I have got a bad feeling about this.
Oh, seriously, Tom? [laughs]
I'm about to do a concert next to an ancient desert pyramid.
What could possibly be bad about it?
How about how this was set up by Ricky DeLuna? He does not like you.
Yeah, he acted like a jerk, but now he wants to apologize.
I'm not gonna not accept an apology, Tom. That's just not me.
Plus, he gave us these awesome gift baskets.
Ooh, there's gumballs in these.
-Dibs on a green one! Gimme! Give it! -No! Too slow!
Wwwwwoop! Yo, Angela!
Check out this sweet stage slide for the show!
This concert's gonna be beyond g-g-g-g-g-g-gravity!
[laughing] Yeah, it is!
Wait. The MC is MC-ing this?
But you had that very public fight with Ricky, remember?
And now for our main musical event, give it up for Ricky DeLuna AKA Slicky!
He told me not to give him a nickname, but I'm doing it, y'all!
Slicky! Slicky! Slicky!
Turns out the dude really hates nicknames.
But now he's obviously trying to patch things up between us.
Well, well, it's Angela and the MC, my least favorite performers.
You'd better do a good show tonight, because my thumb is ready to down.
What? Music critic Victoria Payne?
You said Ricky's last album sounded like rocks in a blender.
Now, am I the only one here who thinks it's just a little bit weird
that Ricky put together a concert with all of his enemies?
Relax, Tom. Ricky is trying to change,
and he's doing it with an all-star concert blowout--
[yelling]
Oh, no! The MC is... gone!
And so are my gumballs! Who did this?
Aagh!
[crowd cheering]
[laughing]
MCs don't just disappear. There must be something going on here and I'm gonna--
Yeah, there is! Check this out!
"Welcome to the desert tomb concert hall,
home to rocking music and shocking mummy curses."
A mu-mu-mu-mu-mummy curse?
That's so scary I can't even react to it with a real word.
I have to make one up. Zonks?
No. Zorks? No. Zooks?
This is all the evidence I need. The MC was taken by a mummy.
Which means we're gonna have to fight a mummy!
I'll lead the way--
Easy, Ginger. I'm sure there's a logical explanation for this
that doesn't include mythical baddies.
Yeah, especially when there's a not-mythical baddie right here.
Ricky! Show yourself, you creep!
You can't hide, Ricky! We know you stole the MC!
[screams] Oh, please don't hurt me!
Oh, Tom.
Thank goodness. I thought you were...
-the mummy! -[boom]
Ooh, sorry. I tripped over this large drum.
Okay, Ricky, cut the act, will ya?
We know you're behind this.
You invited all of your musical enemies to the desert so you could get rid of them.
No! You must believe me! I didn't think the mummy was real either!
-Hm. -But then I found that on my mirror!
That's definitely an ancient mummy symbol.
Yes! I hoped it was a drawing made by one of my beautiful fans.
But now I know it was a warning about the curse... of the mummy!
-[boom] -Oops. Sorry.
Protect me! I only wanted to do a concert to apologize for being such a big jerk.
I wouldn't have done it if I knew this place had a monster!
Ricky, surely you know you're talking about a silly made-up--
[Ricky screams]
Jeepers! Ricky DeLuna is gone!
And something left mummy rags.
I'm officially creeped-out now.
[sighs] Could it be that Ricky was telling the truth?
Let's be logical. There's someone here who disliked both the MC and Ricky.
-Ben, it wasn't me! -I'm talking about Victoria Payne.
If Victoria's up to something, we have to find out what. Let's split up, gang!
Yeah, yeah, everything is getting dealt with. Soon, this will all be over.
That sounds suspicious. What is she talking about?
[gasp]
Ha. Huh. Hm. [sniffs]
Is this a clue I smell?
No, it was something else!
No sign of Victoria.
But I do see more of those gift baskets Ricky was giving out.
There might be gumballs in them!
Ginger, will you take this seriously? We have a mystery to solve.
