At the Pretenso Gallery an art exhibition is opening as a band sings.
Eeko: The Captain said you better take care. And all the fish are crying. The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin. Because the flowers are lying.
Man: Genius. I think.
Sheriff Stone and Mayor Nettles are together looking at a piece of art.
Sheriff Stone: Observe the delicate line, the vibrant texture, the witty use of chiaroscuro. It's a masterpiece.
Mayor Nettles: It, um, looks like a foot.
Sheriff Stone: Philistine.
Brad and Judy are together as Cassidy walks up to them.
Cassidy: Brad? Judy? We've got to talk.
Brad: Not a good time, Cassidy.
Eeko: And what will you do if you see a caribou? Better run and get some hunters.
Randy Warsaw is getting ready to present his new masterpiece.
Randy: Hipsters and rich people, I, Randy Warsaw. The most modern artist of the modern century will unveil my new greatest masterpiece. Behold...
He takes off the cloth revealing a pile of junk.
Randy: "Junk".
Everyone claps when suddenly Junk comes alive, and the lights are cut off.
Randy: It isn't supposed to do that.
Junk attacks Randy but Randy manages to avoid his attacks as Junk grabs Eeko, swallows her and then collapses, leaving her as a golden statue.
In Mystery Incorporated's office, the gang was in the basement trying to find a new mystery when Velma calls them over.
Velma: Hey, gang, check this out. "Last night's art opening of renowned artist Randy Warsaw "turned to tragedy as Eeko, lead singer of the emo art band Sunday Around Noonish, after being sucked into the sculpture, Eeko emerged frozen, rigid in the form of..."
Mayor Nettles wheels in the golden statue of Eeko and everyone but Velma sees it.
Shaggy: Like, let me guess. A living work of art?
Velma: Uh, yeah. How did you know?
She then turns and sees the golden statue.
Mayor Nettles: Mystery Incorporated. Crystal Cove needs your help. Someone is trying to destroy Randy Warsaw. Randy Warsaw is a highly treasured citizen of Crystal Cove. His graffiti art of our famous monsters has really put this town on the cultural map.
Y/N: Let us guess, you need our help?
Daphne: You want us to investigate last nights attack?
Velma: Solve the mystery?
Fred: Catch the culprit in a freakishly intelligent trap?
Shaggy: And eat all the free finger food?
Mayor Nettles: In a word yes. And I need to put this in here. This um... used to be the storage room.
She then leaves as the gang gets in the Mystery Machine and drives off.
Velma: Alright gang, I think the best way to investigate this is to just blend in.
They enter as Randy sees the gang.
Randy: Oh, oh. That sweater. That hair. Those eyes... So mousy. So, alien. So beautiful.
Velma: Me? Jinkies!
Randy takes off her glasses.
Randy: Jinkies. What a wonderful word.
Randy then smashes her glasses.
Randy: That shall be your name. Jinkies. And Jinkies you will be my muse.
He then looks at Fred.
Randy: And you so powerful... So masculine. So rectangular.
Randy tears off Fred's shirt.
Randy: I shall name you Beef!
Scooby: Mm... Beef.
Randy: That voice. It-it's anti-art. Anti-music. It's... It's anti-words.
Randy puts a white wig on Scooby.
Randy: You will become Freeko. My emo art rock bands new lead singer.
Randy inspects Shaggy.
Randy: Ah. Oh, you're so un-strong.
Randy puts a construction helmet on Shaggy's head.
Randy: You'll be a verker in Randy Warsaw's art verks.
Daphne: And what bout me Mr. Warsaw?
Randy: You. Mm. Boring. Begone.
Daphne: Huh?
Y/N: Mr. Warsaw that can't be right I mean, she's beautiful for crying out loud.
Randy turns to him.
Randy: And, you-
Y/N: Nope. Let me stop you right there. I'm not going to work for you.
Randy: Have it your way.
Randy walks away leaving Y/N and Daphne.
