01x20 - Furrmergency/Boogey Nightmare

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Monster, Monster High ♪

♪ We might give you a fright ♪

- ♪ Unique as can be ♪ - ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ Friends forever, literally ♪

♪ We might walk, might swim, might fly ♪

♪ Either way, we gon' run the night ♪

- ♪ Monster, Monster High, Monster, Monster High ♪

♪ We might give you a fright ♪

♪ Monster, Monster High ♪

♪ Friendship never dies ♪

♪ We're Monster High ♪

♪ Monster High-ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

[whispers] We're Monster High.

[soft spooky music]

♪ ♪

- Crescent, fetch the ball!

- [barks]

- Oh, Crescent!

I said fetch the ball, not my iBall!

- [barks] - Hey, you're right!

I need to do my monster minute.

Hey, iBall.

I was just thinking about how different Clawd and I are.

I was raised as a human,

but he grew up in Beheme, knowing he was a werewolf,

so we don't always see eye to eye.

- You want to wait in the dark for our dad

and then terrify him by screaming "Surprise"?

In Beheme, that's how you start a duel.

[screeching] - Count Fabulous, no!

- Watzie, drop it! Drop it!

[both snarling]

- What's up with those two?

- Being roomies isn't always easy

for Count Fabulous and Watzie. - Even if I wasn't blinded by

the bling of Count Fab's new collar,

I could see that.

- Sorry, Count, but Watzie's growing into his spark

and he's zappy.

- But Watzie needs to be careful with Count's stuff.

This is the third time I've had to replace his collar.

- [groans]

- Just apologize to each other. Shake and make up.

- Ah?

[zapping] - [groans]

[both growling]

- Oh, no! - Biting is undignified, Count!

- [sighs] Guess we didn't need those to-do lists.

We're lucky that Dad's birthday falls on the full moon

so Clawd can rock his human form while

helping me with the party prep. - Yeah.

Clawdeen thinks we gotta get there early to pick up a cake.

Can you believe that? A cake for a birthday? Ha!

- Ooh, have all the fun!

As our birthday present to your dad,

Draculaura and I will go to the library to do more research

on the Sea Monster talisman while you're gone.

- Aww, you boos are the best.

- I'm sure Dad would appreciate it

if you found the last talisman we need to bring Mom back.

- Now can you two be good while we research?

- Mm-hmm.

[both snarl]

- Hmm. Sea Monster talisman, Sea Monster talisman.

Ugh, where are you?

- Oh, got a brainstorm coming on.

Oh, zaps, this is gonna be good.

[pets growling]

- [groans]

Not my day, is it?

Ugh. I so need a zapaccino.

[pets growling]

Watzie, I totally lost my thought cloud!

- Mrow. [smack]

[pets snarling]

[loud thudding]

- You two gotta work this out

while we're working out where that talisman could be.

- They're right.

We expect you to be best boos by the time we get back.

Come on, Frankie.

[both snarling]

- Hmm.

[pets snarling] - [grunts]

- Huh? [groaning]

[grunting]

[both groan]

[rustling]

- [growls]

- Hold up.

- What? You don't want us ordering food for the party?

- No, I thought I heard Watzie.

- Oh, not possible.

And good thing, because monster pets in the human world would

definitely reveal the existence of monsters to humans.

Then we'd all be in big trouble.

[pets snarling]

[device whirring] - Normal readings here.

Whoa!

Ah, my glasses!

[device whirring]

It seems my brand new monster detector found something.

As a senior monster researcher and monster device inventor,

I must explore further.

[device whirring]

Ah! Great galloping ghosts!

I mean "monsters."

I think I'm about to prove that monsters really exist!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

They have to be somewhere nearby.

- Hello. Answer us, oh spirit of Hank!

Huh? - [barks]

- That's not the spirit of Hank!

[all screaming]

- Not a spirit? Perhaps a monster?

Hmm, nothing.

The hunt continues! [device whirring]

[pets growling]

- Why are you so against ordering food?

