The mystery gang had caught themselves another criminal. Long story short, some guy was selling alcohol to minors and was scaring anyone else off with a ghost outfit. The worst ghost outfit ever. It was just a sheet. Worst part is… people actually believed it. Now, the ghost man was all tied up, caught by some overly complicated trap.
"Good work, team!" Fred, the leader of the group of annoying teenagers said. "Now, let's see who this ghost really is…" He reached towards the criminal, when all of a sudden, he broke free of the ropes and tossed the sheet off, revealing himself to be…
"I am Iron Man and—"
"Hey! Listen up here, jackass." Fred interrupted. "We're supposed to reveal you. You can't mess with the system!"
Iron Man just grabbed Fred by his gay ascot and threw him into a nearby dumpster. "I am Iron Man…" He continued, "and dogs aren't supposed to talk." He picked up the Mystery Machine and threw it at Scooby. They both exploded upon impact.
"Like… this sucks." Shaggy said as Iron Man flew away.