Frankie's Story/Dialogues

After class, you meet up with Draculaura, Cleo, and Clawdeen at a coffee shop. Draculaura happily posts a status update on her phone...
Draculaura: 'Aced another day of classes! Time to fang out with my beasties, MC, Cleo, Clawdeen, and...'
Draculaura: Hey, wasn't Frankie supposed to meet us?
MC: Here she comes!
You spot Frankie trying to squeeze through the coffee shop door, hidden behind the enormous stack of textbooks she's trying to carry.
Frankie: Excuse me, sorry, pardon me-- Oof!
Frankie's arm pops off under the weight of the books, and they all go crashing to the floor! Your friends laugh and shake their heads.
Clawdeen: Oh, Frankie... come on, ghouls. Let's give her a hand.
The four of you help Frankie pick up the books as Frankie reattaches her arm.
Frankie: I'm okay! I really don't need any help! I can handle this on my own.
Cleo: Must you carry all of these textbooks around with you? No wonder you're always tearing at the seams.
Frankie: Well... there's a lot to keep track of. You know, between schedules... and fearleading... and meeting new people.
Frankie: Not to mention all these classes. Ancient history is the hardest. I was just studying the mayoral election--
MC: Ancient history? Frankie, that election was last month.
Frankie: Well, I wasn't alive back then, so basically everything is ancient history to me! I'm only sixteen days old after all.
Clawdeen: Ghoul, you seriously need to unwind. You're coming tonight, right?
MC: It's my town's 130th Annual Halloween Carnival! You'll love it, Frankie.
Frankie: I really want to go... but I have so much studying to catch up on.
Draculaura: Oh, please come, Frankie! Clara's diary mentions a romantic moment with Cyrus at this carnival, so maybe we can restore the next missing page there!
MC: Plus, it's a great chance to loosen up after a long week.
Frankie: Well... okay! I'll come if I can bring my books.
Frankie: But I think anything getting loose is the last thing I need right now!
That night, you and the girls from Monster High arrive at the fairgrounds for the annual Halloween Carnival! Everyone in town explores the themed games, rides, and concession stands.
Clawdeen: I'll give you normies credit... you sure know how to throw a Halloween party!
MC: We try.
Draculaura: Is that... cotton candy? Excuse me, I'll be right back...
Clawdeen: Check it out. One of those 'claw' games. I bet I'm a natural.
Cleo: Why would you waste your--
Cleo: Wait, you can win jewelry? Clawdeen, you simply must win me that one... oh, and that one... and that one...
MC: What do you want to do first, Frankie?
MC: ...uh, Frankie?
Frankie looks up with a frazzled expression, holding two textbooks open at once.
Frankie: Huh? Oh, um, whatever you want to do!
MC: Well, I was going to head to the Perilous Python...
You point to the looping, twisting track of the Perilous Python roller coaster. Screams of terror rise into the night as a cart full of riders roars past you.
MC: But if you're too busy--
Frankie: No way, I can totally make time for school and friends. Let's go!
After a short line, you and Frankie board the front car of the Perilous Python coaster, modeled after a snake's head, fangs bared.
Frankie: Ooh. Draculaura would be so impressed.
Soon, the Python rockets forward, hurtling through loops and barrel rolls! Frankie screams with each drop, clinging tightly to her books!
Frankie: Aaaaaaah!
MC: Aaaaaaaaah!
The Python slows down as it climbs to a great height before the final plunge... chk, chk, chk, chk...
You go over the edge, plummeting back to earth, then looping upside-down! The G-forces mount, pulling at the textbooks in Frankie's grip...
Until one of her hands tears free and flies off, disappearing into the night!
Frankie: Oh no! My hand!
Moments later, the Perilous Python coaster screeches to a stop back at the platform. Frankie looks at you in a panic!
Frankie: MC! My hand, it's... it's gone! It flew off during that last drop, and I have no idea where it went!
MC: But you can control it, right? Can't you just have it crawl back to you?
