You Read My Mind Scream Street

# He was a kid who didn't fit in

# Got a wolf living inside under his skin

# When he's angry his body sprouts hair

# So he got a ticket you'll never guess where

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Next door's a vampire, maybe not

# 4,000 years old but her body won't rot

# Yeah, being a freak is totally normal

# When everyone's freaky paranormal

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream Street, Scream Street. #

Mr Farr, Cleo is top of the class.

Perfect marks again.

Whoo! Kiss my bandages, everyone.

Cleo!

I'm afraid, Mayor Sneer, that your apprentice is not only disruptive

but I've caught him cheating!

Dixon, what have I told you about cheating?

Never ever get caught!

Sorry, Dr Smelly. Dr Scully.

-CLEO GIGGLES

-Cleo!

I do wish Resus would contribute more, ask the odd question.

Oh, oh, oh, why?

Ooh! Good start.

And, item 75, effort.

I've seen corpses that make more effort than Luke.

-Sorry.

-We're not cross. We're just disappointed.

Also we're a bit cross.

Luke still has a chance to turn this year's grades around

with tomorrow's big history test...

..if he's been studying!

LUKE GULPS

Hey, Eefa, can I help?

Careful, it's highly volatile.

Oh, is this, like, your entry

for the Witches' Conference Potion Of The Year Competition?

It certainly is.

I'm going to be the first witch to crack the mind-reading potion.

-Is that difficult?

-Get the mixture just a little bit wrong

and the potion can be a tiny bit...head-explodey?

-Never heard of Boom-Boom Bertha?

-Hmm?

Well, since poor old Boom-Boom,

any witch attempting this potion must also prepare an antidote.

Anyway, you CAN help.

YOU can test it out.

Well, I'd love to, but...

BAT SQUEAKS

-Cor, what's that?

-It's a mind-reading spell.

We need someone to try it.

Yeah, guess what I'm thinking. Just to be clear, I'm thinking no way.

So you can hear what someone else is thinking?

Of course, if it works.

I'll try it!

-Great, now whether it works or not, you must take this antidote.

-Why?

Can't just leave him listening in to everyone's private thoughts.

-Imagine!

-Ooh, yeah, gross!

-Also the head-explodey thing?

-Yes, the ingredients are highly volati...

Whatever.

-EEFA THINKS:

-Is it working?

-CLEO THINKS:

-Can he hear this?

-RESUS THINKS:

-Have I got my underpants on backwards?

-So, can you read my mind, Luke?

-I don't know.

I'm thinking of a fruit.

-THINKS:

-Banana.

Orange? Plum? Pineapple?

Oh, broomsticks! Thanks anyway, Luke.

Take the antidote just to be on the safe side.

LOUD BANG, THEY SCREAM

There you go, all taken.

-EEFA THINKS:

-I'll have to try a different potion.

Come on, Luke, we'd better study for tomorrow's test.

-Er...

-Yes, Cleo, we know that you don't need to study.

Mind-reading spell, eh?

That could be very useful.

If you ever get it working, I'll buy the lot.

No way. This is purely for demonstration purposes.

Imagine the chaos it could cause.

Precisely!

Magic waste is very dangerous.

It must all be disposed of properly.

POTION BUBBLES

HISSING

What's this, Eefa?

New security for the shop while I'm away.

Iris recognition system.

This is Iris.

If someone breaks in, Iris sets off the alarms,

but only I can turn off the system, you see?

Wow, that is so cool!

So I guess you guys are battling it out for second place again.

Quiet, please!

-THINKS:

-And give it a rest, your royal bratness.

-LUKE CHUCKLES

-Watson!

Test starts now.

-CLEO THINKS:

-Question one - four lemons.

Two - died in 1836.

# Twinkle twinkle, little Farp

# How I wonder what you arp

# Farp-Farp-Farp-Farp...#

-Ow!

-Just a few more seconds.

-CLEO THINKS:

-Hang on, four lemons? That's not right.

It's five obviously!

-Time!

-Yes!

-CLEO THINKS:

-I got one wrong!

Relax, Cleo. You'll still do better than all these doofuses.

Bottom of the class, Dixon.

One point below Farp, who at least spells his name right.

Yeah, F-A-R...

BLOWS RASPBERRY

-Farp!

-Top marks go to...

-..Luke.

-Yes!

-That's right.

Luke, well, I always knew you had it in you.

-THINKS:

-I never knew you had it in you.

Woohoo! Top of the class!

But I'm never not top...ever!

