Hotel Leansylvania

It's me, Dracula, the king of vampires himself at the owner of Hotel Transylvania. I am writing this down as a signal for help. Something terrible has happened to my hotel and it's spreading fast. Let me explain everything to you.
=== Day 1 ===
This is when the incident started.
I noticed Johnny was acting crazier than usual. He was running around the hotel yelling and shaking his arms around in the air, bumping into guests, staff, and furniture, throwing things around, and lots of other weird things. There was this strange purple liquid all over his face and shirt. At first, I thought he probably drank one of the defective potions we have by accident, until he ran up to me and yelled something I will never forget:
"Hey, Drac, I love LEAN!!!"
I didn't understand what he was talking about, so I asked him what "lean" was. All he told me was that it was "the best thing in the world". Then he ran away screaming "lean". Mavis later told me that this random guy made him drink something and he hasn't been acting like himself ever since. Dennis was really scared as well.
I thought by tomorrow the effects would ware off and everything would go back to normal again.
=== Day 2 ===
I was wrong.
Johnny started to act normal again. He gave Dennis his sippy cup, which was filled with purple liquid, and told him it was grape juice. We believed him at first, but when Dennis drank it, his eyes got really wide and he started shouting "I love lean!".
Next thing you know, he got grounded for trying to force Mavis to drink it too. She said she will get to the bottom of this "lean" situation and make sure nobody else will drink it.
I really had hope for her. She was my lovely daughter. She knew how to handle things well.
=== Day 3 ===
Johnny must've forced Mavis to drink lean overnight. I caught her eating her morning Worm-Cakes this morning and they looked suspiciously purple. I quickly used my powers to throw it out the nearest window.
There goes all my faith I had in her.
To make the situation worse, I found Johnny, Dennis, and Mavis with Frank, Eunice, Wayne, Wanda, Murray, Griffin, his girlfriend Crystal, Winnie, Van Helsing, and even my father in the dining area. Ericka was bringing out a huge platter of food saying that Johnny asked her to make a special dinner for all of us. No doubt, Johnny's trying to make all of us eat lean.
When anyone asked why the food was purple, Ericka would say that it's from the "special ingredient" that Johnny gave to her for everyone to try. I tried to warn them, but it was too late.
Long story short, they all love lean.
=== Day 4 ===
Johnny wouldn't stop bugging me about lean. He's gone far enough as to trick me. I wouldn't really say he's good at tricking me though.
I tried to convince the witches to create some kind of cure for everyone, only to find out that they were making lean.
Johnny, Mavis, Dennis, and Ericka all refuse to talk to me. My friend group, the Drac Pack (which consisted of me, Frank, Wayne, Murray, and Griffin) ended up splitting up as well. They said that anyone who doesn't love lean is critically insane.
It got really bad when I found out that ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE loves lean now, guests and staff of the hotel. It's like an infection.
I overheard this group of my zombie staff planning to force me to ingest lean tomorrow, so I decided to block my room doors from the inside so they won't be able to get in.
=== Day 5 ===
I was woken up by these loud screams coming from outside. I got up and looked out my bedroom window, and you will not believe what I saw.
There were parked cars outside the hotel and all these crowds of humans and monsters screaming "You gotta love lean! You gotta love lean!". When they saw me, they all started screaming louder. That's when the panic set in.
I flew out the window as fast as I could. As I was dashing down the road, I looked back and saw everyone chasing after me and throwing cups of lean at me.
Ever since that day, I've been on the run. All I can do is keep moving. I lost everything thanks to lean, my daughter, my son-in-law, my grandson, my wife, my father, all of my friends, and even my hotel. I keep moving from place to place, begging on the street for spare change.
I tried to go to the police, but they wouldn't believe me. I tried to go to the media, but every reporter I spoke to just laughed in my face.
I'm tired of running. I just want everything to be back to normal again. I pray that one day, this whole lean incident will die down and I will be able to return back to my life, the way it was.
Can anyone help me?
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Category:Hotel Transylvania
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Category:Fan Fiction
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