The Mystery Machine inched its way through a blinding blizzard. "This snow is awful!" Fred exclaimed, flicking the windshield wipers on full blast. "I can't see a thing."

"But think of how great it will make the slopes," Daphne said, grinning broadly.

"Like, how much farther to Big Pine Lodge?" Shaggy asked from the backseat. "The hot cocoa we brought has, like, froze solid."

Scooby's long tongue snaked around the mug and gulped it down, swallowing the cocoa and spitting out the mug with a thump. "MMM-mmm! Rot rocoricle!" he barked.

Velma consulted the GPS. "It should be just a few miles up the road."

"I only hope the Mystery Machine can make it," Fred replied with a frown.

"It's handled worse," Velma said. "Like, every time Shaggy drives."

Shaggy's protest was interrupted as Fred slammed on the brakes. An enormous creature had raced in front of the car. Its blue fur blew in the wind as it rose up to its full height and roared at the gang before vanishing.

"ZOINKS!" screamed Shaggy, the former slight forgotten. "What was that?"

Fred squinted through the curtain of snow blanketing the windshield. "Looked like a bear or something."

"With blue fur?" Velma asked. "I'm not so sure."

Daphne pointed out the window through the blinding snow. "Never mind that, we're almost there!"