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A Hotel Transylvania Special Title: Wayne's Dog Schedule When the monsters leave to explore and have an adventure far far away, Wayne Werewolf is all alone in the hotel. Suddenly a switch is flipped in his brain and he acts like an actual canine dog for the rest of the day, including scratching himself due to fleas and other common dog behaviors.
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Title: Wayne's Dog Schedule

In the heart of Hotel Transylvania, the sun shone brightly as the monsters set off on their grand adventure, leaving Wayne Werewolf behind. With a heavy sigh, Wayne watched them go, feeling a mix of loneliness and boredom. Little did he know, a peculiar transformation was about to unfold.

As the last echo of their laughter faded, a strange switch flipped in Wayne's brain. Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming urge to embrace his canine instincts. He began to scratch behind his ears, his claws digging into his fur, as he rolled onto his back, reveling in the sensation. Fleas? Who cared! It was all part of the fun.

With newfound energy, Wayne bounded through the hotel, his playful spirit igniting. He chased after his own tail, darting around the lobby, much to the surprise of the few remaining guests. The hotel’s furniture became his playground; he leaped over couches and skidded across the polished floors, barking joyfully at the echoes of his own voice.

As the day progressed, Wayne's antics escalated. He discovered a stash of tennis balls in the storage room and gleefully pounced on them, tossing them into the air and catching them with his mouth. He even attempted to fetch a few, though his werewolf strength often sent them crashing into walls.

In the kitchen, the scent of delicious treats wafted through the air. Wayne's nose twitched as he sniffed out a batch of freshly baked cookies. He couldn’t resist the temptation and, with a quick glance around, he snatched one off the counter, savoring the sweet taste as if it were the finest gourmet meal.

As the sun began to set, Wayne found himself curled up on a cozy rug in the lobby, exhausted from his day of canine adventures. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard the familiar sounds of his friends returning. The door swung open, and the monsters burst in, laughter filling the air.

“Wayne! What happened to you?” Mavis exclaimed, spotting him sprawled out like a lazy dog.

Wayne opened one eye, a goofy grin spreading across his face. “Just enjoying a day off, you know? Dog life is pretty great!”

The monsters laughed, and as they gathered around him, Wayne realized that even in his most ridiculous moments, he was never truly alone. With his friends by his side, every day could be an adventure, whether he was a werewolf or a playful pup.