Spooky Buddies Page #2

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Come on. Let's catch up to our kids.

[haunted house sounds]

Now, I know you're all excited

about trick-or-treating tonight,

but let's not forget that your Fernfield

history projects are due Monday.

Monday?

What a bonehead.

Yes, Billy. Is that a problem?

It's been assigned

for the last two weeks.

Oh! Oh, that project!

Yeah, I totally finished mine.

Great, Billy.

What subject did you choose?

I, uh...

The Curse of the Howlloween Hound.

Perhaps your project might

finally answer

whether the legend is true or not.

Oh, oh, definitely!

OK, class dismissed.

[high-pitched giggling]

Happy Halloween!

- Bye.

- Wow.

What am I gonna do?

If I don't pass this project,

I'm gonna be history!

What do you mean, Billy?

Sounds like you've got

a great spooky topic.

I just picked the first thing

that came into my head.

I totally forgot about

this history project.

Uh-oh.

I don't even know if I'll be able to go

trick-or-treating tonight.

Now, that's a disaster.

You know, if the police were involved,

then I bet Sheriff Dan knows

a thing or two about it.

- [all] Yeah.

- All right.

- Yeah, good idea.

- All right, let's go check it out.

- All right.

- Yeah, let's go.

The Howlloween Hound, yeah.

I've heard that spooky story

around the campfire once or twice.

Careful, kids,

there's a stair here that...

- [kids yelling]

- Yep, that's the one.

OK. Sheriff Jim kept all the evidence

from every case

he was ever on down here.

We're bound to find something

in these cold case files.

How are we gonna find

anything down here?

Don't worry, kids. I got this

entire room perfectly organized.

- [grunting]

- [clattering]

- That's been moved.

- [Billy] Uh-huh.

OK, we're looking for 1937.

- 1978.

- [Sheriff Dan] 1983.

1976. This could prove difficult.

Hey, I think this is it, Sheriff Dan!

- What?

- Yeah, check it out!

- Holy Dinah!

- Sweet!

That's good detective work, Billy.

Yeah.

Halloween, 1937.

- Whoa!

- Oh!

[Billy] No! No, wait, wait!

[Pete] Oh, dude.

- [groans]

- Uh... Wow.

OK... yep.

Thanks, Sheriff Dan.

Sweet.

- Whoa, that's cool.

- Whoa!

- What is that?

- Wow!

- Whoa.

- Sick.

That's quite the magic wand.

Hey, that'd be great

for my presentation.

Huh.

Do you think I could borrow it?

- [Bartleby] Yeah.

- [Pete] That's a good idea.

Well, it is a part

of this cold case file.

But it's been over 70 years, so, uh...

- Ah, what the heck.

- Cool.

But remember, that's police evidence,

so I'm gonna need that back, Billy.

Oh, I promise I'll bring it back.

OK. Wouldn't want

you casting any spells.

Well, let's go back upstairs.

I have a souffl in the oven.

[Bartleby] Souffl?

[Pete] Dude.

[snoring]

Hey there, Deputy dude.

Huh? What's going on?

Ooh! Top of the morning to you, Buddies.

Actually, it's afternoon, Deputy.

We were wondering where you pups went.

Hey, guys, it's four o'clock!

If we don't get ready

for trick-or-treating,

we're not gonna maximize

our candy potential!

Yeah. Thanks for all the help,

Sheriff Dan.

Well, good luck

with your project, Billy.

You let Sheriff Dan know if there's

anything else I can do for you.

And you kids, remind your parents

to come to the Fernfield

Spooky Brew Ha-Ha tonight,

or I'll have to arrest them!

[all laughing]

- [all] Thanks, Sheriff. Bye!

- [Sheriff Dan] See you!

[recorded laughter]

Come on, B-Dawg.

Let's go, boy.

[door closing]

- Hey, Mom.

- Oh, hello, dear.

I gotta get ready for trick-or-treating.

