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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 ?

We're Monster High.

[eerie music]

? ?

[both screaming]

[both grunt]

- [gasps] - Frankie, watch out!

- [whimpers]

Whoa!

- Humans run like this for fun?

This isn't fun!

Oof.

A little help?

- Don't worry, Heath.

My curveball's electric.

[electricity crackles]

- [winces]

[machinery screeches]

Phew. Thanks, Frankie.

I almost became a toy.

- You a toy? That'd be weird.

- Frankie! Heath!

- Phoenix!

- Thank feathers you're okay.

- Barely. - What is this place?

- One of my dad's factories.

But where are all the workers?

- Maybe he automated it to keep this all a secret.

- So he's secretly making

something terrible and nefarious.

Uh, just a lot of cute little skullduggers?

- [sneezes]

Sneezing powder?

- This one's empty--

and stuck to my hands.

- Skullduggers with a trick inside?

[buzzer blares] - Order received.

1,000 skullduggers to be delivered to Boo York.

- Spiders? - Weblings.

- Their webs look just like the webs we found at school.

- Then our friends have to be around here somewhere.

We gotta look for clues.

- Oops.

- Hey, Frankie, I could use a little light.

Want to team up? - Oh, I'd love some company.

Not big on being alone.

I'm usually with other monsters around the clock.

- It's not a bad thing to be alone once in a while.

Sometimes it's how you can figure out who you are

and what makes youhappy.

- Ooh! Got it.

- When I first started singing,

I used to have other monsters around me all the time.

Sometimes that was nice, but sometimes it was too much.

All these monsters were telling me I should only sing pop songs

or only rock and howl songs

or only rhythm and boos songs,

whatever they liked best.

I wanted to make all of them happy,

but singing only one kind of song didn't make me happy.

- I get it. I wanted to be a good head haunter

and make sure everyone had a happy Monster Fest,

but I didn't know how.

And Hades seemed so confident.

- But everyone voted for you, right?

- So I guess maybe they wanted it my way,

not Hades' way.

- So what would your way be?

- All I really wanted was to sing my song,

but it seemed like no one else wanted that.

Whoa! [grunts]

- Sharing yourself through song sounds like

a great way to celebrate Monster Fest.

I think Treat's all about-- [machinery whirring]

[both gasp]

- His legend does say that weaving your own web

is one of the best treats you can give the world.

I'm going to weave my own web without Hades.

[line trills]

- Hello. You've reached Hades,

president, CEO, and lord of Underworld Inc.

Please leave a message at the beep--

not before the beep, because I'm still talking.

After the beep. Thank you.

Kathy, ready my bubble bath.

What? My phone is not still recording.

My outgoing message is flawless.

Absurd-- [voicemail beeps]

- Hades, this is Frankie--

Frankie Stein, head haunter.

And your Monster Fest services are no longer required.

Oh, oh, also, I'm going to sing my song tonight.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

Yay! - Frankie! Phoenix!

There's something really weird over here.

Why are there so many mirrors?

Creepy.

- I'm so proud of you, son.

As partners, we'll be working together,

side by side, maximizing profits.

And who cares if we double our screamhouse gas emissions?

Business will be booming.

- That's right, Dad!

Underworld Inc. in every monster city,

in every home, in every catacomb!

More, more, more!

And you'll be so proud of me, Dad.

[laughs]

- Uh, Heath, are you okay?

What's that?

- Huh? I look different.

For tonight's concert, I'll be singing my biggest hit

over and over and over again!

[crowd cheering]

Only one song-- your favorite song!

[crowd cheering]

Because there's only one way to be,

the way youwant me to be.

[crowd cheering]

I'll be who everyone wants.

[eerie warbling]

- Hiya. So I've been working on this song.

It's the first song I ever wrote,

and it's special to me.

- Frankie, I need you to sort these new spell books for me.

- Sure thing, Draculaura.

- Frankie! I need you to watch

Se�or Squeaky and all his friends.

- No problem, Lagoona.

- Frankie, I need you to hold on

to these casketballs before the next match.

- Oh, whatever you say, Clawdeen.

- Hey, Frankie-Beans.

I need you to watch my bag for me.

- Which one?

- All of them.

- [groans]

- [laughs]

- No, wait! You're not the real Cleo.

