Hotel Transylvania

Dracula walked along, handing out a stack of red envelopes.

"No humans have set foot here since 1898—the safest vacation spot around. Please take a program. I carefully planned lots of exciting activities. Tomorrow is my daughter's birthday celebration!"

Dracula walked up to Yake and said, "Oh, my friend, Mr. Yake the alien, welcome. And this is..."

"My girlfriend, May. This is her nephew, Peter."

"Oh, he's so cute. And your girlfriend is very beautiful."

Dracula handed each of them a red envelope, then whispered in Yake's ear, "I told them you're a chainsaw killer. You know, your appearance looks rather... human."

Yake nodded. "It's fine, I understand. How is Mavis?"

"She couldn't be better. Be sure to attend her birthday party on time tomorrow."

"Of course. Go on, get busy!"

Just then, the hotel doors opened, and wolf pups flooded in like a locust swarm. Yake's mouth fell open. Not someone to mess with—whose kids were these? Their fertility was enviable.

Wayne the werewolf entered with his heavily pregnant wife, Wanda.

"Brats, quiet down. Stop causing trouble for your parents all the time."

Dracula happily embraced Wayne. Compared to Yake, whom he had only recently met, Wayne was an old friend.

"My god, this place..."

"It's so weird!" "It's so fun!"

May and Peter had different opinions. May still found it hard to accept, but Peter was already having the time of his life with a wolf pup.

"May, don't worry. They're all nice people. Just think of it as a weird-themed resort hotel. It has its own unique charm!"

Yake kissed May on the forehead, then turned to Peter. "Peter, play here for now. We'll go check out our room first."

"No problem. Don't worry about me. I'll wait for you here!"

Without even looking back, Peter ran