Wedding Bell Boos never happened, and I've fixed the ages, so their more like APNSD.

ALL characters belong to Hannah-Barbara

NOTICE::: All the chars in this story do actually exist in the Scooby-Doo series, though for the ones who are just referred to, I have given them names. So there are NO, NONE, No OC's in this story. .... Now start reading.

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Chapter 1

A Surprise Visit

The gang relaxed in the van, a rarity. The windows we're rolled down, the light warm air drifted into the Mystery Machine, it was early fall, but the weather didn't feel like it. Velma was writing in the back of the van, where Shaggy sat next to her with Scooby, making some sandwiches. Daphne sat up front next to Fred, happily painting her nails. For once their trip home hadn't been filled with any mysteries, creatures, monsters, or problems. Of coarse, Shaggy had become jumpy once they'd reached Ohio, saying it was too good to last. Fred looked at a sign as they turned onto a highway. Coolsville was only ten miles away, there was no towns, stops, or anything till then, Fred breathed a sigh of relief. For a short time he had agreed with Shaggy about it being too uneventful.

"All right gang, we're almost home, only a few more minutes." smiled Fred, as they followed the highway.

"Looking forward to thanksgiving Shaggy?" asked Velma.

"Not yet. Like man, I know something is gonna happen. Its just, like, too good. Like I know some freaky creature or mystery is going to just pop up." said Shaggy shaking his head, "I refuse to enjoy it."

"Rhy?" asked Scooby, tilting his head.

"Because if I do, then something WILL totally happen," Shaggy crossed his arms.

"So your saying, whatever happens...." Fred questioned.

"You are going to pretend to be unhappy, because you think...." Daphne looked confused.

"That if you do, a random monster is going to show up?" finished Velma, all held a raised eyebrow.

"Rounds Rogical," nodded Scooby, as he closed his eyes for a nap.

"It is logical man, it always happens that way." said Shaggy, "Vacations equal mystery mayhem, happy times equal near death experience, and simple unintended mystery moment, like always result in someone getting kidnapped."

".... actually.... that does sound right." said Fred, nodding.

"There is absolutely no way I will enjoy.... HOME!" yelled Shaggy as they pulled up into Mystery Inc. headquarters.

"So much for his anti-joy plan." said Velma, as Shaggy and Scooby booked it to the house before the van had fully stopped.

Though the house needed some dusting, they went to bed early. Glad to sleep in their own beds, in their own home. Shaggy walked downstairs followed by Scooby, Fred was already making breakfast for everyone. Fred hadn't bothered getting dressed yet, and Shaggy was still wearing his pajamas as the sun shown through the window. The best part about being home, was simply not having to get dressed right away when they woke up. Scooby stretched as he went out the back dog door to go to the bathroom. Shaggy opened the fridge, and then closed it.

"We need to go shopping..." said Shaggy, fighting back a yawn.

"Yeah, tell me about it. We need to get a turkey too." said Fred looking at the clock.

"Let's say we go around noon," Shaggy collapsed in his chair again.

Scooby began barking. It seemed so odd to them to hear such a thing. At first they hadn't even though it was Scooby. Fred looked out the window, there was no one by the sidewalk. They heard the back gate open and close, Shaggy stood up.

"See it was too good to last," said Shaggy, wrenching open the back door.

"Zoinkers!" came a female voice.

Fred peaked over Shaggy's shoulder. Scooby had pounced on someone wearing bell bottom jeans and kicking their legs as he licked them. Fred was confused, he was certain he'd heard Shaggy's catch phrase... or something like it anyway.

"Get off Scooby!" the person sat up, shoving Scooby off with all their might.

"Sugey?" asked Shaggy, looking at the girl as she stood up.

The girl was tall, though no way near as tall as Shaggy. She had a thin lanky frame, dirty blonde hair that had a sunflower clip in it, wide dark brown eyes, bell bottom jeans, and a green shirt, a sunflower in the center. Fred laughed, it had took him a minute, Shaggy's little sister.

"Hi bro!" she smiled happily with a wave as she walked over to them.

"What are you doing here?" asked Shaggy, after a hug.

"Visiting you, silly. Like, you said you where coming to Coolsville for Thanksgiving, and mom and pop said I could come visit." smiled Sugey, walking in the house, "Hi Fred."

