A WereStallone In Hillhurst part 5
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Now that I had been transformed into a WereStallone, I was now growing quite used to it and to me it didn't seem all that bad anymore.
Well that is except for Little Ghoul trying to hit on me and the problem of having to keep my instincts and urges under control...
It seemed to me that being a WereStallone was actually pretty exhilirating, I had never felt so alive and full of energy before in my life.
I had heightened senses, super human strength and agility plus I looked pretty damn badass if I say so myself.
I was in the foyer with Flabber and the other house monsters discussing what to do next, I wasn't sure if I wanted to cure my condition or not now.
"You know guys, this WereStallone stuff might not be so bad. But I still do not know if I should find a way to cure it or not...should I?"
"Well...it's your decision, man."
"You're right.....I think I should."
"No...dont'....please. I love the WereStallone, please don't rid yourself of it...pleeeease."
"Aaaaw how could I say no to you, Little Ghoul? Oh alright...i've made my decision...i've decided that I want to keep on with this and see how it goes."
"Yaaaay! My big handsome muscled WereStallone isn't leaving.."
Little Ghoul reached out to hug me and as she did, the moon went back behind the clouds and I transformed back to myself.
"Phew!"
"Aaaw no.....my WereStallone is gone. Where did he go?"
"Well....I guess he just left..."
"He left already? That's no fun. Flabber said I could play with him for a while."
"But maybe he'll come back..."
"Is there a way to get the WereStallone back?"
"Well from what I know about them from Flabber, an afflicted WereStallone may transform if he is in some sort of state of emotional stress like say anger.."
"Oh I know just how to do that...you know that slice of meat you were using as a punching bag, earlier?"
"Yes..."
"Wolfie's got it and he's using it as a chew-toy!"
"What? He's using MY meat chunk as a chew-toy? Grrrrrr...."
My eyes started glowing yellow again as I once again changed into the WereStallone, I turned towards Wolfie and snarled at him.
"Ruh oh..."
I chased Wolfie around before snatching the meat chunk back from him and holding my muscled arms up in victory.
I calmed down and turned back to my normal self again and smiled, I then swirved over to Little Ghoul.
"Little Ghoul....what was that for?"
"Well....to be honest, I wanted to see you transform."
"Is this what's all this is about?"
"Yes..."
"So you're trying to get me to transform into the WereStallone?"
"Yes....I want my WereStallone back....transform, please."
"Little Ghoul....it's not that simple...."
"Oooh right, I forgot!"
Little Ghoul giggled as she tried various methods to try and get me ticked off enough to transform, this included various ellaborate pranks and tricks and numerous other things.
Unfortunately she succeeded and I constantly began transforming from myself to WereStallone and back.
"Stop!...."
"Or what?"
"Or My Mom Will Shoot...maybe?"
"Did someone say my name?"
"No, Mums. I said mom....I didn't say your name."
"Oh....I thought you said my name."
"That's an actual Stallone movie title."
"It is? That just sounds silly. Who would be dumb enough to watch a movie like that?"
I turned around and laughed as did the other monsters, Flabber chuckled as well and then sighed a little.
"I have to admit that title sounds flabsolutely hysterical."
"Yeah it does."
"It seems to me Nathan, that you're getting very well adjusted to being a WereStallone, I think you've done well...just remember to keep those pesky instincts and urges under control."
"Don't worry Flabber, I will."
"I'm sure things are definitely looking up for here...it's not like it could get any worse..."
A few hours later.... Flabber, Fangula, Mums, Wolfie and Frankenbeans heard a really ghastly sound coming from the music room.
"What is that horrible sound?"
"Sounds even worse than Wolfie's singing!"
"It's coming from the music room..."
The house monsters went up to the music room to investigate and when they got there, they couldn't believe their ears.
There I was doing my bad attempt at singing while the Pipettes were screaming and trying to block out the sound of my voice.
"Budwiser you created a monster, and they call him Drinkenstein. And the tavern down the street is the labaratoree, where he makes the transformation all the time. And a stein of Dr Bud is a pint of monster blood and it does affect him different everytime....Budwiser you created a monster, and they call me Drinkenstein...yeah....."
"That was horrific!"
"Well I liked it..."
"What? Little Ghoul, you actually liked that? But it was repulsive."
"It wasn't to me....it sounded heavenly!"
Little Ghoul rushed over to me and squealed happily again, I could tell that she was happy to see me as a WereStallone again for sure.
"Oh hey there!"
"That song you just did was lovely....would you mind singing for me, please?"
"Whatever you do, don't do it..."
"Please!"
"Sorry, noo...."
"Aaaaw...."
Just then I heard a roar coming from outside, so the other house monsters and I including Flabber rushed over to the window to see what was making it..
I instantly recognized what it was making it, it was the WereStallone that clawed me and turned me into one. Somehow it had found me out.
"Looks like we got company..."
"This guy looks like trouble.."
"Big trouble. Nathan, is that WereStallone outside a friend of yours?"
"That's the one that made me like this. He must have found us out or something."
"You mean there's another WereStallone out there besides you? Yaaay, two for the price of one!"
"Little Ghoul...I don't think this is a good thing."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well i'm pretty sure he wants to pick a fight with me or something like that.."
"Emergency! Emergency! We must protect the house immediately."
"Right."
Flabber brought a picture of a large barricade to life and teleported it over to the outside of the mansion while the others helped.
Now that the other WereStallone had found me and the other monsters out, I had to be extra careful and I knew that things were going to get more than just a little rough.
