Traffic Court
Summary: Shaggy meets an enigmatic stranger in the elevator at traffic court.
Author's Note: This came out of a creative writing prompt to write a 200 word drabble where Shaggy, from Scooby-Doo, and Bat-Girl are in an elevator. I'm not familiar with Bat-Girl, so I substituted Angel, from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and wrote five hundred and some-odd words. I hope you enjoy.
"Hey, man! Like, hold the elevator, dude." Shaggy called as his light-brown hair flopped up and down as he jogged lazily toward the courthouse elevator as the doors began to close behind the trail of people getting off the elevator.
A man who was practically hidden in the corner of the elevator closest to the electrical panel stuck his arm out with his hand balled up in the sleeve of the dark jacket as if to hide it from the bright light of the large window panels in the front of the building and stopped the doors from closing.
"Like, thanks dude." The young man said with a grin that was partially hidden by his goatee as he entered the car.
The other man, a pale man with dark hair who wore all black, didn't answer as the elevator doors closed, just leaned his back against the wood paneling of the elevator and allowed his shoulders to hunch forward so that his face was nearly hidden from view.
"I'm Shaggy," he said, reaching past the brooding stranger to press the floor number of his stop. "The Mystery Machine got a parking ticket, but we were locked inside a museum with a vampire–"
The stranger lifted his head slightly as Shaggy continued. "–well, he wasn't really a vampire. Just, like, pretending to be a vampire so that he could, like, scare away the patrons, sell the museum, and–" Shaggy hooted, gleefully. "Like–move to Bermuda!"
The stranger raised an eyebrow as if to ask why this story was so funny, though he didn't take the time to speak the words aloud.
"Get it?" Shaggy chuckled as if there would be no end to his private joke. "He pretends to be a vampire who, like, can't get any sun or they'll burn up, and then, he, like, plans to turn around and, like, get a tan in one of the sunniest places on Earth!"
He wiped away the tears which had come to his eyes from laughing so hard and turned back to the man in the elevator with him. "So, what are you in here for?"
The stranger was silent for a moment before he raised himself to his full height and revealed his true face, then he shrugged. "Oh, I just double-parked. No big deal."
Shaggy's eyes widened as he noticed the facial distortion brought on by having such large fangs. "V-v-v-v-v-v..." He stammered, pointing at the man in front of him.
"What?" The other man asked as if surprised by his speechlessness. "Haven't you ever seen a vampire before?"
As the elevator doors opened, Shaggy bolted out of the elevator, finally finding his voice. "V-v-v-v-v-v-v-VAMPIRE!" He yelled as the other man pressed the button to immediately close the elevator doors.
With a smug smile, Angel folded his arms across his chest, and leaned back against the wooden paneling as he allowed his face to return to normal. He sighed in blissful contentment. Alone, at last.