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Summer vacation has officially begun!

Yeah, Cyli, and thanks to Sir C,

we have the sweetest ride in the sky!

We are cruisin' the clouds like a boss.

Hey, Spiral, how far to go

before we get to the Pac-Galapagos Sky-lands?

I can't wait to roast weenies on the beach.

Maybe even grill some flying Pac-fish if I get a bite.

I think we were supposed to turn left at that cloud,

the one that looks like a two-headed turtle!

That looks more like a snowman eating sushi to me.

I'm pretty sure we're lost.

Who cares! Just program the GPS and we'll cruise

to the Sky-lands on autopilot.

-We've got autopilot? -And GPS?

Sure thing. Sir C equipped this baby with all the comforts.

So kick back and chillax, guys,

we're not in a hurry.

It's summer vacation!

Pac!

Looks like the vacation's over...

Before it even started!

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!

We've got you, Pac!

Thanks, but I got it handled.

I stick my tongue out at danger!

-What'd he say? -I think he said,

he "sticks his tongue out at danger."

Hey! There's a toilet plunger on the side of the boat!

-What did he say? -I think he said,

"There's a toilet plunger on the side of the boat,"

but that doesn't make any sense.

We've hooked somethin' big that was off the port bow!

We'll dance us a jig 'cause we've caught the great cow!

So reel in the line, lads, and reel it in quick!

We're cosmic ghost pirates!

We've caught Mooby Dick!

Say what?

-Pirates? -Mooby?

I know that ship!

And if its captain is who I think it is,

the Pac-Brat is in for a world of wickedly piratey misfortunes!

We can only hope, Your Vengefulness.

Gather every ghost in the Netherworld

and give 'em a ringside seat in front of my 70-inch ecto-plasma TV!

This is gonna be an epic defeat for the lemon menace,

and I want everyone to watch!

Now I've just got to figure out a way to take credit for this...

You always do.

Ghost pirates from outer space?

Okay, sure. Why not?

Come on, guys! Everybody loves pirates!

Okay, maybe not all pirates.

Avast, ye great bovine beastie!

That ain't the cursed cow we're huntin'!

It be nothin' but a pack o' young'uns on a rotten old scow!

Not an old cow! An old scow!

My pirate lingo's a little rusty,

but I think that guy just dissed our ride.

Have at 'em, laddies!

Aye, aye, Captain Banshee! Have at 'em, laddies!

I just said that.

He just said that, ya salty old spook!

And you thought I was paranoid for packing these on a summer cruise.

As always, you were right, Cyli.

PSCs. Never leave home without one.

And always carry a nice assortment of Power Berries!

He's the Pac-Man!

Pac-Man!

I've caught yer adventures on the Inter-stellar-net!

Yer magical berries'll give me the vigor

I need to capture the great white space cow,

Mooby Dick!

Scuttle the lubbers, lads, but spare the berries.

Pirate ghosts are kind of like...

Salty peanuts! You can't eat just one!

Let's see how you pirates like the taste of PSCs!

Ya serve a meager ration, lassie!

That's what I get for not putting it in the charger

before going to bed last night.

It's as important as flossing!

You just gotta make it part of your evening routine.

I'll take care of that bruiser!

Well, time to improvise... Bring it!

Same old story. Big bully ghost thinks he's gonna terrify the poor, helpless girl

with his threats,

and his swordfish sabers,

and his... Major B.O.!

Well, I say...

Knot!

Who needs PSCs with you two on board?

Your crew was the appetizer.

Guess who's the main course?

Hope you have an appetite for failure, laddie!

Meet me crew...

Again!

Hey! I just ate you guys!

Me vessel's got a regeneration station aboard!

We can battle fer an eternity!

Have ye the stomach fer it?

Guess I'm gonna find out.

No wonder everybody loves pirates!

Why wouldn't we love pirates?

That Captain Banshee's a billion times better than Betrayus!

Excuse me?

Who dared diss me?

Really? A billion times better?

How could any existence be more splendid than this?

Yeah! Betrayus is a bum!

He takes all the credit for himself while we do all the work!

Yeah! That's not fair!

Why you mutinous...

Yeah, it's the ghost pirate's life for me!

Onboard regeneration station?

