Monster High Figurine Collection Diary Entires

The magazines included in the Monster High Figurine Collection contain a short diary entry, describing an event in a certain character's life, and a piece of artwork depicting that event.

Clawdeen Wolf
The Pack at Black Lake

Clawdia, Clawd, Howleen and I couldn’t stop fighting for days. We kept howling like wolves at each other about mere nothings, and of course, what had to happen happened: Dad suddenly appeared with a meaningful glare and threatened that, if he heard one last howl, he’d give us so many chores to do that centuries wouldn’t be enough. We went piteously back to our rooms in silence. The next morning, mum and dad woke us up at dawn and told us to hop in the car in two shakes of a wolf’s tail. We saw there was luggage but we had no idea where we were heading until we got there. And what a surprise! We saw a well-known landscape: Black Lake! It had been such a long time since we last spent a few days there… And it had been clawsome! Of course, we stopped bickering…

Draculaura
On the Catacombs Train

Today was the last part of my trip from Transylvania to the place where my dad is building our new home. He wanted me to see it for myself, even if the house (which is actually a little caslte) will still need a few years before it’s finished. Because of the bad weather, I couldn’t fly to dad and I had to take the train. The conductor told me that, if I wanted to board the train, I would have to share a compartment with other monsters. The said monsters happened to be three young werewolves. I was a bit tense at first, because werewolves and vampires don’t really have a happy history, but I decided to fang up and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Draculaura and I’m going to be travelling with you for a while.” The youngest of the three had already fallen asleep, chewing on her dolly, the eldest was a boy who barely looked up for his video game, and the middle one was reading a fashion magazine. She didn’t answer me but scooted over to make room for me. I sat next to her and she said : “Nice shoes. Last year’s collection?” She added that her name was Clawdeen. “That’s my big brother Clawd and this is my little sister Howleen.” She then said she was 11 years old in wolf years, which is a hundred in vampire years. I don’t think it was true, but she was so wildly cute that I just smiled and nodded. I was sad when they had to leave the train. We exchanged our post adresses and promised to write each other. I think we’ll be scarrific friends one day.

Frankie Stein
A Monsterrific Buffet

One of the scariest things when you’re just a few days old like I am is catching up on everything the other monsters already know. Luckily, my ghoulfirends are here to help. My favourite subject : food. A good thing Clawdeen and Draculaura took me to this restaurant with a monsterrific buffet where you can taste about any dish. Here are the specialties I likes best (gorelicious!) and worst (clawful): Macaroni and Screams - gorelicious and zen at the same time! Crizza - dreadfully tasty and so many choices! Ice Scream - gorelicious and goreliciouser! If I had started with it, I wouldn’t have tried anything else! Brussel Sprouts : clawful! I’ll never have them again, That’s for sure! Shivers and Onions - scarily clawful! Draculaura and Clawdeen had warned me. Cucumber salad with scream - Gorelicious! So light and refreshing. I’d love to try it at home, but I need to learn how to cook irst. Scarrots - gorelicious! Nice crunchy orange taste! Yummy…

Rochelle Goyle
A Path of Petals

Today I was finishing my packing for my trip to Monster High when someone knocked on my door. I went downstairs to open but there was no monster on sight, just an enveloppe left on the doorstep. Since my name was on it, I opened it and found a rose petal and a note saying “Follow me”. I then noticed a path of petals starting from my door. Such a mystery! What could I do other that following that trail? Luckily there was no wind and the petals didn’t fly away. I followed them through the paved streets and winding lanes of Scaris and they led me to a door with a rosebud-shaped doorknocker. I knocked and the door creaked open. I pushed it carefully and saw that the trail of rose petals went on along a long corridor and turned on the corner. Of course I understood it was Garrot, because I saw him above me, making sure I had followed the path. He is very romantic, but he likes to keep his secrets! Since I didn’t want to spoil his surprise, I kept following the petals that lead to a double door. I opened it and found myself standing in a large room that was completely empty except for a mannequin wearing the prettiest dress I had ever seen. Behind me, Garrot’s voice said : “I made it for your trip to Monster High. I hope you like it.” Like it? I’m not wearing anything else until I die.

Cleo de Nile
Romantic Dinner

Everytime I think I know everything about Deuce he finds a new way to surprise me. Tonight, he invited me to what he called a new fashionable restaurant, so exclusive that even I had never heard about it. Deuce asked me to meet him at his place, which I found odd since he doesn’t have a driving licence. When the limo dropped me off, I noticed candles along the path and on the steps to his front door. The most exquisite smells were coming out of the house and Deuce’s mother opened the door even before I had time to knock. “Welcome to Chez Gorgon, mademoiselle De Nile, let me lead you to your table.” Completely stunned, I followed her without a question to a table for two lit by a few candles, where she pulled a chair for me. “The chef won’t be long, he asked for the honor of waiting on you tonight.” I was recollecting myself when Deuce came out of the kitchen with tapas on a silver plate. “Oh! My! Râ! Deuce!” I said “You did all that?” He just nodded and I could tell he was nervous, but he didn’t need to be : everything was delicious! Four courses later, we were sitting in the garden to another candle-lit table, sipping a coffincino and sharing the dessert. People are always asking me what I find in Deuce; but I simply answer : “Everything!

