Scooby-doo! Curse Of The Lake Monster Page #4

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Whoa!

That's it, time to unmask this prankster

once and for all.

Come on, help me with this mask.

Fred, I don't think this thing

is a mask.

Ew! Gross.

Keep moving.

This thing keeps getting

the jump on us.

It can't jump in two directions.

Come on, split up.

Like, why did he have to pick me?

In gym class,

I'm always the last one picked.

Huh. Heh.

Oh, zoinks.

I'll save you, Shaggy.

Like, thanks, buddy.

I thought that giant mutant frog

was gonna make me croak.

Oh, boy, I wish I could enjoy that one.

Oh, heh. Oh. You did it, boy.

Oh, what a friend.

What a pal.

What a sand trap.

Oh, boy, Scoob.

I owe you one, buddy.

If it wasn't for you, I would--

Hey, would you look at that?

- It's one of those moonstones.

- Yeah.

Velma loves these things almost

as much I love deep-fried--

Well, anything. Huh.

Groovy.

Huh? Hmph.

Velma, Velma, Velma. Pfft.

Hey, come on,

I think the coast is clear.

This doesn't make sense.

There's no such thing as a lake monster.

Tell that to the thing

that just threw up an aquarium.

So now do you wanna tell me

who those guys were?

Not now, Fred.

Oh, that was worse than my date

with Herbie Zimmer.

Totally, I-- Wait, you went on a date

with Herbie Zi--?

Creature.

What are you doing?

You're supposed to be searching.

With all the bedlam

you've raised tonight...

...we'll have to stop early.

Return to the lake.

I'll summon you

when it's safe to resume our search.

- That was close.

- Yeah.

Hey. Not bad.

Uncle Thorny.

That thing came back.

Oh, you think?

Canceled memberships

and now all this damage.

I hate to say it, I may have no choice

but to shut this place down...

...and go back to my life

as an international playboy.

Hey, guys.

Shaggy, you're okay.

Well, yeah, I am,

but has anyone seen Velma?

Before the monster attacked,

she was out here, I know it.

Oh, no.

Oh, you don't think the lake monster

got to her, do you?

I've seen monster movies,

I know how this works.

Shaggy, Shaggy. Calm down, okay?

- We're gonna find her.

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

- Okay.

Velma!

Velma!

Velma?

Where are you?

- Velma!

- Velma!

Hey, guys, I found her.

- Oh, no. She's dead.

- Oh!

Oh, she looks so peaceful.

Oh, I can't look.

Uh.... Guys?

- What's going on?

- Oh, it's a miracle.

What happened to you

last night, Velma?

I don't know.

I couldn't sleep,

so I went for a walk by the lake.

But then that fog rolled in and....

Well, I must have gotten lost.

I sat down to wait until it lifted...

...and I must have fallen asleep.

Don't you ever do that to us again,

you hear?

You had us all worried so--

What are those?

- They kind of look like warts.

- Warts?

Egads.

Oh, no.

I'm sure it's just some kind

of urushiol-induced dermatitis.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

Anyway, what's going on?

You missed another attack.

Come on, we'll get you cleaned up...

- ...and we'll fill you in.

- Another attack?

Anybody else hungry? I know I am.

Shocking.

Mm.

Ooh.

So you think the monster's real

and someone's using it...

...to dig up something

on the grounds?

Yeah. Problem is, we don't have

a single clue about who's using it.

Yes, we do. The mysterious figure

had a streak of purple paint on its cloak.

- So?

- So remember the boat that we passed...

...on the way up here?

Shaggy called it the S.S. Daphne.

It was being painted

the exact same color.

I'd be willing to bet that whoever's

behind this has been on that boat.

All right, gang,

we know what we have to do.

After our shifts tonight, we'll head

to the docks and we'll check it out.

No.

No.

I'm not going

until I do what I've been trying to do...

...since we first got here.

Um, Velma, I learned something today.

Life is like a chocolate souffl.

And if you wait too long to dig in,

it could just collapse on you.

So anyway,

what I'm trying to say is...

...Velma Dinkley,

will you go on a date with me?

- Heh. A date?

- Yeah.

Shaggy.

Are you serious?

I've never been more serious

about anything in my entire life.

Except maybe dinosaurs,

but that was a long time ago.

Shaggy, that's very sweet of you...

...but we're right in the middle

of an investigation.

Well, like,

I think Fred and Daphne can handle it.

They probably wanna spend some

quality time together anyway, right?

- No, not really.

- I'm good.

I don't know, Shaggy.

Oh.

Like-- Like, yeah, that's--

I mean, that's fine.

I--

If I were you, I probably

wouldn't wanna go on a date...

...with a goofy guy

like me either so....

Hold on.

Shaggy, you know what?

I will go on a date with you tonight.

Oh, really?

- You mean it?

- Sure.

Why not?

Yes.

Pick you up around 7.

Seven o'clock.

Slippery.

- Ouch.

- I'm okay.

Oh, curse this mop top.

I can't do anything with it.

Okay, Scoob, how do I look?

Ah. Handsome as a devil.

What about me?

Oh. Um....

Like, as dapper as a Dalmatian...

- ...but where are you headed, buddy?

- With you. Where else?

Oh, um, heh. Um....

You know, buddy...

...I'm gonna have to fly solo

on this one tonight.

- Solo?

- Yeah, you know, like...

...you're just gonna have to do

your own thing, you know what I mean?

My own thing? But, Shaggy--

Thanks for understanding, Scoob.

I'll see you later, pal.

Goodbye, Shaggy.

Who's the best puppy

in the whole wide world?

No. No more rolling over.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

Good. So...

...who were they?

Who were who?

Oh, ho.

Are you still wondering about those boys

I was playing tennis with?

They were nobody, Fred.

Just some caddies I met.

Why?

You're not jealous, are you?

Jealous? No, no.

I'm not jealous. No way.

I don't get jealous.

Yeah, right.

- Good evening, Norville.

- Heh.

Shaggy.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

I like corn dogs.

- Thanks, Shaggy.

- Yeah.

Thank you.

Oh. Ahem.

Well, it looks like we got

the whole place to ourselves.

Yes, unfortunately, that only emphasizes

the urgency of our investigation.

- Sure we shouldn't check with Fred--?

- Oh, come on, V.

Like, just try to put those frontal lobes

on the back burner tonight, okay?

Okay, Shaggy.

I must admit, I do have a hard time

letting myself relax.

Especially recently.

Ever since we've been here,

I just haven't felt Iike myself.

Well, whoever you are, I like it.

Thanks, Shaggy.

Oh. Um....

Now, come on,

I want this night to be perfect.

Velma.

My glasses.

Here, let me help you up.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry, I--

I don't know what came over me.

Oh, here. Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

Oh, boy.

Here, let me get you some water.

Garon, water, please.

Oh, whoops.

I seem to have dropped my fork.

Here, help me find it, waiter.

Scooby-Doo, what are you doing?

Waiting tables. Fresh ground pepper?

Scooby, get out of here, buddy.

You're gonna ruin everything.

No.

Okay, but would you do it

for a Scooby snack?

I can't be bought. Hmph.

Now, you listen, Scoob...

...I'm the master and I command you

to go back to your room...

...and quit being such a bad dog.

Puppy loving....

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