Daphne: Fun guy. Who'd wanna threaten his life? Besides me.
Y/N slowly raises his hand.
Daphne: What do you think Velm?
Y/N and Daphne look and see Velma inspecting herself in the mirror.
Velma: Huh. I should take off my glasses more often. I look hot blurry.
Daphne: Velma?
Velma: Huh?
Daphne: Who do you think would want to threaten his life? Any suspects?
Velma continues to look at herself ignoring her.
Daphne: Oh, forget it. We'll just investigate by ourselves. Right Scooby?
Y/N and Daphne look and see Scooby playing with his wig.
Y/N: Oh, forget it. We'll do this by ourselves.
Meanwhile, Scooby was eating a cheese statue as another worker works on it.
Shaggy: Like what's your name?
Worker #1Worker number 1.
Shaggy: What do you do?
Worker #1: I work while Warsaw gets all the credit. But that is all gonna change someday.
Shaggy: Okay.
Velma was walking with Randy.
Velma: Mr. Warsaw, I wanted to ask you about the attack.
Randy: No words Jinkies. I want to introduce you to my old muse Cleo. Ugh. You are dull, lifeless. Go away. Shoo! Shoo!
Randy pushes Cleo away as Butch catches her.
Butch: I'd hate that guy if I wasn't so mellow and disaffected.
Velma steps up to the stand as Y/N, Fred, and Daphne inspects Junk.
Daphne: This is the art exhibit that attacked Randy Warsaw?
Fred: It's just a pile of old junk.
Y/N: Literally.
Fred kicks it only for it to reawaken.
Fred: Huh? Maybe kicking it was a bad idea.
Everyone sees Junk emerge as tries to attack Fred, Daphne, and Y/n but Y/N grabs Daphne hand and the three run. The others join as Fred, Daphne and Y/N run to Randy.
Fred: Look out Mr. Warsaw your art's back!
Junk tries to attack Randy but fails as it strikes the power, and it causes the lights to turn on and off constantly. Junk continues to attack until the lights turn on and it falls to pieces as Cleo is turned into a golden statue.
Randy: Cleo. No!
At the City Hall basement Mayor Nettles wheels in the statue of Cleo as Velma takes a closer look.
Velma: Does this remind you guys of something?
Shaggy: Like yeah. The month I spent trapped inside a Mannequin Factory. I can still remember the touch of all their plasticy hands.
Scooby: There, there. You're safe now.
Night came and at Fred's house, Brad and Judy were inspecting a map when Cassidy came in.
Cassidy: Is this a good time to talk?
Brad hides the map.
Judy: I don't think we need to talk to her, do you Brad?
Brad: No Judy I really don't.
Cassidy: Then you're gonna listen. I know you both really well and I'm begging you to think of Freddie. To really put him first. For once. Stop thinking about that treasure. It's cursed our whole lives. Ruined everything we ever were. It's the reason F/N and M/N are gone.
Brad: Cassidy, be careful.
Judy: We've been kind for old time sake. But don't push it.
Brad: Nobody has to get hurt as long as you stay out of our way.
Cassidy: Nice to see you two are exactly how I thought you'd be. Don't bother getting up, I'll let myself out.
She walks away as Daphne and Y/N confront the gang.
Daphne: Come on guy's we have a mystery to solve. Guys? Guys?
Randy gives Fred an empty picture.
Randy: Try this. Oh yes Beef. Now you truly are a piece of art.
Daphne rolls her eyes and looks at Y/N.
Daphne: Y/N?
Y/N: Yeah?
Daphne: Back at the party, what were you going to ask me?
Y/N: Oh, uh... I just want to say-
Daphne then sees worker #1 leave.
Daphne: Hold on, Y/N I think we might have a lead.
She goes off to follow worker #1. Y/N sighs.
Y/N: Great timing.
He then goes off to follow Daphne. They then see him put something in the mailbox. They continue to follow him, and he turns as Y/N pulls Daphne into an alleyway and they were both close to each other as they were both blushing. The worker continues to walk.
