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Are you sure that thing came in here, Brad?
It's the only place it could have gone.
For real? Maybe we should call the local *** to handle this.
Mickey's right. That thing didn't look exactly... human.
It had horns.
The real question is did we chase it here or we were led here on purpose.
[Gasps] Professor Pericles!
No, come back!
[Discordant notes play]
[All groan]
Aah!
False alarm. It was just a possum.
Mmm...Delicious.
Sorry.
Whoa, far out!
What's that?
What is this?
No idea,
but I can't wait to find out.
From '61 the spell is spun.
No time to run.
The curse begun.
Sync by mczolly www.addic7ed.com
What are you clowns doing to my kitchen?
Like, we're just making breakfast, dude.
Yeah! Gotta start the day off right.
If something living crawls from that pot,
I will not hesitate to devastate. Dig?
So how's it going with your, uh...
Planospheric disc? That's what Pericles called it.
To answer your question, not good.
None of these symbols make sense.
I was hoping maybe you knew something because of...
You know, who you really are.
Sorry, baby. I wish I could help.
Oh, Freddie, just think.
A couple of months from now, we'll be engaged.
Uh-huh.
I want to break the news to everyone just right...
Something big but not tacky.
Yep.
And it has to be better than what my sisters did,
especially dawn.
I mean, please, how hard is it
to train chickens to spell out your name?
All you need is some corn and electrical wire. Heh!
Fred, are you even listening to me?
Sorry, daph.
The mystery machine is a mess!
Nothing is where it should be.
But, heh, I've got a plan.
I downloaded an app for my smart phone
that tells me whenever some of my equipment has been moved.
Check it out.
[Cell phone belches]
Isn't that awesome? [Sighs]
Come and get it!
Might be heavy on the caramel,
but Scoob found some hot sauce that should cut that.
Cabeza fuego?
It means "fire head."
I know what it... Jinkies! That's it!
Like, did she get sick of the food already?
She didn't even taste it.
I couldn't figure out the writing on the disc because it was backward...
And in Spanish!
Wait, that trunk I was sitting on...
Check it out. Aren't there Spanish books in there?
That's the trunk we found at darrow college
with the stuff about the town!
[Gasps]
- Mr. E! - Mr. E!
Greetings, mystery incorporated.
In order to truly decipher what lies within,
you will need to begin where this mystery ended.
Of course!
Gang, get that trunk in the van.
We're going back to school,
and I know just who can help us.
No. Sorry. Can't help.
Now is just not a good time.
Shh!
Oh, come on, Professor Hatecraft.
You're, like, the only teacher we know here besides Harlan Ellison.
That guy scares me.
Besides, Harlan's away on sabbatical at a misanthrope's convention.
Which is precisely my problem.
With Harlan away, Dean fank has replaced him
with a new Professor... Regina wentworth.
The author of the "dusk" teen vampire romance series?
Oh, my gosh! I've read them all...
"Dusk," "dusk: Early evening,"
"dusk: Just before bedtime."
Forbidden love, hidden desire,
Fred, those books are so us!
Just with less bloodletting.
Shhh!
Since the scandal discrediting my last novel,
"chargargothicon: The beast that hath no name,"
my books haven't been selling.
To please Dean fank, I've been trying my hand
at writing a teen vampire novel,
but I have no idea what teens these days do.
Well, that's easy.
We're into solving mysteries and building traps!
Why don't you let us help you?
Like, yeah. We've been teenagers forever.
And in return, you can help us decipher the papers in our trunk.
You'd do that for me?
Sure! And don't worry, Professor.
The Dean won't even know we were here.
- Aah! - Aah!
I am The Obliteratrix,
and I have but one purpose...
To destroy mystery incorporated!
Zoinks! [Whimpers]
She killed the mystery machine!
And the trunk!
And my trap gear!
Forget about that!
Run!
- Aah! - Aah!
[Laughs maniacall]
Aah!
Aah!
- Aah! - Aah!
Like, not only does this chick really hate us,
but she's not human! She's...
A ghost assassin!
Up ahead. We can lose her in there.
[All screaming]
[Panting] We lost her.
Way to go, Professor.
Where are we?
Uh-oh.
I'm here with Natasha fank, Dean of darrow college,
and beautiful teen vampire romance author Regina wentworth.
Ladies, any idea what happened?
We're investigating.
Oh, please.
It was obviously that creep H.P. Hatecraft.
Jealous, much, mister oldy olderson writer?
[Giggling]
This is just the excuse fank has been waiting for to get rid of me.