Skelita Calaveras
Candy Skulls with Grand-Ma

My grand-mother and I are very much alike. Both artists, we like music, dancing, fashion, our family and… we can’t sleep on the night before the day of the dead. It’s so exciting! A very important date for the Calaveras cla : the celebration must be as spectacular as possible. The morning of the event has always been a special moment for my grand mother and me. We get up at dawn et start on our secret recipe, we make the scary sweet suger skulls we will savour together and decorate tombs with. This year, everything started as usual. I snuck into the kitchen where, as I expected, my grand-mother was already mixing the sugar. But I was surprised to find my little brother was up too, messing up Abuela’s (”Granny’s” in spanish) delicate preparations, making enough noise to raise the dead! I was disappointed at first, and then angry! He was ruining our special moment. I was about to tell him off. But something stopped me. I noticed that Abuela, despite the noise and the mess, was still smiling. I suddenly realised that our tradition wasn’t just mine and my grand-mother, but meant to be shared! I hugged my grand-mother and my little brother strongly enough to crack some bones and joined them to finish the recipe. When the rest of the family came down, they were amazed by how many skulls we had made!

Lagoona Blue
Exchange Students Integration Day

I had to convince my father to let me go Monster High’s Integration Day. He wasn’t too happy because he wanted me to attend a school closer to home. But I wanted to start surfing the waves on my own, and Integration Day seemed to be the beast place to start. The school has such a scaryfying history! In the just an hour, I met more different monsters than during my whole life. And… Oh! My! Ghoul! The swimming pool! It was so clawsome I had to refrain myself to take a dive this instant. My excitement bubbles got me the attention of a tall manster who happened to be the captain of the Swim Team. He told me a lot of fabulously interesting things - like for example that the swimming pool is so deep that the bottom was never completely explored. Of course, he invited me to join the Swim Team. I told him that a whole school of scorpion fish wouldn’t keep me from doing that. Just after the visit, I went straight to the clubs and teams sing-up table. I should have known there wouldn’t only be aquatic monsters on the the Swim Team - I still was surprised to find ogres, zombies, and even a werecat! I was just writing my name on the form when a manster with flaming hair walked up to me. “Hey there beautiful” he said with fire. I was so touched that I didn’t say a word when he snatched the form from my fins to take a look at it. “Lagoona Blue. Good, now I know the name of the ghoul who sparks an eternal flame in my heart!” And suddenly, the form burst into flames. The captain of the swim team looked annoyed and shooed the manster away before he could try another one of his pick-up lines on me. I’m a hundred percent sure Monster High is the right place for me, but I think I won’t mention this episode to Dad when I tell him about my first day!

Abbey Bominable
The Cave of Memories

The best day of my life? The day our big chief invited me to the cave of memories to draw my story. Until today, this story was only known to my family. It’s a childhood memory. One day, I took a baby dragon home to make it my pet. How surprised we were when, a few hours later, it’s very big mama came to get it! We were more scared than hurt, but still, what a thrill! I drew this story on my bedroom wall. Today, I’m invited to sketch it on the walls of the venerable cave of memories. Such an honor! My whole family is invited to the ceremony, and even friends. Principal Bloodgood came if the way from the “down world”. After the feast, wearing a beautiful dress lined with angora mammoth fur, I step into the cave alone. My spot is marked. Now to draw my legend. I’m nervous, where do I start?

Venus McFlytrap
A Concert to Remember

I was so thrilled to go see Catty Noir on stage that I left the house early for once. When I realized I had gotten there early enough to have a good spot right in front of the stage I almost popped my blossoms. Of course I rooted myself there and waited for the concert to begin while chatting with my neighbour, a horrible harpy who happened to be scary nice. Then the concert started and I screamed and danced like nobody was watching, letting the rythm take hold of me. But some big mansters started to fight their way through the crowd to get in front. I didn’t realized what was happening but saw the harpy being knoxked over to the ground. Without thinking, I screamed “STOP” at the top of my lungs, and at the same moment - not on purpose, I swear - I released my persuasion pollen and… Catty Noir, who was standing on stage a few feet away from me, froze. Luckily the mansters were so surpised they stopped on their tracks too. I took the chance and helped the harpy up her feet. She wasn’t hurt, just a little shaken. The pollens cleared away and the concert started again as if nothing had happened. The crowd was strangely calm and the concert went on without a hitch. But after Catty had left the stage, I was stunned when a security manster tapped my shoulder and said “Miss Noir would like to talk to you in private”. I was about to sream, terrified that she would ban me from all further concerts or something like that. He took me to the werecat of pop herself. She hugged me and thanked me for being there at the right moment. And here I was thinking she’d be mad at me! No, she was just glad nobody had gotten hurt. She signed my iCoffin and even gave me enough concert tickets for all of my ghoulfriends to go to her next concert. I was blooming with joy. I’d never have thought a star like Catty would thank me for using my powers on her - maybe they’re not so dangerous after all?

