

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