Main Street (Aura of the Moon)

Ashley: Your system of rules is more broken than the Sphinx's nose.
Ashley casts a spell to repair her newspaper and keeps reading it.

Reaper: Unlike you witches, we Reapers have the authority to use spells in the Earth realm, as long as we cover our tracks.

Ashley: You made those rules to make you seem better than everyone else.

Max: I fought the Boogieman in a 1-on-1 combat, and won.

Sam: What were you doing before the howling?

Nathaniel: Ugh, I was about to help my big brother.

...

Reaper: That's because we are better than everyone else.

Ashley: No, you're really not. You're just a bunch of cowards hiding behind made-up rules, using them to try and make everyone believe that you're the ultimate authority.

Reaper: That's because we're trying to protect the Magical Realm from those who might use us for their own gain, and people like you only make our job that more difficult.

Ashley: What you're trying to do is prevent anyone who's a magical creature, except you, from existing. What you're trying to do is prevent anyone, except you, from casting any type of magic. You're not protectors of the magic realm. You're Nazis, and you think everyone else isn't the master race and therefore should be destroyed.

Sam: I'm assuming that this has something to do with brotherly love. But one question. Where is your brother?

Max: He's sure not in one of the rooms! Even his and your's!

Nathaniel: I-I don't know. Please, just leave.

...

Reaper: Fine then, let's just see how well the Magical realm does once the Earth realm has found out the truth.

The Reaper jumps up and disappears.

Ashley continues reading her newspaper.

Sam: Alright. See you later, gator.

Max: If you see anything suspicious, we're on the job! *leaves the the house with Sam.*

Sam: Something's up with the howling Max, and I don't like it one bit.

Max: I bet he's looking for garbage like any other wolf.

Sam: No, you're thinking of raccoons.

Nathaniel closes the door and sighs.

Nathaniel: What a bunch of freaks...

Suddenly, Lady starts to wiggle out of Nathaniel's hand and runs into the living room.

Nathaniel: Lady! *Thinking: What the hell is going on with everybody here!?*

OOC: Say, how do people lure werewolves with?

OOC: Use some one as bait and have them stand by themselves.

IC:

Nathaniel hears a sudden, low pitched growling.

Sam: The only way to lure the werewolf is to use one of us as bait.

Max: OOH! PICK ME! ME! OOH!!

*Sam and Max are in the forest.*

Sam: Now just wait for it...

Nathaniel slowly turns his head to the right and looks into the computer room. He sees a pair of yellow, glowing eyes staring back at him. He falls down in fear and starts to back away from the large, hairy figure now making it's way to him. The werewolf growls and licks it's muzzle. Nathaniel looks up and is in such a state of fear that he can't yell for help.

Sam: Well that didn't help. *returns to the neighborhood with Max*

Max: Looks like this case is getting harder than we thought, Sam.

Sam: We better talk to that guy again. We need to ask him how to lure any wolves with something else. *enters Nathan's and Joshua's house again with Max.*

Max: Lucy, we're home!!

Sam: It's the Freelance Police again here to ask you one more question before we REALLY leave..... Gee, did you hear something Max?

Max: It's like the howling, but with the growling.

Sam: Growling? SWEET SUFFERIN' SLOTHS THAT GOT A HUNGOVER!! The wolf is in here!! *uses Max as a sound detector.* Better use you as the detector, little buddy.

Max: Colder.

*Sam moves to Joshua's door.*

Max: Nope. Colder.

*Sam moves over to attic.*

Max: Don't think so, but you're getting warmer!

*Finally, Sam goes to the computer room.*

Max: NOW IT'S BURNIN' HOT, SAM! Look!!!

Sam: *pulls out his gun and points at the werewolf and shoots him in the arm.*

The werewolf howls in pain and lashes out at Sam and Max, knocking them out. Nathaniel runs past the action and into the closet underneath the stairs. He starts to rummage through the junk and manages to find his old baseball bat.

Nathaniel: This should do it.

The werewolf walks over to the closet door and starts clawing at it.

*Sam and Max gets up.*

Sam: Oi.... Ya know, I feel something, but it went off. Maybe I'm already part of the wolf species or something.... In fact, I didn't transform into one of them.

*Max gets up, but as a werebunny. *

Max: What?

Sam: *snickers and laughs* Look at you! You're extremely fuzzy!!

Max: WHAT THE HELL DID THAT WOLF DID TO ME?! *looks at the mirror*

*Max screams very loud, the whole topic could hear it.*

Sam: We gotta stop that werewolf from hurting that civilian!!

Max: Good. Maybe I'll have to use my wererabbity claws on his face.

*Sam and Max heads downstairs and confronts the werewolf.*

Sam: There's that damn wolfman. Sick'em little buddy!!

*Wererabbit Max Howls like a wolf and mauls the werewolf.*

The werewolf grabs Werebunny Max by his head and throws him into the living room. Nathaniel kicks the closet door open and bashes the werewolf upside the head. The werewolf ypies and growls at Nathaniel. Nathaniel readies to swing his bat again, but realizes that the bat is broken from when he hit the werewolf. He smiles and runs out of the house. The werewolf chases after him.

Ashley puts down her newspaper to watch.

Nathaniel runs into the forest, which leads into the park. The werewolf is hot on his trail.

Ashley, having nothing better to do, follows at a safe distance.

Sam: Max! Are you alright?

Max: I should've shove my claws right up his eyes and break his nose for hurting a werebunny.

Sam: Come on! We gotta save him!! *whistles*

*The DeSoto comes as Sam and Max gets on. They drive off to the forest and is on pursuit on the werewolf.*

Sam: *pulls out his gun.* I'm fixing him for good. *shoots the werewolf in the legs.*

Max: DIRECT HIT!