Scooby-Doo! Pirates Ahoy! Page #3

has gone too far.

You're scaring everyone.

You should be scared.

You are getting very relaxed.

You are getting very sleepy.

Your limbs feel very heavy.

What the...?

Get the captain.

I command you:
Bark like a dog.

Like, the whole ship

is going to the dogs.

I command you to dance.

Like, all we know

is the Funky Chicken.

Stop.

When I say the magic word,

you will be released from your trance.

You will not remember

any of what has occurred.

Do you understand?

Yes, Mr. Mysterio.

Three, two, one.

Alazamboozle.

What happened?

Now what?

Blackout? I didn't schedule a blackout.

Oh, this is gonna

throw everything off.

I know I'm not gonna like the answer

but I'll ask anyway: What was that?

Ghost pirates.

Told you I wouldn't like it. Zoinks.

Yeah, zoinks.

Who dares sail

into the Bermuda Triangle?

Ye have crossed paths

with Captain Skunkbeard the pirate.

And now ye shall pay the price.

Oh, cheese and crackers.

We have to get out of here

before it's too late.

Fred, we should listen to the man.

I know ye be here,

you scurvy coward.

Ye escaped me once

but not a second time will ye hide...

...from the fury

of Captain Skunkbeard.

Let me go. Let... Let me go, I tell...

Watch my knee.

Mom, Pop.

Don't worry. I'll save you!

All right. Now it's parental.

No stinking ghost pirates can mess with

the Jones family and get away with it.

Don't worry, Freddy,

we'll help you save your parents.

You mean, face horrible, scary,

green-eyed, glowing, ghost pirates?

Do we at least get a Scooby Snack?

Shaggy.

Oh, you're right, Scoob.

Maybe just one snack?

We did miss dinner.

Where is everybody?

Like, they vanished.

Just like my crew.

And now my parents are gone.

You know, I bet if we find Fred's

parents, we'll find the others too.

Then let's go squash some buckles.

- What did he say?

- It's Fred-speak.

For "Let's get them."

Okay, Mr. "Apple-stenographer,"

which way?

You don't have to be

an astrocartographer...

...to see that they went thataway.

- Full steam ahead.

- Aye, aye, captain.

You sure you know how

to drive this thing?

Sure. It's just like

the Mystery Machine.

Only bigger and more "floaty."

Yeah, I got it now. We're cruising.

Check it out, Scoob.

Like, I'm king of the world.

Me too.

Creepy fog, dead ahead.

Freddy, so, what's our plan?

Well, I'm gonna ram them.

Avast, ye mateys. Our captain speaks.

Tonight, me hearties,

we are on the verge of greatness.

When the tide is nigh, we will unleash

the powers of The Heavens' Light.

We will open the portals

to times past.

We will once again

travel the seas of yore.

- What is he talking about?

- We will regain our lost treasures.

And reign supreme over the seas.

You people are crazy.

Where's my wife?

There is only one person

who holds the key to our destiny.

Oh, no. This can't be good.

This scurvy dog can lead us

to the location of The Heavens' Light.

If we can only get him

to spill the fish.

- I keep telling you...

- Belay that jabbering, you bilge rat.

Buckoes, what should we

do to the lily-livered landlubber...

...who stands in my...

In our way to greatness?

- Keelhaul him.

- Tar and feather him.

- Let him go.

- Yeah.

- Make him walk the plank.

- Aye. Now, there's an idea.

Matey, who be ye that brings forth

such a brilliant and "piratey" suggestion?

It be I, captain. Sea Salt Sally.

I demand to know

what you've done with my wife.

Shut your trap, you scurvy dog,

before I shuts it for ye.

Oh, Scooby-Doo, where are you?

Ship ahoy.

In chase at a timely clip, sir.

It's Freddy.

Handsomely now, men,

to your battle stations.

- We're under attack.

- Pirates.

Follow me.

No, Freddy!

You, Sea Salt Sally, get him ready

to walk the plank.

Aye, aye, captain.

Tell me what you've done with my wife.

I demand to know where she...

Whoever that poor woman is,

she'll be thanking me for this.

- Now what?

- We can't just bob here like shark bait.

- Shark bait?

- Shark bait?

I can't believe I'm saying this...

...but I sure wish those

ghost pirates would come back.

You smell that, Scoob?

Yeah, coconuts.

- And bananas.

- Oh, no. They've lost it.

Actually, I think

they may have found it.

- Coconuts and bananas are found where?

- On my mom's head.

- No. Land.

- Like, all aboard the Scooby train.

Next stop:
Land.

Good idea.

If we're gonna rescue my parents

and the others...

...we have to find a way off this island.

- We could build a raft.

We can't go back out on the ocean

without food and water.

Great idea. You guys start on the raft.

Scoob and I will go banana hunting.

We haven't eaten in so long,

I can't remember what food tastes like.

Me neither.

Look at you, Scoob.

You've gone bananas.

Look, Scoob. Bananas.

- Yummy.

- Yummy.

- Hey, guys.

- Like, how did you get here?

We took the stairs.

- What did you do, Scooby-Doo?

- Maybe save the day. Good job, Scooby.

Like, why couldn't you have

stumbled onto a five-star hotel?

Sorry.

- I can't see a thing.

- Shaggy, what are you doing?

Feeling for a light switch.

This cave is thousands of years old.

There's no light switch.

- I stand corrected.

- My ship.

I thought she was lost forever.

The ghost pirates must've brought

the Galaxy Gazer...

...back to this cave for some reason.

- It's gone.

- What?

- My antique painting.

Is it valuable?

Only to someone

who studies the stars.

It was a painting of the night sky over

the Bermuda Triangle 200 years ago.

What would ghost pirates want with

an old painting of stars?

Guys.

Looks like we have some

uninvited guests to our secret lair.

Ye will wish ye had gone down

with your ship.

Prepare to suffer the wrath

of Captain Skunkbeard.

Like, can I get a rain check?

Seize them!

Make way for the captain.

- Pop!

- Oh, Freddy.

- Where's Mom?

- Stow it, ye scurvy pup.

My painting.

Your painting?

Methinks we have the wrong man.

At last, the man who will lead me

to that which I seek.

You're coming with me.

Mr. Jones, what does he want

with Rupert?

Beats me. But I know one thing: These

pirates have no idea where they're going.

They kept asking me for directions.

But, Pop, you get lost on the way

to the bathroom.

That's what I told them. That crazy

old pirate kept showing me a painting...

...and asking me to take them

to that spot in the ocean.

I said, "What do you think I am,

some kind of 'Afro-photographer'?"

- That's, astrocartographer.

- So that's why they want Rupert.

The stars in the painting

must be some kind of map.

- But a map to where?

- Hopefully away from this creepy fog.

Yeah.

Look, someone's coming to rescue us.

It can't be. Nobody flies planes

like that anymore.

Aye, the Phantoms of the Triangle

surface, trying to frighten us away.

We must be getting close.

The Cyclops?

That ship's been missing

more than 100 years.

So I guess they won't be saving us.

We must be going into

the heart of the Bermuda Triangle.

Be hearty, me mateys.

This is our moment of truth.

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