Frankie: I can still move it, and I can feel what it feels...
Frankie: And right now, it's definitely on someone's face. And, yes, they're screaming...
Frankie: But without seeing where it is, I can't guide it back to me!
MC: It's okay, Frankie. We'll get the other ghouls, and we'll all help you look for your hand.
Frankie: The others? No, I really don't want them to see me right now.
Frankie: They see me falling apart like this all the time, and it's so embarrassing. Please...
Just then, your phone buzzes with a post from Cleo, a picture of her and Clawdeen showing off their new prizes... 'Check out the freaky-fab jewelry! #ClassyGhouls'
MC: Well... okay, Frankie. I understand. In that case, I'll help you.
Frankie: You will? Thank you, MC!
Frankie wraps you in a one-armed hug!
MC: No sweat. We're going to find your hand, Frankie. Even if we have to search the entire carnival.
You both gaze out at the massive fairgrounds, which seem to extend out forever...
MC: That may be easier said than done.
[carousel!]
You and Frankie are roaming the enormous Halloween Carnival when Frankie stops short!
Frankie: I feel something! I mean, my hand feels something!
MC: Can you tell where it is?
Frankie: No, but it feels like... it's spinning!
MC: Over there! That carousel! Maybe that's where it is!
You and Frankie run over to the Scary-Go-Round, a carousel of creepy skeleton horses, and climb on. Eerie calliope music groans from the speakers.
From atop your undead steed, you look around... until Frankie shouts to you!
Frankie: There it is! Two horses ahead!
You see Frankie's hand perched atop a carousel horse's grinning skull. You climb down and, balancing carefully, walk across the spinning platform!
But just then, the ride operator falls asleep and leans against a control lever. The Scary-Go-Round speeds up, whirling faster and faster!
MC: Whoa! Frankie, make your hand hold on!
The world around you blurs as the Scary-Go-Round hums with speed! You crawl toward Frankie's hand, which clings to the skeleton horse... but the ride spins too fast!
The hand loses its grip and flies off into the night!
Frankie: No!
MC: Well, it's gone again. Come on, let's keep looking.
[popsicles!]
Frankie: MC! My hand's feeling something else now! It feels... cold!
Frankie: Really, really cold.
MC: I saw a popsicle stand a little ways back! Let's go look!
You spot the popsicle stand, with a long queue of eager costumed customers. The vendor reaches into the ice compartment...
And pulls out a popsicle with something clinging to the stick.
MC: Frankie, your hand is on that popsicle!
Frankie: Hey! Hey, mister! That's my hand!
Confused, the vendor looks down at the popsicle and sees Frankie's disembodied hand! He yelps in terror and flings the popsicle away, hand and all!
Frankie: Not again!
[pirate ship!]
MC: We can't give up, Frankie. Your hand has to be around here somewhere. What does it feel now?
Frankie: Hmmm... I feel... wood. Yeah, and now some water spray? Oh, it's rocking back and forth!
Frankie: I know where it is!
Frankie takes your hand in her remaining one and leads you to...
Frankie: The Ghost Ship!
Frankie points to a thrilling water ride. Spooky pirate ships with tattered black sails creak as they plunge over waterfalls!
MC: Frankie, over there! It's your hand!
Just across the river course, Frankie's hand rests on a pile of toy cannonballs!
MC: We've gotta get over there... oh no.
You watch, resigned, as a ride operator picks up the cannonball with Frankie's hand on it, oblivious.
The ride operator stuffs it into a nearby cannon and lights the fuse...
Frankie: Wait!
Boom! The fake cannonball explodes in a puff of fiery red smoke... but Frankie's hand sails once more into the night!
Frankie: Oh, come on!
Frankie: Could this get any worse?
MC: It's okay, Frankie--
Frankie: You don't understand, MC. All my ghoulfriends are always so put together... but I can't even keep track of my own hand, let alone my whole life!
MC: Speaking of your ghoulfriends, here come Draculaura, Clawdeen, and Cleo!
As you wave the girls over, Frankie's eyes go wide!
