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Monster Crash: After Hours 8

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Dracula had been hitting Jareth across the face back and forth for about ten minutes.

Edward on the other hand was buried up to his chest in dirt sticking out of the ground like a tent pike, courtesy of Frankenstein.

"You can beat him, Jareth!" cheered Edward.

"Quiet you!" declared Frank as he pushed Edward deeper into the ground.

Jareth turned into a snow white owl and slipped from Dracula's grip.

"Oh no, you don't escape from me that easily Mr. Bad Teeth!!" Dracula changed into an equally sized bat and flew after him.

In the air Jareth was doing his best to put up a fight but Dracula was clearly winning.

"You know Dracula sure is letting out a lot of built up aggression on Jareth." commented the Invisible Man.

"You mean besides the elimination from existence of our drinking pals? Yeah, no doubt, everytime he hears something positive about Twilight he takes it literally like a personal body blow."

Edward paused in thought after hearing this.

"Hey Bloodsucker!!!" shouted Edward. "My movie made more money on DVD then all of your crappy movies put together!"

"AAAGH!!!" Dracula fell out of the sky as if he had been hit in midair by a giant rock.

As Dracula changed back into his human he shook his head to try and pull himself together.

"Girls have actually screamed wildly when they see me come on screen."

Drac stumbled back like he had recieved a blow to the head.

"My books did waaaaaaaaaaaaay better than YOURS did in sales.'

Dracula's face reacted as if it had been delivered a punch.

"My movies were spoken more highly than yours ever were!"

"OOF!!!" Dracula held his stomach tenderly like he had gotten punched in the gut.

"TWILIGHT NEW MOON WAS CONSIDERED THE. NUMBER. ONE. MOVIE. IN. THE. WORLD!!!"

Dracula was sent upward and outward flying miles and miles backwards.

As the last two remaining monsters chased after the King of Vampires, Jareth was pulling Edward out of the ground.

"Nice work Edward."

"Hey, you remembered my name."

"Yes well everybody makes mistakes. Let's go Olrich, on to the next link."
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Elsewhere...

"Okay 'Bridgette', I can't believe Jareth and Edward actually went to you for help!"

"HA! You wish, I went to them! Once they get rid of your script I will never have to worry about you hitting on me EVER again!"

"Ouch!! There goes my ego!"

"But the ironic thing is it was YOU who helped me build this cage."

"...huh???"

"Well...not you persay. What I should say is that it was the you that you turn into when the moon goes down. I handled all the silver parts, the terribly depressed man handled everything else." a small blush colored her cheeks. "He's actually kind of sweet when he isn't moaning about his curse."

Wolfman hit his forehead with the palm of his hand. "I don't believe this! I'm my own worst enemy!!"

"He even gave me this!" she picked up a shot gun from the ground and pointed it at the Wolfman "Loaded with silver bullets and everything."

She wrapped her finger around the trigger. "Good bye, once and for all."

She lined up the shot taking careful aim, nothing could stop her now.

"It's lonely isn't it?"

Bridgette lowered the gun slightly.

"What did you say?"

"I should know it better than anyone alive. I've been alone for a terribly long time, I know what it's like."

She cocked the gun. "And how would you know!! You have no idea what I've been through!!"

"Heh, don't be a hypocrite. Tragedy is a part of a werewolf's curse no matter who you are. Although I suppose I could've paid more attention to your movies, but I will tell you what I do know, our curse..."

Bridgette decided to let him finish his little speech despite her better reasoning.

"You can't cure it, and you can't fight it; at least not forever. You could try to kill yourself if you want, but self preservation is a pretty hard habit to kick. The only thing you can do is make peace with it. You ARE a monster, like it or not."

She lined the shot back up but for some reason her finger was trembling on the trigger.

"I just thought that maybe, we could end our loneliness by being together. But if you think killing me will make you feel better...well...I've lived a long life."

She had a perfect shot but she was sweating bullets. It was no longer just her trigger finger that was shaking but her whole body.

Bridgette threw the gun down onto the ground and stormed over to the werewolf. She pointed a finger at his face so she could make her point.

"I'm letting you live today!! BUT for your sake you had better hope I don't EVER see you again because I will NOT hesitate a second time!!!"

She ran off into the woods with feelings of anger, frustration, and maybe even...sadness?

"Wait!! Come back!!!" called Wolfman.

A cold wind blew through the cage. "Could somebody please let the sad werewolf out of his silver cage?"

Omake

"So your name is Bridgette and NOT Ginger?" asked Wolf.

"YES!!!" Shouted the shewolf.

"Are you sure??"

Bridgette's arms went limp and she hung her head sadly. "No..."
I figured Drac would act this way if he heard first hand about all this Twilight stuff. It's a sad day when Twilight beats Batman in the box office. Kirby's got to be rolling in his grave.
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"Could someone please let the sad werewolf out of his silver cage?"

XD!