Scooby-Doo! Mask of the Blue Falcon Page #4

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special all-access badges.

Badges that'll let us into the green room,

for all the important guests.

- Where they have...

- Catering?

Well, yeah. I guess they do have catering.

Big tables full of food.

Food of all kinds.

Velma, did you just intentionally get rid

of Shaggy and Scooby?

In a word, yes.

The prime suspect in all this

is still Owen Garrison.

We really need to question him.

I get it. Kind of hard to grill their hero

and accuse him of being Mr. Hyde...

...with those two around.

Uh-huh.

Well, terrific.

I mean, while you two do that,

I'll go look for clues...

...over by the Littlest Fuzzies booth.

See if this special badge

will get me a professional discount.

Hey, get away from that table.

- Those are mine. Mine. Mine.

- Hey.

- Don't make me hurt you. I mean it. Let go!

- Aah!

Take my identity, will you?

I'll make you all pay, yes.

- Excuse us, Mr. Garrison.

- We were wondering if we could ask...

...a few questions about Mr. Hyde, Severin,

and the new Blue Falcon movie.

That Hollywood huckster, Severin,

and her boy toy Adams?

Don't mention their names to me.

I spent years trying to get

one of the movie studios interested...

...in a Blue Falcon feature film,

but no one would even give me a meeting.

Then Severin buys the rights

to the character...

...and slaps me with an injunction...

...forbidding me from ever wearing

the costume in public.

And they're trying to make everyone forget

that my show even existed.

Doing these lousy trade shows

in the Blue Falcon costume...

...is the only income I have.

Oh, but don't you worry.

They'll get what's coming to them.

Mark my words.

Mark my words, they will pay!

Well, that sure was borderline

incriminating.

I'd say it was way south of the border

and deep in the heart of Guiltytown.

Scoob, old buddy, old pal...

...some people want super-strength

or super-speed...

...but not me, no, sir.

Me? I just want a super-appetite.

And you know what that means,

super starving sidekick?

Mm-hm.

Super-powered tag-team eating attack.

All I'm saying is be ready.

I want cameras rolling

for the next Mr. Hyde attack.

And I want it all on film.

It's perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Hmm.

The food's gone!

All of it.

You.

You did this.

Like, run, Scooby-Doo.

Get back here.

Yikes!

- Come on, Scoob.

- Shaggy.

Like, it's locked.

I'm scared, Shaggy.

Like, me too, pal.

Come on, let's find another way out.

You won't believe it.

I found a Sparklelight Bear

and a Bubblefun Hippo.

I am on a Littlest Fuzzie roll. Aah!

Aah! Is that a Blue Falcon

Littlest Fuzzie? It is.

I've never seen one in person.

They're so incredibly rare.

All this Mr. Hyde mayhem

may have everyone on edge...

...but it's sure been good for business.

Old Blue Falcon stuff

is selling like hotcakes.

I've been able to raise

my already-raised prices even higher.

You'd think since my uncle's doing so well

he'd give me a raise, but nothing.

I'm working this booth harder than ever...

...especially with Uncle Hank disappearing

to run errands all the time.

Hmm.

Daphne, put the credit card down

and walk away from the Littlest Fuzzie.

There's something you need to see.

This is episode one

of the old Blue Falcon show.

Look familiar?

That's exactly what happened

the night before the convention.

And look at episode two.

Austin, what happens in episode three?

- What does Mr. Hyde do?

- That's the one where he unleashes...

...his Hideous Hyde Hound of Basket Town

on Big City.

Hideous Hyde Hound. You don't say.

Yup. And then I think Mr. Hyde's

next appearance is in episode 22.

In it, Mr. Hyde floods Big City

with green ooze...

...and it transforms the townspeople

into monsters like him.

It's titled

Blue Falcon Versus the Psycho-ooze.

I own over 17 turtlenecks

of the exact same color...

...so I definitely know a pattern

when I see one.

We gotta tell Mr. Becker.

Let's move out, gang.

Like, zoinks.

Hmm.

- Mr. Becker?

- Aah!

I already gave you kids

the all-access passes.

Why are you back here exactly?

Because, Mr. Becker, this is very serious.

Quite frankly, kids,

I don't have time to worry about...

...some stupid slime

that turns people into monsters.

I still gotta catch the clowns

who ate all the press food.

Hmm?

Scooby, this must be Mr. Hyde's lair.

Uh-oh.

He's got all kinds of floor plans

of the convention, and street maps.

But why?

Like, I have no idea, Scooby-Doo.

And why is this one marked

"alternate emergency route"?

Hmm?

Zoinks.

That's the psycho-ooze, remember?

Episode 22.

It turns people into monsters.

What? Spies.

Interlopers.

We're trapped.

To those foolish enough to spy on me...

...taste the oozing chaos of fear.

Like, don't let it hit you, Scoob.

Yeah.

I don't wanna be turned into a monster.

Please, Mr. Becker,

you have to listen to us.

The threat is real.

Too real. Look, it's Shaggy and Scooby.

And Mr. Hyde.

Come on.

Scooby, that way. The big balloon.

Like, we gotta get to higher ground,

buddy, old pal.

Hey, ugly.

You leave those two alone.

Fools. You cannot stop me.

You cannot escape me.

You shall watch as all of the

town is turned into hideous monsters.

It's the end, Scoob.

They're all gonna be monsterized.

Huh?

Over there.

City hall.

You can hide from view...

...but you cannot hide from Mr. Hyde.

Go, my lovelies. Seek them out.

Like, he's gone batty.

And now for the finishing touch.

It's a psycho tsunami.

Gangway.

Open up!

Ooze alert!

Help!

Hurry, Scoob!

We're not fast enough. Quick, jump.

Like, whatever happens,

don't let it touch you, Scooby-Doo.

Shaggy, it's rising.

Have no doubt, my friends...

...we will get to the bottom

of this Mr. Hyde nonsense.

Until then, I assure you,

everything is under complete control.

Yes?

Hey, this is Becker, Mr. Mayor.

Hyde was just sighted

flying over city hall.

You may be under attack.

Well, now, I wasn't expecting that.

Maybe we can climb our way out of this.

And maybe not.

- Scooby!

- Shaggy, I've been oozed.

Me too. I swallowed some.

It tastes like...

Like...

Pistachio?

Sorry to have to cut this short, folks...

...but something's come up

and I have to go to, uh...

To the bathroom.

City hall under attack?

What next?

No, Scooby. No.

You've turned into a hideous monster.

No!

In the name of ham on rye!

My friend, you shall be avenged!

Hoo-hoo-hoo.

It's just... It's too, too horrible.

Shaggy?

I'm sorry, Scooby-Doo.

I'm so sorry that you are so incredibly

hideous looking.

- Shaggy, I'm right behind you.

- Huh?

Scooby-Doo?

Like, you're all right.

- We're not monsters.

- Uh-huh.

Of course, you're not monsters.

You're nitwits.

But the psycho-ooze?

You Mystery Incorporated nimrods

are fired.

In a quirky twist of the Mr. Hyde story...

...city hall was flooded

with a strange ooze...

...that later turned out to be

a harmless pistachio-flavored foam.

It's just terrible what happened.

And if this had taken place at the

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