HT One-Shot Compilation

Introduisant Frozen Omelets

[Quasimodo starts a company that makes frozen omelets, but some people have had weird side effects from them.]

Quasimodo was looking for cheese in his cabinets, but there was none left at all. "Sorry Esmeralda, I guess we'll have to go to the store for more cheese bites." Quasimodo sighed. [A few moments later] Quasimodo was at the store, until he noticed a pack named "Frozen Waffles". "Frozen waffles... That's it Esmeralda! I'm going to start a Frozen Omelet Company, but I need help from some experts..." Quasimodo chuckled. [20 minutes later] Quasimodo was talking to some experts about jobs. "If you want to start your company, you'll have to advertise your brand first." A stein named Argo stated. "Hm, what about this line? Frozen Omelets are so zee good they heat up nice!" Quasimodo suggested. "Wow, that's actually brilliant." A werewolf named Walsh complimented. [The next night]

Quasimodo got a few monsters to start advertising.  "All right Murray, you have to say 'Frozen Omelets are so zee good they heat up nice' in a French accent." Quasimodo informed. "I'm not really good at making accents, but I have to still try. Frozen Omelets are so zee good they heat up nice!" Murray chuckled in a French accent. "Oh my gosh! That was absolutely brilliant! Now with you Wanda, you need to walk over to the large box of frozen omelets and say 'You only need to heat them up for a minute'." Quasimodo added. [A few days later] Quasimodo had put a frozen omelet factory right next to the hotel. "Make sure those eggs aren't expired, you know I don't want Rotten Frozen Omelets." Quasimodo ordered, Wayne then came along with a saddened face. "Can't you give Wanda a break?" Wayne questioned.

"Why should I? The commercials have gotten over 50 million views around the globe." Quasimodo smirked. "I haven't slept with her since the first commercial!" Wayne grumbled, walking out of the factory. [The next night] Griffin and Crystal had noticed the hotel looked different. "What happened Drac?" Griffin asked confused. "Oh, Quasimodo wanted me to change his kitchen into a museum and start tours of the hotel." Dracula sighed, Quasimodo was putting a hat on Johnny that had "FO" on it. "Why do I have to do this Quasi? This is zombie work." Johnny whimpered. "How will tourists be interested to staying here if there is nobody to show them the hotel?" Quasimodo grumbled. [The next night] Bela came along into the hotel. "Where are the vampire capes?" Bela asked in anger.

"Here you go Bela." Mavis sighed, Bela dropped his jaw. "What? I expected you to say no or punch me..." Bela dropped. "We've been selling vampire capes, so it doesn't really matter anymore." Mavis added, pointing at a rack of vampire capes. [The next night] Wanda and Murray were talking with other monsters. "Finally, we're away from Quasimodo for a while." Murray sighed in relief. "I've been having weird side effects, my hair has been itching ever since I starting eating Frozen Omelets." Frank complained. "Hm... I've been throwing up a lot as well, something is off with these omelets." Ericka grumbled. "Guys, there's something you have to know... The Frozen Omelets aren't only made out of eggs, they use grass and dirt in them." Wanda shivered, Eunice spit out the omelet she was eating.

"Grass and dirt? Why didn't you tell us Wanda?" Eunice asked worried. "I saw a couple of workers bringing a barrel of grass and dirt inside the factory, I knew I would get in trouble if I told anyone about it." Wanda sighed. "Let's just keep this our little secret from Quasimodo." Dennis whispered, Walsh suddenly grabbed Wanda and Murray. "You guys have to act for the 500th commercial." Walsh exhaled. [A few moments later] Murray had a frozen omelet in his hand. "Frozen Omelets are so zee good they heat up nice..." Murray groaned, taking a bite of the frozen omelet and throwing up. "You only have to heat them up for a minute..." Wanda sighed, putting a frozen omelet in a microwave. "Not what I was expecting, but it's almost Halloween soon, so I guess it's okay." Quasimodo smiled.

[One hour later] Quasimodo decided to host a 500th commercial party. "Since we've made so much good progress with Frozen Omelets, I'll be deciding to make a Frozen Omelet restaurant in Hotel Transylvania!" Quasimodo chuckled, the monsters did cheers in excitement. "The two stars Murray Mummy and Wanda Wolfers would like to say something." Walsh stated, Murray and Wanda walked up to the stage. "We would like to say that...  Uh..." Murray shivered, Dennis did a wink at them. "FROZEN OMELETS HAVE BEEN MADE OUT OF GRASS AND DIRT, THAT'S WHY PEOPLE HAVE BEEN HAVING SIDE EFFECTS!" Wanda yelled, everyone screamed and spit their frozen omelets out. "GRASS AND DIRT?! I THOUGHT WE USED ONLY ICE AND EGGS!" Quasimodo yelped, everyone looked at Argo.

"IT WAS HIM WHO DID THIS!" Winnie whimpered as she pointed at Argo. [The next night] The news about the Frozen Omelets was stated throughout the world. "A shocking discovery last night about Frozen Omelets being made out of grass and dirt, you may not be seeing them in your stores anymore. Argo Stitch and Walsh Woden are going to be questioned briefly." A man on the tv explained in his Romanian accent. "My Frozen Omelets were good while they lasted." Quasimodo sighed in defeat, his factory was getting demolished. "Don't worry Quasimodo, your normal omelets are still better." Crystal smiled, trying to cheer Quasimodo up, Argo and Walsh suddenly came along with sympathetic looks. "I think we feel kind of silly now Quasimodo..." Walsh sighed, Argo out his arm behind his back.

"For decades me and Walsh have been tricking entrepreneurs like you into losing their jobs and uh... their company... The only thing me and Walsh can say for the hotel and you is uh... 30% refund." Argo nervously chuckled, the monsters did groans. "That's even worse than a hotel demolition." Mumette grumbled. "Fine.. 100% refund for the hotel and Quasimodo, but we aren't going to get our jobs back." Walsh whimpered, starting to cry a little. "You can work here if you want..." Dracula suggested. "All right, a receptionist is job is fine..." Argo grumbled, Frozen Omelets were never to be sold again.