Robecca Steam
My Birthday

“Hello Robecca Steam, welcome to the world”. Bless my boilers, it was a truly awesome day. Maybe it being my first time added to the excitement. I don’t know where to begin to describe this feeling of… existence. Feeling steam streaming through my veins,  cogs turning, pistons pumping, my father holding out his hand to help me through my first steps… It’s indescribable. I’m alive, and the feeling is wonderful. Father leads me to a mirror and I can see myself for the first time. I’m beautiful and spooky too, my skin is shiny and adorable nails and keeping me together. He then gives me incredible boots with built-in rockets. They fit me perfecty. Father then leads me out of the workshop, for my first meeting with the sky and the sun. The coulours, the noises of the outside world all induce a strange vibration inside of me, that suddenly comes out as an inarticulated noise Father calls “laughter”. I leap in the air, rockets aflame, and I soar like a free spirit, higher, higher, until my laughter bursts again like the sun rays. I’M ALIVE!

Deuce Gorgon
Ready for the new Scare-mester

I’m really not a model student, but I need to ask my dead languages teacher if there’s a word to say “really weird” and “terribly clawsome” at the same time, because this is exactly how I’m feeling lately. See, when I started at Monster High a week ago, I was ready to face the stares of other students. Mom always said it’s not unusual for gorgons to be met coldly by other creatures - when you can petrify someone with a single glance, they tend to avoid you like the plague. Today for example. I had planned to hang at the Mawl with some friends, mostly members of the casketball team. I took my skateboard and skated to the food court where I saw the mansters at once. Obviously, you notice a minotaure, a werewolf, a fire elemental and a lake monster from a distance! They had already ordered pizza and Clawd waved towards me to join them. I took a chair and was about to sit down when I heard “That seat’s taken!” behind me. I jumped up - and there was Invisi-Billy, sitting on my chair, visible and grinning like a jack’o’lantern. The other laughed and I felt a little silly until Gil explained to me that Billy had gotten there first and played the same trick to every one. Even Manny sat on him, and Heath almost triggered the fire alarm when he flamed up in surprise. It made me feel more relaxed and I started joking with them, like any other monster, swallowing rank cheese and grilled beef while talking about training schedules. It was really… clawsome. Weirley clawsome (seriously, they need a word for that). I was expecting things to be complicated, but until now, Monster High is turining out pretty good. Even remarks like “Nice glasses” were sincere. Clawd is already talking about getting me in the Scream Team, and I think I could even take Home Ick without being teased for it. If I’d known highshool was going to be so ferouciously clawsome, I wouldn’t have worried to much. This year is going to rock!

Spectra Vondergeist
Haunted Goodbyes

Things to do before leaving the ghost world: 1. Enjoy every moment left with my dear Kiyomi. 2. Pretend I don’t know anything about about the not-such-a-surpise farewell party River is organizing for me. 3. Check two, three or even four times that I have everyone’s address, so I can keep sending them the Ghostly Gossip. 4. Chain myself to the bell tower and refuse to leave. Okay… Kiyomi just read my list and told me to strike that last part. It’s not only unlikely to work, she also said it was a bit too dramatic, even for me. None of my friends know how nervous I am about leaving the ghost world for the solid world, but Kiyomi knew at once, as always. She and I have already check the first point of my list - since I’ve learnt that I was leaving, we’ve been inseparable, which will only make leaving more difficult. I wish I could be sure everything is going to work out; as easy as it is for us to stand out here, over there, we tend to fade into the background. But as Kiyomi is reapeating, it might not be an entirely bad thing. My new school, Monster High, is sure to be full of scandals and dramas. With so many kinds of monsters gathered in the same place, how could it be any different? I can’t wait to dig up a few of these scaryfying stories about my classmates and teachers - maybe I can even become famous as a ghost writer! That won’t make me feel better about leaving my home and friends, but at least I won’t get bored! Post-it note: I was so naive when I left the ghost world! I know now how harmful rumors can be to other monsters, especially when theyr’e about my friends. I’l do my best to stop embroidering the truth… It’s more important to be a true friend than to be a talented entertainer.

Gigi Grant
A Scaryfiying Ride

Since I was freed from the lamp, my life is filled with wonderful new adventures with my ghoulfriends. Last Saturday, Cleo, Clawdeen and Frankie took me to the Boney Island Fair. There was a small argument about theride we had to start with - Frankie wanted to start smoothly with a ride called the Crazy Cauldron, but Cleo disagreed. “Gigi deserve the royal treatment” she said. She pointed to an entanglement of metal rails that twirled and swirled above us. “We’re taking her on the biggest rollercoaster ever - the Howler Behemoth!” Before I even realized what was happening, we were already in the line. I was terribly excited and also… a bit anxious. We finally crammed ourselves in the cart, fastened tightly, and without further ado, we were launched forward. I was clinging to the safety bar as if my life was depending on it while we slid higher and higher, and the the cart paused at the top, and suddenly dove at full speed! After an insane spin, I felt myself lifted up when we went through two loops! Finally the cart slowed down then jumped to a stop: the operator said : “End of the ride!” Beaming, I asked my friends if we could ride it again, and after a few stares, we all went back. I realized that there is a lot of magic in the simple moments you share with your ghoulfriends!