Frankie: They can't see me like this! Hide me!
Frankie ducks behind a jack-o'-lantern perched on a fence just as the Monster High girls walk up. Draculaura nibbles at cotton candy, while Clawdeen and Cleo admire their new jewelry.
Cleo: Mm, don't you just love gold, Clawdeen?
Clawdeen: Anything but silver.
Draculaura: Hi, MC! Oh, have you seen Frankie?
Choice
What do you do? 
   Play it cool. 
   Give Frankie up.
if "Play it cool." then
   MC: Haven't seen her. I thought she was with you.
   You hear Frankie sigh with relief.
   Cleo: Excuse me, but did that pumpkin just sigh?
   Draculaura: It did! And look!
   Draculaura points to Frankie's signature black-and-white hair, plainly visible from behind the pumpkin.
   Draculaura: It has Frankie's hair too! Oh no! Someone turned Frankie into a pumpkin! Frankie!
   Frankie sheepishly steps out from behind the jack-o'-lantern. She awkwardly hides her arm behind her.
   Frankie: No, it's just me.
if "Give Frankie up." then
   MC: Come on out, Frankie. Your friends are looking for you.
   The jack-o'-lantern turns side to side like a shaking head.
   Frankie: No.
   Clawdeen: Frankie, we can see your hair and everything. We know it's you.
   Frankie sheepishly steps out from behind the jack-o'-lantern. She awkwardly hides her arm behind her.
Clawdeen: What exactly were you doing back there?
Frankie: I was... I was gonna jump out and scare you ghouls!
Frankie: Um... boo!
Cleo: Riiiiight...
Clawdeen: Come on, you two! I want to win some more carnival games!
Clawdeen grabs Frankie's arm and pulls her along, but Frankie keeps her wrist hidden behind her body!
Frankie: Okay! Uh, be right there!
Frankie leans in and whispers to you.
Frankie: How am I supposed to play carnival games with one hand? They're going to find out!
You and Frankie follow Draculaura, Clawdeen, and Cleo as they peruse the games at the Halloween carnival.
Frankie: Oh no... my ghoulfriends are going to realize I lost my hand again.
Frankie: But maybe they won't notice if they pick a game that only needs one hand.
Draculaura: Ooh, look! Skreem Ball!
MC: That's skee ball, but it sounds good to us! Right, Frankie?
Frankie: Perfect.
Cleo: Well, I think we should play the milk bottle pyramid game. It clearly has the best aesthetic.
Frankie: Perfect!
Clawdeen: I know exactly what we're going to play. This!
Clawdeen heaves a massive hammer over her shoulder in front of the high-striker game.
Frankie: Perfect...
You and the Monster High girls take turns swinging the hammer at the high-striker carnival game!
Draculaura: Your turn, MC! Just take this big hammer and hit the target as hard as you can. See if you can ring the bell at the top!
MC: Everybody, watch and learn!
You heave the hammer and...
Choice
What do you do? 
   Hit! 
   Miss! 
   Whiff! 
   Slip!
if "Hit!" then
   You drop the hammer squarely on the target! The meter fills nearly all the way! At your feet, the machine spits out a huge ream of tickets!
   Draculaura: Wow! Now you can get any prize you want!
if "Miss!", "Whiff!", "Slip!" or you run out of time then
   You slam the hammer down... into the dirt a few inches away from the target.
   Draculaura: Oh... um... nice try, MC!
   You whisper to Frankie.
   MC: And you think you're embarrassed...
   Frankie: Huh? No, you did great! That was... okay, that was pretty bad.
Next, Clawdeen steps up with a smirk. The ride operator patronizingly shows her how to hold the hammer...
Clawdeen: I think I'll be fine.
Clawdeen slams the hammer down on the target! The puck shoots up all the way and clangs off the bell, while the machine prints hundreds of tickets!
The operator staggers back in amazement as Clawdeen snaps a selfie with her haul of tickets.
Clawdeen: 'High score! Can't handle my fierce!' You're up, Frankie!