Y/N: Call Fred.
Daphne calls Fred as Fred is on a cow.
Randy: Beef on Beef. It's genius.
Fred (Voicemail): Hi you've reached Fred Jones. I'm probably out springing an awesome trap at the moment. Trap ya later.
Daphne: Freddie, me and Y/N are downtown tailing worker number one. Something's not right, and we're going to find out what. Call me. I guess we're alone on this one.
They come out of the alley and walk down the street when the worker pulls both of them into an alley.
Y/N: Let us go!
They then see the worker.
Worker #1: You caught me I admit it. I'm the one that's been doing it all along.
Daphne: I knew it!
Worker #1: I'm the forger.
Y/N: We beg your pardon?
Worker #1: I make all the art, but he gets all the credit. And the money. All I want is what I deserve so...
He shows the artwork he copied.
Worker #1: Every time I make a masterpiece for Randy Warsaw, I make a copy and sell it myself.
Daphne and Y/N see Junk.
Daphne: It... It... It's junk!
Junk rises.
Worker #1: Well, that's a bit unfair. I admit it's bizarre but-
Y/N: No. Junk is behind you!
Junk then grabs worker #1 as Y/N and Daphne grabs him.
Daphne: Hold on!
Junk pulls him away and swallows him. Y/N grabs Daphne's hand and they run as Junk chases them, but Junk blocks their path. Before Junk could attack them, the Mystery Machine comes in and rams it. They then see the gang as Fred wears a cowboy hat.
Fred: Daphne! Y/N! Get in!
Y/N and daphne get in.
Y/N: Drive! Drive! Drive!
Fred drives off as Y/N notices a cow.
Y/N: Why is there a cow?
Fred: Guess I brought it with me.
Junk attacks the Mystery Machine and tries to grab it with its claw, but it misses, and it throws a piece of debris at the van but misses. Junk continues his attack. Junk gets on top of the Mystery Machine.
Daphne: Now can we get out of here before we're crushed to a pulp?
Fred makes multiple turns until he hits Junk into a lamp post, and it falls to pieces revealing worker #1 as a golden statue.
Velma: I can't see, did we get him?
The gang then brings Junk back to the exhibit.
Randy: This haunted masterpiece I've created is unstoppable. I truly am a genius.
Velma: Just melt it down. Destroy it before it hurts you or anyone else.
Randy: Destroy a masterpiece? Never. I'd rather destroy myself. Oh of course that's what I must do. An artist consumed by his own art. Jinkies you have inspired me.
Velma: I have?
Randy: I shall throw a grand exhibition. There I shall confront "Junk" and allow him to consume me completely. It will be my greatest masterpiece.
Daphne: Nice one Velm.
Velma: What? I can't help it if I'm inspirational.
Y/N: And I thought Fred was stupid.
The gang was back in the basement as Mayor Nettles wheels in worker #1.
Shaggy: Sheriff Stone, like what's with the little hat?
Sheriff Stone: It's my Art Beret. I wear it because deep in my soul I'm an artist. It also keeps my head warm right in the center, making my brains feel all toasty.
Velma: This is looking familiar. But then again, without my glasses it could also be two bears robbing a bank while ridding a pony.
Sheriff Stone gives Velma a book.
Sheriff Stone: Well of course it looks familiar. It's a famous painting by Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf. Entitled, "1001 Bravarian nights".
Daphne: It's just like the picture.
Shaggy: Accordions. Like check this out it's my all time favorite polka band the Kiserworsts.
He plays the song as Scooby covers his ears.
Scooby: Yuck! Meaningless noise. No, no, no.
Shaggy: Wait till I slow it down.
Shaggy slows it down and it sounds just like Sunday Around Noonish.
Shaggy: Sound like anyone we know?
Velma: Gang. Things are starting to come together. But there's still a figure missing. The question is who's it going to be?
At the exhibit, Velma is posing.
Velma: So, what do you think of my portrait Sheriff Stone? Mayor Nettles?
