Friday night frights - CLAWD WOLF PT 1
Plot; When Clawd, Gill and Deuce are injured in the Skulltimate Roller maze championships, and Heath, Manny and every other guy at monster high refuse to play, the Ghouls decide that they aren’t needed and formed an all girls group, hoping to cheer up Clawd and get their school spirit back. Marcel Dracula, Joins the Ghouls seeing as he was the only guy that didn’t refuse and he wanted to support Draculaura, His adoptive sister. Marcel was already one of monster highs Star SKRM players so to cheer up his wolfy boyfriend, he’d do anything…even if he’s secretly injured.
Character; Clawd wolf X Male!oc
Request open! I take x readers of any gender, and I don’t usually write canon x canon, but I will! And I also don’t do oc request unless I’m feeling it!
Marcel Dracula marched down the halls of monster High, opening his locker and taking out the necessary books for his monster history class. He sighed dramatically when he realised a certain someone had put his messenger bag at the top of his locker, the Seventeen hundred year old being shorter then most of his vampire classmates, getting it from his human mothers side.
Marcel used his vampire powers, floating up five inches and grabbing his bag, landing gracefully and closing his locker, coming face to face with his sister.
“Walk with me to class?” Draculaura asked, tilting her head and holding her arm out for her adoptive brother.
“Don’t I always?” Marcel Chuckled, linking their arms and the two made their way to monster history. Draculaura was telling him how Clawdeen, her girlfriend, had gotten her a new make-up kit that fitted her perfectly. Marcel listened intently, keeping his eyes on his sister as she spoke, letting her manoeuvre them through the crowds of students.
“It’s seriously amazing, Clawdeen is so thoughtful.” Draculaura sighed dreamingly as she and Marcel got closer to Monster history. “There’s also an amazing eyeliner that you can have, I still have my last one.” Draculaura smiled at her older brother.
“Thank you.” Marcel grinned as he held open the door to their class, leaning against it to keep it open as a few more students entered behind him and his sister. He smiled at the students, heart shaped fangs flashing. Once the last of the students filed in, Marcel helped Draculaura down the stairs with one hand, both of their books in the other. When Draculaura got to her seat, he handed her books back before making his way to his own seat which was just in front of hers.
The raven haired boy set up his desk, setting his books in a neat pile, three pencils next to it along with a sharpener and two rubbers, he’s also had extras in his bag just in case. Marcel decided to scroll on his I-Coffin as he waited for class to start, his head leaning back against his sisters desk as she sketched out designs.
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Marcel yawned as he stretched dramatically, finally making it out of the boring class, resting his arm on Draculaura’s shoulder as they made their way to the Creepeteria.
“I’ll see you in science.” Marcel smiled, waving at his sister as he made his way to the steak, knowing for a fact she’d refuse to even sit two chairs away from him. The vampire quickly got his lunch and made his way to His usual table, which had Clawd, Heath, Deuce and Gill. Marcel rested his hand on Clawds head, ruffling his hair as he sat next to the werewolf.
“Hello, boys.” He grinned, sticking a straw in his pouch of Apple Blood and taking a sip.
“Yo, Marcel!” Deuce grinned, fist bumping the Vampire.
“Hey, fang-dude.” Heath Laughed, reaching over to steal the red eyed boys cookie, only for his hand to be slapped away.
“Marcel.” Gill smiled, high-fiving the seventeen hundred year old.
“Marc.” Clawd smiled, kissing the boys cheek.
“What are we talking about?” The vampire asked, tilting his head.
“Just discussing the season of SKRM, we’re running practice after lessons.” Clawd smiled before taking a bite of his own steak.
“Ah, I’ll make sure to get my skates fixed before the games start then.” Marcel smiled.
“Fixed?” Clawd asked, tilting his head as he chewed.
“Yeah, the wheels are loose and…” Marcel paused, nervously chuckling. “They’re kinda falling apart.” The boys stopped what they were doing and stared at him. “I’ll get new ones before the games start, I swear, I’m just gonna have to practice with my old ones for now.” He rubbed the back of his head with a nervous grin.
“There’s no way I’m letting you practice on some busted Skates.” Clawd refused with a shake of his head. “You can borrow my spares.”