Why would this ob-ob-ob... [Stammering]
Whatever...Want to destroy us?
What if itasn't us, but what we had?
You mean that trunk full of clues?
Like, that could mean the obliter... [stammers]
The Obliteratrix isn't an undead assassin at all.
Well, whoever she is,
she messed with the wrong van.
The mystery machine will be avenged!
This has that flying rat Pericles' wing prints all over it.
[Playing mysterious notes]
Possible, albeit a little sloppy for him.
We'll wait and see.
Wait and see? The kids are in danger!
Ed will look into it,
but no interfering unless necessary.
I don't like this, e.
Understood. But let's not forget, little angel...
I brought you back to crystal cove.
We're both in this together.
Remember?
Without the darrow files from the trunk,
we're pretty much starting from scratch.
I'll take the Spanish section.
Daphne, crystal cove history. And Fred...
Will come with me.
We can discuss the you-know-what while we're looking.
Cool! I've got some great ideas.
You do? Oh, Freddie.
Ugh. Wish I'd gone with Shaggy and Scoob.
Thank you for agreeing to help me with my novel.
No problemo.
Forgive the mess.
I've been trying to get more into the spirit of a teenage girl.
I've tentatively called my novel
"the disinterment of groth van anuroth. Yo, yo, yo."
What do you think? Too urban?
Oh, boy.
So that's my idea... An engagement trap!
Now all we need is a place big enough to contain our friends and family.
Does crystal cove have a missile silo?
Grr. Enough!
Couldn't we just tell everyone over a nice brunch?
I can see you two are searching hard.
Come on, I think I found something.
Recognize anything?
That drawing, it looks like...
Our disc piece! Only...
It's complete.
Spanish conquistadors used the planospheric disc
to navigate uncharted oceans,
and sometimes to hide their cargo so it could be found later.
Cargo like a haunted treasure!
Questions are what is the treasure,
and where are the other pieces of the disc?
[Cell phone belches]
- Ew! - Ew, Freddie!
That wasn't me. It was my smart phone.
That's the sound my trap tracker makes,
but that's impossible unless the mystery machine is alive!
"I knew the moment I saw the school's teen vampire hottie in biology class,
"he was the one.
"His cleft chin was like the maw of torgon,
"the beast of hammersville isle.
His name was Barry."
Ok, like, stop. Barry?
Dude, you need a real teen name...
Like Shaggy!
And where's the food, h.P.? Sheesh.
[Knocking on door]
Professor Hatecraft!
We think the mystery machine might still be alive,
but we need to track it down. Do you have a car?
No...But I know where we can get one.
I wonder what Fred would look like
with fangs and skin the color of boiled pork?
[Cell phone beeping]
Everybody follow me.
[Beeping]
According to my tracker, the mystery machine should be right in front of us.
But this is just an old train.
Or is it?
- The mystery machine! - The mystery machine!
Like, why would oblivo... Whatever her name is...
Fake blowing it up and then hide it here?
[Obliteratrix's voice] To lure you into a trap.
Oh, right. That makes...
[Shudders] Zoinks!
Like, where does she keep getting these weapons?
That outfit has no pockets!
Run!
- Aah! - Aah!
- Aah! - Aah!
In here!
Whoa!
Has anyone else noticed that The Obliteratrix is in great shape?
I was just trying to point out that the same could be said for Regina.
Coincidence?
But why would Regina wentworth want us dead?
We'll figure that out later.
Right now we need to get to the mystery machine so I can rig one of my traps.
Come on!
[Maniacal laughter]
[Beeping]
[All gasp]
Unh!
[Beeping]
Hyah!
Now, Scooby!
Time to see who we caught.
Huh?
I want Hatecraft arrested.
He's stolen school property.
And he broke Todd.
All right, ladies, enough. First things first.
Tell me more about this super hot Obliteratrix girl.
Is she, uh, single?
You're fired.
Pack your office and be gone by morning.
Come on, Regina.
Good luck with your career, h.P. Buttcraft.
[Laughing]
My life is over.
As shagoth ganar would say...
"Lo the tentacles of Agelbhor have eaten my entrails
and gargled my liver."
Well, mystery incorporated,
it appears you've made an enemy.
Fortunately for you,
I still require you alive.
The darrow archives. Start digging, gang.
I've been through the trunk a bunch of times.
It's mostly stuff about the conquistadors who founded crystal cove.
The haunted treasure...
Wait. Here's something.
Several documents reference "coloro vidrio," colored glass,
and "ore," which means pray.
Like, who would pray to colored glass?
What if colored glass means stained glass, like in a church?