Sheriff Stone: You must appreciate the perspective, the bold line, the playful impasto.
Mayor Nettles: It uh, looks like a triangle.
Velma puts on her glasses and sees what they were looking at.
Velma: Oh Jinkies.
Fred is juggling while he has a fish on his head. Scooby is on stage with the other Freakos and Randy.
Randy: Now is your moment Freeko. For the first time in your life. Your words will be truly understood.
Scooby: One and two.
The song starts up as Scooby sings.
Scooby: The Captain said you better take care. And all the fish are crying. The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin. Because the flowers are lying.
Man: It's like Freeko is singing a whole other language.
Female: Genius. Pure genius.
Scooby: And what will you do if you see a caribou? Go and get some hunters.
Everyone cheers as Junk comes alive and Butch falls and the lights shut off as Junk rises and Randy approaches.
Randy: Time for my masterpiece.
Fred: Trapping phase one! Go!
Scooby throws his wig at Junk's feet stopping it from moving.
Fred: Daphne, Y/N! Phase two!
Y/N and Daphne throw an empty picture onto Junk's arm.
Fred: Phase three commence!
Fred rides in with a cow destroying Junk. It then shuts down only for it to come alive again.
Randy: Yes! Consume me you metal beast of my own making.
Fred: Phase four! Now!
Velma and Shaggy tip over a cheese statue and it falls onto Junk and the lights turn back on.
Man: Genuis again! Uh, I think.
Fred: Thank you. Thank you.
Velma: Let's see who's really behind all this junk.
Velma takes off the TV.
Randy: I don't get it.
Daphne: Wait for it. We discovered the strange paralysis of Eeko, Cleo, and worker number one had been caused by a rare strand of brewers yeast. Used only in Bavaria. That allowed us to reverse the effect. These guys have been frozen to recreate a picture by the famous Bravarian artist Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf. So, we knew we were looking for someone German.
Randy: I-I still don't get it.
Daphne: Here's why Randy Warsaw. The real culprit is Butch Furbanks.
Daphne pulls Butch upwards revealing himself.
Butch: Fine you got me. But don't expect my introspective personality to register guilt.
Velma: His real name is Hans Von Shawnon-Gruber-Gruber.
Velma: Before Butch joined "Sunday Around Noonish" he released an album of classical accordion music. It reached number one in the Bravarian hit parade. But soon fizzled.
Fred: Using powerful electromagnets, and his expert knowledge of musical instruments. Butch was able to control your junk sculpture and make it attack you.
Shaggy: Like the only thing we don't know is why?
Butch: Alright look I did it for art.
Y/N: Not buying it.
Butch: Okay that's a lie. The truth is I hated what you made me into. All I ever wanted to do was play polkas in a Bravarian Oompa band. A beautiful dream that I lived until I came to work for you Randy Warsaw. You changed me. You transformed me. Molded me into a dark band leader. Playing and singing horrible intellectual music. You took everything from me. And I wanted to make you pay. Pay! And I would have gotten away with it too. If it wasn't for you meddling polka haters.
Sheriff Stone arrives and arrests him and Butch looks at Scooby.
Butch: Oh, and your singing stinks, nobody understands a word you're saying.
Scooby: That's outrageous!
Randy: Well, thank you, Mystery Incorporated. You've saved modern art from the clutches of the bourgeoisie. There's only one this left to say. I find you all horribly, horribly boring. So, get out of here. Shoo! Shoo! Go away.
Scooby: Uh, Mr. Warsaw, can I keep the wig?
Randy lets him and the gang get in the van and drive off.
Fred: It's okay gang. Sometimes people just don't appreciate it when you save the day. That's just the price of our... Art.
They then hear Cassidy on the radio.
Cassidy: Listen up boppers. Because I've got a brand new radio show coming at you right now. Across the airwaves. It's all about the truth. Evil resides in Crystal Cove. So, stay tuned and maybe, just maybe... we'll all get through this thing alive.