Now that I had been transformed into a WereStallone, I was now growing quite used to it and to me it didn't seem all that bad anymore.
Well that is except for Little Ghoul trying to hit on me and the problem of having to keep my instincts and urges under control...
It seemed to me that being a WereStallone was actually pretty exhilirating, I had never felt so alive and full of energy before in my life.
I had heightened senses, super human strength and agility plus I looked pretty damn badass if I say so myself.
I was in the foyer with Flabber and the other house monsters discussing what to do next, I wasn't sure if I wanted to cure my condition or not now.
"You know guys, this WereStallone stuff might not be so bad. But I still do not know if I should find a way to cure it or not...should I?"
"Well...it's your decision, man."
"You're right.....I think I should."
"No...dont'....please. I love the WereStallone, please don't rid yourself of it...pleeeease."
"Aaaaw how could I say no to you, Little Ghoul? Oh alright...i've made my decision...i've decided that I want to keep on with this and see how it goes."
"Yaaaay! My big handsome muscled WereStallone isn't leaving.."
Little Ghoul reached out to hug me and as she did, the moon went back behind the clouds and I transformed back to myself.
"Phew!"
"Aaaw no.....my WereStallone is gone. Where did he go?"
"Well....I guess he just left..."
"He left already? That's no fun. Flabber said I could play with him for a while."
"But maybe he'll come back..."
"Is there a way to get the WereStallone back?"
"Well from what I know about them from Flabber, an afflicted WereStallone may transform if he is in some sort of state of emotional stress like say anger.."
"Oh I know just how to do that...you know that slice of meat you were using as a punching bag, earlier?"
"Yes..."
"Wolfie's got it and he's using it as a chew-toy!"
"What? He's using MY meat chunk as a chew-toy? Grrrrrr...."
My eyes started glowing yellow again as I once again changed into the WereStallone, I turned towards Wolfie and snarled at him.
"Ruh oh..."
I chased Wolfie around before snatching the meat chunk back from him and holding my muscled arms up in victory.
I calmed down and turned back to my normal self again and smiled, I then swirved over to Little Ghoul.
"Little Ghoul....what was that for?"
"Well....to be honest, I wanted to see you transform."
"Is this what's all this is about?"
"Yes..."
"So you're trying to get me to transform into the WereStallone?"
"Yes....I want my WereStallone back....transform, please."
"Little Ghoul....it's not that simple...."
"Oooh right, I forgot!"
Little Ghoul giggled as she tried various methods to try and get me ticked off enough to transform, this included various ellaborate pranks and tricks and numerous other things.
Unfortunately she succeeded and I constantly began transforming from myself to WereStallone and back.
"Stop!...."
"Or what?"
"Or My Mom Will Shoot...maybe?"
"Did someone say my name?"
"No, Mums. I said mom....I didn't say your name."
"Oh....I thought you said my name."
"That's an actual Stallone movie title."
"It is? That just sounds silly. Who would be dumb enough to watch a movie like that?"
I turned around and laughed as did the other monsters, Flabber chuckled as well and then sighed a little.
"I have to admit that title sounds flabsolutely hysterical."
"Yeah it does."
"It seems to me Nathan, that you're getting very well adjusted to being a WereStallone, I think you've done well...just remember to keep those pesky instincts and urges under control."
"Don't worry Flabber, I will."
"I'm sure things are definitely looking up for here...it's not like it could get any worse..."
A few hours later.... Flabber, Fangula, Mums, Wolfie and Frankenbeans heard a really ghastly sound coming from the music room.
"What is that horrible sound?"
"Sounds even worse than Wolfie's singing!"
"It's coming from the music room..."
The house monsters went up to the music room to investigate and when they got there, they couldn't believe their ears.
There I was doing my bad attempt at singing while the Pipettes were screaming and trying to block out the sound of my voice.
"Budwiser you created a monster, and they call him Drinkenstein. And the tavern down the street is the labaratoree, where he makes the transformation all the time. And a stein of Dr Bud is a pint of monster blood and it does affect him different everytime....Budwiser you created a monster, and they call me Drinkenstein...yeah....."
"That was horrific!"
"Well I liked it..."
"What? Little Ghoul, you actually liked that? But it was repulsive."
"It wasn't to me....it sounded heavenly!"
Little Ghoul rushed over to me and squealed happily again, I could tell that she was happy to see me as a WereStallone again for sure.
"Oh hey there!"
"That song you just did was lovely....would you mind singing for me, please?"
"Whatever you do, don't do it..."
"Please!"
"Sorry, noo...."
"Aaaaw...."
Just then I heard a roar coming from outside, so the other house monsters and I including Flabber rushed over to the window to see what was making it..
I instantly recognized what it was making it, it was the WereStallone that clawed me and turned me into one. Somehow it had found me out.
"Looks like we got company..."
"This guy looks like trouble.."
"Big trouble. Nathan, is that WereStallone outside a friend of yours?"
"That's the one that made me like this. He must have found us out or something."
"You mean there's another WereStallone out there besides you? Yaaay, two for the price of one!"
"Little Ghoul...I don't think this is a good thing."
"What makes you think that?"
"Well i'm pretty sure he wants to pick a fight with me or something like that.."
"Emergency! Emergency! We must protect the house immediately."
"Right."
Flabber brought a picture of a large barricade to life and teleported it over to the outside of the mansion while the others helped.
Now that the other WereStallone had found me and the other monsters out, I had to be extra careful and I knew that things were going to get more than just a little rough.
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