Someone had poured vodka into the swimming pool, and the mermaids were drunk off their asses. The dragon had one too many shots of firewhiskey, and was now hiccuping flames near the garden, which only made Frankenstein panic. The changelings were using the zombie’s heads as volleyballs, and I began to wonder if this party was a good idea after all.
No one expected the apocalypse to be filled with swarms of classic movie
monsters come to life. A person can’t turn a street corner without running
into a classic Dracula or mummy.
Character A had discovered the benefits of
zombie make-up, letting them to stumble past hoards of monsters without
drawing a second glance. That is, until they just barely avoid an axe to
the face from Character B.
Summary: A summer road trip with your best friend lends its way to some revelations.
Author’s Note: This has been a long time coming, you guys!! You’ve probably been hearing Esme and I talk about our fic collab for a while now. We’re very excited to finally begin releasing this special piece to the public! All we can say now is that you will finally understand all the Monster Mash and “rick rolling” jokes you’ve heard in the last weeks.
*** If you wanted to listen to the road trip playlist that is mentioned in this chapter, please click here!!
Warnings: an extremely cheesy mixtape, lame jokes, Lin showing off (so, nothing?)
Without any further ado, welcome to the world Esme and I have so lovingly crafted for you!
That one time when I joked that Frankenstein’s monster didn’t kill himself and went on to become the Phantom of the Opera…ha ha…I am officially monster mash TRASH.
Seriously though, Erik and Frankenstein’s Monster would get along so well–with the shared parental trauma, self-esteem issues, and complex relationships with women whose names end in “-tine”. Oh, and that whole strangulation thing. Monster is waaay bigger though.
Coincidence? I think NOT! Its a conspiracy, I tell ya! Them gothic authors are all in cahoots!