Frankie nervously takes the hammer, but she can barely lift it with one hand.
Cleo: You're going to one-hand it? Well, well, aren't we a little confident?
Frankie: Heh heh... yeah... I'm so gonna win!
Frankie weakly swings the hammer with one hand. It dings off the target, and the machine spits out all of two tickets.
Draculaura: Uh... go, Frankie?
Cleo and Clawdeen share a suspicious look...
Frankie tugs on your arm, leading you away from the other girls.
Frankie: That was way too close, MC. We have to find my hand!
Draculaura: Where are you two going?
MC: Uhh, we're...
Frankie: We're just, um, going to try the gross-out tasting game. You wouldn't like it. See you later!
Clawdeen: Oh yeah? You don't want to do the pumpkin-toss instead? Catch!
Clawdeen lobs a small pumpkin at Frankie! On instinct, Frankie tries to catch it, but she bobbles it thanks to her missing hand! It falls and smushes on the ground!
Clawdeen: A-ha!
Clawdeen points to Frankie's arm!
Cleo: I knew it! You lost your hand!
Frankie blushes with embarrassment as Draculaura, Clawdeen, and Cleo wait for her to speak up.
Clawdeen: Well? How come you didn't tell us you lost your hand, Frankie?
Draculaura: We could've helped you look for it.
Frankie: Because I didn't want you to see me struggling, okay?
Frankie: I'm trying so hard to balance everything! Between school, fearleading, and friends, it's a total roller coaster. Everyone's having fun, but I'm just barely hanging on for dear life.
Frankie: I wish I could be like you ghouls. You're always so put together... and I'm literally falling apart at the seams.
Clawdeen: You mean... we're why you hid this from us?
Draculaura, Clawdeen, and Cleo share a sad look. You put an arm around Frankie.
MC: That's just it, Frankie... everyone feels that way.
Frankie: That's not true. Look!
Frankie opens her phone and scrolls through her friends' posts.
Frankie: In every picture, they're happy... and relaxed... and confident!
Clawdeen: Yeah, because we want for everyone to see us that way.
Clawdeen: And... it's not always the real deal.
Draculaura: I had a hard time with my tests this week... but I posted a picture today like nothing was wrong. I didn't want anybody to see me struggling either... so I guess... I understand why you didn't want to tell us about your hand.
MC: See? Everyone feels lost and overwhelmed sometimes. Even Cleo.
Cleo: What? Not me!
Clawdeen: Cleo...
Cleo: Okay... maybe, like, once every thousand years or something.
Frankie: It's nice to know I'm not alone... but I still don't know what I'm supposed to do about it.
MC: That's why you have friends, Frankie. To give you a hand up when you fall down.
MC: Er... no pun intended!
Clawdeen: Let's all agree that we'll be real with each other. If something's wrong, we can't be scared to be honest.
Draculaura: That sounds like the scariest thing ever... but I promise.
Cleo: Well, I promise too. Not that I'll need anyone's help ever.
MC: So, Frankie, is there something you want to ask your friends?
Frankie: Will... will you ghouls help me track down my missing hand?
Draculaura: Of course!
MC: What is your hand feeling right now, Frankie? Maybe it will give us another lead.
Frankie: Hm... this is gonna sound weird, but I feel something... fluffy.
Cleo: Fluffy?
Draculaura: Fluffy like stuffed animals!
Clawdeen: Like the stuffed animals they're giving out as prizes?
Cleo: Oh! The prize booth on the other side of the carnival! Follow me, everyone!
You and the Monster High girls sprint across the Halloween carnival and into a large tent full of ticket prizes! Every wall, even the ceiling, are covered with toys, gadgets, and stuffed animals.
You split up, searching the piles of prizes...
Clawdeen: Not finding anything...
Draculaura: Great. A dead end. Think, ghouls! If you were a hand, where would you be?
Cleo: Well, I would be-- Aaah!
Cleo yelps as something drops from the ceiling and falls squarely on her head!
