Okay, this idea was inspired by a few pieces of fanart I saw while I was looking up Scooby Doo and the Ghoul School. It's probably one of my oddest ideas for a fanfic, but let me just say that I really like the premise, and I hope your like it too. If anyone is offended by the intended content, I apologize and wish that you would not flame me. Well then, Happy Halloween everyone, and let's start off with the first chapter.

When Ghouls Grow Up

Chapter 1: Going Back to School

Shaggy pulled around on the steering wheel of the mystery machine as the skies got darker and darker. "Well, it looks like we're,like, on the right road, Scoob. What does the map, like, say?"

"Rell (Well)." Scooby looked at the map, opening and closing it in several different directions. "Rye don't row (I don't know)."

"I really wonder why I, like, let you navigate for me, Scoob.. You might be, like, one smart dog, but I swear that you have the world's worst sense of direction." Shaggy sighed as he leaned towards the windshield. "Now that I think about it, cam you, like, even read English?"

"Rye ron't rink row (I don't think so)." Scooby frowned at the paper as he threw it behind himself. "Rupid rap (Stupid map)."

"There's, like, nothing wrong with the map, Scooby. We just, like, don't have the skills needed to drive and read a map at the same time." Shaggy narrowed his eyes as he looked through the darkness. "It's been, like, what? Five years? I think it was five years."

"Ry are re roming rack (Why are we coming back)?" Scooby pointed through the darkness. "Rings rere rowing rine rith the rang (Things were going fine with the gang). Re didn't raff to reave (We didn't have to leave)."

"Let's, like, face it, Scoob. Mysteries just aren't as, like, common as they used to be." Shaggy sighed as he leaned back in his seat. "And the mystery solving just wasn't, like, paying the bills or, like, anything else. We, like, don't even have a house like everyone else does. We needed, like, a real job."

"Rut rere (But here)?" Scooby whined and simpered. "Ry rere (Why here)?"

"Because we had previous employment here, and Miss Grimwood really seemed excited to have me come back." Shaggy smiled as they finally came to a fork in the road. "See, we're almost there now."
Sitting at the end of one of the forks was a real classy school with a blue roof and off white walls. There was a startling amount of sun shining down on the hedge-shrouded courtyard. A large yellow sign attached to a marble gate red Calloway Military School, but this was not the building that one might have expected the two cowards to be driving for.

Rather, their aim was for the school down the left fork. It stood in shambles as the black wood chipped off of the walls. It seemed as though the old weather vane on top was made to attract all of the storm clouds in the area. Vultures, crows, and ravens seemed to congregate around the area as though some avian conference had been called. A large wooden sign out front read Grimwood's Finishing School For Girls.

"Old stomping grounds, like, bring back old memories, huh, Scooby?" Shaggy chuckled. "And, man, did we stomp around here. Probably the only place where stomping is a more common mode of transportation than walking." He turned onto the left fork.

"Roh roy (Oh boy)." Scooby Doo placed a paw over his nose. "Rere re row ragain (Here we go again)." He turned back to Shaggy. "Rut rif rare's rore rudents (What if there's more students)?" He shivered at the thought.

"Like, we'll worry about that if there are any new students, Scoob." Shaggy pulled up and parked near the moat. "We're here, now, so we'll find out soon what we're dealing with."

"Rutrever roo ray, Raggy (Whatever you say, Shaggy)." Scooby opened his door and walked out onto the the deep dirt.

"Hey, at least it's not raining like last time." Shaggy nodded towards Scooby. "That's always a good sign, right?"

"Rot ras rood as a randrich (Not as good as a sandwich)." Scooby trotted over alongside Shaggy. "Ret's rust row rinride ralready (Let's just go inside already?"

"Fine. Fine." Shaggy walked along until they had crossed over the bridge and was standing in front of the door. "We'll, like, get you something to eat as soon as we, like, get settled in." He rang the large doorbell.

The door creaked open for the two. A levitating, clawed glove levitated in front of them as they walked inside. The two jumped as the hand approached them, but it only a momentary thing. As they stood in the foyer, the hand floated off.

In a few minutes, a familiar voice called from the other room. "Coming. Coming." A squat woman wearing a lilac pink dress and with large black hair came walking into the foyer. She walked up to Shaggy and shook his hand. "It's so nice to have oyu back, Mr. Rogers." She snickered as she leaned back, popping her spine a couple times. "You'll have to forgive me, if I don't seem to be doing things very fast. I'm afraid that I'm not as young as I used to be."

"Well, you were, like, pretty fast in hiring me back." Shaggy chuckled. "I mean, I realize that the year is about to start, but, like, what happened to the last coach?"

"Oh, nothing too bad." Miss Grimwood smiled as she waved the comment off. "It's just a little tough to keep a physical education teacher for more than a year in a monster school. Things can get kind of rough pretty quickly."

"Raggy, rar roo rure rarout ris (Shaggy, are you sure about this)?" Scooby swallowed as he sat down beside Shaggy. "Ruff? Truff? (Rough? Tough?)"

"Oh, I'm sure it's, like, not that bad." Shaggy turned back to Miss Grimwood. "So, like, what all students do you have here."