We could just pop in here and grab Dad's favorite--

- I'm telling you, you gotta hunt and prepare

your own food for birthdays like we do in Beheme.

- I'm not much of a hunter or a cook.

- Yo tengo esto.I know a ton of Mom's recipes.

We'll do a full on Beheme-style birthday bash!

- Those monsters are here somewhere.

[device whirring]

- Uh, hey, Ralph.

Is everything okay?

- Oh, Clawdeen!

Sorry. Didn't see you there. My glasses broke

and something's wrong with my monster detector.

Oh! I meant-- not monster detector.

It's a something else detector.

Since monsters aren't real

and my secret job is definitely not researching them.

- Right.

Clawd, meet Ralph. He works with Dad.

- Hi, Clawd. Your dad said you were in town.

Must be different than where you grew up overseas.

- Yes, very different than the, uh, sea I grew up over?

- Oh, dear, this thing is really broken!

It thinks you two are, um, something,

which I know isn't true

'cause I've known Clawdeen since she was a baby.

- Right. We're definitely not something.

Well, uh, you know, we have to go do some shopping, so bye!

[device whirring] - Huh, seems okay again.

Something over here. - [whines]

- Gotcha!

Huh?

- Huh? - [whines]

- Monsters!

My detector does work!

Ah!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [whines]

- Huh? Uh, hi again, Dad's friend.

- Is everything okay? - It's great.

This is just our first attempt at a birthday cake.

- [groans] I told you I wasn't much of a cook.

Oh. Hey, Ralph.

- It must be malfunctioning again.

Wait.

Could it be that Apollo is harboring

the very monsters we secretly research?

- Uh, Ralph! Uh, Dad would love for you to

celebrate his birthday with us.

Do you want to stay for the party?

- I'm afraid I'm very busy-- - [barks]

- I mean not busy! I'm in.

- You'll need to turn off that something detector though.

- Oh. [device powers down]

Right.

both: Whew!

- Make yourself at home while Clawd and I, um,

get some snacks. - Huh!

- We need to bust that something detector

that is obviously a monster detector

before Ralph figures out we are the monsters.

[device whirring]

- Oh!

- Ralph, we need a taste test on the salsa.

How is it? - [groans, shouts]

Water!

- The secret ingredient is ghost peppers.

Here, milk's this way.

[device whirring]

- [gulping]

- [gasps]

- Whoo, it's spicy! [chuckles]

But delicious. - That's what I like to hear.

- We better get back to that cake.

- All right, back to the hunt.

- [growls]

Mew!

- I don't need a monster detector

to know something fishy is happening.

Ah! [shouts]

- [barks] - [groans]

Ah, no monsters.

It's just Apollo's adorable dog, Crescent.

Those monsters I saw before must be regular animals too.

I really need to get these fixed.

- [gasps]

Mega brainstorm! I got it!

All we need to find the Sea Monster talisman

is six pounds of chum, two sets of scuba gear,

and one time machine.

- Ah, right.

Well, before we start on that, let's check on the pets.

I hope they've made up.

[banging] - [gasping]

[thud]

[banging]

- [grunts]

- Maybe they went back to our room?

- [gasps]

- Seems like they worked out their differences.

Aww! - Aww, that is so a-gore-able!

[camera snaps]

[upbeat music]

- So this wasn't exactly the birthday bash

I saw in my head when we started planning it

because, again, Clawd and I are way different.

But differences are clawesome.

When we listened to each other,

it ended up being the best of both our worlds.

Yeah, the clean-up's gonna be kinda intense.

Worth it though!

- Ah, I had the weirdest dream.

Clawd and Clawdeen were monsters!

[soft spooky music]

♪ ♪

- Okay, iBall, here's what's going on.

When us boogeymonsters are teenagers,

we have to do this "rite of passage"

to show we're ready to grow up. Easy, right?

All I need to do is go into the Dreamworld

and conquer a Night Terror.

That's a gremlin that shows you your worst nightmare.

