Author's note: The fanfic is inspired by a movie called House on Haunted Hill from 1959. The Impossibles are from Hanna-Barbera, but their names and the other two characters are from me.

It was Halloween night as the singing Impossibles were heading towards a major event at Bloodstone Manor where they're invited to a costume ball. At the wheel and dressed as Frankenstein's monster, Manny aka Multiman was excited to spend this night with his longtime girlfriend Trixie, dressed as the Bride of Frankenstein of course, who's looking at her compact mirror while putting on her lipstick. Fern and Carson, dressed as Dracula and the Wolfman, appeared irritated as they tried to tolerate the presence of their bandmate's date.

"Can this thing go any faster? I want to get to that house so I can show off my costume and rub it on all my friends' faces," said Trixie bluntly and still putting on her make-up.

"We're going to be thirty minutes early. I doubt anybody will be around yet to hear your constant gloating," Fern glared.

"No one asked you, flippers!" Trixie snapped as she looked over her shoulder.

"Come on, fellas, break it up. We're here to enjoy ourselves and the last thing we want is you two getting each other's throats," said Carson.

"Fine," Fern replied, bluntly.

"Whatever," Trixie replied with her arms crossed.

"Carson's right. Besides, we also need to do our gigs for the party so we need to stay focus," said Manny.

"And you are going to sing the song I wrote, right Manny?" asked Trixie, fanning her eyelashes.

"Y-yeah, sure babe, I'll make sure of it."

"Oh, brother," Fern muttered.

When the Impossi-mobile finally arrived at Bloodstone Manor and the teens climbed out of it, a tall, long faced man with a thin mustache was awaiting for the four teens by the huge doorway.

"Good evening, my dear guests. I am Vincent Bloodstone and I am honored to have the Impossibles here," said the tall man, bowing to his guests.

"We're glad to be here too, Mr. Bloodstone," said Manny.

"Please, do come in. I heard it's going to rain at this time," said Mr. Bloodstone and the sudden lightning bolt struck.

The teens ran inside and reached to the lobby where there's a large table with glasses of punch and small, coffin shaped boxes filled with snacks. While the Impossibles placed their guitars by the wall, Trixie looks herself at the mirror to fix her wig.

"Until the other guests arrived, make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the treats," said Mr. Bloodstone and left to the other room. The young guests began eating the snacks as they wait for the party to begin. Suddenly, lightning and thunder struck which scared Trixie and caused her to run into Manny's arms.

"Relax, babe it's just the storm. It really sets up the mood here, anyway," said Manny.

"I know, Manny. But, I would feel so much better with you," said Trixie, smiling up at him while Carson rolled his eyes and Fern sticking a finger in his mouth.

When the thunder struck once more, the lights went out and everyone began muttering about the black out, but once the lights came back Trixie let out a scream. On the floor, was a skeleton covered in blood and gore.

"Manny, what's going on?!" Trixie shouted, clinging onto her boyfriend's arm.

The only thing the redhead could come up with was," I-I don't know."