"Well, we're a little different from the Calloway school. We aren't quite so strict about who we take in as a student." Miss Grimwood grimaced. "However, those newer students had some needs that we couldn't readily supply too well." She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "You know, I keep telling those extraterrestrials that we are here for the more earthly monsters, and I'm afraid that we don't have the facilities for a swamp creature and a giant reptilian beast." She raised a knowing finger. "And we have not received any new students after them."

"You mean, like, everyone else is still here?" Shaggy scratched his head. "Hasn't it been five years or so?"

"Yes, it has." Miss Grimwood smiled. "Monsters live for a much longer period of time than humans, though, so it's not uncommon for them to stay in school until they're twenty-five, not including whether they go to college or not. Of course, we supply college curriculum here as well." She paused, in fact, I think I hear one of your students coming now."

The whole building was shaking in intervals as though a giant was hitting it regularly with a tennis racket. Soon, a tall woman, probably seven feet tall, walked into the foyer. Her brow was slightly furrowed, and her bangs hung over her brows and framed the sides of her face, hiding the scars which showed how her face was stitched on. Her dark green shirt and white jeans hung on a more systemic, angled build than would be natural.

The tall woman walked over to Shaggy. "Well, look who's finally back." She leaned down and took hold of Shaggy's hands. "Things just haven't been the same since you left, coach."

"Did I hear ya'll right?" A light blue head popped through the floor. The hair hung over one of her eyes, but a characteristic blue streak ran through her white hair. On top of the head was a new white cowboy's hat. She floated up completely to reveal a white dress with a short skirt and white cowboy boots. "Well, what do ya'll know?" She skipped over and winked at Shaggy. "Ya'll come back for a another shot at the monster life, Shaggy Sugar?"

"Sugar?" Shaggy swallowed lightly as he looked between the two aged girls. He laughed nervously as he took one hand from the tall girl and gave it to the pale girl. "Anyways, it's, like, great to see you guys, Elsa and Phanty. You guys have certainly grown up."

"Yes, haven't we?" A bat flew down from the ceiling and landed on the ground. In a whitl of wings, the bat was replaced by a girl about the same height as Phanty, only with pale violet skin. Her shirt was a deeper shade of violet, but very low cut, and it was cut high enough to reveal her navel. She placed her hands on her hips, tracing the rim of her hiphugger jeans. "Isn't it just fang-tastic."

"Hi, Sibella." Shaggy pulled his hands away from the others. "Um, seems as though five years can, like, really change things."

"It sure does, Sugar." Phanty flicked her the tip of her hat as she looked over at the vampire. "And that little filly likes to show off her growth."

"It can't be helped." Elsa gently rubbed one of her large bolts, and electricity pulsed up to her head. Her eyes glowed as she furrowed her brow. "She's a vampire. They always feel the need to show off."

"Oh, you two are just batty." Sibella flipped her hair with her hand. "I'm not that big of a showoff. I just have a fang-tastic sense of fashion, unlike you two."

Phanty raised an eyebrow, a smirk spreading across her face. "That's hitting a little below the belt, Bella."

"Don't call me that," Sibella hissed. "My father named me Sibella, and that is the appropriate name to call me. I am not going to stand here and have my name be shortened so irreligiously."

"You don't stand for a whole lot of stuff, Bats." A girl that was covered in light brown fur slid down the stairway banister. She landed next to Sibella, her short shorts and dark blue shirt fitting her athletic form so little of her figure was left to the imagination. A tail swished behind her as she walked over to Shaggy. "Hey, Coach, you're back. Looks like you've been working out, too." She grabbed one of Shaggy's arms and hugged it close to her chest. "Guess what, Shag, I've outranked everyone else. Been wearing a D-cup for three months now."

Sibella palmed her face. "Now werewolves. They're showoffs."

Shaggy blushed as he tugged at his arm, unable to pull it away from the animalistic arms. "Well, I really don't know what to say, Winnie." He swallowed. "Let's see. Wasn't there someone else?"

"Me." A mummy girl showed up at the top of the stairs. The bandages on her head were pulled back into a pair of ponytails. She ran down the stairs and towards Shaggy. "You remember me, right, Shaggy?"

His face growing warmer and warmer, Shaggy finally pulled his arm away from Winnie and stepped back to the door. "Well, hold on. I still need to, like, go get my bags from the car."

"Rum, Raggy (Um, Shaggy)?"

Shaggy turned to face Scooby. "Like, what is it, Scoob?"

"Re ran (The van)!" Scooby was pointing out of the window. "Re ran (The van)! Re ran (The van)!"

"Like, what about the van, Scoob." Shaggy walked over to looked out of the window. "Zoinks!"

Outside, a large dragon was chewing on what must have been part of Shaggy and Scooby's vehicle, for most of the van was missing.

"Oh my." Miss Grimwood placed a concerned hand on her chin as she looked outside alongside the other two. "I should have warned you about Matches. He's been getting a little rowdy, lately. That's what's happens when dragons get to be that age." She walked over to the door and walked out. "Matches! No! Bad boy! Bad! Spit that out!"

"Well, Scoob," Shaggy laughed nervously as he cast a sidelong glance at the Scooby, "something tells me that we're going to be here for a while."

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I realize that this isn't the the longest chapter, but I at least needed to introduce the story. I hope things are looking all right. I have big plan for this story, eventually, so please hang in there with me. Things should get better soon.

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