"Hey Sugey. You hungry?" asked Fred as he went back to the skillet.

"Some what. I had breakfast at the Dinkley's." said Sugey opening up the cabinet.

"Velma's parents?" asked Shaggy.

"Yeah, I'm staying with them. You know, its like Thanksgiving break. So I was all like, hey can I crash with you. You never come to Plymouth, so I thought I'd come visit you guys here." said Sugey, taking a bowel out of the cabinet and pouring soup in it.

"So you traveled all they way here just to see us?" asked Fred as he flipped the bacon.

"Yeah, I wanted to sneak in and surprise you, but Scooby here like totally jumped me, man." said Sugey, sprinkling sprinkles on top of the soup.

"I can't believe ma and pop let you come, like, all this way by yourself." said Shaggy.

"Ohm, your first road trip was when you where my age," said Sugey, with a role of her eyes.

"Your fourteen." said Shaggy, "I was sixteen."

"News flash, I'll be seventeen in July." said Sugey holding up a jar, "What's this?"

"Pickled eggs.... your not sixteen," Shaggy seemed confused.

"How old are you?" asked Sugey.

"Twenty six."

"Like, how far apart are we?"

"Ten years."

"So, mathematicaly...." said Sugey putting the pickled eggs in her soup.

"Your sixteen," said Shaggy, scratching his head.

"Yeah, so I called Mr. and Mrs. Dinkley and asked them. They where more than happy to let me stay." said Sugey taking a bite of her 'food', "Got and chocolate sauce."

"Yeah, hold on." said Shaggy opening a cabinet.

"Like, Fred... are you okay man... you look green?" asked Sugey.

Fred was staring at her bowel in disgust. Every inch of his body was tingling with nausea. How can her and Shaggy eat stuff like that. I meant I thought it was just Shag. Thought Fred as he shivered and looked back at his bacon. A yawn came from the doorway and Daphne walked in rubbing her eyes.

"Morning.... ew what's that smell?" asked Daphne, then her eyes locked on Sugey, "Jeepers, Maggie!"

"Daphne!" the girls flung at each other in a hug.

"When did you get here?" asked Daphne.

"Just now, but I've been here in Coolsville for like three days." said Sugey.

"I like the flower, very cute. Are you going to stay for Thanksgiving with us?" asked Daphne, sitting next to Sugey, smell forgotten.

"Totally. That's why I'm here.... I'm not like, intruding am I?" asked Sugey.

"No way!" said Shaggy, "Scoob and I where going to be here by ourselves when everyone else went home. It'll be like, awesome to have my sister with me, right Scoob?"

"Right!" Scooby hadn't left Sugey's side since she got there.

"Morning... Maggie?!" Velma's eyes fell on the cheerful teen at the kitchen table.

"Hey Velma!" said Sugey, giving her a hug.

"Wow. When did you get here?" asked Velma.

"This morning....." there was a knock at the door.

They continued their conversation as Fred went it got the door. He had a double take, his parents, Peggy and Skip, stood there, his mother wearing a festive turkey sweater. He hadn't planned on seeing them until Thanksgiving day, his mother kissed his cheek.

"My Freddie's home. When did you all get back?" asked his mother walking in.

"Yesterday night." said Fred, "Wow, its great to see you but I didn't think I would for a couple more days."

"We wanted to stop by and tell you what's going on for Thanksgiving." said his dad, "Hey kids!"

"Oh Shaggy dear, you don't eat enough." said Peggy Jones, poking Shaggy in the stomach.

"Our grocery bill, begs to differ," giggled Daphne to Velma and Sugey.

"So what's going on for Thanksgiving?" asked Velma.

"Us and your parents are having dinner at the Blake's." said Peggy.

"Really?" asked Daphne, a grin on her face.

"Yeah, we decided it would be much more fun if we had a big group dinner." said Skip.

"Oh dear, is that all your having for breakfast?" asked Peggy looking at the bacon and eggs on Daphne's plate.

"Why don't you all come to our house.... I don't believe we've met young lady?" asked Skip looking at Sugey.

"This is my little sister, Sugey." said Shaggy proudly.

"My names's Maggie. Sugey's just a nickname." she stood with a smile.

"Dear me. Skin and bones just like her brother. Come on. Your all having a big hefty breakfast back at our place." said Peggy, "I won't take no for an answer."