- Did you pick up the costume?

- Oh, I sure did.

- It's just over there on the table.

- Cool.

And I bought a matching one

for B-Dawg as well!

Oh, sweet.

[bell dinging]

Mom?

Oh, isn't that adorable?

You are just gonna be the cutest

little hip-hopper out there.

[stammering] Mom, I said hip-hop rapper,

not hip-hop rabbit!

I mean, are you trying

to completely ruin our street cred?

- [barking]

- I'm sorry. We cannot wear these.

Billy, you two will look

adorable as bunnies.

[groans]

Huh.

[stammering]

- Check it out, B-Dawg.

- [whimpering]

I present to you, Warwick the Warlock,

- at your service.

- [whining]

I'm sorry, B-Dawg,

but it's really not that bad.

[whining]

Hey, check this out, buddy.

This must have been

what the warlock looked like.

And see the photo?

That must be the boy from the story,

and his little pup, Pip. See?

2332 Pine Lane.

I wonder if he still lives there.

Yeah, I know, it was,

like, 75 years ago.

He'd be older than Grandpa by now.

Man, that's old.

If I could just talk to him,

this would be the easiest project ever.

- [owl hooting]

- It's kind of creepy.

Hurry!

Almost... got it.

- There!

- [cat growling]

[yelling]

- Dude, chill. It's just a dumb cat.

- [yowling]

I bet there's tons

of weird stuff we can use

to scare those dudes from class with.

Oh, man. It's getting dark.

We better hurry.

[grunting]

Whoa.

[Skip] Almost.

What? I got more visitors?

[Skip] Check it out.

[Rodney] Whoa.

[kids laughing]

All right.

With the Howlloween Hound,

I will control the world.

- [chuckling]

- [exaggerated laughter]

Hey, that is really good.

- Thanks, dawg.

- Whoa.

Why is that thing, like, glowing?

- [Sam] Oh, yeah. Intriguing.

- Huh.

I don't know.

Maybe it has batteries or something.

Argh, nice costume, matey!

Does the "B" stand for bunny?

[all laughing]

This ain't no ordinary rabbit costume,

dawgs.

It's a killer rabbit.

And those things are da bomb!

- Now let's go score some sugar.

- Oh, yeah.

There are healthy

alternatives to sugar, too.

My family is handing out

homemade almond raisin granola.

How cool is that?

OK, no offense,

but I vote we skip Sam's house!

- Yeah.

- Me, too.

- Me three.

- Ah, man.

- [Alice] Sorry.

- Sorry, buddy. Come on!

[Alice] Whoa, check out the full moon!

[owl hooting]

Awesome!

[creaking]

Whoa.

"Rodentus...

...trans...

...something."

- Rodney!

- What?

- [rumbling]

- [groaning]

[clinking]

We are... free!

Oh, no!

[evil laughter]

Oh, it was horrendous in there!

- [groaning]

- [whimpering]

Are you the ones that released us?

- Speak up!

- [both gasping]

Wait a minute.

Where's my staff? My book?

You've stolen them, haven't you?

Give me that.

Ratius rodentius!

- [sizzling]

- [Warwick laughing]

[Skip squeaking] Oh, no!

What happened to us?

[Rodney] Let's get out of here!

Now... they won't be able

to warn the rest of the town.

We must finish the spell.

I can smell the blood

of the five puppies we need.

They have been in this room.

Oh, no!

[squeaking]

Hey, watch where you're going!

That's my tail!

Will you zip it? We have to find help!

[yowling]

You'll make a great Halloween treat.

[loud yowl]

Come on! We were just kidding before!

We love cats, really!

[frantic squeaking]

[yowling]

[growling]

[creaking]

[hooting]

[sighs] Oh.

The Manor has seen better days.

[hooting] Master, it's true.

You're back!

[Warwick] Yes, Hoot,

you moronic birdbrain.

Go and find my staff.

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