It was a beautiful autumn day in London. Children were excited because Halloween was coming around the corner. Dr. Wilde was visiting Professor Dick Dastardly and Muttley while Judy was away for a family reunion.

"I can't believe Carrots is at a family reunion in the South of the United States of America" Wilde said anxiously. "And I'm not even invited."

"They're rabbits, doctor, they are good at being afraid of foxes" Dastardly remarked sarcastically.

Last week, Judy's parents were scared the daylights out of them when she introduced Wilde to them. This didn't help Wilde one bit, he continued to pace back and forth.

Just then, a pile of mail is slipped through the slot.

"Ah, mail is here" Dastardly grinned.

Muttley picked up the envelopes and newspaper and handed them to Dastardly.

"Drat... They're all bills." Dastardly grumbled. "Drat! Muttley, we'll have to economize."

Hearing this, Muttley pulled a golden chest from underneath Dastardly's desk, opening it to a large amount of gold.

"Uh... Where did you get the gold?" Wilde asked suspiciously.

"Stolen from the ends of Ancient Greek ruins, but that's not important" Dastardly replied. "That's enough gold to pay for the bills. Muttley, the jewels and diamonds need to be put in a safe."

Muttley panted, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

The jewels made Wilde think something over, then he peeked at the newspaper.

"I remember Carrots saying something about a jewel heist yesterday morning" he said to Dastardly. "Did you steal those too?"

"No, these jewels were stolen three months ago" Dastardly protested. "Honest."

Wilde still wasn't buying it. He still didn't trust Dastardly since the Big Ben brawl, but he promised Judy at one point that he wouldn't say anything.

But Dastardly wasn't dumb to not notice Wilde rolling his eyes or giving him a death glare at him while Judy wasn't looking.

"You're doing it again" he snapped.

"Doing what?" Wilde asked, trying to hide his cover.

"You still don't trust me! You know I am trying my hardest to clean up my evil act."

"I can't help it! You attacked us all! You tried to kill Judy!"

"Did you think I am stupid?! I am trying!"

He turned to a broken mirror from his old lair, staring at his jagged reflection sadly.

"I can't change what I've done, Wilde" Dastardly said softly. "But I can try to change my behavior."

At that moment, an alarm went off.

Dastardly sat at his desk and picked up the telegram machine, listening to the code.

"Another jewel thief attack" Dastardly announced, facing Wilde and Muttley. "And they've stolen from Queen Anna."

At the scene of the crime, Blazey and Muttley were investigating the ballroom when the attack took place, sniffing out the criminal.

Wilde was examining the long footprints, taking notes in a journal.

"Your Majesty, are you sure the jewel thief came here?" he asked Queen Anna.

"Yes" said Anna, "But this has never happened before."

Just then, Blazey found a large patch of fur on the ground. Muttley then sniffed the fur and groaned in disgust.

"Rasm frasm rotten fur coat" Muttley grumbled.

Wilde then found a map written in chalk on the wall and examined it cautiously.

"It looks like a plan to steal a certain jewel" the fox frowned. "At the Egyptian Museum in Italy."

Wilde took notes in his journal, then copied the images of the map. Before he could calculate, his nose suddenly caught a strong, foul smell.

"Okay, who's been abusing their health?" he asked out loud.

After sniffing around the room, Blazey found a broken glass of whiskey on the floor.

"This isn't Dastardly's" Wilde examined. "He only drinks twelve year old scotch. Puni whisky. Hmm..."

Wilde knew that he promised Judy not to go on any cases while she was gone unless it was an emergency and this was emergency.

In Turin, Italy, Wilde, Blazey and Muttley were strolling down the street the school bells ran out over the village and all the boys and girls were going to school.

"Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy" Muttley panted excitedly.

Wilde inhaled the fresh air, then he started to look around.

"We better ask the people in town if they know anything" Wilde insisted, "and hurry."

The trio split up, searching for people who could help.

Wilde and Blazey soon approached the baker, who was speaking with a young woman.

"Excuse me, signor and signora" he interrupted politely. "Have you seen a jewel thief?"

"No, volpe" the baker and woman replied.

Then, he checked at Tony's Restaurant and asked the owner and the cooks if they have seen a jewel thief. All the staff said "no."

