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HHHHUSSSBAAANNNT!!!!

I AM BOOBY GHOUL,
LIVE IN STAGNANT POOL.
GNAW CADAVERS,
DROOL AND SLAVER

MY GUT VRIEND MAGMARET, VHELCOM. ZISS IS HHUSBANT, AND ZISS IS MUZZER IN LAW.

VUN MORE SPONGE, ZHEN IT IS TIME FOR HHHHHUSBANT SCRUBBING!!!!

HHHHHHHUSSSSSBANNT!!!!

IS OK. HE HAVE ZEVERAL MORE VHERE ZAT SSSET CAME FROM. I KEEP ZEM IN CAGE, AND FEED THEM ON OATS

*Creates a mirror image of Bloodfang and orders it to fight the original.*

Lashcastrakaa, could you please keep your pet under control?!

ACH, HE ISS YUST BEINK PLAYFUL!

VHAT DO YOU WOLUNTEER FOR, HHHUSBANT!?

HHHUSBANT! IN ZER BUCKET! IN ZER BUCKET!!

HHHUSBANT! DESIST!!

VHERE IS HHHUSBANT?! PRODUCE HIM IMMEDIATELY! HHHE MUST WIGOROUSLY PERFORM HHHIS MARITAL DUTIES FORTHVITH OR YOU SHALL ALL SUFFER!!

Who knows? It's anyone's guess really?

Either way, Jumanji ain't telling.

And do what you want to Comte de Malodor.

It'll help make the rest of us feel better.

No. Do not do vhat you vant to hhhusbant.

Do vhat *I* vant to hhhhusbant.

BECAUSE I LUFF YOU TOO MUCH, HHHUSBANT!!!

VVVHAT IS ZISS? VHY DO YOU TVINE ARRROUND ZOSE PARTSSS OF MY HHHUSBANT ZHAT ISS MY PERSONAL PROPERTY, YOU OPHIDIAN HHUSSY?!

WHHHOOO DOES PUNCH MY HHHUSBANT?!

HHHUSBANT, NOT GOOD ENOUGH! TRY HARDER!!!

YYYYOU!!! PREPARE FOR BATTLE!

WHHHO ISS LAUDANUM?!

I DO NOT SINK THAT HE VILL.

HHHUSBANT! BE SILENT!

*A dimensional rift opens up and Dedrick steps out of it looking totally unamused.*

Don't you remember what Count Reiner Heydrich (aka the headmaster!) told us?

*Dusts self down to get rid of all the remaining rift particles.*

We're not allowed to attack/kill the students or eachother!

*Points to Comte de Malodor.*

The exception being him, we can all hurt Comte de Malodor as much as we like.

NO. WRRONG. I CAN. MUZZER-IN-LAW CAN. YOU CANNOT. YOU HURT HHHUSSBANT, I HURT YOU. MUCH.

HHHUSSSBANNNTTT!!!!

HHHHUSBANNNTTT!!!!

IMPUDENT VORM! IDIOT! NOW VHERE VILL ALL MY LIDDLE CAMBIONS COME FROM?

*Casts 'reverse vasectomy', a spell whose material component is an equally large and cruelly serrated scimitar...*

End of existence vas last veek, useless man. You are LATE.

YA. VE HAF PAINTED ONE ANOTHER'S TALONS IN VHAT VE HOPE ARE FLATTERING NEW SHADES, CONSUMED BRIGHTLY COLOURED SUGARY INTOXICANTS AND NOW VATCH FILM ABOUT DIRT ZAT DANCES. SUCH FUN!

VHAT DO YOU DO VIT ZE SHOOTINGS OF MY LIDDLE ZQUINKYDINOPOOS?!

ACH! VHAT BALLS! CLAMPSS! CLAMPSS! BALL CLAMPSS! I MUST HEF BALL CLAMPSS NOW! FETCH ME BALL CLAMPSS!!! ZIS MINUTE!!

GRAH! HA! HA! IS RRRIB-TEECKLER! I SEE YOUR RRRIBS (AND SPINE. AND PELVIS) AND I TEECKLE. TEECKLE-EECKLE-EECKLE!!!

VHATEVER ZHEY ARE, ZHEY VILL SKVIRM IN AGONY BENEAS MY BARBED ADAMANTINE STILETTO HEELS!!!!

HHHUSBANT! FETCH ME ZE VISCERA OF A THOUSANT SUCCUBI TO ADORN THE VALLS OF MY ZITADEL!

VHERE ISS MY HHHUSBANT?! BRINK HIM TO ME!!!!