Just as they were about to do just that, it started to rain wildly out of nowhere. Of course, the mansion was their only shelter from the rain, so they were left with no choice but to go inside the mansion. When they went in, it was still a little cold... but, at least, they all were safe from the rain. An elderly man in a suit with white hair approached them slowly from the hall just beyond the twin staircases.
Elderly man: Welcome, young travelers, to the mansion of Young Master Ethan Graceland. My name is Mister Edgar Ramesly, and I am Young Master Graceland's butler.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Young master?! Alright! See, guys, I told you that you worried about this place for nothing.
Kimiko Tohomiko: I wouldn't get too excited about staying here if I were you, Raimundo. I still think this place is totally haunted.
Raimundo Pedrosa: Come on, Kim, if this place really was spooked out haunted house, would the owner be young enough to be called "young master"?
Kimiko Tohomiko: Don't let that make you think he's our age. For all we know about this "young master", he could be the age of our parents... or even twice our ages.
Mister Edgar Ramesly: I would hardly say that the young master is quite as old as that. Why, he is only 16 years of age.
Raimundo Pedrosa: He sounds like he's loads of fun, and I'd certainly like to meet him.
Kimiko Tohomiko: I'd like to meet him, too, I guess... but if only to see if Ramesly's telling the truth about him.
Dojo Kanojo Cho: You're actually considering this, Kimiko?! Have you lost your mind or something?
Kimiko Tohomiko: NO, I guess I'm not, but I'd just like to see for myself, and no, Dojo. I haven't lost my mind. You guys think we need clear-cut evidence, right?
Clay Bailey, Omi, Ping Pong, and Dojo Kanojo Cho: Yes?
Kimiko Tohomiko: Then, I say we go and meet the guy if only so we can get the clear-cut evidence.
Omi: The clear-cut evidence for what exactly, Kimiko?
Raimundo Pedrosa: The clear-cut evidence that the guy's as young as the butler says he is, and that this place is by no means a haunted house.
Kimiko Tohomiko: I never said for them to prove this place wasn't haunted!
Raimundo Pedrosa: Either way, I can see that you guys are all finally willing to appreciate hospitality of a place like this mansion.
They all walked down the hall and into the manor's banquet hall. Sure enough, Master Ethan Graceland certainly was around Clay, Raimundo, and Kimiko's ages. Young Ethan Graceland was rather hospitable towards them all... or at least he was towards Kimiko, anyway. The male monks and Dojo, however, he was aloof and a bit timid towards, but he still did offer them a place to stay for the night. It was only until morning that the monks were going to stay in the mansion. Then, when morning did arrive, they decided that they would leave as soon as they could. None of them liked the atmosphere of the mansion, except for Raimundo, of course. As the monks introduced themselves, Ethan Graceland shook their hands one by one.
Young Master Ethan Graceland: Welcome, young travelers. I am your host, but you may call me Ethan Graceland. Might I ask all of your names? Including your pet dragon?
Dojo: The name's Dojo Kanojo Cho!
Ethan Graceland: Such an unusual name, Master Kanojo Cho!
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The Haunted Mansion: Xiaolin Chronicles Style
Fanfictiona special, yet lesser-known pocket-watch of a shen gong wu, the Watch of Hypnos, brings the xiaolin monks to New Orleans, Louisiana in the good ole US of A, and during Mardi Gras. only they don't have the time to join in on the celebration, because...
