Scooby-doo! The Mystery Begins Page #2

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You will spend two hours in this room...

...every day starting at 3:00 sharp.

Got it?

Vice Principal Grimes.

Championships coming up, don't you think

an athletic exemption might be in order?

Athletic exemption?

What about an exemption

for the science fair?

The destruction of my prototype

is gonna set me back...

Stop it!

Just stop it.

I cannot believe what I'm hearing.

Petty squabbling over athletics, science.

Meanwhile...

-... the school play is in jeopardy.

-Oh, my goodness.

FRED:
School play? Come on.

-Oh, "state championships. "

GRIMES:

Enough!

No exemptions.

No exceptions.

No excuses.

You're going to be spending

a lot of time together.

Better get used to it.

Maybe just a pass for today's pep rally?

Gotcha.

The rules for detention

are the same as in the library.

That means no talking, no texting...

-... and no eating.

-No fair.

So, like, what the heck are we supposed

to do in a library for two hours?

Try reading a book.

Bad enough they cut my budget.

Now I've gotta do double-duty

with a bunch of illiterates.

Hey, like, look at that,

you all like mysteries, huh?

Yeah, I'm not so into them myself.

You know, they kind of freak me out.

And, you know,

you never know who did it until the end.

But hey, I'm open-minded,

I'll give them another chance.

Anyone got an extra book?

Right. Thanks.

But I'll just pretend I'm in class.

Hey, I'm sorry about bumping into you

like that on the bus.

-It really was an accident.

-It's okay, whatever.

-No, I didn't mean to...

-Okay, look.

I really just wanna finish my book.

I'm just getting to the good part.

Okay, okay.

No problem.

-What?

-Oh, nothing.

I just find it interesting

that you apologized to the pretty girl...

...and not to the girl whose science project

you destroyed.

I didn't apologize

because it wasn't my fault.

Right, just like it's not your fault

that he falls to the floor every morning.

It's not.

Well, you don't exactly

do anything to stop it, so...

He's my friend.

What am I supposed to do?

Some friend.

He's not my "friend" friend.

-We just play on the same team, that's all.

-Yeah, the Coolsville Neanderthals.

Okay, you know what? Forget all of you.

I was just trying to be nice.

Oh, and by the way,

I already read that one.

The old innkeeper did it.

-Oh, no, you didn't.

-I did.

-Hey, I was gonna read that one next.

-Sorry.

Oh, you've completely ruined everything.

Oh, what's going on?

Oh, wow,

brain freeze without the slushy.

Cool.

Unusual climatic anomaly.

There must be a logical explanation for this.

I've heard of books flying off the shelves,

but this is ridiculous. Ow!

Oh, no! Oh, boy.

So much for a logical explanation.

GIRLS:
Ah!

FRED:
Go. Go! Go, go!

Go!

And now, it is my great pleasure

to introduce those crazy cats...

...of Eerie County.

The Coolsville...

...Cougars!

Go, Cougars?

Run! Everybody run!

PRUDENCE:
Run? There's no big rush.

EZEKIAL:
Run, run!

SPECTER:

Students of Coolsville High...

...leave this place now,

or pay for all eternity.

Whoever chooses to remain here

will be doomed.

Hear me? Doomed.

DEEDLE:
Single file. Single file, please.

Everyone... No!

Fire drill procedures, please.

Everyone, just calm down.

The late buses will be here soon...

...and, well, I suppose we should consider

canceling classes tomorrow.

What? Cancel classes?

With all due respect, sir,

I strongly disagree.

-But I...

-It's obvious what's going on around here.

Clearly, we've been made victims

of some sort of prank.

-But why would ghosts pull a prank?

-There are no ghosts.

This is all a hoax perpetrated

by a group of students with an ax to grind.

-Them.

-But we were in detention.

GRIMES:

Exactly.

You were the only ones not at the pep rally,

giving you opportunity on top of motive.

It gives me great pleasure to inform you

that you no longer have detentions.

-Oh, I was freaking out.

-Because now you're all suspended.

VELMA:

Suspended?

But won't that go

on our permanent records?

I'll make sure of it.

DEEDLE:
Grimes, we really must discuss this.

GRIMES:
No running. No running.

Suspended?

What am I gonna tell my parents?

Hey, I'm gonna have to run away

from home.

Oh, no, mother.

I know you'll believe me

when I tell you I did nothing wrong.

It was ghosts.

Ghosts.

Ghosts. Like, that's what Scooby

was saying. Not "roasts," "ghosts. "

Hey, wait up!

Like, maybe we don't have to

tell our parents.

I know someone

who can help us clear our names.

Scooby-Doo, where are you?

Right here.

SHAGGY:

There he is. Handsome devil, isn't he?

DAPHNE:
I can't believe this.

Following a dog to find a ghost?

I can't believe

we're trying to find a ghost at all.

I mean, I don't even think

I believe in ghosts.

While I too am skeptical...

...there's volumes of evidence supporting

the existence of the supernatural.

And historically, canines have been proven

to be highly sensitive to paranormal activity.

Well, we have to try something...

-... if we wanna clear our names.

-Awesome.

Cemetery?

Okay, so now that we know

where the ghosts came from...

...we can just go home

and alert the authorities, and leave.

Oh, guys,

you can't be serious about this.

We're not actually going to a cemetery,

are we?

You sure this is where

you saw those ghosts, Scoob?

Yeah. Sorry.

Boo.

You're not scared, are you?

What?

No.

No. I'm a football player.

We have no fear.

It's just...

No.

Some of these graves

are over a hundred years old.

That one dates all the way back

to the great Coolsville flood.

Coolsville flood?

Right before the turn of the century,

the Eerie Dam burst...

...and all of Coolsville was washed away.

A whole new town was built

right on top of the old one.

Looks like a lot of these people

lost their lives on that fateful day.

Zoinks. Like, we're not expecting rain,

are we? Ow.

-Hey, I think your dog found something.

SCOOBY:
Over here.

"Prudence Prufrock. "

FRED:

"Ezekial Gallows. "

"Keep off the grass. " I made a funny.

Who are they?

And why are they buried together?

-I mean, they don't seem to be related.

-I don't know.

But there's something about these names

that's very familiar.

I just know I've seen them

someplace before.

Looks like following you

wasn't a bad idea after all, was it, boy?

Yeah.

So... So if Scooby saw those ghosts

come out of these graves...

...then that means they must be real.

Fake ghosts don't come from real graves,

do they?

I guess not.

But hold on.

There were three ghosts at the pep rally

Then why are there only two graves?

Well, looks like we officially

have a mystery on our hands.

Let's meet up tomorrow at...

Wait.

Where can we meet?

We're not allowed at school.

We can't go to my house.

The staff would just love to rat me out.

-Staff?

-Oh, no, no, no. It's not a staff.

It's just two maids, a butler,

a groundskeeper...

-Oh, and my dad's valet.

-No, not a staff.

Hey, you can all come over to my place.

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