Meanwhile, Muttley was "asking" some schoolchildren if they had seen the thief. And by asking, I mean by using gestures with his paws as in "you see thief?"

The confused children shook their heads and ran off to school.

"Rasm frasm frustrating" grumbled Muttley.

Soon, Wilde and Muttley met up in the town square.

"Any luck, Muttley?" asked the fox.

"Uh-uh" grunted Muttley.

"Neither did Blazey and I. Well... We better search downtown."

But just as they were about to leave, Wilde bumped into J. Worthington Foulfellow, a fox with ragged clothing and a cane and Gideon, a stupid cat who always seemed drunk.

"Oh! Oh, how clumsy of me! Oh, my, my, my, my" Foulfellow gasped, helping Wilde to his feet. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, my fellow fox friend. Oh, I do hope you're not injured."

"No, we're fine until you crashed into us" Wilde said sarcastically.

Muttley snickered at Wilde's response.

Gideon was about to pickpocket Wilde when Blazey growled at the cat.

"She bites" Wilde said to Gideon, catching on. "Come on, Muttley, Blazey. We must get you to the doctor."

Wilde could tell that Foulfellow and Gideon were con artists and they would lead him, Blazey and Muttley astray and decided to come up with lies in case they got ideas.

"A doctor you say?" asked Foulfellow, "are you two sick?"

"Why, yes. Muttley is allergic to cats and dumb foxes. So is Blazey."

Blazey sneezed a ball of fire at Gideon.

Muttley began sneezing and wheezing, playing along.

"Oh, poor, poor puppies" Foulfellow lamented. "It looks like your dog and dragon friends should take a class of the theatre! Bright lights, music, applause! Fame!"

"Rasm frasm fame?" Muttley asked, falling for Foulfellow's trick.

"Yes. And with that personality, that profile, that wheezy laugh… why! He's a natural born actor, eh Giddy?

Gideon nodded eagerly but stupidly.

Wilde didn't like where the con was going and pushed Muttley away.

"Um, Muttley" he said nervously. "I think we better get going-"

"Straight to the top" Foulfellow finished, snatching Muttley from Wilde.

"Why, I can see your name in lights, lights six feet high. Muttley! M-U-T... uh T... uh, ha-ha, we're wasting precious time."

Muttley was excited and joined Foulfellow and Gideon, then he turned to Wilde and Blazey.

"Saynora, suckers" the dog growled.

"Come, on to the theatre!" Foulfellow announced.

Muttley waved goodbye to Wilde and Blazey with a snicker.

As soon as they left, Wilde growled. He had to solve the case, but he wasn't an experienced detective like Judy and he couldn't do it alone.

He and Blazey ran off while Muttley stayed close to Foulfellow and Gideon as the cunning fox began to sing.

"Hi-Diddle-Dee-Dee. An actor's life for me!

A high silk hat, and a silver cane

A watch of gold, with a diamond chain

Hi-Diddle-Dee-Day an actor's life is gay!

It's great to be a celebrity

An actor's life for me!"

Later that day, Wilde noticed that Blazey had a piece of paper.

"Whacha got there, Blazey?" he asked the dragon.

He took the paper from Blazey and read the written inscriptions.

"Turns out you can con a con fox" Wilde laughed.

In a library, Wilde and Blazey were now reading the inscriptions.

"I can't understand it" Wilde complained softly. "It's written in Italian. But... if I were Judy. I'd get a translation book and decode the message."

He then pulled out a book from the shelf. The cover read Italian Translations for Dummies.

Wilde began to search through the pages.

The first sentence was "Judy Hopps e gli amici cercheranno di fermarmi."

He took notes of the translation.

"Amici is friends" Wilde checked. "And fermarmi is stop me."

The next sentence was "Distraili così posso attaccare il Museo Egizio stasera. Mezzanotte."

"Distraili means to distract" Wilde translated. "Attacare is attack, stasera is tonight and mezzanotte means midnight. But what's Museo Egizio?"

Blazey shrugged her shoulders.

"Wait a minute!" Wilde shouted excitedly, causing everyone in the library to jump in surprise, followed by an irritated "shh!"

"Sorry" whispered Wilde. "Blazey, you remember back at the palace we found a map to the Egyptian Museum?"