Frankie: My hand! Cleo, you found it!
Cleo: Yes, I saved the day. Now get it off me!
Frankie happily reattaches her hand.
MC: How's it feel to be back together?
Frankie: Great. Because now I can do this.
Frankie pulls all of you into a hug.
Frankie: You were right. This is what it means to have real friends. You don't have to be perfect around them... a friend is someone you can be yourself around, flaws and all.
At Frankie's last word, a burst of light flashes inside Draculaura's purse!
Draculaura: It's Clara's diary!
You and the Monster High girls are in the prize tent at the Halloween carnival, when Clara's diary starts to glow brilliantly!
Frankie: It's Clara! We must have connected with her spirit!
Cleo: How exactly did we do that?
Draculaura: I remember! In her entry about the carnival, she talked about being the mayor's daughter and how that meant she always had to be perfect.
Draculaura: But Cyrus was the first person she could be honest with!
MC: Frankie's words must have reminded her of that!
A ghostly aura swirls around the diary, and a new page materializes out of pure light!
Clawdeen: Look, we got the next missing page! Read it, MC!
(pages + 1)
if pages = 5 then
   Frankie: We finally got it! The last page of the diary! Quick, what does it say?
   The beautiful, golden calligraphy of Clara's phantom hand inscribes its last word. You read the page aloud...
   MC: 'I went to the meadow, just as Cyrus had asked. He was standing there in the middle. He seemed to have been waiting for quite some time. His face lit up when he saw me.'
   MC: 'He stepped toward me, but I told him to stay back. At first, he laughed, thinking I was joking. But then he saw my face, and he grew pale.'
   Clawdeen: Oh no...
   MC: 'I had rehearsed the words over and over in my head, but it was so much harder to say them aloud.'
   MC: 'I told him I didn't want to see him. Not now, not ever. I told him he had ruined my life. He didn't understand. He said he thought I loved him...'
   MC: 'I told him he thought wrong.'
   Draculaura: Clara, no! Drive a stake through my heart, why don't you?
   MC: 'Between his bandages, I saw the tears welling in his eyes. It took every ounce of strength to keep from crying myself.'
   MC: 'He turned away to hide his tears. He looked back at me once more. If he'd held my gaze a moment longer, I wouldn't have been able to bear it...'
   MC: 'But then he fled into the forest. The second he disappeared, I broke down sobbing. Cyrus was gone. But I had saved him from my father. I said what I had to say to save him.'
   MC: 'I will carry this heartbreak for the rest of my life. But at least Cyrus will be safe. He will move on, and forget me, and be happy.'
   MC: 'He WILL be happy... won't he, Diary?'
   MC: ...that's it. That's Clara's last entry.
   Cleo: No wonder Clara and Cyrus's spirits are heartbroken! Cyrus thinks the love of his life never cared for him... and Clara feels guilty for breaking Cyrus's heart!
   Draculaura: But if Cyrus knew Clara always loved him, he wouldn't be so sad!
   Frankie: That's it! Draculaura is right! We just have to show Cyrus the truth! That's the only way we can lift the heartbreak curse!
   MC: But Cyrus is back at your school. Does that mean--
   Frankie: That's right, MC. You're coming with us to Monster High!
   Congratulations! You admitted all the ghouls of Monster High, and together you completed Clara's diary! Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion of this spooky mystery, which you'll unlock for free!
if pages = 4 then
   You hear a young woman's whispers carrying in the air as you read from the diary...
   MC: 'Dear Diary... Cyrus came to my window last night! I don't know how he snuck by the sheriff's deputies! I was so surprised, I nearly alerted them myself with my yelp!'
   MC: 'Cyrus took my hands in his and looked into my eyes. He said he wasn't afraid of my father or any normie.'
   MC: 'He said he loved me, as he's said a thousand times, and he knew I loved him too. And he wasn't about to let prejudice stand in the way of that.'
   Clawdeen: Whoa! Cyrus was so brave!
   Cleo: That's my kind of monster.
