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We'll see you next time.

people with our

What do we do, Laverne?

Should we run?

I don't know, Sheila.

They might be dangerous.

But then again, that blue one is kind of cute.

What do you say, Laverne?

Anything you want me to.

Tall, blue, and jaw -some.

Then when I say five ultra -humongous with quadruple shakes, all you have to

is yes.

Yes.

And could you throw in one of those toasters for good measure?

I like a shark with an appetite.

Just the way I like it.

Crunchy.

What, no water?

No way. Even if we can't figure out what Paranoid's been using the city water

supply with, we know he's done something.

Maybe so.

But the water supply doesn't seem to be hurting that guy over there.

Or anyone else who's drinking it.

And that's another mystery we have to solve.

What luck!

The street sharks and that mud puddle were made for each other.

Huh?

Guys, that's one CV that needs to be taught a lesson.

He's heading for the freeway.

Unfortunately, it's gonna bite even worse if we don't lose these.

Our city's water supply.

Thank you, Madam Mayor.

But if you want something real to worry about, good people, worry about the

street shots.

If people had any sense, they'd be worried about you, Piranha Breath.

Actually, what I'm worried about right now is what Slobster had in that

to say hello to your new playmate, the squid from Australia's Great Barrier

and the most vicious branch of the Amistrapes family.

Once my bioengineering genius transforms his genetic matrix, my

newest creation should be able to stop the street sharks cold.

Lena,

it's Michael. Sorry to interrupt.

But when you worked for Dr. Bolton, did he ever keep any of his top secret info

at his home?

He worked a lot at home. Why?

One of our patrol units spotted a light inside.

I'm going back inside.

Whoever broke in was smart enough to bypass the alarm system.

Looks like he left a little something behind.

We'd better take a sample back to forensics for analysis.

There's another strange thing as well.

For a slime -dripping perpetrator, This burglar was awfully interested in these

family snapshots.

Professor Bolton and his four sons.

I wonder... Dr.

Paradigm, something just came in over the police scanner.

Well, out with it! There's been a break -in at Professor Bolton's house, and the

police found unidentifiable slime on the wall.

Which means it could have been left by the genetically altered version of

Professor Bolton himself.

And whoever was in there not only slimed your father's lab, but also rifled

through your old family album.

Slime? I bet I know where it came from.

You got that right. It smells like Dr.

Slimenoid is up to something.

I got just two words for this, Jawbreakers, and you know what they are.

All dead!

Sharkataza!

Yahoo!

Now let's rap!

I just love it when Dr. Paradigm violates the order of nature.

And no.

For the moment of truth!

Lobster, in fact, with his enhanced tentacle strength and projectile

not to mention this genetically altered venom, which may be just the thing to

help capture the shark, I believe that Killamari would be a far more suitable

name. Even the genetic loyalty implant appears to be a complete success.

Lobster, your selection of this specimen is the best work you've ever done.

Thank you, Doc. paradigm.

Now, to test my next variant on this formula, I think a truly bad

-tempered moray eel from the family Morena Helena would be just the thing.

Whoever was here was performing a biochemical workup on tap water.

Yeah, and looking at my old football pictures... Hey!

You don't think it could have been... Nah.

I wouldn't say no so quickly, Jab, because someone's been copying some

from Dad's hard drive onto this disk, and Dad was the only person who knew the

password that would let you do that kind of thing.

In that case, maybe some of the answers we're looking for are right here.

Remember, your mission is to recover any research data that Professor Bolton may

have left behind.

Sharks show up?

Killamari has my permission to field test his new weaponry on them.

Shark alert!

What's it tapping into?

Trouble! And it's coming up fast from below!

Hey, didn't anyone ever teach you to knock?

Knock on this, shark face.

Hey! I'm just having...

Well, the CV's grabbed Dad's computer disk.

And his computer's a goner as well.

Forget the disk! We're taking a jab out of here fast.

You have done well, my creatures.

And what do we have here?

Incredible! He figured out most of the missing steps.

Oh, mm -hmm. Ha!

I never thought of that.

So simple, and yet only a genius would have realized.

That the addition of some simple carbohydrates is all the first stage of

needs to be complete.

Just a few drops from Fish and City's water supply.

Which the professor and I contaminated back while you were still skulking

a coral reef.

And the nice, fresh carbohydrates which Dr.

Bolton so thoughtfully recommended.

And finally, a dash of my date.

two genetic activation enzymes.

Look at the little squeaky dome.

Did you say little squeaky...

Incredible, Doctor.

And the best part of it is that my version of the formula includes a

obedience factor. Watch.

A part of the formula is still missing.

Would you like to experiment on a shark, Doctor?

Kilimari learns quickly, doesn't he?

The sharks were sighted heading west on 15th Street, wherever that is.

Well? I can find them. The one I speared should be an easy catch.

Sharks, here's the secret.

Based on the... Preliminary info you've given me. I put out the word on the

internet. To see if anyone out there at Cyberspace can help us with the squid

venom antidote.

Gotta go, Ben.

Looks like we got some squid to fry.

Flamu, let them have it.

Nice and flat.

Anchovy breath.

Gone. Huh?

No!

Clammo, get that poison sample back to Lena and work on the antidote.

Streaks, you and I are going out.

Let's go get those sharks.

I only got one choice!

sequence now.

My pleasure.

Ha, this place auto -destructs in 30 seconds.

Looks like we've got you now.

You sure do.

out of joint, but it's the only way.

There

you

go, champ.

I promise.

To get well right away.

But if you feed me any more of that rotten -tasting tide pool tonic, I'm

gonna...

We never told you how the info on the antidote came in. That's right.

Huh? Whoever it was bypassed the normal channels on the Internet, hacked their

way through my internal security... And gave us a perfect formula for an

antidote for Jab.

And for a vaccine, which ought to prevent the rest of you from having a

reaction to Kilimari in the future.

Whoa!

It sounds like we're getting another upload.

And this one's about water.

I wonder if this has any connection to the computer disk the Seabed stole.

Is it possible?

Do you think? I mean, could it be?

Whoa. What do you think?