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Once upon a time, there lived a king and queen

who hosted a feast for their new baby girl.

An evil fairy that was not invited

cursed the infant princess

so that someday she would prick her finger on a spinning wheel

and fall into a deep, deep sleep.

Look, whoever's out there, knock it off!

This is a story about Lord Betrayus, not Sleeping Beauty!

Und besides, Pac-Man is a big beach ball,

not a baby girl.

So there's no correlation whatsoever.

Sheesh.

Rise and shine, dude.

Hey, come on, Pacster, you snooze, you lose.

Too soon.

Lost mega sleep. Gotta get it back.

I know between midterms and saving the city

you haven't gotten your 40 winks lately,

but you've gotta get up now or you'll be

late... For... Class!

Wake me when it's 7:30.

It's already 8:00!

Then make it 8:30.

Pac, if you don't get up right this sec,

you'll miss breakfast!

What?

Breakfast?

Sleep good, food better!

Never fails.

The Pac is back

Ghosts chomping at his feet

Pac's our hero Pac just can't be beat, yeah

Pac-Man yellow, Pac extreme He's a chowing-down machine

Ghosts, monsters, ghouls And only one can stop them

Pac-Man rules

The Pac is back

Ghosts chomping at his feet

Pac's our hero Pac just can't be beat

The Pac is back!

You Pac Worlders are so annoyingly pleasant!

Oh, sure, go about your petty lives without a care,

but someday, I, Lord Betrayus,

will conquer you all!

Ranting about world domination again, I see.

It's good to have goals.

Now, what's that you're holding?

Let me guess!

A newfangled toilet plunger?

A toilet...

Oh, I am good.

Yes, yes. Very amusing, your hilariousness.

However, this is exactly what every

would-be world-dominating ghost needs.

Okay, you've got my attention.

Behold, the Spooka-Bazooka!

I like the name.

Catchy. So what does it do?

Allow me to demonstrate.

But we will need

my ever-boring brother's assistance.

Attention.

That set my day straight.

Butt-ler. Calling Butt-ler.

Report to my throne room immediately

or face my fiercest wrath!

Now what does that royal hothead want?

I am, by far, the most put-upon poltergeist

on or under the planet.

Nobody sees my true worth.

What in the nether regions?

Upgraded security.

Identify yourself.

Voice identification?

Fingerprint? Eyeball scan?

Flatulence recognition.

Excuse me?

You heard me. Fart into the analyzer.

Never!

Pass gas or no pass.

Pee-yew!

I believe you've melted my circuitry.

Well?

Analysis... Traces of slime, slug-kraut,

moldy cheese and refried dung beetles.

Identification confirmed. Butt-ler.

You actually passed gas!

On demand!

I'm so glad

my utter humiliation brought some much-needed joy

into your barren lives.

Now perhaps you will tell me why you have summoned me?

To help me demonstrate this!

Wait! No, no! Stop!

Your gibberish aside,

I loathe that gizmo!

Ditto to the 10th power.

Hello!

I'm Lord of Ghosts! Duke of Spooks!

Why would I want a phantom-bagger?

He means besides humiliating me with it.

My brilliant brainchild was not meant for you, Milord.

It's intended to be sold to the Pac Worlders.

Where did you graduate?

Lamebrain Academy for Pathetic Traitors?

Actually, I was top of my class at Pac World U.

Then answer me this, Dr. Swinestein,

why would I sell anti-ghost weapons to my enemies?

Because every one of them will buy one,

filling Pac World with my invention.

When did the loony train pull in?

My perfect plan is pure genius!

At noon on Monday,

the weapons will all begin playing a powerful lullaby

that will put every Pac citizen to sleep.

Hogwash! No sane being

would ever believe there's a piece of music that can...

Doubt me, will you, Lord Dimwit?

Who, what, why, when, how?

Enjoy your nap?

I love it!

How long will the Pac Worlders stay asleep?

About two hours.

One hundred minutes, to be exact.

The evil fairy boasted

that the princess would sleep for 100 years.

When the king heard this...

Look, this fairy tale thing is really annoying!

Okay, the number 100 is similar,

but years und minutes are completely different measurements.

So stop interrupting!

One hundred minutes is plenty of time to take over a sleeping land!

Defeating the Pac-pest and the entire army

will be as easy as taking candy from a sleeping baby.