   MC: 'He asked me to meet him the next day for another picnic on the meadow... the same meadow where Miss Barbara first saw us together.'
   MC: 'He hugged me, and the floorboards creaked under him. The deputies downstairs shouted, and we heard them run up the steps.'
   Frankie: Oh no! They're going to find Cyrus!
   MC: 'But he had already fled by the time they burst into my room. All that moved were my curtains in the breeze of my open window. It was too close a call.'
   MC: 'That night, as I lay awake, I resolved to meet Cyrus at the meadow as he asked... and I decided exactly what I had to say to him...'
   Draculaura: You can't stop there, MC! Keep going!
   MC: I can't. The last page is still missing.
   Frankie: Then we have to find it! Only one more page until we find out how to help Clara and Cyrus's spirits and save the couples at our schools!
   Fangtastic job! You're only one page away from completing Clara's diary!
   Admit all of the Monster High ghouls, and play each of their special quests to solve the mystery and unlock a free bonus quest!
   And remember, Mattel and Pixelberry have teamed up to donate a portion of each Monster High in-game purchase to the Born This Way Foundation, supporting the wellness of young people and empowering them to create a kinder and braver world!
if pages = 3 then
   Clara's golden handwriting cools on the silver page, and you start to read aloud...
   MC: 'Dear Diary... I had to warn Cyrus. I left two candles burning in my bedroom window. He knew that was the signal to meet at midnight at the old mill...'
   MC: 'I told him everything... about how we had been seen... how my father had ordered the sheriff to double nightly patrols, and triple them at our house...'
   MC: 'And then I told him we couldn't see each other again. For a long moment, he said nothing, but I could see the fear in his eyes.'
   MC: 'Not just the fear of what would happen if we were caught again... but the fear of losing me forever.'
   Draculaura: This is... sniff... the saddest story I've ever heard...
   MC: 'I told him I cared about him too much to put him at risk. He asked me if this is what I really want. And I said yes.'
   MC: 'He kissed my cheek, and then he was gone into the night. I wept there for an hour. I thought it was the last time I would see him...'
   MC: '...until I heard the knock on my window the next night!'
   Clawdeen: ...wait, that's the end of the page? We have to find out what happened next!
   Frankie: There are still two more pages to find! But we're one step closer to solving the mystery and saving romance at both our schools!
   Fangtastic job! You're only two pages away from completing Clara's diary!
   Admit all of the Monster High ghouls, and play each of their special quests to solve the mystery and unlock a free bonus quest!
   And remember, Mattel and Pixelberry have teamed up to donate a portion of each Monster High in-game purchase to the Born This Way Foundation, supporting the wellness of young people and empowering them to create a kinder and braver world!
if pages = 1 or 2
   Your finger traces the glowing golden letters as you read...
   MC: 'Dear Diary... it happened. Father found out about Cyrus. He knows my boyfriend is a monster.'
   MC: 'Miss Barbara saw us picnicking in the meadow and told the entire town.'
   MC: 'Father's face burned red, and he could hardly speak. But he managed to tell me this...'
   MC: '...if Cyrus dared visit me again, it would be the last thing he ever did.'
   Draculaura: Oh no! They were caught!
   Clawdeen: And Papa Mayor is not happy. It's so unfair! Why can't he just be happy for Clara and Cyrus?
   Cleo: Speaking as the daughter of a great ruler, I know what it's like to have... expectations for who I date.
   Frankie: I think we're starting to see how Clara and Cyrus's spirits ended up heartbroken. I wonder what happened next...
   MC: We have to find out if we want to save romance at our schools. We still have three more pages to find!
   Fangtastic job! You're only three pages away from completing Clara's diary!
   Admit all of the Monster High ghouls, and play each of their special quests to solve the mystery and unlock a free bonus quest!
   And remember, Mattel and Pixelberry have teamed up to donate a portion of each Monster High in-game purchase to the Born This Way Foundation, supporting the wellness of young people and empowering them to create a kinder and braver world!