- On my way home now, darling.
- You did not heed my warning.
- Honey, what's wrong with your voice? It's so deep.
Wait a minute. Is this that nut again?
- I told you,
If you did not quit your job at destroido
And leave forever,
Something terrible would happen to you.
- And I told you, I don't appreciate prank calls!
My sister-in-law is a paralegal,
And if this keeps up, I'm suing you!
Go suck a lemon! Oh, boy!
The nerve of some people!
- Eww.
One of those cicada things. I hate those bugs. Ecch.
What's going on? Hey! Go away!
Come on! Shoo! Shoo!
Aah! Aah! Oh! I give up!
- I warned you!
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- Scooby-dooby-doo!
- The cicada,
The most perfect insect
In a decidedly imperfect world.
- Did he just kiss a bug?
- Yeah. Isn't he just the best?
- The cicada's life cycle is fascinating.
As grubs, they burrow into the ground,
Where they spend the next 17 years.
- Psst! Want one?
- Not from you I don't.
- Ohh. Can't we just be friends?
- Ask me in 17 years.
- Changes in our ecosystem, though,
Could wipe out the precious cicada,
Which is why we need to keep watch on companies
Who pollute nature.
Isn't that right, Shaggy and scooby?
- Huh? - Pardon?
- Are you aware that grandma Moonbeam's nature slivers
Are manufactured by Destroido?
And every bite you take supports
The biggest polluter in crystal cove?
- No. But they're, like, super good.
- Yeah. Want one?
- I don't even know why I let you take this class.
- That guy's a total nut.
- Mmm. I think Dr. Yantz is amazing.
- What? What are you talking about?
- Well, for one thing, he's—he's intelligent.
- And cute.
- Yeah? Well, I wonder how cute he'd look caught in one of my traps.
A real mean one.
- Like, are you ok, Freddy?
- Of course I'm ok. Why wouldn't I be ok?
- I don't know. You just seem a little, um...
- Jealous.
- What? What are you talking about?
Jealous! I'm not jealous.
- Ok. Whatever you—ooh!
Ooh! It's a note from mr. E.
Must have been in the bag of my nature slivers.
He says there's a mystery waiting for us at the hospital.
There's been some sort of weird accident.
- What kind of accident?
- oh.
He says we'll find out when we get there.
- Looks like mr. E's right. Something's up.
That's sheriff stone's car.
- Like, maybe we can stop by the cafeteria when we're done
And get some of that delicious hospital gelatin.
- Yeah, with saltines and applesauce.
- In gelatin.
- Oh, um, hey, Daphne.
- Yes?
- Um... Right.
Well, um, I was just kind of wondering
If maybe, you know, you'd like to, uh,
Go on a du— duh—d-d—
- A date? A real date? A date date?
- Yeah. You and me.
There's a new trap exhibit at the museum.
- Ugh. Traps.
Gee, Fred, when you said you wanted to take me on a date,
For a minute, I thought you meant it.
- I do mean it. You love traps!
- No, Fred. You love traps.
- Uhh.
- Steady, now.
- There.
Eww! It's on me! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!
Get it off! Ooh! Ooh! Eww!
- Calm down. It's just a bug.
- help! Help!
Eww. Eww. Eww. Ooh. Ooh.
Thank you. Ick!
- Dad?
- Oh, no.
- Can we help you with anything? - No. Go away.
- Who's the patient?
- An employee at Destroido. Go away.
- Like, what happened to him?
- It's classified. Go away.
- It was this awful creature
Made of thousands and thousands of cicada bugs.
They got in his hair, in his nose—all over him!
Eww! Eww! Gross! Oh, ick!
- What are you, 3 years old?
- All right. Fine. Yes. A bug creature, ok?
And I'm not going to let a golden opportunity like this go to waste.
I already talked with the city council.
We're going to have a cicada bug creature festival this weekend.
The crowds will be huge.
And if you have any human decency left in your hearts,
You will not get involved.
- Sorry, dad, but we can't do that.
- Hello?
- You did not heed my warning.
- You again!
I'm taking a shower. Stop calling me!
- I told you that if you did not quit your job at Destroido
And leave town forever,
Something terrible would happen.