Sign me up!

I hate pirates.

And I'm not letting my two top flunkies jump ship!

Control chips! Oh, dear!

We are like ecto-putty in his hands.

That's right, so hop to it!

From now on, you may address me as Lord Admiral Betrayus!

I'm out of juice now, too!

Guess you guys better super-power-up!

Okay, but I sure hope it's not an Arachnid Berry

that turns me into Spider Spiral!

Me too!

Bouncing's not bad!

Sorry, Pac!

No problem! Least you nailed 'em!

Why's everything suddenly look all weird?

Because you've got bug-eyes, like a fly...

Good thing you didn't turn into a spider,

'cause I think they eat flies!

Dude, you gotta stop belching the eyeballs out.

Fly guy's right.

Only way to win this battle is to keep them

from returning to the regeneration station.

I'm not sure I can, but I'll do my best!

Losing fly-power... Gonna...

Crash.

We'll be too exhausted to do anything soon

if Pac doesn't keep them down.

Don't burp, bud!

You can do it, Pac!

Okay, maybe you can't do it.

I don't know what else could possibly go wrong.

Don't say that!

Every time you say that...

Things get way worse...

Well, that pretty much looks like every ghost that ever was or will be.

Aye, Pac-lad!

And if ya thought me crew was tough to swallow before,

how're ye gonna stomach this pack o' ghosts?

Snack of toast! Snack of toast!

You! Old crew! Keep hammerin' the Pac-lad!

And you! New crew!

Keep the others occupied!

Hop to it, lads! Hop! Hop! Hop! Hop!

This guy's almost as bossy as Betrayus!

Yeah, but he's loaded.

All pirates have a big booty box of bling and other treasures.

Just gotta figure out where he's stashed it.

Some summer vacation.

Fighting a million ghosts wasn't really on my itinerary.

Worst. Summer. Ever.

Hate to ruin your vacation, Pacums,

but it was either jump ship

or be the only ghosts left in the Netherworld.

We'd be stuck hanging with Betrayus 24/7.

Yeah, 24/7, 365 for eternity.

That's so long even I can't do the math... And I'm a whiz.

Yeah, well, I thought you were my friends.

But hey, enjoy your booty. I'm kind of busy here.

Definitely time for... Pac-panic!

We've hooked a pair o' minnows!

Think I'll use 'em as bait!

Spiral! Cyli! I think we need to...

Where are you guys?

Where are all the ghosts? There you are.

Surrender yer berries, Pac-lad,

or yer mateys'll be food fer the sky sharks!

Try and save 'em and me crew'll swarm ya.

Yer chums'll be chum before ye ever reach 'em!

Don't let that bunk buccaneer bully you, Pacster!

Really, what's a few sky sharks?

We can deal.

Can't risk it, guys.

There's only a few berries left.

How much harm can he do?

Question is, how much harm will these berries do to him?

So, why do you want Pac's berries so badly, Captain Banshee?

Well, little pink sea cucumber,

allow me to answer in the medium of song.

Now, Banshee's a ghost And I don't mean to boast

Who has riches too many to measure

Ye can ask coast-to-coast What this ghost loves the most

They'll tell ye this ghost Loves his treasure

Knew it!

One day in a village

I happened to pillage, a map Showing treasure I found

So I'm off like a shot To where "X" marks the spot

Me crew shoveled deep in the ground

While the treasure was sought "What was that?" Banshee thought

Heard a mooin' From off the port bow

And where "X" marks the spot Wasn't grass, oh, no, not!

'Twas a hairy, spacefarin' cow!

With nary a warnin' On that evil mornin'

The beast thundered after me ship

And the poop deck was torn By her horrible horn

And me treasure chest Stuck to the tip!

Now I've chased the great beast From the north to the east

But the nasty thing always slips free

So I'll show her no peace Till me treasure's released

'Cause no bovine steals from me

'Cause no bovine steals from me!

'Cause no bovine steals from me!

You mean you're broke?

It's like a summer vacation.

I have no duties to perform!

I said "duties."

That criminal cow has menaced the space-ways long enough.

I mean to catch the thievin' beast

and make her pay fer her wicked ways, and with these berries,

I finally have the power to succeed!

