(Robert Walton and the Creature are sitting together in Robert's house, which should have chairs, a tiny table with a tiny table cloth, and a door. Robert is sitting in chairs, and a mannequin/scarecrow with a doctor's coat and wig is sitting in a chair. The Creature is hiding behind the scarecrow.)

ROBERT: (Nervously.) So, Doctor Frankenstein how was your evening last night?

CREATURE: (High pitched voice.) Well enough, I suppose. And yours?

ROBERT: It was good. I went for a walk. What did you do?

CREATURE: I... I... (Bursts into tears. And walks out from behind chair.) I can't do it, Robert! (Cries with head in hands.

ROBERT: (Whispers.) You're ruining our promise of a happy ending, you dummy!

CREATURE: I don't care! I'm so distraught that I can't focus. (Shoves scarecrow off chair and sits in it. Sniffs.) I hardly know what to do.... (Sniffs. Looks up, enraged.) How could you have eaten the last of the barbecue potato chips!

ROBERT: (Sighs.) That's the least of our problems, you fool! Ms. Meese promised to end this story happily if she got five votes and she did (which deep down she is SUPER thankful for), but somehow she has to find out how to bring Victor Frankenstein, who you let die, back to life.

CREATURE: I am sorry about that! I didn't mean for him to die in agony. He just wouldn't stop following me! He was the one trying to kill me!

ROBERT: After you killed his entire family first... erm... what should I call you?

CREATURE: I don't know. My father didn't even name me. And besides, we can bring him back to life. Technically, I'm made out of various parts of dead bodies. (Takes nose off.) How hard can it be to just bring Dad back to life. (Sticks nose back on.)

ROBERT: Considering we have no idea how to do that, I don't know.

CREATURE: (Bursts into tears.) Then what should we do?

ROBERT: (Rubs forehead.) I don't know. And I feel guilty just letting you roam free. You did cause the death of five people. (Silence.) You know, I'm going to call you Monroe.

CREATURE: What?

ROBERT: Because it sounds like monster. Monroe the Monster.

CREATURE: How dare you-

(Knock on the door.)

ROBERT: Maybe it's my sister, come back to the open arms of her lovely, sorrowful brother!

(He practically runs to the door and opens it. There is a blond, tan woman.)

WOMAN: Hello! I'm Elsa Frankenstein. I heard that my father Victor Frankenstein past and that information regarding him and his lasts moments alive could be found here at the house of Mr. Robert Saville?

(Silence. Robert slams the door and runs back.)

ROBERT: It's a girl! A girl actually came to my house. (Looks at the CREATURE) Hide! Hide!

(The Creature dives under the tiny table with a tiny tablecloth. He takes out a comb from his pocket and slicks back his hair. He takes out lip balm and starts back for the door while applying it. Puts it away, straightens his suit, and opens the door.)

Why, hello there! (Silence.)

WOMAN: Hello...?

ROBERT: Come in! (He takes her wrist and pulls her in.) And sit down! (He awkwardly pushes her into a chair.) S-so, you're who again?

WOMAN: ... Elsa Frankenstein...

ROBERT: Splendid and you were here...?

Elsa: ... (Sighs.) Mr. Saville, I'm not here to play games or date you or or put on a cute, black comedy sketch. I'm here to find out the circumstances of my fathers death. I will say that what I heard was a little... ugly and monstrous.

ROBERT: Just what are you implying Miss Frankenstein?

ELSA: I heard that my father may have been murdered or driven to his death by the immoral behavior of his eldest son, whose name was never disclosed.

ROBERT: I believe his name is Monroe.

ELSA: Whatever he is being called now, I would like to find out the involvement he played in my father's death.

ROBERT: Hmmmm... Well, how about this. I think this little plan may be possible, but only one way.

ELSA: What do you mean?

ROBERT: Let's say you and I work out a deal Miss Elsa.

ELSA: Well, if you want to date, that is certainly out of the question.

ROBERT: No, no, Miss Elsa. But I was thinking, perhaps you could bring your father back to life.

ELSA: Excuse me?

(The Creature jumps out from under the table.)

CREATURE: Please tell me you can do it!

ELSA: AAAAAHHHH!

CREATURE: Please bring my father back to life.

ELSA: So you are the Creature I have heard of!

CREATURE: You can bring my father back to life can't you?

ELSA: Wha- why would you think I could do that?

CREATURE: Because you seem to take after our parent more than me...

ELSA: Neither of us are Mr. Frankenstein's biological children! And even if I did bring his body back to life I doubt it would still be him.

ROBERT: Why not?

ELSA: Think about it. You and I both are made of the bodies of the deceased, yet, as far as we know, we have none of the personality traits or memories of the people our minds inhabit. Doctor Frankenstein's body may inhabited by a whole different man. The person we knew as our father is gone forever, Monroe.

CREATURE: (Falls on knees.) Noooooo! Then how are we to keep Ms. Meese's promise?

ELSA: I beg your pardon?

CREATURE: Our boss promised to bring a happy ending to this story...

ELSA: But did she promise to bring Dr. Frankenstein back to life?

(Long awkward silence.)

ROBERT: Um... no actually.

ELSA: Then what's the problem? Can we not have a happy ending some other way?

ROBERT: I suppose we could. Let me see here... (Takes notebook out of pocket and opens it.) No... No... Ah, here it is. Lists of possible happy endings. Get back a mysterious, magical artifact, out... Save the princess, out... A wedding? (Looks at Elsa.)

ELSA: Absolutely not.

ROBERT: Kill the monster?

CREATURE: That's insensitive.

ELSA: I feel like it's the most justifiable and possible of all the things on here though.

ROBERT: Would it be ok if we just incarcerated the monster?

CREATURE: I feel like that wouldn't be a happy ending!

ELSA: It doesn't matter what you think. It matters what the audience thinks. What does the audience think will make a happy ending?

ROBERT: That's a good question... perhaps free virtual snacks?

ELSA: No... We need something extraordinary, fun, and satisfying.

ROBERT: Look, I already held a funeral for your father, buried him with his lab coat, read a eulogy, what more do you want?

ELSA: That's not a happy ending though!

CREATURE: I know! How about this! Let's get a baby unicorn, feed it lots of candy, and ride it into the sunset!

(Silence.)

ROBERT: I'm in favor of that.

(He tosses the notebook behind him.)

ELSA: That is not a satisfactory ending! That's a lazy cop out being used by a pathetic excuse of a writer who can't think of anything better!

(The Creature and Robert start to head out.)

CREATURE: Well, you can't expect me to start acting responsible now, can you?

ROBERT: Yeah, it's a bit late for that now. Nice knowing you, Elsa!

(The Creature and Robert exit.)

ELSA: That was the most ridiculous thing I ever witnessed.

(She gets up and walks over to the notebook. She opens it.)

ELSA: (She flips through the notebook.) Oh! My father's scientific notes!

(Stage darkens.)

VICTOR: (Offstage.) And they lived happily ever after until the unicorn dumped them for a centaur, Elsa living in prosperity by using the notes I left her. The End!

A/N: Thanks to all the wonderful people that liked the original Frankenstein parody! I hope the sequel was satisfying at least to a degree. Going to make sure I don't promise something like that again. ;D