
The day began like any other, with Baby Girl making some noise in her crib to let Mama and Daddy know that it was time to get up. Breakfast was johnny cakes and bananas, and the johnny cakes went over a little better than the sliced bananas did. When you are a Little Monster, it's often much more interesting to smash your cubed bananas into a viscous paste that it is to eat them. After all, don't smashed bananas look better in your hair, eyebrows, and nose than they do in your mouth? Wee Goblin definitely thinks so.
Miss Fuss didn't have any big plans on the day other than errands, so she spent a quiet portion of the morning playing with toys and helping Mickey Mouse solve Clarabelle's problems on
Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
But then the strangest thing happened.

The sun went dark and clouds crept across the sky. Heavy mists roiled up from the gardens. People ran inside their homes, shuttering their windows and locking their doors. A terrifying grunting and howling streaked across the countryside... because Baby Girl had turned into a
werewolf!
Seriously, what is it with this Little Monster? Right alongside all of the coos and giggles come the terrifying roars, fiendish squeals, and savage howls. The best is when they come with a look of grim determination, like she can
feel the curse of lycanthropy working.
It definitely doesn't run on Daddy's side of the family. Well, actually, it probably does.
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