The real Cleo would care about what I wanted,

what I needed too.

All my friends would.

I have to be true to myself.

That's what Monster Fest is about.

[electricity crackles]

Phoenix! Heath!

Don't let it trick you into being someone

that's not really you!

- [singsongy] Way to go.

Keep those profits up.

- Weave your own web!

- Weave my--no, Dad!

I won't betray my values for your approval.

- I'll be who everyone wants.

- Phoenix.

all: [chanting] Be who we want you to be!

- Don't let it trick you.

- I have to be true to myself.

You saved me. - Frankie!

- We got to get away from these tricky mirrors.

Come on!

[machinery whirring]

Oh, no.

[alarm blaring]

- Intruders! Web them!

[all gasp]

[exciting music]

- Watch out!

[weblings chittering]

- Foolish children.

[laughs sinisterly]

? ?

- [grunting]

- No--[gasps]

Batter up.

Ah!

- [yelping]

Aw, embers.

Ugh, it's so sticky!

- This is clawful. - Where are we?

- Frankie! - Heath!

- Did you bring any scare-amel apples?

- Frankie! Ah, I'm really happy to see you...

[laughs] Even though I had sort of hoped

that you were going to rescue us.

- We were trying to.

- Ugh! We're in my dad's office?

Figures.

- Heath? - Wh--Dad?

- Oh, I was tricked as well.

My new business partner had

such a snazzy CowerPoint presentation.

It was very convincing.

- So this wasn't your idea?

- A little, initially.

I thought you might like Underworld Inc. more

if we got involved in something cool, like the Monster Fest.

- But if Hades isn't behind this, then who is?

- I thought partnering with an icon

would be good for business.

Once I learned he was behind the monsters disappearing,

I tried to stop it.

- Oh, Hades, stop your grousing.

It was just a little--

- Trick.

- The one and only.

- That does explain all the tricks.

- Draculaura, I thought you said

Trick and Treat were just myths.

- I don't say this lightly, Clawd, but I was wrong.

Trick seems very real.

- But where's Treat?

- Stop talking about Treat!

- Ah! - Clawdeen!

- Silence! - Ah!

- I'm trying to rant here.

Everyone loves Treat more than me

because he gives them treats.

No more! - Ah!

- Why did you do that?

Draculaura didn't say anything.

Ah! - It was for dramatic emphasis.

I should thank you, Head Haunter.

You were so eager to make everyone happy

that you were tricked into partnering with Underworld Inc.

[laughs sinisterly]

- It's not as much fun when he does it.

- Oh, you turned my friends into weblings!

[grunts] Turn them back!

- Don't you dare web them.

[screams] - Cleo!

- Don't worry about her.

As a webling, your Cleo can help deliver my skullduggers.

And with each trick delivered, I get stronger.

Tonight, Monster Fest is mine,

and tomorrow, the world!

[laughs sinisterly]

Ah, the first shipment must be tricking monsters now.

You see, I got a bit of power at your Monster Fest

with the old broken chair tricks,

convincing everyone that wearing identical buttons

was just as good as homespun costumes,

and those disgusting Sticky Icky Tricky Pops.

Ha! [muffled] How perfectly awful.

- But why trap us here?

- Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!

I had to stop you from enjoying Treat's scare-amel apples.

- But the apples came from Scarecrow Von Twolegs.

Why would that matter to you? Unless...

Scarecrow Von Twolegs is Treat!

- Oh, you're a smart one.

[organ music plays] Ugh, music!

I hate it.

Where was I?

Oh, yes--you're a smart one.

And there Treat was, regaining his strength

by giving you treats.

I had no choice but to get you all away from him.

So while Hades had everyone distracted

with the skullduggers, my weblings transported them here

before Treat's apples could be eaten.

Now he's weak and withered in that old food truck,

and there's no way he could get here to stop me.

- Wait. There is a way.

I might be able to summon Treat by weaving my own web.

My song!

? I won't be someone else for anyone ?

- What are you doing? Stop that!

- ? I'm electric ?

? I know you want a piece of me ?

? I can only be true to me

? And sometimes I can't find all the words to say ?

- Agh! [groans]

[weblings chittering excitedly]

- ? And I won't get caught up ?

- Great idea.

- Sing it!

- Keep singing!

