Scooby-Doo! Moon Monster Madness Page #5

This is Phase 1:
Contact.

A single alien from a race advanced

light years beyond ours...

"stealthily boards a human ship

with ease. The alien makes contact.

It seems hostile. But it's not after blood.

It's gathering intel. On us.

The alien pinpoints our weaknesses

and transmits his findings home.

So begins Phase 2: Invasion.

An alien fleet enters our solar system.

An armada of infinite size and power, it

surrounds its target, Earth, and attacks.

Our meager defenses are no match

for its vastly superior might.

The world's great cities

are devastated by the siege.

New York. Tokyo. Paris.

Dublin. Which leads to Phase 3:

Rock bottom.

The aliens enslave humanity...

forcing us to mine Earth's

natural resources

until we and the

planet are bled dry.

In short, not so good. Not until...

Human rebels rise up against

their alien oppressors.

They fight from the shadows, turning

alien technology against its makers.

Wait, what? Na, no, no.

As I was saying...

Humans stick together when

facing a monumental challenge.

They fight with instead of against each

other when confronting a common threat.

[SHAGGY CHUCKLES]

I could use my superior video-game skills.

This is my thing. I get to say what...

It takes more than teamwork

and video games to defeat the aliens.

It takes a particularly clever human...

whose skills are sometimes overlooked

by her fellow humans.

- Great. Nothing left for meta say but...

- Or maybe...

Ugh. This is ridiculous. I'm leaving.

[LIGHTS BUZZING]

It's starting. They're here.

Places everyone.

FRED:
Shaggy, Scooby, I just spotted

the alien in the observation deck.

Head up there and lure him dawn

to Hudson's work area.

Daphne, Velma and I will cover the rest.

It's almost tan easy. Any questions?

- Uh, yeah, could we not do this?

- Guys, relax. It's just an alien.

It can't hurt you if

it doesn't catch you.

Yes, it can. It tried

to melt our brains.

I don't know about this.

[BOTH GASP]

BOTH:

Sticky buns.

FRED [OVER INTERCOM]:

I figured you might have second thoughts.

I thought I'd give you

some added incentives.

Like, yeah.

- Incentives with frosting. Ha, ha.

- Yeah, yeah. Yummy.

Mm.

Mm-mm.

VELMA:
You're probably going to tell me

I'm doing this all wrong, aren't you?

Ugh. You can't stand that I did better than

you an the astronaut training tests.

What do I care?

Those tests must be flawed.

- Because I did well?

- Na, because you did better than me.

Ugh. I knew it. After all this time,

is it so hard for you to accept...

that I might be something

more than a pretty face'?

No.

[VELMA SIGHS]

What's hard ta accept

is that you get ta have it all.

If you're prettier and more stylish...

and smarter and a better astronaut,

what's left for me?

If you're a better me than I am,

then who am I?

I...

[BANGING]

[DAPHNE GASPS]

SCOOBY:

H u h?

Dang it. Tripped the breakers again.

[DAPHNE GASPS]

- Something's wrong with the gravity.

- You think? What makes you say that'?

SLY [OVER INTERCOM]: Hi, folks. Slight

glitch with our artificial gravity.

We'll have it back on shortly.

Until then, enjoy the float.

Like, dude, a glitch?

Oh, bay.

That doesn't sound good.

Scoob, what are you doing?

Enjoying the float.

You can swim without getting wet.

Ha, ha. Hey, hey, you're right.

And you can eat without getting sticky.

It's all good. Just relax

and have a good...

[SCOOBY GASPS]

[BOTH SCREAM]

Like, what do you say, pal? Maybe we

should try some of U-Boat's singing.

BOTH [SINGING]:

F, la-Ia la la

E, la-la la la

A, la-la la la, R

Spells nothing you need to-

I don't think the singing's

working very well, Shag.

Guess there's only one thing left ta do.

SCOOBY:

Run!

[BOTH YELLING AND WHIMPERING]

FRED [OVER INTERCOM]: Don't eat the

sticky buns, use them to stick.

Man. Like, great idea, Fred.

It's working.

[ALIEN GROWLS]

[BOTH SHRIEKING AND WHIMPERING]

Rogue 1, this is Rogue Leader.

The package is heading your way, aver.

- Am I Rogue 1 or Rogue 2?

- It doesn't matter. We're ready, Fred.

Oh, came an. Use your call sign, Velma.

I mean, uh, ahem, Rogue 2. Over.

[BOTH YELLING]

DAPHNE:

Sting darts away.

- Oh, they missed.

- Na problem. My turn. Over.

SHAGGY:

Like, new what?

[ALIEN GROWLS]

Gotcha. Gravity gel. That should hold him.

[SHAGGY YELLS]

[FRED SHRIEKS]

[SHAGGY G ROANS]

- Dude, I guess the gravity's fixed.

- But new my head's broken.

[ROARS]

DAPHNE:

You caught it.

- The alien.

- Yau caught the alien.

- Yes. We...

- The alien. You caught the alien.

- Yes.

- The alien. You caught the alien.

- Yes.

- The alien. You caught the alien.

- Yes.

- Does anyone have a spare hair dryer?

I seem ta...

The alien. You caught the alien.

Yes. We caught it.

Haw many elevators are in this building?

- It is real.

- I wouldn't be so sure.

ALL:

Shannon Lucas.

- But haw?

- Why?

Who?

Oh, right, it's Shannon.

That's right, it was Shannon. Being an

astronaut made her the perfect alien.

FRED". She knew how to adjust the frequency

of a micro-radar transmitter...

to turn it into a devastating

sonic weapon.

Like, that explains the alien's mind beams.

She used Sly's magnaboots to defy gravity.

VELMA'.

And she knew how to use holograms...

videos and audio recordings to

mask her whereabouts at any moment.

FRED". And she knew the ship and the resort

so she could come and go at will.

It was a plan years in the making

by a highly-trained expert.

Yes. An expert.

Someone who has sacrificed

everything to get here.

Nat some regular nobody that Sly had

decided could simply go to space...

"because it was easy and safe

for everyone, anyone.

I decided to change that.

The original plan was

to sabotage the ship...

stage an alien attack and make the world

see that space travel is dangerous...

and only a place for experts.

And you had the perfect guests to help you

with your plan.

Two veteran astronauts to make

the trip seem credible.

And you had U-Boat, a

super-star athlete that

would ensure the whole

world was watching.

And Ridley, the one person you knew would

confirm to the world that aliens were real.

Don't forget Clark.

Celebrity Heat would give

you all the exposure

you could ever need...

by ignoring the actual facts,

to get you a sensational story.

- Sorry, Clark.

- It's a living.

You had it all figured out.

Except I didn't count an the greatest

mystery team being unheard.

That was just plain old luck. Bad luck.

I knew your snooping would ruin my plans.

I even tried to convince you not to go.

Well, Daphne, your hair is so great,

I'd consider not going.

Then I switched your scores, hoping it

would break up your happy team.

- And I guess it did for a while.

- Wait. Sc I didn't get the highest scare?

Na, Daphne. Shaggy did.

ALL:
What? Shaggy?

- Like, dude, me? Ha, ha.

I had to prevent you from figuring out my

plan, so I came up with a different one.

A plan that meant leaving you here.

Sc we would never be able to return

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