Ooh! Ooh! Aphrodite and Pericles!
Right, Scoob! Pericles stole the conquistadors' map
when Aphrodite attacked the town!
A map that was in...
- The old Spanish church! - The old Spanish church!
Ok, everyone start looking for clues.
[Whimpers]
[Rats chittering]
[Whimpers]
[Gasps]
Gang, look at this.
It's identical to the locket I found in the caves.
The original mystery incorporated must have been here.
We're getting close.
Start digging. Maybe there's more clues.
Uh, where are Shaggy and Scooby?
Aah! Help! It's on me!
[Rat chittering]
[Shouting indistinctly]
Mommy!
- Oh! - Oh!
Oof!
Jinkies! This hole probably goes straight down
to the crystal cove mines.
Must have been hidden for decades.
I wonder if anyone else knows about this.
No. It's a secret that will die with all of you tonight!
She's back!
Don't worry, Scoob. This time I'm one trap ahead of her.
[Beeps]
- Aah! - Aah!
Far enough, Regina.
Do what you want to me,
but by the conflagration of rog garoth,
you will not hurt my friends.
Hyah! Hyah!
Unh!
- Aah! - Aah!
Now, where were we?
I was about to kick your sorry butt outta here.
[Both grunting]
Hyah!
[Beeping]
Aah! Unh!
Aah!
[Screams]
Now, Regina, time to come clean
and reveal that you're...
- Alice may? - Alice may?
Who's Alice may?
She once pretended to be a ghost girl
to kidnap Fred for her man posse
because she wanted revenge for her father, the creeper.
But, like, how did you get out of jail?
I got out with the help of the same person who sent me to destroy you...
Mr. E!
- Huh? - Huh?
Huh?
E enlisted my services to put you kids in danger
in hopes of drawing out his enemy, Professor Pericles.
He figured if Pericles thought you were in trouble,
he'd come to your rescue.
E knew if he could get Pericles to reveal himself,
it'd leave his piece of the planospheric disc vulnerable.
Everything was fake... Special effects.
But, like, where'd you get all the high tech stuff?
How'd you disappear?
E took care of that.
It was all courtesy of one of destroido's shell corporations,
quest research laboratories.
They supplied me with everything I needed...
Weapons, a high tech cloaking device, even the effects.
[Barks]
So this was all staged by Mr. E
to use the kids as parrot bait.
That's right. And it would have worked, too,
if I hadn't been stopped by you, miss meddling sassy pants!
Wait, so are you telling me
that you escaped from prison months ago, and I never noticed?
[Chuckling] I don't think so.
[Siren]
Well, gang, another mystery solved.
I just wish we could have done something about your job,
Professor Hatecraft.
H.P.? Yoo-hoo!
Oh, there you are, you dear man.
Don't worry, Dean fank.
I'm on my way to clean out my office now.
Clean out your office? Oh, never. Heh!
Haven't you heard the wonderful news?
The song "Chargargothicon," based on your novel,
is a huge hit in Japan.
And since darrow college published the book,
we're gonna make a fortune!
[Gasps and chuckles]
Now, I'm giving you Regina's old office...
Vampire books are so done...
And I'm having the dusk mobile repainted.
Well, angel, it looks like we owe you one.
Yeah. You saved our tails.
How'd you know where we were?
[Sighs] It's time, angel.
I can't keep this secret anymore.
I wanted to tell you kids earlier, but I was afraid.
Afraid of what?
Of telling you the truth.
My real name isn't angel dynamite.
It's Cassidy Jones.
I'm one of the original members of mystery incorporated that disappeared.
- What? - What?
It was all an accident.
We should have never been in that condemned church.
But Brad said he'd seen someone coming and going at night,
and he wanted to investigate.
We thought we'd found a treasure map,
but it wasn't treasure; It was a threat,
to not just our lives but the lives of our families.
The thing in those caves forced us to leave crystal cove,
or those who loved us would pay the price.
L-l-like, who threatened you?
He called himself the freak... There, now you know the truth.
That's what happened to the original mystery incorporated,
and it will happen to all of you if you don't stop!
Forget about the planospheric disc.
Give Pericles your piece, or Mr. E.
I don't care. The mystery is over.
Let it end tonight!
You lied to us, angel.
You've been lying to us from the beginning.
Why should we listen to anything you have to say to us now?
This mystery isn't over until we say it's over.
Come on, gang.
No. No, you don't understand.
He's still out there.
The freak is still out there!
The curse begun, but soon they'll see,
the buried truth will end with me.
Sync by mczolly www.addic7ed.com
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