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Same spot, same deal.

Excellent.

It looks too good to be true.

A new crisis hit the streets of Woodspring.

Nuggie Funtime cards.

These Funtime collectibles have been released to celebrate the 100th

of our beloved Nugg.

My lucky gold edition Nuggie Funtime card.

Shit, Nugg. Such a rare Nuggie Funtime card. The official Nuggie Funtime swap

meet will be held this weekend. Today, in fact, right here at Woodspring

Academy. And all the cool kids will be here.

Cool.

Wow.

Trade your boring old Nuggie Funtime cards for new 100 % authentic Nuggie

Funtime card packs. Maybe if I trade my card, I can get gold cards for all of

us. I so want one.

As if anyone would trade with a tink -tonk.

How many packs for this?

It's got a little trace, but it's super rare.

It's also really lucky.

For your gold Nuggie Funtime card, we'll give you...

Three packs.

Make it four and you guys got yourself a deal.

Oh, yeah, whatever.

Cool. Wow, this is cool.

Lucky fun time.

Wow,

a package.

Why would they give you four for your one?

You're getting that getty look on your face again.

Oh, yeah. Your eye is twitching. It's very intense.

What is he up to?

They're all fake, darlings.

Sucknog! No!

Don't be so hard on yourself. This is incredibly good work.

Emilia Katingatong, you evil genius! No, this is the work of a master artist.

Commandment number six.

If it looks too good to be true... It is.

With Cuttlefish eliminated, we've only got Scribbler the forger, Bruiser the

muscle, and Wheels the driver left.

It's got to be Scribbler. He was the master forger. And this is some

fakery. But why would Emilia have cards from Scribbler?

Maybe he's back to get the nug. And he's working with Emilia.

Queenie? What's Scribbler's deal?

The Scribbler was the most unassuming artist, an aloof daydreamer, but a

brilliant faker.

Some people say some of the world's greatest artworks were actually his

When he wasn't heisting with us, you'd often find him sketching away.

Oh, his illustrations were divine.

His fruit, his sandwiches, his desserts.

Snacks in general. Oh, he really loved his snacks.

He was our lookout on that fateful night.

But after that Nug Heist disaster, he simply disappeared.

And we never saw that delightful, mysterious fellow ever again.

We've got to find him. How are we going to find him?

Amelia? First things first, Offalbert, we're getting your lucky gold Nuggy

Funtime card back.

Really? Chef Nug?

Chef Nug, a good leader looks after their team.

Then we get Scribbler.

So sorry, swap meet is over.

You can come back to trade more cards tomorrow.

You're trading space.

How dare you?

I am outraged. You're a crook. I'm an entrepreneur.

Where's Uncle Beth's Chef Nug? All cards from today's swap meet are being

donated to the Nugfest Youth Leadership Committee.

It's you, isn't it?

Gotta run.

Nesbitt, carry.

Yes, Amelia.

Sorry about your card -awful blurt. It's OK.

It's a lesson of the hard way. If it looks too good to be true... Bingo

That's got to be the guy making the fake.

Could he be?

Scribbler?

Look at his outfit.

Hates flatted coat and artistic beret.

Sturdy boots for running away after he's done something dodgy.

I don't know.

He doesn't seem very criminally. That's what a criminal would want you to think.

Look!

He's catching his back.

He is.

Scribbler!

need to get in there. But how?

That's a security door.

Wait, I've seen that swipe card before.

Or Nesbitt.

Did you say that? Like I caught it. I'm getting better.

You didn't say it.

Hi.

Hi, Nesbitt.

It's me, Penelope, from school.

How are you? Sweet juggling skills.

Practicing a trick where I throw a ball up.

Hit someone in the face. Pretend it was an accident, but it really truly was on

purpose. I heard a rumor you're really good at handstands. Duh, I'm like the

best in the school.

I'll time you.

You're on.

I call this one the flamingo.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,

9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15.

16, 17, 18, 19, 20!

Here, you drop this.

Find the Nuggie Funtime fake. Find Scribbler. Find the Nugg. Ooh, sneaking

a building?

Sounds sneaky.

Why don't you come with us? I want to watch the master at work.

Oh, if Scribbler is in town and he recognises me, you won't get the

that you need.

And I...

Done.

Wow.

This is good. This is very good, Offy. And every crew needs a sensitive

soul with a steady hand.

Thanks, guys. I love painting.

But Scribbler also has a secret calling card.

Allow me to blow your minds, Joeys.

Today's trick, the ultimate...

In sneaky messaging.

Invisible ink.

I can't see anything.

Smells like salad dressing.

Yes, because that's what it is, in part.

Well, it's lemon juice, to be exact.

Step one, dip a cotton bud in lemon juice and write a secret message.

Step two, apply heat.

Gently, low heat only.

No fires.

We're not toasting marshmallows here.

Amelia rules.

Let's crack this case.

Invisible ink is the perfect tool for a secret plan, a sneaky calling card, or

telling your crew the truth without the whole world knowing too.

And where there's invisible ink, there's Scribbler.

Okay, let's see how good awful bits of fake entry pass is.

Uh, Joey's?

It's open anyway.

Right!

In that case, let's go in and look for clues.

Hang on.

Shouldn't somebody be outside making sure no one else enters the gallery?

volunteer.

Walkie -talkies?

Check!

Good luck!

Spooky. Better get into character.

That's weird. There's no one here.

Maybe Scrubba's gone again.

Over by your feet.

Sorry, when I get nervous, I... Just don't be nervous, then.

How do I do that?

Just act.

Penelope was nervous, but now I'm in character as a top -level secret agent.

Penny Sugarpie 012.

Start acting, and you'll become an edgy old boy.

But I'm not a brilliant actor like you.

