When we last saw, Penelope, she was heading to the Pitstop Country Club to get things ready for the annual Halloween party!

One chilly, but lovely October afternoon, Penelope Pitstop emerged out of Chuggaboom along with her ever-present protectors, the Ant Hill Mob he minute they arrived to the Country Club Penelope's late father owned.

"Can you fellas believe Halloween is only a couple little ole days away?" Penelope grinned and breathed in the fall air.

"I know." Clyde, the Ant Hill Mob's leader replied. "Time certainly does fly by."

"Duh, Penelope, remind me why we're here." Dum-Dum looked at Penelope.

"I promised we'd meet Peter Perfect and his mother to discuss what the plans are for the annual Halloween party this year." Penelope explained. "Peter's family is middle class so they promised to work alongside me this year.

And speaking of the Perfects, here's Peter Perfect now!

Penelope and the Ant Hill Mob were about five steps down the country club hallway when they stopped and saw Peter Perfect, Penelope's boyfriend and competitor in the Wacky Races.

"Good afternoon, Pretty Penny." Peter kindly took Penelope's hands.

"Good afternoon, Peter." Penelope kissed him. "Are we on time, sugar?"

"A bit early but nonetheless we're glad to have you." Peter led Penelope and the Mob down the hall some more. "Come right with me. Mom's just waiting in the dining room. She was thinking we'd get some lunch and discuss what our Halloween party will be like this year."

"I'm glad we're getting lunch, I'm so hungry." Said Zippy.

Once they made it to the country club's dining room, Peter's mother, Priscilla Perfect, came up from the table and went up to her son and his friends. She was especially thrilled to see Penelope, who she saw as her own daughter since they first met.

"Oh Penelope, I'm so happy to see you again!" Priscilla hugged Penelope.

"I'm happy to see you again, as well." Penelope smiled. "Thanks ever so ever for helping with the annual Halloween party this year, Mrs. Perfect."

"Oh Penny, call me Priscilla."

"So, we were gonna talk about what our Halloween party plans are this year?" Clyde asked Priscilla.

"Yes indeed. And this year I'll be teaming up with both Peter and Penelope." Priscilla nodded. "Penelope has such a good taste in fashion and art, especially when it comes to holidays, and Peter has always enjoyed all holidays and parties since he was a boy, so I think they'll be perfect assets in helping with the Halloween festivities."

"My Mama and Dear Daddy have always taken holidays seriously, including Halloween" Said Penelope. "I always loved the parties and charity events they held around such special occasions."

"And my Dad, rest his soul too, was always the biggest holiday planner and even wrote lists of party themes and things needed for them a month or two early." Peter mentioned. "I've certainly learned a few things from him, especially holiday planning and organizing."

"If any one of you needs help in getting things prepped for the party, please don't hesitate to let us know." Clyde told Penelope, Peter and Priscilla.

"We're always happy to help!" Softy sobbed.

"Yeah, happy to help…" Snoozy echoed through snores.

After a delicious lunch, our heroes are back on their feet!

After lunch, Penelope, Peter and Priscilla walked to the ballroom, the Ant Hill Mob behind them. They all saw some of the staff setting the ballroom up and hanging a variety of Halloween decorations, including ghosts, pumpkins, and skeletons.

"I do declare! Everything's coming along fab-boo-lous!" Penelope loved the sights of the ballroom and the decorations.

"I agree!" Pockets nodded.

"You've outdone yourselves again, as always." Clyde complimented the staff on their decorating.

"Thanks everyone!" One of the staff, Drake answered back as he finished tying a bat to the ceiling.

"You know the decorations are not too scary or grotesque compared to what some people use on Halloween nowadays." Penelope looked around with everyone else. "Certainly not my taste, and my family would never approve."

"Neither would mine." Peter agreed. "Either way, I'm looking forward to sharing Halloween with you."

"I'm always happy to have little ole you, darling."

Suddenly, a pumpkin-headed scarecrow moving in and out of a coffin caught made Penelope, Peter and Priscilla freeze in their tracks.

"Wow! This prop sure looks realistic." Penelope curiously looked at the scarecrow coming in and out of the coffin.

"I don't remember buying this prop for the party, and it's kind of strange how it's moving around like that." Priscilla looked with confusion. "I don't think anyone pressed a button."

"Maybe it's motion activated." Penelope wondered. "With today's use of technology and little ole animatronics you'll never know."

Suddenly, the scarecrow grabbed Penelope and shoved her in the coffin. Two additional sets of hands closed the coffin door and locked it. Priscilla fainted at the sight of the unexpected capture but Peter caught her before she could hit the ground.

Uh oh, that scarecrow prop was too realistic…wait a minute, that's no scarecrow! Who could it be?

The scarecrow gave a quick spin, and out came Penelope's archenemy, the Hooded Claw.

Yikes! It's the Hooded Claw, that villain of villains!

"At your Halloween service." The Hooded Claw laughed.

"Hey! What are we, chopped liver?" The Bully Brothers frowned.

And the Bully Brothers, too…

"That's better." The Bully Brothers said in unison.

Priscilla started to wake up from her fainting spell.

"So, you're the Hooded Claw Penelope and my son tell me about!" She gasped.

"The one and only, madam." The Hooded Claw replied. "I'm the real deal and I'm here to do Pitstop in again."

"How dare you sneak in here uninvited and grab Penelope the way you did!" Priscilla scowled.

"Let go of Penelope at once, you old brute!" Peter hissed at the Claw.

"Yes, get me out of here you fiend!" Penelope yelled through the coffin.

"Get used to it Pitstop. You'll be spending the rest of eternity in there once you're finished." The Claw banged his fist on the coffin to stop Penelope from yelling. "Bully Brothers, lift that coffin up and let's get out of this joint."

"Right, Claw." The Bullies lifted up the coffin Penelope was in.

"It's not very comfortable in there!" Penelope complained.

"I'm serious, Hooded Claw. Let Penny go and don't lay even a finger on her!" Peter growled.

"Yeah, give her back at once!" Clyde came up to the Hooded Claw with the rest of the Mob.

"Blast. Interference…" The Hooded Claw frowned. "Not on my watch."

The Claw took out a small explosive from his pocket.

"Farewell, everyone!" The Claw sneered. "Sorry I can't stay for too long, but Penelope and I have plans!"

He then threw the explosive to the floor, creating a smokescreen that blinded everyone and made them cough. Once the coughing stopped, Peter, Priscilla and the Ant Hill Mob looked around and discovered that The Hooded Claw, the Bully Brothers and Penelope were no longer in the ballroom.

"Penelope! Penelope where are you, darling?" Peter looked around.

"I'm afraid we lost her, Pete." Clyde huffed. "That Hooded fiend disappeared with her and didn't give us a chance to interfere."

"Well we can't let that rat get away with harming Penny. We have to find her!"

"And we will find her." Clyde told everyone else. "Priscilla, you wait here. The boys and I will get Chuggaboom and have him take us to where Penelope might be."

"Boys, are you sure you'll be alright?" Priscilla asked, slightly concerned for the Mob and Peter.

"We'll be fine, mom, but Penelope won't be fine if we don't get to her soon!" Peter insisted. "We'll be back with Penelope safe and sound!"

"Alright everyone, let's get going!" Clyde demanded. "We've got a gal to save!"

"Right, Clyde!" The other Mobsters answered.

The men soon scattered out of the country club and into Chuggaboom, setting off on their trek to find Penelope and rescue her.

I do hope our guys find where Penelope is! Heaven knows what fiendish plans the Hooded Claw might have for her, especially around Halloween!