Lego Scooby-Doo! Blowout Beach Bash Page #4

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- I know what a story is.

Every time.

Every time I start talking...

Oh, it's not every time.

- You start up...

- Two sentences?

...with "Rob, you talk too much."

Oh, is that supposed to be me?

- Do you wanna tell the story?

- Is that what...

- Fine.

- Hold on.

Bingo Belle and Captain Bash

sailed into port,

their ship full of treasure.

Well, anyhow they were so happy with all

their new riches that they threw a

giant party that lasted three days.

It was the first

Blowout Beach Bingo Bash.

Oh, you see, on the third day,

a navy warship, the Gilded Cod,

under the command of the dashing

Commodore Ducheeseslob...

The duchess's nephew.

Commodore Ducheeseslob sailed into

Blowout Beach and ambushed the pirates.

They arrested Bingo Belle

and Captain Bash.

But, as it turned out, it wasn't

Bingo Belle and Captain Bash at all.

It was just two teenagers Belle

and Bash had given their hats to

in order to fool the Commodore.

Those were the first teens

crowned Captains of the Bash.

May I continue?

As soon as the Commodore

realized his mistake,

Belle and Bash, aboard the Salty

Brick, sailed into the harbor,

opened fire on the beach

and sunk the Gilded Cod.

What they didn't anticipate, however,

was that waiting for them in the harbor

were even more navy warships

under the command

of Admiral Ducheeseslob.

The duchess's uncle.

The admiral confiscated the Salty Brick

and arrested all the pirates aboard,

except for Belle and Bash.

In all the chaos, they

and the treasure disappeared.

Never to be seen again.

There they are, Officers, arrest them.

Sheriff, what's this about?

Mr. Monkfish is alleging

that you two are

responsible for that

pirate attack earlier.

A pretty cheap stunt,

trying to chase away all my customers

on the busiest weekend of the year.

Hello, Dwight Monkfish.

I own the pier at Blowout Beach.

It's the big wooden thing

sticking out into the ocean.

Perhaps, you've seen it?

We're Mystery Incorporated.

Oh, is that your band name?

Well, when you get tired of this

rundown dump you should come by.

We're always looking for fresh, young

musical acts down at the pier.

You can work for tips.

Now look here, Monkfish.

Who do you think you are,

coming in here accusing us of crimes?

Calling our cozy inn a "dump".

I call 'em like I sees 'em.

Just look at this place,

loose bricks everywhere.

You gotta press these things

together firmly.

It's disgraceful.

Hey! Sheriff,

do you really think Rob

and I would steal the hats

right off our own children's

darling little heads?

Besides, you've been

trying to get us to sell

our property to you

since you came to town,

you pompous moustache twirler.

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