Well, maybe just wait here, and we'll come get you after we've failed the

mission. No worries. I don't want to risk it.

I love this bus.

So sneaky. So dangerous.

There's got to be some good enough clues around here.

Wait.

Which door do we choose?

I don't know.

This one gives me a good vibe. Wait!

What if... Toasty.

Invisible ink.

Scribblers' calling card.

Good thinking, Amelia.

It looks like a riddle.

Three numbered doors before your eyes.

Two will shout their loud surprise.

The even path is calm and clear.

Choose it wisely.

Have no fear.

Two will shout.

There must be alarms behind two of the doors. But which ones?

Even path is calm and clear.

Wait!

How did you... Two's the only even number.

The even path?

I love riddles.

Invisible ink for the win.

Fake Nucky Funtime cards.

This place must be Scribblers Hideout.

Anyone hear me? Anyone?

Awfulbert, are you okay?

I'm more than okay.

I'm in art heaven.

Over. Wow.

Good for you.

Penelope? Amelia?

That is Rufford.

Over. Kai, can you hear us? We found all the Nuggie Funtime fakes. This is

definitely Scribblers Workshop.

Kai, can you hear us?

It seems our blasted walkie -talkies have lost signal deep in the bowels of

gallery.

Don't want to turn back now. Me either. My instincts tell me there's more

intrigue ahead.

Backup plan.

Found fake card heading deeper.

Stay frosty.

Stay.

Frosty. If Othelbert or Kai come through here, they'll know.

What

is that?

I, uh, made a fake swap card.

You made this?

Yes. Hand -painted.

Don't be sorry. We're open anyway.

Just trying to save on electricity.

It's exquisite.

Aw, thanks.

I love art, but it's nothing like that.

Yes, well, that is special.

These are all yours?

Yes. All mine.

Wow.

Um, sorry, sir.

Wear clothes, because there's been a toilet explosion. Just poo everywhere.

Well, that's right. I don't mind a little poo on my shoe.

Dad?

Hi.

Shouldn't you be at home?

Shouldn't you be delivering mail?

Well, you know that the postal service doesn't deliver on the weekend.

No, me, I'm, uh...

Well, I'm just, I'm in the market for some art.

What might you be doing here with a stop sign?

I am bird watching for a school assignment.

Bird watching.

Yes, this area's known for its liar birds, actually.

I guess we are both just doing normal, regular...

People things.

Well then, I shall see you at home?

Not if I see you first.

Why fake?

Why not originals? Because nobody pays thousands for a Dave from Woodspring

Scribble. A good forger isn't just a copycat.

They're like a ghost. They have to think like the artist, breathe like the

artist, even cry like the artist.

So, forgers are basically actors with a paintbrush?

Exactly. But instead of applause, they get arrested.

Is that my chef knock?

This?

This is payment for some work I did.

The other loot is in boxes in my office, but I could tell that this Nagi Funtime

card was special.

Yeah, it's lucky.

Then you must have it back.

Every artist needs a good luck charm.

Thank you.

Scribbler's office.

Hey, look.

Everyone's real card.

I reckon Scribblers supplies the fakes, Emilia trades them for the real ones,

they sell them and split the profit.

Not anymore.

We can give them all back.

We'll be like modern day Robin Hood.

And the best part, Emilia's going to have a meltdown.

Yeah.

You have been stalling me. What?

You've been stalling me.

What? What's in there, Joey?

Thieves! What?

Much better.

Thieves!

We are not the thieves. You're the thief.

I'm no thief. I'm just an art enthusiast.

There's the guy forging Noggy Funtime cards.

Admit it.

You're the scribbler.

From... The Kangaroo Gang?

The 99 Nug Kipper? The gang's master artist?

Ring any bells?

Oh, no.

I don't paint these things. I just move them, hang them, sell them.

Wait. You're not the artist.

You said you painted these.

No, I did not.

Watch it again if you want. He never technically said he was the artist.

Come on. I like art. I'm just not an artistic genius.

But you were sketching your snack.

What? This.

Interesting line work. I like the shape. Solid shading.

We're kind of in the middle of something here.

He's holding a lemon. Maybe he's... Scribbler?

We'll figure this out.

But there's something we need to do first.

That was nuts.

What was nuts, my little puppy?

The birds I saw while I was bird watching.

It's gone.

Actually, we really have to put that bird data into our assignment folder.

Oh, yes, urgently. Let's go. Sounds important.

Hey, a new postcard arrived from your mum today.

Hey, I didn't think the postal service worked on the weekend.

Well, what I did was I did a special delivery just for you two.

You better go and sort that bird data.

Yeah.

They're not doing bird assignments, are they, Mother?

What they are or aren't doing is not in my business.

I'm just a delightful grandma spending time with my family.

Hmm.

Well, at least they're not on the screens.

Okay, let's go over it one more time. The gallery owner isn't Scribbler.

Scribbler is a shadowy figure who was kidnapped by another mysterious figure.

And he dropped this.

So did Scribbler drop it? Or did the kidnapper drop it?

There's something inside.

A secret compartment.

Whoa.

RC1135. What is that? Some kind of code?

So if it wasn't Scribbler, then who was it?

Kai? I have no idea.

We know one thing.

If Scribbler was taken, then only Bruiser and Wheels left.

We're getting closer to the Nug.

I'll see 1135.

I'll see 1135.

You hungry, bud?

Because I've got a sandwich here with your name on it.

Dad, I'm brushing my teeth.

So, how was your mum's postcard?

Good. Thanks for the special delivery.

Is that why you're at the gallery today?

Like I said, I was looking for art.

Yeah, I'm an art guy.

Yeah, I love me some art.

Whoa, is that the time?

I am pooped, huh?

Good night, bud.

Night, Dad.

Some sandwiches come with a side of fries.

Some come with a side of lies.