- ? One, two, three, four ?

? All my monsters on the floor ?

? Spin your web around ?

? From the ceiling to the ground, oh! ?

? Weave your own web, weave your own web ?

? Weave your own web

? Oh, oh, whoa! ?

- I hear you, web weavers.

- [groans]

Finally, that wretched, soul-baring song is over,

and we can continue.

[laughing sinisterly] - Treat's not here.

Oh, no. My song wasn't enough?

[eerie music]

? ?

- Now, I thought we were having a nice chat,

and you had to ruin it by breaking into song.

- Treat must need more power to get here.

Everyone, weave your own web.

Say something that is totally true to yourself.

- Um, nothing makes me happier than getting to be the real me.

- Good one. Me too.

- Ugh! No!

Stop that. [gasps]

- I get embarrassed when my flames go out

because I-I think my head looks weird without them.

[Heath continues] - No!

If you stop talking right now,

I will give you all as much entirely identical

and moderately interesting Underworld Inc. merchandise

as you can carry. - It feels great to admit it.

- Good one, Heath.

- I haven't always been the best father,

but I love my son more than anything in the world.

- No!

- Being honestly ourselves is hurting him.

[magical warbling]

- [gasps]

Agh!

[all gasp]

- [laughs] I'm back to my true form.

Well done, web weavers.

- Treat! That's really him!

- Yeah! - Hi, Mr. Von Twolegs--

uh, I mean, Treat.

- I'm glad you recognized me.

I wasn't quite looking like myself earlier.

- But you were always acting true to the real you,

even if your outsides looked different

from the you on the inside.

- Now, let's get you out of those webs.

- Booyah! - Wow!

- Thank you. - Excellent.

- It's nice seeing you look the way you want to again

and not having to hide who you really are.

- No!

[growling]

- Treat!

- Watch out, friends. He's dangerous!

- Over here!

[all grunting]

- You always ruin my plans.

- Get nicer plans and I'll stop ruining them.

Now, what have you done with the others?

- I turned them into weblings to add to my workforce.

The more the merrier, that's what I always say.

- You've never said that.

- Well, I've been meaning to start.

- Pink weblings. They used to be our friends!

- They can be again.

I'm sure Treat can turn them back.

- But for now, you all need to get them out of here,

where they'll be safe.

There's a hatch in the ceiling

intended for my fan mail deliveries,

but it works as an escape route for flying friends.

- And why can't you teleport them out, Dad?

Because you have to stay here and protect your business?

- I have to stay here and set things right.

Care to join me?

- I told you not to wiggle the web.

- Trick, stop focusing so much on what others are doing

and trying to control them.

Just weave your own web.

[both grunt]

- Phoenix, you're the only one who can fly,

so you've got to get them out.

You have to go with the other weblings.

[weblings chitter] Wait.

Are you Cleo, Clawdeen, Draculaura, Lagoona, and Clawd?

And you won't leave me because we're best boos?

Aww. Take the rest of the weblings.

[loud clattering]

We'll meet you back at the Monster Fest.

[both grunting]

- I'll keep them safe.

Meet you back at Monster High.

- I need more power.

We must deliver more skullduggers.

Ha ha!

- Ah! [coughs]

Ow.

- [laughing sinisterly]

- Treat! We're here to help you.

- And there'd be more monsters to help

if you can turn our friends back.

- True friends. Now, that's a treat.

- Phew! - We're back!

- Thank Ra! - Fangtastic!

- That monster stole my snack!

Revenge will be mine!

- We must stop him from sending out

any more of those tricks.

- [laughing sinisterly]

Spread the trickery far and wide!

- No. This ends here, Trick.

- You're right about that.

Weblings, finish them.

[weblings chittering]

- Shield arm!

[grunts]

We have to stop the deliveries!

[exciting music]

- [laughs, grunts]

- Put that down, you treat-stealing co-conspirators!

- Yeah!

- Whoo-hoo!

? ?

- Scarabs, show those spiders who the real bug bosses are!

- I got it!

- [gasps]

Weblings spin and cause much trouble,

catch them in a magic bubble!

- Ooh, way to slay, Draculaura.

Uh, Boo Crew, get the weblings to Draculaura

and she can trap them!

[both grunting]

- Yes.

More skullduggers are being delivered.