I've taken on lots of nightmares before

and I'm pretty good at it.

I use my boogey-power

to turn scary nightmares into sweet dreams.

But yesterday, I met my Night Terror.

Usually in the Dreamworld, I use my powers

to conjure up my favorite history books

and keep on reading while I sleep!

My history books!

- When you grow up, there is no time for fun reading.

Grown-ups have to be all work, all the time!

- , scream-mails?

And I have to reply to all of them?

- Yes. And constant calls on the iCoffin.

Plus, nonstop meetings

and public speaking every day! [evil laugh]

- No! I won't do it.

When I used my power,

I accidentally ripped the wall of the Dreamworld.

Which is bad because now the Night Terror can get into

the dreams of anyone at Monster High.

But that's a worry for when I'm not so sleepy.

[gasps] - [evil laughter]

You can't avoid growing up forever, Twyla!

- [gasps]

[sighs] It was just a dream.

- Huh? Caskets!

Clawdeen, how much sodium boo-carbonate

was I supposed to add?

Clawdeen! - [snoring] What?

- Whoa! Paws off the spookies, bunny!

Oh, it was just a dream. - "Bunny"?

You didn't see a rabbit monster in your dreams, did you?

- Yeah. It was all over my nightmares,

so I'm exhausted, and that's not just Sloth talking.

- Whoa, that's weird. Um, I saw the bunny too.

Same. And that rabbit thing was, like, % the cute freaky

but % bad freaky.

- Oh, no. My Night Terror is messing with your dreams?

- Grr! I fore-zee that you will clean up

before you leave, ztudents!

- Twyla? - Where'd she go?

- Oh, my! Whoo!

I may have the power of prophecy

but I did not zee you lingering there, Twyla.

But I do sense there is something big

about to happen in your life.

- You're right, Mr. Mothmanson.

I have to do the boogeyperson rite of passage.

- Of course.

In my years teaching, I have seen

many boogey-ztudents face this challenge.

It's much like how I changed from a caterpillar-kid

to a mothman--grr!-- in my teen years.

- But what if I'm not ready to change into

someone completely different? I don't like change.

- Hmm. You will change as you grow,

but you don't become zomeone else.

I'm still the caterpillar I was,

just--grr!-- better wings, obviously.

[laughs] - This is all too hard.

- Oh! I zee that with good friends by your side,

you can take on any challenge.

Now, you best be getting to your next class

or there will be a t*rd zlip in your future!

- Thanks, Mr. Mothmanson.

- [snoring]

Rabbit monster attack! - Huh? Where?

- It was a nightmare, Deuce. I think I can help

if I can turn the Night Terror into something less scary.

But I'll have to use my power

to materialize in your dreams first.

Is that okay? - Whoa, sweet!

Like, into the Dreamworld? I wanna come!

- Uh, you will be there. It'll be your dream.

- Oh, yeah. Ha-ha. Right. I'm in.

- Permission to enter my dreams granted, Twyla.

- Me too. So when is this happening?

- Today.

[snakes hissing]

- [yawns]

- I'm scared I'm going to mess up

my dream manipulation again, iBall.

When I try to do it, I feel like something is stopping me.

[iCoffin ringing] They should be asleep by now.

And they need my help, so, Dreamworld, here I come.

- When my mom met my dad,

she knew it was the start of something special.

You could say it was love at first bite!

[mic feedback]

My parents are vampires. Get it?

[person coughs]

No? Nobody? Okay. Um, how about--

how did the vampire carry her books to school?

She put them in her bat-pack! Huh?

[crickets chirping] Oh.

- [evil laugh] - [shrieks]

- Boo!

Boring!

- This is my worst nightmare.

I guess I really need to re-vamp my set.

"Revamp," vampire? That's why that's funny.

- No, it's not!

Boo!

Try again!

[evil laughter]

- Okay, with my powers,

I'll make you appear in this seat right here.

[gasps]

all: Say goodbye to your history books, Twyla.

