Scooby-Doo Page #5

puny, pathetic Mystery Inc...

...to witness my moment of triumph.

All I need to complete

my transformation is Scooby-Doo.

Me? Don't you mean Melvin Doo?

Seize them!

Like, let's get out of here!

Take that, pretty boy!

This is totally un-groovy, Scoob.

Scooby-Doo, where are you?

Yield to my puppy power!

- We gotta tip over the protoplasm vat.

- How?

The pincer. Come on.

You all need to step back,

because Fredster's got his groove on.

Got you! You look

so much bigger on TV.

You're done!

Come back here, you lazy beatnik.

- Crud.

- Told you so.

Like, wow!

Give me the dog!

Down! Sit! Bad Scrappy!

Let's finish this puppy! Now!

Not again.

Captured again, seorita?

Not this time!

- Now who's the damsel in distress?

- Me?

Straight up.

Mystery Inc., this ain't over!

Not by a long shot!

I'll rock you and sock you...

...and crush you like...

- Like, dude?

- What?

You're a bad puppy!

Come on, I can still take you.

Put them up, you mangy mutt.

Is that all you got?

- We did it!

- Yes, we did.

Cut it out.

Mr. Mondevarious, is that you?

Thank goodness!

Thank you! Thank you!

Velma! Thank you!

You're fogging up my glasses.

Two years ago, that little pest...

...turns up at a casting session

for our evil elves.

Next thing I know,

I'm stuck in a hole...

...and he's cavorting about

in a mechanical version of me.

But look, thank you so much.

What a delight. Fantastic!

Fantastic!

I love you, Shaggy.

I love you too, Scoob.

Now get off me, buddy.

Thanks. You saved my life.

Like, no problem.

And thank you, Scooby-Doo.

- My little schmookem-wookem.

- Shucks.

Fred, can you tell us

how you solved the case?

It all started when I was giving

a speech on my new book and...

And I think the Velmster

should take it from here.

Go.

Through the combined

intuitive powers of Mystery Inc...

...we've discovered the real villain

is, in fact, Scrappy Cornelius Doo...

...who sadly was corrupted

by the power of the Daemon Ritus.

Get over it!

So I got a little cranky.

It's no reason to freak out like a jerk

and try to kill all of humanity.

I would've gotten away with it too,

if not for you meddling sons of...

Now that Mystery Inc.

is back together...

...any comment on the Mud Bog Ghoul

who's been terrorizing London?

Whatever the case,

Mystery Inc. will be there.

Solving mysteries, man.

- Righting wrongs.

- Looking for clues and kicking butt.

How groovy is this, man?

Spooky Island finally came through

with its all-you-can-eat deal.

And there's nobody I'd rather

gorge myself with than you, Scooby-Doo.

- My best friend.

- You're my best friend, buddy.

You're beautiful like a beautiful

piece of pizza.

Zoinks! Them peppers is, like, hot.

- Wimp.

- Wimp? You think you can handle it?

Why don't you put your mouth

where your mouth is?

Okay.

Scooby-Doo, you feeling okay?

Here you go, dude.

- Like, how'd that taste, man?

- Delicious.

Well, let's get two more.

On the count of three.

One, two, three!

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