Hello, readers. I hope that you enjoy a little dabble into some fanfiction of one of my favorite shows: Scooby Doo. This was mainly inspired by Cartoon Network's showing of "Scooby Doo and the Alien Invaders" today, as it is one of my favorite Scooby Doo movies, and one that I have enjoyed since I was a little kid.

Please, enjoy!

Chapter 1

"I hope you can forgive us for deceiving you," she said, standing in front of the beam of light that was being projected down from the spaceship hovering just above. Her black hair shone magnificently; of course, he knew it wasn't really her hair, but part of her disguise. That didn't matter to him though. He would always remember her as having that long, shiny black hair, and that smooth, tan skin.

"Yeah. Like, we understand," he answered, giving her a small smile to let her know that he meant what he said. He was being honest, but…

"You really are a groovy guy, Shaggy," she stated with a smile now on her face as well, as she moved close to him and reached out for his hands, looking him straight in the eyes. Oh, God, he loved her big hazel eyes. They were so… but he had to force himself to remember that those weren't really her eyes… those were part of her disguise as well.

She continued with, "I hope you will always think of me as… a friend." A friend. That was all. That was all that they could possibly ever be, considering…

He knew that. He knew that all too well. But it still made his heart ache, and a pang of hurt flow through his brain. He would never let on to this, however. So, he kept up his smile for her sake. For Crystal's sake.

"Of course, Crystal," he answered, trying to keep up his facade. It was killing him inside. "I just wish that… well… you know…" That part was true. He very much did wish that this was a dream, and that tomorrow, he would wake up, and find that Crystal was just a nature photographer… and his perfect woman.

She nodded, understanding. He liked to imagine that, to a degree, she wasn't just doing that in sympathy… that she might actually feel the same way about him. "I'm looking for someone too," she said softly. She looked away from him, down at the ground, which made his heart just about melt. She looked back up at him in a mere second, and her eyes met his once more. He swore he felt his knees buckle. "But they say that long distance relationships never work out," she finished, giving him a small, sad smile.

"Yeah." What else could he say? There was no rebuttal for that; it was the truth. Although it hurt like hell.

He could hear Fred beginning to cry in the background, but he ignored it. He wasn't going to spend a second of this little time with Crystal that he had left thinking of anyone but her. He couldn't be sure that he would ever get to see her again, after all.

Scooby and Amber were saying goodbye as well, right next to where he stood. But he didn't look over. That was his best friend's time to say goodbye; he couldn't invade on that. Besides, if he were to waste time looking over there, he would lose some of his precious time left with Crystal.

"Thanks everyone, we had a great adventure." Crystal began speaking again, this time, to the rest of Mystery Inc., much to Shaggy's was only polite for him to turn around now, to look at his friends, even if it meant he was going to be looking away from Crystal. There was nothing else he could do without looking weird.

"…And made new friends," she continued, looking back at Shaggy. He felt his eyes on her, and he turned his head around almost too quickly, finding himself lost in her eyes once more.

He was so lost that he almost didn't realize what happened next. As he smiled sadly at her, she moved closer, and, for a brief second, their lips met, just as he had imagined. It was short and sweet, but… he knew that he would always treasure it forever: that quick moment where their lips connected. A glimpse at what never could have been.

He was sure he had a stupid look on his face, now that she was pulling away, but he knew there was probably no way he could hide it; so he just smiled in a goofy way and put his hand up to his lips self-consciously, closing his eyes and revealing in the moment: a moment he was sure would play in his mind over and over again, perhaps for the rest of his life.

When he finally got around to open his eyes again, Crystal was already moving backwards towards the beam, and was soon standing in the light, Amber by her side. Her bittersweet smile still occupied her face as she lifted up her hand, waving goodbye to the group, to him.

A powerful wind seemed to blow on the two, creating a roar of sound, although Shaggy couldn't feel it. He was sure none of the gang could feel it either; it seemed to be coming from above, from some unseen force coming from the spaceship.

Her black mane of hair lifted up from her neck and blew upwards around her head, like a halo. He thought that was a fitting image for her in his mind… a groovy angel. His groovy angel.

As the wind-like force continued to blow upon both Crystal and Amber, they slowly faded to their true forms… their alien forms. The reason they couldn't be together. The thing that kept them apart.

Crystal's body was now bordering on transparent; not because of anything that the beam was doing to them, but because that was her body. She had turned a light blue in color, with only a few spots and swirls on her that were a darker blue. She looked very much like a human's picture of a stereotypical alien aside from her coloration: she sported the long, thin figure of an alien, coupled with fingers that matched, and a large, round head. Amber was a different story. She looked almost reptilian, with a long neck, green, scaly skin, and a head shaped like a scythe, complete with large, piercing yellow eyes. They were quite a sight to see, certainly. They might have been downright frightening; in fact, they had been when he had first seen them in their true forms.