“Clawd, baby, I love you and i love that you care for my safety but we both know a pair of your skates won’t fit me.” Marcel chuckled, rubbing the werewolf’s ear, the wolf distractedly tapped his foot, leaning his head further towards Marcel before shaking his head, blinking and glaring playfully at the vampire.
“Aren’t you the same size as Draculaura? I’m sure she’ll have a pair of skates.” Clawd suggested.
“She has two pairs actually…yeah, alright, I’ll see if I can burrow one of her pairs…also, I don’t know if I should be insulted or not that you just compared my size to my younger sister who is like…4’11.“ Marcel raised a brow, staring as Clawd began to splutter. “I’m kidding.” He laughed, ruffling the world hair.
“You just have an adorably small shoe size.” Clawd grinned, wincing as he got a gentle slap in the head.
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A month of practice and they’re now in the Championships, they were playing against the Gargoyles. Marcel dodged the flames, speeding up as he passed a gargoyle with quite long hair. Coming upon the bridge, jumping over a kraken tentacle, sliding under another. In came things that Marcel described as ‘rolling pins with spikes.’ Which he flew straight over. Marcel was just behind clawd and a gargoyle team member. Marcel watched in concern as the gargoyle growled, and shouted something to his teammates that he couldn’t understand. Grabbing what Marcel assumed was one of the cameras.
Marcel stumbled as deuce’s lasers turned the bat camera into stone, which the gargoyle threw at Gil, who dodged, only for it to come back like a boomerang, slashing at Gil’s skates. Gil fell back, taking deuce with him.
Heath and manny dropped in. Marcel was still behind clawd and the Gargoyle with blue hair, he watched as they shoved each other, resulting in the gargoyle on the ground. Marcel let out a cackle, only for it to turn into a scream as the gargoyle grabbed his ankle pulling the poor vampire boy down to the ground. His eyes glowed red as his head hit the cement, his ankle felt odd and he felt as if he was going to pass out, he didn’t even notice to two gargoyles come and help the blue haired one up. It was only until manny and Heath did the same that he realised his ankle was sprained, but he knew he couldn’t let monster high down, so he did what he usually does, he ignored the pain and kept skating.
Soon enough they were headed down the final tunnel, the captain of the gargoyles suddenly turned around and flashed a red cape at manny, causing him to go berserk, and charge at it, only to run straight into Heath. The two fell to the ground, only for a player from the gargoyles to trip over them also.
Clawd and the gargoyle captain were in the lead, Marcel could hear the cheering of his sister, and he knew they were going to win…that was until clawds wheels somehow came off of his skates, the wolf flew through the air, and Marcels own skates rolled over clawds wheel, falling flat on his face as he heard the gargoyles cheer over their winning.
Marcel walked beside clawd, who was being pulled away on a stretcher, glaring at the gargoyles who held the monster high crest with smug smiles.
•
The school was literally falling apart and everyone was miserable, Marcel could barely smile. Until he saw clawd, only for it to drop immediately, he glanced at the cone clawd had around his neck, along with the crutches and cast on his leg.
“Oh, clawd.” Marcel sighed. “The doctor said I’ll be in a cast for six weeks.” Clawd stated sadly.
“Well, that means Marcel Can stop worrying about you being sent to that farm they sent your grandmother to.” Draculaura revealed, causing her brother to send her an embarrassed look.
“I just can’t believe we lost.” Clawd sulked, “I let everybody down.”
“No, it was my fault, If I had watched were I was going, I could’ve won the game.” Marcel stated, patting clawds head.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, it was just one game, right?” Frankie tried to console them. “I mean, seriously, what’s wrong with everybody? It’s like a morgue in here, and not in a good way.”
“They took our crest, Frankie!” Clawd snapped unintentionally. “Our school spirit!”
“Soo, we’ll get it back when we play them again.” Frankie stated. “No biggie!”
“How?” Clawd growled. “We only have two healthy players!” He referred to Marcel and Heath, as manny had broke his arm. “Forget it!” Clawd lashed out, “there will be no more Skultimate roller maze this year! I am officially cancelling the season!” The whole hall gasped, including Marcel.
“Clawd, at least think about it! We can still do this-“
“No! It’s official. There will be no more SKRM this year.”
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I’m actually so inlove with this! Please send in some monster high request also! I’ve been rewatching the movies and I’m absolutely obsessed again and really want to write more Clawd and Deuce!