Perhaps this time you will even succeed

in locating the repository holding our corporeal bodies.

Count on it, gas bag!

And the Tree Of Life!

So, how do we get these Spooka-Bazooka babies into Pac World?

Infomercial!

Dibs on directing!

Heard you had to do quite a bit of ghost gobbling last week.

Yeah, kind of cut into my sleep time.

Actually, I came up with a brilliant idea

just this morning that might help you out.

Yeah? Cool!

But then I forgot it.

Oh, well. Easy come, easy go.

What's with this wheely thing?

Just one of my inventions.

I use it to calibrate the bearings on all the vehicles.

Careful! That wheel's spinning...

Pretty fast.

Well, that was brainless.

Think I'll go back to the dorm and bandage this.

Then grab some Z's.

Gotta try and catch up on my snooze time.

After pricking her finger on a spinning wheel,

the princess felt faint and collapsed onto her bed.

Knock it off!

Granted, there's a shared spinning wheel reference,

but that's just coincidence.

So beat it, or I'll twist your tonsils into a square knot!

Think I'll check out the local news before I nod off.

I'm telling you, folks!

No home should be without one!

The Spooka-Bazooka is the all-purpose security tool.

Old or young, anyone can use it.

Just fire und tie 'er.

With our tear-proof, scare-proof twist ties,

the spooks don't stand a ghost of chance!

-I gotta get one! -I gotta get two!

It traps, it ties, und it makes julienne fries!

Plus if you call now, we'll double the price!

I mean, the order!

Operators are standing by.

So don't risk slimy specters invading your home!

Pick up the phone und call

1-8000-Spooka-Bazooka!

Who in Pac World would order that silly thing

when they've got me to protect them?

And so the evil threat came true.

The princess fell into a dreamless sleep,

and the wicked fairy was delighted.

I am a ghost, got it?

I don't need flimsy fairy wings to fly!

Und he's an overgrown lemon drop!

Not a princess, you clueless clown!

Three bazookas? Excellent. Will that be credit or debit?

Yes, sir, that'll ship PacEx next day.

My infomercial is irresistible.

Those Spooka-Bazookas are selling like sludge cakes!

Soon everyone will own one!

Then Pac World will be mine!

-Three bazookas? -Yes, sir!

Dr. Buttocks, get in here and see this!

Flatulence recognition.

Share your air or no admittance.

I invented you as a prank on my brother.

Now open the door or I will shut you down!

Give it your best shot,

right after I give you mine.

You called?

My infomercial is irresistible!

Those Spooka-Bazookas are flying off the shelves!

Yes, just as I foresaw, Milord!

Soon your dreams for Pac World domination will come true!

Just like a happy ending in a fairy tale!

I didn't say that.

Hurry. We've got to warn Pacums

about the Spooka-Bazooka plot.

Do you have to call him "Pacums"?

-You got a problem, buster? -Heck, no!

Wake up, "Pacums"! We gots big news!

Perhaps we best help our young hero up.

Man, that is some serious snoozing.

I know.

I shall wake my sleeping beauty with a kiss.

Gross! Come on, I just ate!

Someone's coming.

It's probably just Spiral.

Yeah. Or maybe a dorm guard with a Spooka-Bazooka!

Scram!

True love's kiss.

Come on!

Dude's conked again!

Leave it to me.

Food?

Hey, we know you've been working really hard lately, bud,

so look what we got you!

Why would you buy me

a Spooka-Bazooka?

We figured you needed some rest.

And what better way than to let this baby do the work for ya!

Thanks,

but I'm never too tired to wolf down ghosts to save Pac World.

It's what I do.

Well, since pretty much everyone in Pac World

has one of these now,

you may have to find something else to do.

Cyli's right.

That Spooka-Bazooka thing's gonna put me outta business!

I'm not taking this lying down!

Mr. President, there's no real proof these Spooka-Bazookas even work!

They haven't been officially tested or certified

or whatever else usually happens.

Too late now, my boy. Besides, everyone in Pacopolis

can rest easier knowing they have personal protection.

But what about the protection I give them?

We will always value the service you used to provide.

But now we have the Spooka-Bazooka.

And furthermore,

it's fun!

Wanna try?

Nobody will listen to me.

They've all gone Spooka-ba-cuckoo.

Well, if it's any consolation, I completely agree with you.

Owning a Spooka-Bazooka is not the way to protect Pac World.

You really think so?

