Works of fanfiction and butchering everything English..
Shaggy was scared here in Los Angeles the rest of his friends where captured by some creep gangsters even Scooby Doo.
Calming himself was a problem this was a different jungle as the jungle he lost his courage. They never should have taken this job. A museum and a ghost don't go together.
Finding a park and a bench he sat down taking a breather.
Shaggy was scared for the former infantryman this was not a new thing.
There were only a few things keeping him out a veterans hospital.
Scoob and his friends. Where the first.
The second was his fear of being locked up.
The third being hungry ever again.
.
But now he had to dig back in that history of being a soldier.
If he had acted as one of his former colleagues the Mistry machine would have an arsenal hidden in it. But he rather forgot that part of his live. It had been better if it stayed that way.
Getting up from the bench he started to walk. He had to find some people that could help him while not a green beret or ranger he could assault those gangsters. But it would be suicide. But it were his friends.
Stopping at a hotdog stand he ordered three of them.
The man behind the counter was swift.
After a few minutes he had finished them.
Paying for his food he turned away from the stand.
He wasn't hungry anymore after eating them.
"you're in trouble son?" the man behind the counter asked.
Shaggy looked at the man. "why you're asking." He replied
The man a man in his thirties looked at him.
"Because your walking like your helping Atlas."
"My friends are in trouble not me." Shaggy said. We were investigating a went south.
The man gave him a grim smile. "I think we shared some dirt private."
"Corporal "Shaggy replied
"Go over to the address I give you and speak to the Chinese mister Lee."
"He knows a team,"
Shaggy shrugged and took the napkin handed to him.
Taking the bus to his destination, he was confused why would the man give him this address
After leaving the bus and walking to the address he was given.
When he entered the shop he was met by an old Chinese men.
"Well hello young man the machines are over there." The Chinese man said while mopping the floor.
Shaggy was starting to talk but was beaten to talking by the old men.
"Do not impose on others what you yourself do not desire.." Confucius said the old man said.
"Well sir, I was sent here by the owner of a hotdog stand. He told me to ask for you he said you know a team."
"I don't now a team young men I am sorry." The man said
"But I can give your laundry a good cleaning."
Shaggy deflated he should have sought a gun shop or a street dealer. Not listing to that former vet.
"Why you need this team." The man asked/
"the group I work with was captured" Shaggy told him
"That is bad why not go to police.?" The man asked
"They never listen to us." The reply was hard and defiant.
After that Shaggy turned around and left the shop.
Hannibal remembered this gun shy medic after their first encounter his unit could convince him to carry a rifle. But he hated them,
This was a boy both B.A. and Face would drop everything for.
Both being carried out by him. Several time.
Well let's check his story. Hannibal walked to the phone and entered a number.
"Face we might have a case. Could you ask around about our Shaggy friend."
Well what he knew about the greatest coward of investigation did and he knew he could teach him a lesson of rubber masks.. He knew that if he asked for help it was not in vain.
Shaggy being frustrated walked away from the laundromat.
He never should have listened to that vender.
Walking back to the park he started to look around.
Never being one for criminal enterprises he hoped he could spot some one that could help him getting some guns.
He should have hide those gun in the mystery machine he thought.
But at that moment they would not have helped him. The van being demolished
Face had received the call from Hannibal and driving his car to the laundromat he spotted the man they had spoken about. While he was dressed like a hippy he recognised the man that carried him a couple of times to a chopper.
He saw the gun shy kid looking at a gun shop.
When gun shy people started to look at guns there was trouble.
He called both of his team mates.
Hannibal made the call they would talk to Shaggy
The man that was known with the green berets about his attitude had parked his van beside the veterans hospital. Normally Face would get the fool.
But now it was his task. Getting out of his van he adjusted his collar.
His momma would not be proud of him but every day the fool was out of this place was a good day. Even if he was a crazy fool.
Leaving the van and entering the building walking to the reception.
He received some looks. While that happens when you a two hundred plus pound priest.
Standing in front of the receptionist waiting for her to acknowledge him.
After a few moments the woman behind the desk looked up.
"While hello father are you here for own of our patients."
B.A. gave her big smile.
"Yes my dear some former friends of Vietnam asked me to go to captain Murdock. And maybe take him out for a bit".
The receptionist gave him a genuine smile.
"That is very nice of them father."
"Where on this world together my dear"
"Indeed father. He is currently in the recreation room"
"Does he have any problems I should know about."
"Well at the moment he has two fictional dogs "
"Usually it's only Billy but now he has two
The second being Jane."
Inside his mind B.A. was growling
Calming himself he gave the receptionist another smile.
"Well I think captain Murdock and I can take them for a walk."
The woman beside the reception giggled.
"Thank you father. It is the second door on the left."
B.A. nodded to her and walked the way she gave her directions to.
Opening the door the receptionist mentioned he saw the fool playing a board game trying to feed dog biscuits to air.
"That fool." He thought.
An orderly walked over to him.
"Hello father"
"Hello young men" B.A. replied
"I am here for captain Murdock to take him and his dogs for a walk."
The man gave him a smile.
"I will prepare him for you father"
B.A. gave him a nod.
He saw the orderly walk to the fool and saw the fool look up
When he saw B.A. he bit his tong.
"Father" "o sorry I did not catch jour name" the orderly said
"Father Baracus."
Murdock ran from his chair to give B.A. a hug.
"Hello father Baracus, how are you?"
B.A. forced himself to smile at the fools smile
Hello captain. I am fine some common friends of us asked to take you for a walk with your dogs.
"Really father?"
"Yes my son" the words where almost like a frosted road.
But having the fool out of this place was like mana from the heavens.
So long they kept him out anything flying.
Murdock gave a big smile and whistled and took the arm of B.A.
"Well father lead us to the gold bricked road" he said.
"Well captain Dorothy I thought your dogs were called Billy and Jane?"
Murdock looked confused.
"Yes father"
"Well captain what about Toto." Inside B.A. groaned but the kept up his act.
"he died recently." Murdock replied
"how sad" B.A. said while leading him the exit.
When they left the building they walked to the van.
Opening the side door to led in his dogs Murdock followed them.
B.A took his place behind the wheel and they drove off.
Shaggy was desperate not having enough money to buy a gun he left the store.
Walking down the street he felt like crying. In Nam he had been a soldier.
But the action he had seen he never wanted to talk about.
The harassment about not carrying a rifle.
That he carried them out and cared for them earned him respect.
Coming home and seeing the protests had broken him,
War was the most mean teacher.
While he had carried a rifle in that hellhole it never been loaded.
He had done his tour and never looked back.
Walking down the street he felt lost,
He was a medic not a gung ho G.I.
While he got good ribbing at being gun shy he was respected for going after them to save them.
He walked down the street feeling morose. This was work for rangers and green berets. While he carried out many he never collected addresses.
Stopping at a streetlight he watched the traffic.
Maybe he could find the A-team. They owned him some favours.
But how would he find them. Then it hit him a team.
Shaggy laughed whole heartily and turned back to the laundromat
He grinned. : "That colonel,"
A.N.
Some while back I saw some stories from Rorschach's Blot
About Shaggy as Vietnam veteran.
I started to think one evening what if he knew or encountered the A-team,
So a while back I made a challenge and I took it up myself.