Scooby-Doo! Frankencreepy Page #6

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I passed out so fast.

But wait. Isn't natural gas...

Explosive.

We've got to get out of

here right now, Freddie!

I was working on something.

It's a slim chance, but, uh...

(WHISTLES)

Huh?

Fred, we'll like never

get a cab down here.

Oh, Shaggy, Fred can't

be hailing a taxi.

Use your brain.

I am! I am!

Totally still using it!

I'm sorry I tried to

take your brains, guys.

I think I was

hypnotized by a device

disguised to look like an antique

strichbaden electro-wheel.

Uh, that's OK.

Yeah, Velma, like, that

could happen to anybody.

(HORSE WHINNIES) Mmm!

Well, what do you know? It worked.

And, presenting the

all-new mystery machine.

Hyah! Hyah!

And the amazing thing is,

this gets better mileage than

the old mystery machine.

Maybe you shouldn't mention

the mystery machine, Fred.

That's OK, Velma. The mystery

machine is still alive... in here.

Hurry, Fred. If something

were to ignite this gas,

this whole place will blow up.

Yeah, but like what

could ignite it?

ALL:
Oh, no!

(SHOUTING AND SCREAMING)

(VILLAGERS GASPING, SCREAMING)

That poor Von Dinkenstein girl

and all her friends... kaput.

The Von Dinkenstein

curse... it is no more.

Whoo-hoo!

(POLKA PLAYING, CHEERING)

Our plan, it worked!

Let's dance!

- Yes!

- It is kaput!

(EXCITED CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

(CLOCK STRIKING)

(LAUGHTER, CHEERING, MUSIC PLAYING)

(OWL HOOTS)

Hmm? Hmm.

(GROWLING)

Huh?! What's...

(GROANING)

The curse!

It can't really be true!

Aii! No!

Somebody help me! Somebody help me!

(HUMMING)

(GASP)

(MOANING)

Ohh!

(MOANING LOUDER)

Aah!

No. Nein!

Impossible!

You... you leave me alone.

The curse. The curse!

The Dinkenstein curse!

Ohh! Ohh!

(MOANING)

Minka... Hosna...

Yeah. Hosnai...

Aah!

Ohh! Aah! Aah! Aah!

I'm hungry.

Yes. A pizza

and some ice cream. Ah ha ha ha ha!

Ohh... paying the consequences.

Aah... aaahhh!

All aboard!

Got 'em!

We're not moving!

Huh?

Wait! Let us out!

Open this door right now!

(GROWLS) You!

It was you all along!

They tricked us.

But... how?

Easy.

Looks like our work here is done.

Zoinks! Like, don't

speak too soon, Daph.

(ROARING)

(ALL GASP)

Iago, you were the monster?

No. And it's not Iago.

It's federal agent Schmidlap

from the U.S department of defense.

3 weeks ago, one of our

experimental exoskeletons

designed to increase the strength

of the infantrymen of the future

was stolen from one

of our research labs.

I traced it to this town

and went undercover

in hopes of ferreting it out.

Go ahead, guys.

Wait. You were the

monster in the lab?

No, not me.

It was Burgermeister.

But that's impossible. He

was with Scooby and me

when we were... hoo hoo...

Chasing the franken creep.

Ah, but that's because someone else

was dressed like the

franken creep at the time.

This is one mystery that doesn't

have a culprit, it has a conspiracy.

Right. And that's why they

hypnotized you, Velma.

Hypnotized? Who

hypnotized you and why?

And how did Scooby and I become

brave, not to mention full?

Like, that was the weirdest

feeling in the world.

Wait, wait. Most importantly,

how on earth did I end up

in an inflatable suit?

OK, maybe not most importantly,

but I'd sure like to know. Spill.

First of all, I didn't

solve this mystery.

Fred had it figured out right away.

I did? I mean, I did.

I did. Uh... Could you

explain how I did?

You said it when the

mystery machine exploded.

"This time it's

personal." And it was.

A personal attack

on the Scooby gang.

ALL:
Cuthbert Crawley?!

Why would your family

lawyer want to destroy us?

He's not my family lawyer.

I've never seen him before.

He's really Cuthbert Crawls,

the partner of Cosgood Creeps.

They were those creepy attorneys

that haunted the Beauregard Sanders

mansion as the green ghosts.

What kind of ghosts would

travel hundreds of miles

to haunt a lawyer's office, anyway?

He wasn't there to scare us off.

He was there to draw us in.

Everyone knows we can't

resist a mystery.

The so-called baron's curse

was supposed to take away

the things we cared about most.

The first victim:

The mystery machine.

The next victim was Daphne,

who started puffing up thanks

to her shellfish allergy.

She had no way of knowing that

she was also slipping into

its built-in inflatable suit.

And next up were Scooby and Shaggy,

whose suits were also rigged,

but with acupuncture needles

concealed carefully inside.

The pressure points not

only suppressed hunger,

they also created a

false sense of courage,

giving them the confidence

to chase after the monster.

As for me, I was

hypnotized by Mrs. Vanders

into believing I could recreate

my Uncle's experiment.

Which I did.

At least enough to

create a diversion,

a diversion for one

of the conspirators,

dressed as the franken creep to switch

places with the lifeless dummy.

They sure went to a lot of

trouble to scare us off.

But what was the treasure they

were trying to scare us off from?

This time it wasn't about money.

It was about us.

BOTH:
Huh?!

But why? Who would do such a thing?

We don't even know these people.

Don't be so sure.

ALL:
C.L. Magnus?!

Yes. The shipping magnate

who masqueraded as

Redbeard's ghost.

And as for our mysterious gypsy...

ALL:
Lila?!

Yes. Aspiring pop singer Lila,

who was one of mamba

Wamba's zombies.

That means this is no housekeeper.

ALL:
Mama Mione?!

Mama Mione?

You were like a

criminal gang leader

pretending to be old Ironface.

Jeepers, of course.

I should have recognized that mask.

I guess even criminals recycle.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

You get it. Recycle. Ha ha ha...

Who would have thought there'd

be a conspiracy of people

determined to destroy us?

Are you kidding?

Everyone you've ever

busted wants revenge!

We were turning people

away in droves.

We fiended each other on

the Scooby gang revenge

social networking page.

You wouldn't believe

how many "yikes" it

gets on a daily basis.

It took us months, but once we

found out about Dinkley's family,

we pooled our resources

and bought the castle.

Then we slowly insinuated ourselves into

the town with our chosen identities.

Imagine our joy when we discovered

the natural gas pockets

under the estate.

The castle became one

enormous death trap.

And we would have gotten our

revenge on you meddling kids.

If it weren't for

you meddling kids.

One thing I still don't get...

Once you discovered the gas,

- why didn't you just sell the land?

- Huh?

I mean, if you just sold the rights

to the natural gas

under the castle,

you'd be rich beyond

your wildest dreams.

- Huh?

- Hmm?

- (ALL GRUMBLING)

- Why? Why?

That would have been

a good thing to do.

Like, you were so

greedy for revenge,

you forgot to be greedy for money.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(CHEERING, MUSIC PLAYING)

Jeepers, Velma, you really

won the villagers over.

I guess they really appreciate

you proving once and for all

that there's no such thing as

the Von Dinkenstein curse.

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