It was an uneventful day after they left Fred'd parent's house. They'd decided to go shopping for small things since they didn't have to plan a thanksgiving dinner. Sugey tagged along with them, not really knowing anyone in Coolsville. She hadn't been there since she was five, and Velma's parents where meeting them for dinner at their place. They'd grabbed a quick bite at the malt shop and headed home as night fell. They still needed to get some cooking done. Daphne was on the phone the minute they got back.

"Hey mom...... I'm fine..... no really I am.... yes where all coming to dinner..... and lunch tomorrow.... something in the attic.... we'll look at it.... mom.... mom... mother can I say something?" asked Daphne, "Thank you. I was going to ask if you wanted us to bring anything for Thanksgiving.... no... okay. Bye mom, love you."

"They don't want us to bring anything?" asked Velma, as she put milk in the fridge.

"Just our appetites." said Daphne, putting some cereal away.

"Oh, we'll have ours, right you two?" Shaggy looked at Scoob and Sugey, who where currently playing tug-o-war.

"Yup/Rup." they both said as Scooby managed to yank the rope from Sugey's hands.

"Like, are you sure you guys don't mind me tagging along with you?" asked Sugey, scratching her head.

"We don't mind," said Fred with a laugh, it was the fifth time she'd asked today.

"I wonder if its, like, just us at Thanksgiving dinner?" thought Shaggy aloud.

"No idea... hey Sugey, are you going to stay here tonight?" asked Velma.

"Oh, you can stay in my room!" said Daphne.

"I don't know, I feel like I'm, like totally cramping your guys' style." said Sugey with a nervous smile.

"Trust me, your not... oh I have this totally cute dress. You can wear it for Thanksgiving.... Velma can bring her mattress in my room and we can have a girls night." Daphne seemed giddy at the prospect of a new girl to talk too.

"I'm not much of like, a dress kinda girl." said Sugey, nervously.

"Don't even try to fight it, just suffer with it." said Velma with a depressed whisper.

Headquarters was quite that evening, well early morning. No one had gone to sleep till after one in the morning. The light was still on in Daphne's room, she was still chatting, Velma had fallen asleep. Just as Sugey was about to fall asleep, the phone rang, Daphne picked it up, kind of annoyed at the late hour.

"Hello?" asked Daphne, her brow raised, "For your Sugey."

"No thanks." said Sugey, shaking her hand, and pushing the phone away.

"They asked for Maggie," Daphne shoved the phone in her hands.

Sugey quickly hung it up, and turned out the light. Velma, who'd woken up during the phone call, exchanged a confused look with Daphne. Sugey pulled the covers around her, and pretended to be asleep, but the snores where too fake.

"Uh... Sugey... what was that?" asked Daphne.

"Zzz... Zz."

"Your worse than Shaggy, come on, what was all that about?" asked Velma, she heard Sugey sigh and her head resurfaced from the blankets.

"Your gonna find out eventually.." she sat up and looked at Daphne and Velma.

"Find out, what?" asked Daphne.

"Like, a few weeks back.... everyones been getting some weird calls.... we where trying not to let you guys find out, I mean, you like totally have enough stress in your lives." Sugey seemed to be searching for the proper words.

"Who, and what are these calls?" asked Velma, brow raised.

"Its like, the real reason that your guys' parents, totally want to have dinner together.... okay, so my parents got the call first. The yours' Velma's. Then, I guess, like Daph's.... and last night Mrs. Dinkley told me Fred's parents too..." Sugey was counting her fingers as she went.

"Are they like threats, what?" asked Daphne.

"It's the same sentence; "Mystery Inc Forgot about me.." she made a mock deep voice.

"That's all it says?" asked Velma, "That's nothing to get too worked up about.."

"It is when things start happening around your homes. Like, fuses blowing, constant dead air calls, things being broken. Heck, like its not just in Coolsville either. Like, our barn burned down in Plymouth." said Sugey.

"What?" Velma and Daphne exchanged worried glances.

"It's like, totally as if someone's out to get us, to get back at you." said Sugey, biting her nails.

"That's what that call was?" asked Daphne, picking up the phone, "I'm tracing back the number."

TBC

Looks like Shaggy was right, it's too good to last.