Frannyâs mom says every mad scientist needs a lab assistant. So for Valentineâs Day Franny gets just thatâa Lab assistant. Except Igor isnât a pure Lab. Heâs also part poodle, part Chihuahua, part beagle, part spaniel, part shepherdâand all thumbs.
Franny is fuming. She doesnât even need an assistant. Whatâs she supposed to do with a good-for-nothing one like Igor?
And things get even worse when a giant, fifty-foot, arrow-shooting cupid starts causing trouble all over town. Franny knows itâs up to herâand only herâ to save the day. Or could she use a little help?