“Perhaps it’s something they ate,” said Mrs. Monroe. “We’ll have to talk to Dr. Greenbriar.”
“It’s the effects of pollution,” said Toby. “Hey, they could be my next science project!”
Pete shook his head. “I think their brains have been taken over by aliens.”
Mr. Monroe kept scratching and didn’t say a word.
We looked up at them innocently. Howie was laughing so hard he almost gave us away, but the Monroes just thought he was happy to see them.
WE’RE back home now—and happy to be here. It seems we’re not the only ones who had an interesting time while the Monroes were away. Kyle’s parents reported some strange incidents involving vegetables during Bunnicula’s stay at their house. The Monroes apologized but couldn’t offer an explanation.
Chester just shook his head. “When are those people going to realize their precious little bunny is a vampire?” he said to Howie and me.
“A vampire?” Howie said. He lifted his chin and
[Image: Howie’s parent afraid. Howie lifted dog’s chin]
let out an ear-piercing howl. “Ahoooooooooo!” Chester sighed. I smiled.
A dachshund who howls like a werewolf.
A vampire rabbit.
A dog who meows and a cat who barks.
Things were definitely back to paranormal.