- Blah, blah, blah. Leave me alone!
- Hmm? Hmm.
- Oh.
- What is that?
A bug?
- ♪ from fields and rivers come nature slivers ♪
♪ fish oil, flax, and wheat ♪
♪ grandma Moonbeam cooks in her kitchen ♪
♪ to give you good things to eat ♪
♪ nature slivers! ♪
When you want fish oil, flax, and wheat in one crunchy bite,
Bite nature slivers! A division of Destroido.
- Ohh. I want to bite some nature slivers.
I'm starving.
- Like, me, too.
- Ok, gang. I got it. Room 24B.
- There, there. Poor dear. Such an ordeal.
- Mr. Dederdee?
Mind if we ask you a few questions?
- We heard about your bug attack last night.
- Come on in. I'm not going anywhere.
- I should go. Feel better, dear.
Huh? Grandma Moonbeam?
We're, like, your biggest fans! Hoo-hoo-hoo!
- Nature slivers, yummy!
- Well, now, isn't that nice?
After I sold my company to Destroido,
Hugh here has been instrumental
In making them so popular among young people.
- You work at Destroido, too?
- Mm-hmm.
- Just like the other victim.
- Well, I'll leave you all to talk.
- Mr. Dederdee, do you have any idea why you were attacked?
- Not really. I got a call a couple of weeks ago—
Some deep-voiced, creepy guy said
If I didn't quit my job at Destroido,
Something terrible would happen to me.
I never thought it would be— ugh—
- Disgusting bugs...
Bugs, bugs all over me!
- bug! Buzzing bugs!
All over me! Bugs! Bugs! Bugs!
- Thanks again, mr. Dederdee.
- Code blue. Crash cart in room 613.
- Good question-and-answer session, eh, gang?
- Uh, hit lobby, will you, shag?
- Hmmph.
- Nice one, dog boy. You pressed the wrong button.
This is the basement.
- No, I didn't. Like, see?
Lobby.
- Hmm. Must be broken.
- Oh! Oh!
- Cease your useless investigations,
Or something terrible will happen to you tomorrow night.
Heed my warning. Heed it.
Heed!
There has to be some reason the victims all work for Destroido.
- Ugh! Oh! Oh!
- Like, maybe who's ever behind it doesn't like the company.
- But who could train thousands of bugs to attack like that.
- The same person who kisses them!
- What? - Dr. Yantz. It all fits.
Remember what he said in class about Destroido being
One of the biggest polluters in crystal cove?
He hates that company.
- It's not dr. Yantz.
- Wait a minute, Daphne. Fred might be onto something.
Dr. Yantz is an expert on cicada.
He could have trained them to—
- It's not dr. Yantz!
- How do you know?
- Because... Because... Because...
- Because he's cute?
I see the way you look at him.
Did he give you his phone number?
You've probably already texted him!
- What if I did, and what if we made plans to go to the trap exhibit,
Without you?
- What? I—
We're going to settle this right now.
- Uh, is he, like, in there?
Yeah.
- Let's go.
- You're making a big mistake, Fred.
- Big mistakes is what I do.
- ♪ oh, winged friends, what will you do ♪
♪ when the ground you call your home is filled with ♪
♪ poo... lution ♪
- The jig is up, Dr. Yantz.
Watch out for his weapon, gang.
No doubt he's got the cicada
Under some sort of brain control.
- I was putting them to sleep. It's their bedtime.
- Huh! That's a good one, right, scooby-doo? Huh?
- What is going on here?
- You know exactly what's going on,
Girlfriend-stealer!
- girlfriend? Really?
- You've been using cicada bugs
To attack employees of Destroido.
- Are you insane? I'm calling the police.
Come on. You got to be kidding.
- Quiet. Now, one at a time.
- Dr. Yantz is the cicada creature, dad.
- You are? Eww!
- Let's not jump to conclusions.
But if you are the cicada creature,
Would you mind showing up at the cicada festival tomorrow?
It would be a big help.
- I am not the cicada creature.
- Of course you're not.
Show up around 6:00. I'll have a photographer there.
- If you don't get these kids out of here right now,
I'm pressing charges.