Ha-hah!

[laughs]

My tricks are working!

- Ah! Uh!

Sometimes you have to know when notto keep it together.

- Can't handle the heat? You gotta retreat!

- Let's get fired up, son.

- Lagoona to Clawdeen!

- And Clawdeen for the score!

- Keep 'em coming, casketball team.

- Ha!

This is just like screamthrows,

but more exciting!

- [howls]

? ?

- I think we captured all the weblings.

- Agh! - Treat!

- Ha! As long as my skullduggers exist,

I will get more and more powerful,

and you will get weaker.

- Destroy those crates!

- I've got this. Time to get chompy!

[snarling]

[all cheer] - We did it!

- Not as good as scare-amel apples, but not bad.

- [laughs sinisterly]

- I dislike that more and more each time I hear it.

- But how? We destroyed all the tricks.

- Foolish children.

Underworld Inc. has factories across the monster world.

While you were busy taking down this minuscule operation,

I used every Underworld Inc. resource

to make more and more tricks.

- He used you, Dad. Y-you let this happen!

- You're right. I made a mistake.

I can't change what I did.

But I can change now.

This is for you, Heath.

- [gasps] - Trick!

- Shoo, shoo, Hades.

You have nothing to complain about.

Profits are up.

- That doesn't matter.

I'm officially dissolving our partnership.

You can no longer use Underworld Inc.

to carry out your nefarious plans.

- Oh, Hades, did you even read our contract?

My tricks go so much deeper.

You can't break our partnership.

[laughs]

As long as Underworld Inc. exists,

I can use it to trick the masses.

All the power for me!

- Well, in that case,

I hereby dissolve Underworld Inc.

I'm shutting down permanently.

- You're shutting down your company?

- Correct.

No Underworld Inc., no skullduggers.

No skullduggers, no tricks.

No tricks, no power.

- No. Stop!

Stop!

- Agh! [grunts]

I hate teleporting.

- What in the zaps?

- I dissolved the company literally,

so everything associated with it ceased to be.

- Thank you, Hades.

I know that must have been very difficult.

- Actually, no.

I just had to be the kind of dad my son could be proud of.

- Aw, thanks, Dad. That means a lot.

- No!

It's not fair.

It was going to be my world.

A world just for me and my weblings.

You haven't heard the last of Trick.

Any trick, anywhere makes me stronger.

I'll get out of this jar and play the greatest trick of all!

- Now, how about we take this party back to Monster High?

There's a Monster Fest to celebrate,

and I think I have a few more weblings

to turn back into their monster selves.

- Heath, I know there's a lot of things

that I've done that you're not proud of.

And maybe I'm not proud of them either.

- I'm proud of you tonight, Dad.

- I know I can't take credit

for any of the amazing things you've done,

but you always stay true to yourself,

and I am honored to be your dad.

- Hello, Monster High!

It's time to welcome to the stage

some of the most amazing web weavers around,

Frankie and Phoenix!

- And Cleo, Clawdeen, Clawd, Lagoona, and Finnegan too!

[upbeat rock music]

all: Check!

One!

Two!

- Let's ignite!

? I won't be someone else for anyone ?

? 'Cause when I'm myself all: ? I'm electric ?

- ? I know you want a piece of me ?

- ? You want a piece of me ?

- ? I can only be true to me ?

both: ? And sometimes I can't find all the words to say ?

? But then I find the spark that's inside of me ?

? And I won't get caught up or spun around ?

? When for me I know best

? One, two, three, four ?

? All my monsters on the floor ?

all: ? Spin your web around ?

? From the ceiling to the ground, oh! ?

- ? Weave your own web, weave your own web ?

? Weave your own web, oh, oh, whoa ?

? Weave your own web, weave your own web ?

? Weave your own web, oh, oh, whoa ?

both: ? You know what you're doing

? Don't let nothing get you down ?

? You can be voltageous, come on, sing it loud ?

- ? Weave your own web, weave your own web ?

- ? Weave your own web - ? Weave your own web ?

? Oh, oh, whoa ?

all: Let's go, Monster Fest!

[crowd cheering]

[excited growling]

[excited growling]

- That was amazing, Frankie-Beans.

[laughs] You were a fab head haunter.

- Best Monster Fest ever.

Oh, zaps.

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