The Mystery Inc. gang didn't expect their latest investigation at the "ACME Institute of Impossible Physics" to end with a literal bang. When Shaggy accidentally leaned on a giant, red lever labeled , the gang was sucked through a swirling vortex of ink and paint, landing right in the middle of the desert.
"Say, Fred," Shaggy asked, "did that rabbit really give Scooby a gold carrot?"
As the Coyote slid down the windshield like a piece of wet paper, Fred jumped out. "Hold on, gang. This looks like a mystery. Why is that coyote trying to catch a bird with high-tech equipment? And more importantly... why is the sky made of watercolor?"
The Mystery Inc. gang didn't expect their latest investigation at the "ACME Institute of Impossible Physics" to end with a literal bang. When Shaggy accidentally leaned on a giant, red lever labeled , the gang was sucked through a swirling vortex of ink and paint, landing right in the middle of the desert.
"Say, Fred," Shaggy asked, "did that rabbit really give Scooby a gold carrot?"
As the Coyote slid down the windshield like a piece of wet paper, Fred jumped out. "Hold on, gang. This looks like a mystery. Why is that coyote trying to catch a bird with high-tech equipment? And more importantly... why is the sky made of watercolor?"
