Scooby Doo! Music of the Vampire Page #2

Fools. Fools, I say.

Will you allow temptation to lure you

into the fangy den of the bloodsucker?

Pretty much. Corn dogs!

Corn dogs, yum.

Hey, Scoob, if the food's this good

outside the festival...

...I can't wait to see

what they've got inside.

Guys, there's no such thing

as real vampires.

Mm.

No such thing

as paying customers either.

Five more complimentary passes.

I'll be lucky to break even this year.

Like, not exactly the kind of bite

I'm looking for.

We're guests of Vincent Van Helsing.

- He owns...

- Yes, yes.

I'm Lita Rutland, owner of the festival.

I know who Van Helsing is.

Unfortunately no one else does.

Imagine a vampire author

in these vampire-crazed times...

...who doesn't sell any books.

Maybe he's just having an off day.

Yeah, maybe.

He's still one of the foremost authorities

on vampire history.

Perhaps, but the world's moved on

from his old-school vampire tales.

Well, I've read all his books.

I think.

Well, you kids enjoy your free lunch. I

mean, your time here at Vampire Palooza.

She's friendly.

Velma.

It's good to see a familiar face.

And this must be the rest

of the famous mystery-hunting crew.

Guys, I'd like you to meet our host...

...the world's foremost expert

on vampires...

...Vincent Van Helsing.

A pleasure.

You know, I'm also an author.

Perhaps you've read my books?

My vampire tales are fact-based.

And not that lusty teen tripe

that's all the rage these days.

Yeah, that modern stuff is way lame.

Hey, did you guys know

Mr. Van Helsing...

...is the great-great-great-grandson

of Abraham Van Helsing?

Wow, a direct descendant...

- ...of the famous vampire hunter for real?

- It's true.

My family has been in the vampire

business for a long time.

That's why I became a vampirologist.

A vampire-what-igist?

Uh, vampirology is the academic study

of the vampire from A to Z.

Come, I'll show you.

My collection of vampire artifacts...

...go back to the very dawn

of the vampire.

This stuff is fang-tastic.

Heh. Get it?

I used the word "fang" instead of "fan."

We get it.

Wow, the ancient book of vampire.

I thought only one copy

of this existed in the world.

You're looking at it.

Check out these awesome stakes.

- Steaks? Where?

- Yummy.

- Oh, those kinds of stakes.

- Aw.

Look at these vampire jewels. Gorgeous.

Those belonged

to an actual Vampire's bride...

...in ancient Walachia.

Looks like she scored

a wealthy vampire husband.

They're quite priceless.

But those stones don't compare

to the real jewel of my collection.

A face to launch 100 million fears.

I bring you the dreaded vampire

Lord Valdronya.

Entombed in glass

for nigh a thousand years.

- Oh, my gosh.

- Wow!

Awesome.

- Looks fake to me.

- Me too.

The vampire lives!

Guys, don't be ridiculous.

- His eyes were glowing!

Mm-hm.

You'll have to excuse them.

They tend to be slightly excitable.

Perfectly understandable.

Lord Valdronya was quite

the fearsome fellow in his day.

We're lucky he's sealed under glass now.

This glass is so murky.

- Ah, Velma, always the skeptic.

- Eh, it's my thing.

Even if the vampire were alive,

he wouldn't get anywhere.

This glass is 6 inches thick.

If only Valdronya would wake...

...I'd have tourists filling this place

like back in the day.

And I wouldn't have

to rent my property...

...to Lita Rutland's

traveling vampire festival just to get by.

Sounds rough.

Lita's threatened to pull out next year

if things don't pick up.

I'm afraid I may not be able

to save my family's legacy.

Then again,

you never know what will happen.

Maybe my latest book

will become a best seller.

You write books? That's fu... Ow.

- Don't we have a show to see?

- Ah, yes. We'd better get going.

The vampires await.

Wait for us!

Our tickets are

being held in the box office. Wait here.

I'll be right back.

"Fangenschanz."

Fangenschanz?

I've heard of them.

They're supposed to be the most amazing

vampire-themed theater troupe ever.

Here, Scoob.

Wear this garlic for protection.

- Vampires hate it.

- Yeah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

you can't bring garlic in here.

"No wooden stakes, garlic

or flash photography."

Huh. Well, I hate to let

perfectly good food go to waste.

No garlic on us.

Ugh. Gross. Just go inside.

Weirdos.

Hello.

Ew, someone's wearing

some stanky perfume.

- I don't smell it. Do you, Scoob?

- Nope.

According to the program...

...the members of Fangenschanz are so

dedicated to the vampire lifestyle...

...they perform only at night.

Method actors.

Ladies and gentle mortals,

it's feeding time.

What's that you hear?

The sound of fear

Because they're here

Vampires roaming the night

What's that you say?

Can't be, no way

They're fake?

Okay

Believe whatever you might

But when the moon is full

On a starlit night

You best all lock

your doors up light

Because, my friend

The vampires start to dance

And they're all around you

Everybody's coming to play

Oh, yes, they found you

And now they're

gonna lake you away

So watch out, lake care

Be smart, beware

Because out there

Something's waiting for you

When midnight comes,

it's time to hide

Say good night and run inside

Because that, my friend, is when

They all come out again

Oh, yes, right now is when

The vampires dance

The vampires dance.

Boo!

Yeah!

What? I'm just showing my appreciation.

We welcome you,

friends and potential blood donors.

And while we are mere performers,

be warned.

If you fear the sight of a real living

vampire, please, leave now.

That's our cue.

Too late.

And now for the first time on any stage,

we shall attempt the unheard of:

The Vampire's return from the grave.

Wow, he's very good.

Don't you guys think he's good?

Like, good?

Meh.

Behold the ancient talisman

of the immortal blood-drinkers.

Take heed, for the mortal world

shall soon be invaded.

Blackest rose, wolf and bane

Bats and crows.

That spell is from

the ancient book of vampire.

These jokers are playing

with supernatural fire.

What the...?

It's working?

Uh... Uh...

This is bad. This is very bad.

That's not Henry.

Oh, no.

Whoa.

- Next year, we're going to Miami.

- Yeah.

I was getting ready before the show

when I was attacked by that vampire.

Are you sure?

Unless you know someone else with

massive fangs and glowing green eyes.

I guess he put me under some sort of spell

and I passed out.

That resurrection chant

was from the ancient book of vampire.

Where on earth did you learn it?

Um, the Internet.

Well, I am afraid you may have unleashed

an unholy terror upon us all.

Maybe we shouldn't

jump to conclusions just yet.

Yeah, I'm sure this nice young man...

Uh, I didn't get your name. Oh.

Bram. And you are?

Bram. I mean, Daphne.

I'm not Bram, you are. Ha-ha-ha.

Oh. What were we talking about?

We were saying we don't know for sure

that Valdronya escaped from his tomb.

Oh. Uh, we should check that out.

You kids go ahead.

I'll stick around here to have a word

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