These citizens were found at the Tiki Tub. They're dancing, and they can't stop.
That dance is called skanking. It's how you're meant to dance to ska music. And you said dance class was a waste of time.
Oy. Doctor, what's the prognosis?
DDoctor
If we can't find a cure within 24 hours, they will dance themselves into a permanent cataleptic state. They will become zombies for the rest of their lives!
(The gang is shocked)
(The Zombies Rude Boy and the Ska-tastics arrive and play their hit at the top of City Hall)
ZRZombie Rude Boy
(laughs)
(Martha, Ian and the gang covered their ears except Shaggy and Scooby)
We have to fight this MUSICALLY! We need ultimate POWER CHORD!
(Martha, Ian and the people start dancing unwittingly)
I'm fighting it, but I can't resist their catchy use of Caribbean mento and calypso with American jazz and rhythm and blues!
Shaggy, Scooby, why isn't it affecting you?
I'm a dog. Music is just noise to us.
And, like, you've heard me sing. I'm totally tone deaf.
Shaggy! Scooby! You're our only hope! It's up to you to save the town! It's up to you to save us!
(Fred, Daphne and Velma start dancing. Shaggy and Scooby are shocked)
Like, what do we do, Scoob? Everyone in town is a total ska zombie, and we have to save them! But, like, we don't know anything about music!
We don't, but we know people who do.
SSShaggy and Scooby
(watch the Hex Girls poster) The Hex Girls!
Now, let's see who's really behind the evil ska music. Rude Boy is actually... (unmasks the Zombie Rude Boy)
SSScooby, Shaggy, Velma, Daphne and Fred
Rude Boy?
(Shaggy, Daphne and Velma unmask the three Zombie Ska-tastics)
IHIan Hope
You're alive! But the plane crashed 30 years ago.
Was an elaborate hoax, wasn't it, Mr. Rude Boy?
RBRude Boy
Oi. You blighters got it in for me, right. But yeah, we faked the whole bloomin' thing. All I ever wanted to do was play ska and be super rich and super famous. But apparently, it just wasn't in the tarot cards, maybe the fact that we only had one song had something to do with it. So me and me mates, the Ska-tastics here, we decided we'd fake our own deaths. Then, we could write the perfect song and return to take the music world by storm.
I don't understand, Rude Boy. Why did you wait 30 years to make a comeback?
RBRude Boy
Ah, don't be such a muppet, Martha Quinn. We planned to be only gone one year, but writing the perfect song took bloomin' forever. By the time we'd cracked it, ska wasn't popular anymore. But everyone loves the undead. So, we began dressing as zombie mogs, riding our undead scooters and wearing polycarbonite-lined skull masks to hide our identity.
So, in the end, desperate for success, Rude Boy and the Ska-tastics unleashed a dancing plague on the world using an inharmonic chord with special frequencies designed to induce post-hypnotic suggestion to sell their music.
Just as I thought, but didn't say. Dance them away, Sheriff. We are done here.
(Rude Boy and the Ska-tastics walk dancing into the police car)
(Scooby is visiting Nova at the hospital)
Oh, Nova, it's getting weirder and weirder. Things aren't as easy to explain anymore. It feels like something is going to happen, something bad. What do you think, Nova? (watches the heart monitor and slowly, it stops) Nova? Nova? (Nova's eyes open and Scooby giggles and is surprised when she rises up)
Nibiru. Nibiru is coming. (lies back in bed and closes her eyes)
Eagle and Gänseblümchen. Ricky! Ricky, what have you done? (Ricky Owens looking at pictures of Cassidy Williams) I've been locked out of the system.
I know. I did it on purpose. You're out of control Professor Pericles, and I'm putting a stop to it. I'm in charge. I built Destroido from the ground up while you were cooling your beak in prison. It's time that I..-
You are in charge of nothing, Ricky Owens. You have never been anything other than an idiotic human mascot, a shoulder for me to perch upon.
Now let's see who the Gluten Demon really is. (unmasks the Gluten Demon)
FDFred, Daphne, Velma, Cachinga and Rick Spartan
Francilee Jackson!
Not a big surprise after the work that Cachinga, Daphne, and I did. Francilee's cooking show wasn't taped before a live audience. She made the tape herself, allowing her to work the special effects and adding in the Gluten Demon during editing.
CCachinga
Plus, her stage name is Francilee Jackson, but her birth certificate lists her as Agatha Juniper Schildenheimer.
As AJS, she signed those manifests. She rented that secret warehouse.
And she has a strange food allergy to all things healthy. Which is why she reacted to Cachinga's salad lunch so insanely.
The only thing we don't know is why.
FFrancilee
Oh, y'all, it's so simple. I needed a big comeback. After my cornbread recipe was revealed to have no corn in it, I was ruined. Ruined! My only chance was to open my own bakery where I could serve up my new breakout dish: The double bacon mayonnaise butter-stuffed pasta surprise with buttered bread sauce! Any cook worth their kosher sea salt knows the legend of the Gluten Demon. I dressed up like that and started destroying every restaurant in town so there'd be no competition when I opened mine. And I would have done it, too, been a huge success again, if it weren't for all y'all bread-hating health fanatics!