It's time to grow up!

- Where are you going? My show's not over yet!

Oh, sit back down. Please!

- Well now I won't win the bake-off like a gorgon should.

And I'll be a loser!

- [evil laugh]

Ha! Not so fast!

- You have scream-mail.

You have scream-mail. You have scream-mail.

- [evil laugh]

Growing up comes for you

in the form of a million work scream-mails.

You have scream-mail. You have scream-mail!

You have scream-mail!

- You have scream-mail. You have scream-mail.

You have scream-mail.- [chomping]

- Huh?

- I sold some insurance today.

What did you do at human school, kids?

- Clawdeen and I signed up for the human club.

It is fun to be human and do human things.

- Human school? Human club?

Oh, I have to get out of here.

I have to find Monster High.

Uh...oh.

Oh, no. I can't move.

- "I'm not a monster."

- I'm not a monster.

I didn't mean to say that.

What's happening? Hey! Let me go!

- Did you learn that dance at human school?

- Cool dance.

- This is a nightmare!

- If you want me to leave your friends alone,

just complete the rite of passage and defeat me,

if you can! [evil laugh]

- No! Too loud! I can't!

- Twyla?

- Twyla, what happened?

- Take your time. You're okay.

- I'm sorry, but my powers aren't working.

- I saw you use your dream manipulation power.

- So you can do it.

But maybe there's just something getting in your way?

- If I use my power and complete the rite,

then I have to grow up!

Which means changing who I am

and giving up everything I love,

and that's my worst nightmare.

- Growing up's scary,

but we'll be there with you growing up too.

- Draculaura's right.

And hey, we're here with you right now,

so maybe we can help you with the Night Terror.

- I think I like that idea.

- But I'm not a monster in this dream.

And a human doesn't stand a chance

against that Night Terror.

[gasps]

I'm re-were-wolfified!

Clawesome, Twyla. - [breathes deeply]

- We'll be right there the whole time.

- After you.

[all gasp]

- Nope. Mm-mm.

Don't like the look of this. Let's leave.

- Hmm, it didn't hear us come in.

Maybe we can use the element of surprise?

- [shrieks]

- Stick to the plan and we'll distract it

until you're ready, Twyla.

- [grunts] - Ooh!

I guess my spells are a little snazzier in the Dreamworld!

- Ooh, I wonder what dream upgrades I got!

[gasps] Clawesome!

[grunts]

- Oh! My turn.

Slime instead of stone? Really? Come on, Dreamworld!

- [deep evil voice] Twyla alone must face me!

You have to face growing up,

which means you have to change

and give up what you love.

It happens to everyone.

Your parents grew up, Headmistress Bloodgood grew up,

Mr. Mothmanson grew up.

He couldn't stay a caterpillar forever.

- But he didn't really change.

He just got better wings!

Mr. Mothmanson said I don't have to change who I am,

and he's right.

I can still be who I want to be when I grow up,

just like making this dream whatever I want it to be.

You're not scary anymore.

- Huh, ah? Ah!

Huh. This is a good look for me!

Well, Twyla, I'm pleased to say

you have officially completed this rite of passage.

You're on your way to growing up.

- Yes! Go Twyla! - Yeah!

- Yeah!

- So, iBall, I completed the right of passage.

With the help of my friends and a good teacher,

it wasn't so hard after all.

- Good news, boo crew.

No more burned baked goods dancing through my head.

- So any time you wanna pop into my head

and give me some monster dreams, I'm cool with that.

- [sighs] I can finally sleep

since you banished that Night Terror thing.

- Well, actually, he's my pal now

since I transformed him into something friendly.

Add another skill to my boogey-powers list:

manifesting dreams in the real world.

Well, iBall, as I grow up, I don't have to totally change

or give up anything I love now.

And when I grow up, I'll find a job

where I can read lots of history books,

like maybe being a history teacher!

Right, Dustin? - Pillow fight!

- Hey! [laughter]

[both laughing]