A Halloween Tale

Today, with me humbly writing me into the part of the Shopkeeper, bring you this, "A Halloween Tale" 

What will they think up next? This was precisely the question that came to mind when I saw the advertisement for the Magic Castle.

On the commercial that has been playing on the local television stations there was what looked like a werewolf playing a brass flute. The tune I believe was "Here comes the bride". This, as we all know, would be a rather strange tune for a hairy beast to be playing on a public street in the middle of the afternoon, but this is the season for "All Saints Day" and stranger things have been known to happen. I remember a time in my childhood where there was a man riding a horse who had no head.

The werewolf playing the flute was only the start of the parade of motley characters. It seemed that all of the storybook monsters where playing a musical instrument. Dracula was playing the bagpipes. Frankenstein and his wife were playing a xylophone and symbols respectfully. The Hunchback of Notre Dame was playing the flute.
The infamous Mummy was carefully putting his lips to a trumpet.

This was definitely a parade that won't soon be topped, not even by the bizarre creatures in New Orleans during a celebration called Mardi Gra. These fabled monsters actually made up a rather good marching band, they could probably rival some of the bigger high school or even college bands, providing they didn't scare off easily.

Now I think it is time to mention the reason for this celebration, the magic castle, and the parade. You see an author, probably of Stories.Com fame, with nothing better to do then write a story from a prompt found in "The Writer's Cramp" , has decided to breathe life back into the likes of Frankenstein, Mummy, Count Dracula, Werewolf, and last but not least, the Bride of Frankenstein.

This is Shopkeeper Steve and I hope you enjoyed my little story...lol