But that was the real Crystal and Amber, as much as he would have liked to deny it. That was the girl he was convinced that he had fallen for at first sight. That was his groovy angel. His groovy, alien angel.

He hoped that he was hiding his emotions as he waved goodbye, but he doubted that he was. He had always had a very expressive face, and he was sure that she could see that he was still obviously shocked by her appearance. But it was more than that. There was a pain present… one that wouldn't go away. Because despite the fact that she was an alien, and despite the fact that she had deceived him in that regard… he knew that he was still in love with her. It was something that he knew that no one would understand… so he wouldn't tell anyone, except perhaps Scooby. Despite all the deceit, and all the weirdness over the course of that day that they had known each other, he knew that there was no one else that he would ever want, no one else who would be as perfect for him as Crystal was. And now, he was losing her. He would never see her again.

As she looked at them with her large, alien eyes, Shaggy saw a smile cross her face. It was small, as it had been before… but it was there. And he knew that it was a smile that said that she was sad that she had to go. It was a smile that seemed to hold a promise… a promise to never forget him.

And so, then and there, he promised himself something too. He promised that, as long as he lived, he would never forget Crystal. Even if he never saw her again, which was very likely, she would always be there, in his thoughts. He would go on with his life, he would be happy. He would try to fall in love again, with someone of his own species, this time. But, forever, he would always think of Crystal, and the special time that they had had together. He would keep her memory safe, locked deep inside his heart, a depth that no one but himself knew existed.

He watched forlornly as she raised her hand up once more in a goodbye, and the light closed around them, leaving no evidence that, moments before, two aliens had been standing there. It was as if they had never come. There was nothing left behind of them, no pictures, no technology. He was sure that Crystal had already arranged for her Jeep, and all of her gear to be picked up before she went home; she would have to have been careful like that to be chosen for her mission. No… nothing would be left.

Except for his memory. That would still be there. His memory, and the memory of his friends. They were the only ones who would ever know about the real Crystal and Amber, aside from the SALF scientists… but they were probably going to a federal prison, so they would hardly matter now. No… the only ones who could ever have exposed Crystal and Amber were himself and his friends, and they would never do that. And so, Crystal and Amber would remain a secret among Mystery Inc. alone. He was sure of that much.

The ship, beam now completely gone, was quick to move up into the sky, away from the space it had occupied in an open space at the top of the cave. It rose high above the earth, and then, quick as a flash, it zoomed away, faster than the speed of light, leaving only a flash of light among the stars. Just like that, she was gone, away from Earth, away from everything. Just like that, she was probably galaxies away. Just like that, he had lost her.

He knew he had stood there, looking up at the sky for some time afterwards. Of course, the rest of the gang was ready to go soon, and, as much as he would have liked to stay, he needed to go with them to call the government and turn in the SALF scientists. There was no way he could stay. He took one last look up at the sky, the sky that, somewhere, held the secret of the location of his interstellar angel. Giving a heavy sigh, he turned and left, following the rest of the gang into the dark expanse of tunnels that made up the cave.

Shaggy woke up slowly, eyes taking a few minutes to adjust to the morning sunlight pouring through his bedroom window.

He didn't mean to, but he let out a loud, heavy sigh, which caused Scooby, who was sleeping at the foot of the bed, to stir. The Great Dane slowly opened one eye, and then turned his head to look at Shaggy.

"Ris romthing wrong, Rhaggy?" Scooby asked Shaggy concernedly. He let out a long yawn, then rolled over onto his back, wagging his tail. "Ris it rime for reakrast?" he questioned, coming to the conclusion that Shaggy was just hungry, as he always was in the mornings.

Shaggy laughed, looking at his best friend, and pulling himself out of bed, letting his bare feet touch the cold wooden floor. It gave him a chill, but that was to be expected, as he had just crawled out of his warm, comfortable bed. "Like, you know it, Scoob," he replied, mid-laugh. "Like, let's go get something to eat. I'll call up the rest of the gang, and see if they want to hit the Malt Shop with us."

"Rokay, Rhaggy!" Scooby replied enthusiastically, licking his lips for extra emphasis. Neither paid any mind that malts were not a reasonable breakfast; neither really cared. All that mattered was that they loved food, and that was somewhere where they could get it cheap and easily enough.

As Shaggy made his way into the bathroom to take a shower, he pushed the thoughts of the dream from his mind. It wasn't the first time he had dreamt about Crystal since that day some years before. It most likely wouldn't be the last time either.

As he turned on the shower and let his pajamas drop to the floor, he found consolation in what always made him feel better: the thought that in a few minutes, he would be enjoying food: more specifically, a steaming hot plate of French fries and a chocolate malt. Now that was what he called delicious.

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Okay, so, if you liked it, please, leave me a review. I love getting feedback.

Also, I actually had the movie open in another window while I was writing this, so I could be SURE to get the scene with Crystal and Amber right. If there are any mistakes, please, let me know so I can fix them.