Absolutely.

If there's ever a full-scale invasion,

we're gonna need a passel of them, like this!

Now, that's how you protect Pac World!

It's not fair.

I'm supposed to be the one to protect everyone.

Son, is this about protecting Pac World

or protecting your image?

No, it's just because...

My main concern is...

You're right.

Guess I'm just kind of feeling useless.

Looks like my job in Pac World is really over.

Don't be sad, be glad!

You can finally get some rest!

Looks like nobody needs Pac-Man.

Wakka-wakka-wakka.

Guess I'll gulp the last of my berries

since I won't need them anymore.

Bummer.

So the sleeping princess was put in a high tower to keep her safe,

and the fairy put a spell on the kingdom

so that everyone else would sleep for 100 years as well.

Look, smart aleck,

this is an attack story, a major invasion!

It is not

a fairy tale!

Now that we have that settled, let us move on.

It is now noontime on Monday.

Proceed.

Are you sure they won't suddenly wake up?

Indubitably.

We have 100 minutes

to render Pacopolis powerless!

Follow me, troops!

Thought you were gonna bag some ghosts?

Bazooka's on the other foot now!

Snag 'em and zip 'em!

Hail to the chief!

As in me!

'Scuse me, brother. Mind scooting over a smidge?

You know, Dr. B,

I wrote a speech especially for this auspicious occasion.

Okay, that's enough feelin' sorry for myself.

Time to get on with my new life.

What's this, guys? Slow-motion frisbee?

How about letting me in on the game?

I get it. You're not talking to me

'cause I didn't want your Spooka-Bazooka.

C'mon, guys. Stop goofing around.

Snap out of it!

That's weird. Way weird.

I'm... I'm the only one awake!

What happened here?

Ghosts!

Figures Betrayus must be behind this,

whatever it is.

Where's my berry dispenser...

Oh, yeah.

President Betrayus said, "Keep your peepers peeled for Pac-Man."

Yeah, "Then zip tie 'em tight while he's still sleeping."

"President Betrayus"?

I'm totally surrounded, and I can't fly without my berries.

What am I gonna do?

Should I use it?

I mean, I hate the thing, but what other choice do I have?

That's actually pretty cool!

I'm gonna need more ammo or a lot more bazookas.

Sir C!

Note to self, don't forget to pay Cyli back for the purple lipstick.

Gotta get my backup berry dispenser!

One Power Berry?

Probably not enough to stop an invasion,

but you never know.

Maybe these Spooka-Bazookas are the best way

to protect Pac World after all.

I sure hope so.

Hi-yo, copter, away!

Who's that?

The Purple Packernel?

Try the Purple Ghost-Eater!

Pac-Man!

Get him!

Surround that cherry copter! He can't get us all at once!

Surprise!

It's Spooka-Bazooka time!

I'm outta here!

Me too!

I like my eyeballs in my head!

And now it's time to get serious!

Pac-panic!

Maybe he won't find us.

Or...

Maybe he will.

He swoops, he scores!

Keep looking for that repository.

Our bodies have to be stashed around here somewhere.

I'll be Pac!

Well, actually, I just got here.

Plus, I am...

Pac-Man!

Why isn't he asleep?

'Cause I've got a job to do!

Don't shoot. I'm too young to tie!

Relax. Not my style.

No!

Yes!

I'm guessing this was your idea.

Well...

Would you believe me if I said no?

Nope. But you should be proud. It's a cool tool.

Why, thank you.

Yeah, see for yourself!

No, no! Wait!

Too bad you didn't use edible stuff.

Just a suggestion.

And with the breaking of the curse,

everyone in the kingdom awoke

from their 100-year sleep.

Hundred-minutes! Minutes!

What happened?

-Look! -Ghosts!

Pac-Man saves the day again!

-You guys okay? -We are now!

Thanks to you!

What's happened?

It appears once again,

Pac World owes you a debt of gratitude.

As always!

Well, I had a lot of help from these.

Hoggy-wash, my boy!

It was your bravery and superior intuition.

You sensed from the get-go that there was something hinky

about these Spooka-doohickies.

Dr. Buttocks invented them.

Figures.

So we're tossing these in the recycle crusher.

Who knows what other tricks Dr. Heinie-Steinie put in them.

And they all lived happily ever after.

All right! I give in.

Yes, this entire invasion

was a fairy tale.

Grim.