Well, this will be a nice change for you, then, eh?

THEY LAUGH

At least you weren't bottom.

Ha-ha, I said bottom!

Top of the class, top of the class!

Urgh, is that what I look like when I ace a test?

No, you're much worse.

Like a big swotty try-hard.

-But a really pretty one.

-What?

BLOWS RASPBERRY

CLEO BLOWS RASPBERRY

-Hey, this is fun.

-And so is this.

Ow!

Hey, quit it...troublemakers!

Troublemaker? OK.

Finish your milkshakes. I'm closing early for the Witches' Convention.

Top of the class, eh, Resus?

It's amazing you knew all those answers

when you didn't study at all.

Ah, well, just a genius, I guess.

-RESUS THINKS:

-I think that mind-reading spell worked

and you copied Cleo's thoughts.

-No, I didn't!

-Busted!

-I didn't say that out loud...

-Oh!

..which means you never took the antidote.

Luke, Eefa said the potion was dangerous!

Two of your coolest shakes, Eeffy-baby.

Eeffy-baby? Seriously?

Sorry, Cleo, we're closing early.

Whatever.

Wow, Cleo, you're such a rebel.

-What exactly are you rebelling against?

-What have you got?

THEY GASP

-MAYOR SNEER THINKS:

-If only that mind-reading spell worked.

-DOUG THINKS:

-If I eat the flaky skin from between my toes,

am I still a vegetarian?

LUKE GIGGLES

-Aargh!

-Oh!

You made me jump, Mr W.

Likewise, Doug.

-MR WATSON THINKS:

-I hate it here. I just hate it!

Hello, son. I love it here.

Do you love it? I love it.

So proud of you acing that test.

This mind-reading spell is amazing.

STEAM HISSES

Ooh, was that a side effect?

It's probably just a coincidence.

And these Egyptian hieroglyphs translate as "Dr Scully Sucks."

What a mystery.

Right, detention, Cleo!

It's just a joke. I thought skeletons had a funny bone?

-Double detention!

-Chill out, Dr Bonehead.

-Triple detention!

-Cleo?!

-What?

If I can't be the best at being good,

why not be the best at being bad?

IRIS BLEEPS

It's such a shame your mind-reading spell didn't work.

I know. I'm sure those ingredients were right. Still...

..I'm going to present this classy flower-arranging spell instead.

-Ta-dah!

-Eh.

BUBBLING STEAM

-Cleo, I have to talk to you.

-What is it, oh, clever one?

That's it. I'm not clever.

I only got the highest mark because I coped you

and you didn't change your last answer.

-But how did you read my paper?

-I read your mind.

-What?!

-Eefa's mind-reading spell works?

-It does? Aah!

How could you, Luke?

Reading someone's thoughts is like reading their secret diary

and, worse, you made me think I was...

-Just a regular doofus?

-Oh, that is SO unfair!

Cleo, wait.

STEAM HISSES

Luke, you NEED that antidote!

-Flowerpot.

-You are really losing it.

Flowerpot in the emporium!

Now, where's that potion?

Another lock fails the werewolf claw test.

Dixon! Are you trying to steal the potion?

I'm not... I... Wait a minute.

What are YOU doing here?

We're trying to steal the antidote. It's completely different.

Whatever. You don't tell, I won't.

No, stop. There's an...

ALARM SOUNDS

-No!

-No!

..an alarm.

-It's going to explode! RESUS THINKS:

-Just like your brain.

-Don't say that.

-I didn't!

The flowerpot.

OK, I am out of here!

Not so fast, Dixon. No, don't even think about turning into a...

..bar of soap?!

You are not leaving until you promise to pass me that flowerpot.

So long, suckers!

Oops! Oh, well. Hey, I heard the alarms.

What are you two clowns up to?

Luke's brain's about to explode! Antidote! Help! Flowerpot!

Here we go.

Now just the small matter of turning off the security system

before this bin explodes!

-Well, how do I...?

-Well, you're the clever one.

-I thought you were!

-Think, Cleo, think!

The Iris recognition system.

Dixon, wake up.

-Cleo, you came to rescue me?

-Er, yeah!

-Anyway, I need you to turn into Eefa for me.

-Anything for you.

ALARM STOPS

Now, Luke, get rid of that bin.

-That could have been your head.

-Yeah.

Thanks, Cleo. I'm sorry I read your mind.

What am I thinking now?

I have no idea and, to be honest, I'd rather not find out.

THEY LAUGH

Oh!