The small dragon nodded her head excitedly.

"And that map was... Museo Egizio is Italian for Egyptian Museum. And that must mean the criminal wanted that fox and cat to lead us astray to prevent us from stopping them."

Wilde and Blazey shared grins and cheered quietly.

"Hooray! Egyptian museum, here we come!"

That night, Wilde and Blazey entered the Egyptian Museum and gazed the artifacts in awe.

"Look at this" Wilde gasped in awe. "Wow, isn't this terrific, Blazey? A real Egyptian pyramid!"

The dragon barked in agreement.

"These must be centuries or thousands even of years old!" The fox continued to stare, "This is great! The hieroglyphics!"

Soon, Wilde and Blazey came across two statues that looked a lot like Dastardly and Muttley, but with makeup and goatees.

Huh, what funny looking statues thought Wilde.

Blazey sniffed the Muttley statue, feeling suspicious.

Suddenly, the statue came to life and put his paw to his mouth 'shh!'.

Frightened, the dragon whimpered and flew away with a shriek.

"Oh, Blazey, there's nothing to be afraid of" Wilde assured. "These things aren't alive."

But as he said it, the Dastardly statue yanked on Wilde's tail, scaring him.

The fox screamed, running away like a mad man.

Soon, he found came across the gem, safe in its case.

"Well, at least we know the treasure is safe" smiled Wilde. "But who are we supposed to stop?"

The torches then lit up, scaring Wilde.

"Blazey, will you knock it off?!" cried the fox. "I'm freaking out here!"

An Egyptian figurine then fell off a shelf and broke.

Wilde pulled a sword from a statue of Rameses II to protect himself.

"Okay, ghost" he warned. "I have a sword and I ain't afraid of you or to use this."

The wind howled and the statues came marching toward Wilde, who dropped the sword and cowered with fear.

Then, came the voice of laughter.

Wilde looked up with confusion and saw Judy on the ceiling beam of the museum.

"Gotcha!" Judy giggled.

She jumped down and landed on Dastardly, who wiped his makeup off. Blazey popped out of a vase, panting.

"Carrots?!" gasped Wilde. "It was you the whole time?!"

"Nah, it was never a case" laughed the rabbit. "It was all fake. Dick didn't like how you treated him lately and I allowed him to show you how he felt... Treated like he was invisible."

Wilde was surprised, his eyes wide and his jaw hanging.

"But-but-but how did you manage?" he stammered. "You were in the United States!"

"Yes, but Judy and I planned ahead of time" Dastardly replied.

"It was quite simple" Judy explained. "While I was with my cousins from the South, I sent a fake alarm to Dastardly about Queen Anna was attacked by ghosts."

Muttley snickered.

"Anna had the guards trash up the palace to look that way" Dastardly continued. "The whiskey was mine but I poured the nasty drink down the pipes after I bought it from the Drat Trap."

"Who were Foulfellow the fox and Gideon the cat?" Judy added. "That was Dastardly and I. We did it so we could get you flustered enough to go straight toward the library. That gave us time to pay the museum owners for your arrival this late at night and if we broke anything valuable."

Blazey licked Judy's face, happy to see the rabbit.

Wilde stood in silence then he lowered his head in shame.

"I guess I bit more than I can chew" he admitted. "Sorry, Dastardly."

Dastardly nodded his head, accepting the apology. The two then shook hands.

"Just remember, Wilde" Judy said. "Not all villains are evil and corrupted and if they are tasked to reform, they can change themselves not their past. And you've gotta give them a chance."

"Yeah, but what about the ghost thief?" asked Wilde.

"There's no such thing as ghosts. That's just a Halloween myth."

Just then, Ezra, Gus, and Phineas (the Hitchhiking Ghosts) appeared before the group.

"Excuse us, do you mind if we hitched a ride with you?" asked Phineas.

The group gasped in surprise, realizing that the ghosts are real.

"Carrots, what do we do?" Wilde whimpered.

"We are gonna... RUUUNNNN!" screamed Judy.

Judy, Wilde and Dastardly ran out of the museum, screaming.

The ghosts removed their heads to reveal Muttley and the museum owners, who snickered at their little prank.

Muttley then grinned and smiled at the reader.