- But dad, we have to find out who the creature is, and fast!
- Why, so you can ruin everything?
- No, because it said it was going to attack us tomorrow night!
- Tomorrow night?
That's wonderful!
What
- I mean terrible. Awful.
Fortunately, I know what to do.
Come to the cicada festival tomorrow night
So we can... Protect you. 6:00.
Let's hire another photographer. This is perfect!
Well, now.
Who wants to go out for cheesecake?
- Ed, come on. Let's go back to the clubhouse. It's getting dark.
- Forget it. I'm having the best game of my life.
- You did not heed my warning!
I told you that if you— - yeah, yeah,
Quit my job with Destroido, or something terrible would happen to me.
Listen, you, I'm the ceo of the company,
And I am not going anywhere. Now get lost.
That's the way to do it.
Huh?
What?
- what?
Whoa. Hey! Aah!
- Looks like that cicada thing struck again last night.
- And, like, we're next. Tonight! Ho-ho-ho!
- Hey, don't worry. I've got it all figured out.
I was up all night building a trap,
And believe me— we'll catch it.
- Or die trying.
- Ok. Remember,
We need to lure the creature to the mystery machine here,
Where the trap is.
- How do we do that?
- Easy. We're the bait.
- I was afraid you'd say that. Ho-ho-hoo-hoo!
- Did you really mean it, about me being your girlfriend?
- Oh! Uh, you heard that?
- Well, uh, um...
Ooh! Look, whomp-a-gopher!
Want to whomp-a-gopher? I want to whomp-a-gopher!
Oh! Who! Whoa! Ooh! Gotcha!
- Oh, it's ok, Freddy.
I know you have problems expressing your feelings.
what makes you... Say that?
Unh!
- I'd like you to be my boyfriend, too.
And I'd be honored to go to the trap exhibit with you.
- Dad!
- Hmm? - Where have you been?
That thing could have attacked you,
And we wouldn't have had any pictures.
- Gosh, dad. You really care! Aw, thanks.
Don't worry. We're just walking around
So the creature knows we're here.
- Oh. Good idea. Yeah.
And if that thing attacks, run back here so we can get pictures.
- Hmm?
Like, dudes! I just saw Dr. Yantz go in house of spooky things!
- Just the break we need let's follow him.
- You don't still think it's him?
- There's only one way to find out.
- Roar. Roar.]
Ohh.
- Like, that's not very spooky.
Not spooky.
- Nope. Not spooky.
- Not spooky at all.
- Like, this is definitely not spooky.
Now, this is spooky.
- What's that noise?
- You will pay the price!
- Huh?
- Oh!
Like, I don't think it's Dr. Yantz!
- Really? You think?
Lead it back to the mystery machine!
- now! Get him!
- Ptooey!
Grandma Moonbeam?
- Did we miss it? Where are the bugs?
- You're the cicada creature? But why?
- Isn't it obvious? I wanted to shut down Destroido.
I found out they added a secret ingredient
To make nature slivers more tasty...
Landfill waste!
I demanded that they return to my original healthy recipe,
But they refused, and because they owned it,
There was nothing I could do.
I vowed to get even.
I saw a norwegian documentary
About a researcher using sound waves
To control penguins' movements.
I decided to adapt the idea for my revenge.
- Since I didn't have any penguins,
I used cicadas.
And I would have succeeded, too,
If it hadn't been for you meddling young people.
- Well, now, it's the big house for you, grandma. Let's go.
Why can't anything in this town ever turn out to be real?
- Glad we could help, dad.
- Well, another mystery successfully solved.
- I'll say! Like, who's up for a trip to the clam cabin?
It's all-you-can-eat krill night.
- Krill? Oh, yum.
- Sorry, gang, but Fred and I are going to have to pass.
We've got a date.
- Thanks again, Daph, for agreeing to come here.
- Oh, Freddy. I wanted to, for you.
So, uh, how long do you think we'll be stuck in this trap?
- Well, the cleaning crew usually gets in around 9:00,
So it should only be 12 hours or so.
Hey, can I have a sip of your soda?
My throat's starting to close up from
The blood rushing to my head.
- Oh, Fred.
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