[giggling]
Well, that went nowhere. Though I did find an extra bathroom.
Huh? Look at this! It's just like the symbol in Ricky's room!
This must be a clue. Everyone, be careful.
We don't want to set off any trap--
Phew!
[all screaming]
[echoing] I think you set off a trap, Tom.
Hm. Why would there be a rake in here?
That doesn't fit the ancient desert tomb theme.
Ben, who cares about a dumb rake? We've landed in the mummy's chamber!
Maybe this is where Ricky and the MC went.
Are you here? Call out yes you are, and no if you're not!
-[roaring] -[all scream]
Calm down!
That sound is merely air,
passing through tiny cracks in the pyramid's ancient stone wall.
Uh, you believe in pyramid air all you want,
but I know a ghoul when I hear one, and that was definitely a--
-Ooh, mu-mu-mu-mu-mu... -Mummy!
Let's do this! Everybody punch his ancient face!
[roars]
Zoinks, the mummy is real! Oh, "zoinks," that's the word I was looking for.
-[roars] -[all scream]
Quick, into those dark tunnels!
-[roars] -[all scream]
I told you it was a mummy.
I would've beat it, but I wanted to protect you.
-You know how I am. -Yeah, sure, Ginger.
But if it's really a mummy,
then who was Victoria suspiciously calling on the phone?
I was calling my driver so I could get out of here.
No concert review is worth a curse, no matter how quotable my quips may be.
Later!
[she screams]
-And the mummy got her. -This isn't fair!
The joy of hundreds of music lovers is being messed up by one lousy monster!
I knew this concert was bad news.
-Let's get out of here. -Way ahead of you, pal. Later!
Don't you guys know anything? The mummy already saw us.
No matter where we go, it'll follow and get us.
-Everybody knows that about mummies! -Sure, everyone knows that.
Mummies are real, up is down, science is fiction!
-Hm! -If we can't run, then we have to fight.
We'll come up with a plan to put this mummy back in its tomb!
Oh, zoinks.
♪ You know that I like you! ♪
♪ Cause when it's me and you
♪ Dreams come true... ♪
-♪ In sunny and bad weather... ♪ -Hey, real Angela.
You did a great job making Mop Angela.
Thanks. Now we should give Hank a sign when the mummy attacks.
-Like the one you just gave me? -What are you talking about?
Isn't that why you tapped me on the shoulder? To make me do that?
Uh, I didn't tap you, Tom.
-[both scream] -[roars]
[Tom] Guys, get the rope!
Yes! Hey, mummy!
Check me out over here, all not-cursed!
[roars]
Angela, what are you doing? Run!
No, Tom. I'm not gonna let some bad-brained bully ruin my show.
Oh, Zoinks! He's unraveling!
Close your eyes! If you see his unwrapped mummy face, you'll go crazy!
-Ay-ai-ai! -Ricky DeLuna?
Ricky DeLuna?
[Tom] I was right all along.
This whole concert was a trap
so you could use a mummy curse to get rid of your music enemies.
You drew that mummy symbol on your mirror, you used a rake to erase your footprints,
and you pretended to be scared so we wouldn't suspect you.
Ugh! It was a perfect plan.
And I would have gotten away with it, too,
if it weren't for you meddling people who I specifically invited here!
Hey, Ricky? You're getting my worst review yet, twelve thumbs down!
-A little help, guys? -Oh, come on, that's harsh!
Later, Slicky! I think you'll need this to cool off that mad burn!
[crowd cheering]
Right, the concert! Huh!
With all this mummy madness I almost forgot I had to do a show!
You've got this, Angela. Now, go make those people scream.
But, you know, happy screams. Not the terrified ones.
[crowd cheering]
♪ You know that I like you! ♪
♪ So let's hang out together ♪
-We saved everything. -Indeed.
Plus we proved that there's definitely, absolutely, positively
no such thing as--
-[boom] -Aa-agh!
Whoops, sorry! Boy, am I Mr. Clumsy today!