A shower you sure need!

A shower you sure need!

Aye, perhaps I do.

But I've no time fer groomin'.

There's vengeance to be had!

Sound the cow call. Summon the evil beast!

Ring the bell!

She rises!

Like the finest cream,

she rises!

Wait, that's the monster?

She's just a big cow!

Who looks sweet and super-sad.

Okay, so she is huge,

but no way that cow is a monster.

I wonder what Banshee's... Beef is.

Which o' these precious beauties shall I use to help me seize the evil beast?

She doesn't look evil to me.

I hate to agree with anyone named "Silly,"

but that cow looks pretty tame.

Evil, says I!

Now, which o' these berries?

I'd go with the yellow one with the swirly line.

This seems like a good 'un...

Actually, I wouldn't...

Spiral!

Yeah!

That's a great one! Like, super awesome tip-top!

Tip-top it is then!

Abandon ship!

I... Just... Might...

Banshee's lunch is about to walk the plank!

Give me a second to regain me sea legs.

Sorry, Captain. Should have started you off with a berry that's easier to handle.

Try the one that kind of stinks.

Aye. Perhaps this'll give me the boost I need to beat the big bovine.

Give it a shot, Captain.

Yeah! What could possibly go wrong?

That berry's a mite ripe.

Why, you've been slimed, Captain!

Of all the undignified...

Launch the plungers on the cursed cow!

-No! -Leave her alone!

Stop!

Brace yerselves fer a wild and wicked sky ride!

Ghosteroids ahead, lads!

Hard to starboard!

Shootin' stars off the port, lads!

Heave to!

Holy cow!

Pointy Heads ahead, lads!

Prepare fer impact!

Close one!

Take care of business, Pacums. We're bailing!

Being a pirate is way too dangerous!

All these ghosteroids and shooting stars and mad cows

and deck swabbing! Forget about it!

And personally I cannot stand

to be around anyone that is mean to animals.

Yeah, at least Betrayus is just mean to us.

Plus, I'd miss you too much, Pacums!

You're much cuter than that penniless pirate!

Abandon ship!

Netherworld, here we come!

Ye cowardly curs!

Desert me, will ye?

I'll use yer sheets fer sails!

Be right back, Pac. I'm sure you can deal with Mooby,

but be gentle. She seems really sweet,

just misunderstood.

Not looking that gentle right now.

But I'd be mad, too...

If I had a heavy treasure chest stuck to my head!

Why, the mooin' monster is actually quite nice.

Man the harpoons!

Fire the plasma cannons!

Am I really gonna have to eat you again?

Do yer worst, ya lemon lubber!

I'll just regenerate and have at ye fer eternity!

Not with this regeneration station, you won't.

What we've got here is

an "all the king's horses and all the king's men" situation.

Yeah, Barnacle Bill,

and you won't put this station together again.

Say what?

It means next time I eat any of these ghost pirates,

they're gonna be eyeballs for the rest of their afterlives.

But, hey, you've still got one last berry.

Go for it!

Maybe you can take down the cow and me.

Blast ye and the cursed cow!

Down the hatch with this berry!

Well, this is a fine kettle o' fish.

I get me wish! I get me wish!

Get off me, ya crazy dragon-bird!

No! No ya don't!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

I won't be small forever!

Having those traitorous ghosts abandon me

was the best thing that ever happened!

You missed a spot over there.

What is the meaning of this?

Well, we prefer to be bossed around and badgered by you!

So, we're back, Chief!

For better or worse, till Pac do us part!

Did you miss us?

No!

No, I did not!

She really is just a big sweetheart.

Yeah, she was just unhappy with all this junk stuck on her.

That'd put anybody in a bad mood.

Or should I say,

"moo-ood"?

Way to milk the cow puns, buddy.

I could do it until the cows come home!

But now that the pirates have their treasure and Mooby is safe...

You're welcome, Mooby.

-So long! -Bye!

Take care!

Well...

That wasn't exactly the vacation cruise we had planned.

More like a typical day at the office.

So how about we just head to the beach back in Pacopolis?

We can have our weenie roast safe and sound on the ground.

I'm so in!

What could possibly go wrong at a beach party?

Let's not say anything else and just have the party right here.