DDeputy
That's it, boys. Let's roll her away.
(The 2 deputies roll Francilee to the police car)
FFrancilee
(the bowl rolls away from her) My bowl! My precious bowl! NO! My bowl! It's mine! MINE!
(Daphne grabs the bowl)
CCachinga
It's ancient maya by the look of it.
(reads the bowl) TERCERO LLAVE. It's the third key.
So you see, Professor Pericles, it's over. You're not the boss here. I am. And you're out of the group.
(tortures Ricky with by pressing the remote control button on Cobra larvae) Oh, Ricky, Ricky, my loyal Brad and Judy told me of your little mutiny. So, last night while you were asleep, I put mutated cobra larvae in your spine. Every time I press this button, a little venom is released. So, as you can see, or feel, I'm still very much in control. You do as I say. First, we steal the Planispheric Disk from the kinder, then we destroy them. (laughs hysterically) WE DESTROY THEM! (laughs again)
Now let's see who this mysterious woman stealer really is.
(Velma unmasks Dandy Highwayman)
Like, seriously? But you're not even British.
LLibrarian
It's simple, really. You spend a life reading about other people's exciting adventures and never, never, never have one of your own. It's awful. (sadly) I'm so lonely.
Jinkies. How did I miss that one?
LLibrarian
I never really had any friends growing up. All I had were my books. For years I stayed in my room and read about incredible adventures, other people's adventures. Then, I got an idea, I was going to become the Dandy Highwayman. I was going to be the king of adventures and adored by women everywhere. I studied how to do an English accent. I incorporated a motorcycle helmet into my costume's hat and practiced my motorcycle skills for hours and hours. Then, I discovered something unimaginable: the key to a woman's total admiration and devotion. All you have to do is pay attention to them when they're talking. CRAZY, isn't it? It wasn't until I started to moderate the book club that I learned how to listen. From there, I actually became interested in what women have to say. Before long, I was fully engaged in their desires and feelings. I was living in the dream. And I would have gotten away with it, if it weren't for you meddling romance killers.
I'm not buying it for a second. You put some kind of voodoo MAGIC SPELL on them, you did.
LLibrarian
Never. I just listened, that's all. Except when the going got tough. I had a little help. (uncovers the earplugs) These earplugs were the only magic I used.
I knew it! I knew there was some kind of trick involved. Listening to women? Who ever heard of such a thing?!
(Mayor Nettles and Daphne arrive)
Jeepers! The librarian? I kind of feel bad for him. You know, he never really abducted the wives. They said they went with him willingly because he was mysteriously charming and--
We know, we know. The whole listening and paying attention thing. We get it already. Whatever.
(Sheriff Stone and deputy take the Librarian into custody)
(Scooby is in the strange dream)
Scooby-Doo, your time has come. She is here.
(Nova arrives)
I am not Nova. I've only borrowed her body so that I may bring you an urgent message. Scooby-Doo, your life is in danger.
I am of the Anunnaki, interdimensional beings that visit the planet earth every few thousand years. We arrive at a time call Nibiru, when the barriers between our worlds grow weak. The Anunnaki have a great history of helping humans, but we have no physical form and must inhabit animals. This is why some animals, our descendants, can talk and others cannot. But not all Anunnaki are kind and good. There are evil ones. And the most evil one of all is imprisoned beneath Crystal Cove and must not be set free. You must undo it, Scooby-Doo. Undo it all. Save yourself. Save your friends. Save the world.
(Scooby wakes up in the real world)
Hmm? Hmm? Duh! The cursed treasure is evil. Evil! We have to destroy it!
(Velma, Fred, Daphne and Shaggy look at Scooby, a bit shocked)
Sorry to bother you so early, kids. But the neighbors have been calling in constantly with reports of unearthly moaning, inhuman howling, blood curling screams...
In other words, same old same old.
You can count on us, Mayor Nettles.
We'll see if there's anything mysterious going on here.
Come on, come on, let's go! Let's get this over with.
After we're finished here, we need to relocate the Planispheric Disk.
Good idea, Scoob. Yeah, you and I will re-hide the disc while you guys check out the scary house.
You're out of luck, Shaggy. Remember? Fred hid the Disk last time. And he's the only one who knows where it is.
Oy, can we hurry? Please?
Okay, let's get started. But first, well gang, it looks like we got another...
Mystery on our hands! Oh, Fred, we're such soul mates. We're finishing each other's sentences.
SVShaggy, Velma and Scooby
Split up and look for clues?
(The gang splits)
Like, I guess that means we're all soul mates, haha.
(Fred finds a strange mirror)
Aaah! Ugh. Look at those creepy eyes! And that disgusting yellow hair! And the horrible tentacle around its neck! Makes me wanna hork. Oh. (looks his reflection) It's me! Phew, that was close. (tries to leave but his reflection moves differently, he noticed, then moves to make reflection normal) Hmm. (turns around and his reflection pulls him into the mirror) AAAAAAAAHHHH!! (drops his lantern)
