HT One-shot Compilation #2

Monster Robot

[Quasimodo steals one of Abraham's blueprints and creates a large robot that can possibly be a weapon against the bat cronies, but it ends up getting out of control.]

Abraham watched a small robot place plants in a pot as Quasimodo passed by. He stopped to watch what  Abraham did as the robot suddenly slammed the pot.

"WHA?!" shivered Abraham, chasing the robot.

"Hehehe," snickered Quasimodo, taking the blueprint.

Later...

Bleachers were set up in the party room as the monsters watched a zombie do a puppet show, bored and tired.

"The mouse said 'But this is my cheese'!" said the zombie in a quirky voice.

"Why didn't you bring your scooter Johnny?" asked Mavis.

"I thought the show wouldn't be boring tonight," whimpered Johnny.

Wanda slept and snored on Wayne's shoulder as he read the newspaper. 

Wayne yawned and said, "Wanda, I think this puppet show's making me sleepy too."

"Man, I'd rather do bingo than this," muttered Frank.

"Or listen to the zombie orchestra," added Murray.

"Since we've seen the same puppet show over 100 times that we already know what's gonna happen next," said Eunice.

Dracula sighed in annoyance and crossed his arms.

"Does someone have an idea of something that's not boring?" grumbled Dracula.

A large robot suddenly burst through the door as the monsters gasped. 

"Huh? What is that?" asked Wanda weakly, wiping her eyes.

The zombie shivered and left his puppets on the floor as the robot crushed them.

"Oooh. This is new," chuckled Dracula.

"Hello my fellow monsters! This robot's called the ... um," said Quasimodo. He got an idea. "The Cronie Crusher!"

"Wow. So a bat cronie killer," snickered Winnie.

"Get out there!" ordered a Suit of Armor to zombies wearing bat cronie hats.

The zombies went in front of the robot.

"Hehe, I don't think the robot can- AHHHH!" screamed a zombie as the robot flung him to a wall.

The monsters cheered and clapped.

"Yeah! Go get those bat cronies!" laughed Dennis.

"Can't the bat cronies just fly?" whimpered Ericka.

"It can probably hit mid-air too," said Mumette.

"Hmm, what should I do next?" asked Quasimodo to himself. "Aha! I can squish one of them!"

The zombies shivered when they saw the robot's hand moving back to hit. A zombie screamed and ran all over the room until Quasimodo squished him.

"Pfft, I didn't sign up for this!" grumbled the zombie as he walked over to the bleachers.

"A squished to impact bat cronies when they're in the ground! Cool!" chuckled Johnny.

Quasimodo looked through binoculars and saw the last zombie shivering.

"Now now... What should we do Esmeralda?" asked Quasimodo.

"Squeak squeak squeak!" cackled Esmeralda.

"Ah! I can squish then fling!"

Quasimodo aimed the robot's arm to squish the zombie as he shivered. The robot's hand headed for the zombie bit stopped inches above his head.

"Huh?" asked the zombie.

"What's going on Quasi?" growled Dracula.

Quasimodo made the robot shrug its shoulders as an alarm blared inside.

"What the heck did I do?! Why's the alarm blaring?!" shivered Quasimodo. Esmeralda pointed her tail towards a button. "Okay, I'll try that button."

Quasimodo pushed the button as the robot moved all over the place. The robot grabbed Wayne and Wanda by their tails as they screamed and slapped them repeatedly. Quasimodo looked through a small opening and shivered he saw what was happening.

"We should get out of here," suggested Quasimodo, pressing the eject button as the robot flung him through the roof.

Teeth fell out of Wayne and Wanda's mouth as the robot made them hit each other.

"This calls for some popcorn!" snickered Crystal, getting popcorn out.

The robot suddenly used Wayne and Wanda as a ball to hit the monsters as they screamed. It flung everyone all over the place until it finally got overworked and exploded. The robot's hand slowly slapped Dracula's back until it died down.

"Ow," whimpered Dracula.

"Phew Esmeralda! I think we'll be fine if we land safely," chuckled Quasimodo. Esmeralda looked shocked and pointed down. "Huh? What's wro-AHHH!"

Quasimodo tried blowing away from a pit full of fire.

The next night...

Abraham smiled as he robot worked again, but Quasimodo suddenly came inside the room, burnt and angry.

"YOUR INVENTIONS ARE A DISASTER!" growled Quasimodo, slamming the blueprint on a table and walking off.

Abraham saw it catch fire and screamed as it burned.

"Sigh," whimpered Abraham.