Scooby Doo Murder Mystery

Part 1:

Norville "Shaggy" Rogers was sitting at the kitchen table ready with his normal midnight snack, a triple decker sub with everything possible you can imagine, like he did every night. He looked around trying to see through his light brown shaggy bangs-wonder where he got the name-looking for any sign of his great dane, Scooby Doo. He knows that Scooby is always looking for a chance to steal his favorite midnight snack, but not this time! Shaggy was on the watch and nothing could keep him from his favorite sandwich.

Shaggy lifted the concoction up to his lips ready for the two to meet, and then he suddenly felt something pulling at the opposite half of the sandwich. He quickly turned his head only to have his brown eyes spot the large dog standing beside him proudly wagging his tail with half of Shaggy's sandwich in his mouth.

"Like, Scoob, that's my sandwich!" Shaggy glared at the dog, but Scooby just threw the half of the sandwich in the air and caught it in his mouth swallowing the thing whole.

"Rorry, Rhaggy, hehehe," Scooby moved his paw up to his mouth and laughed at his owner and best friend.

"Like, if you're hungry Scoob then go make your own sandwich, like, my food is my food," Shaggy scolded the dog, but he didn't mean it. He could never be mad at Scooby. He steals his food all the time, but that's how the two are.

"Rorry, Rhaggy," Scooby knelt is head down and put his tail between his legs. All he wanted was part of the wonderful snack.

"Like, I'm just playin' Scoob. I'm not mad, like, my food is your food ol' buddy ol' pal," Shaggy smiled giving the dog a pat on the head. Scooby perked up and started to wag his tail.

"Rhanks, Rhaggy. I rove rou," Scooby said rubbing his head on Shaggy's leg.

"Like, I love ya too Scoob," Shaggy smiled at Scooby and turned back to his sandwich.

Shaggy lifted the sandwich up to his lips and took out a huge chunk of the thing. It was amazing! Probably the best he has made to this day, and he could feel the inside of him smiling. Shaggy has always enjoyed having his midnight snack and even though Scooby always manages to somehow sneak past his line of vision, Shaggy didn't care. He enjoys his dog's company, even if that meant losing half of his most prized sandwich every time.

"Like, Scoob, this is a good sand-" Shaggy turned to his dog, but what he saw made him gasp and drop the food out of his hands. He saw Scooby Doo laying on the clean white kitchen tile floor limp with his eyes rolled in the back of his head. Shaggy quickly sprang up out of his chair covering his mouth with his hand and leaned back against the breakfast table. His brown eyes began to shoot out hot tears and Shaggy tried to fight back but he didn't win. There was no way he could resist crying at a time like this, he was stupid for sitting there and trying to act strong when he knows it's impossible for anyone in this situation to achieve that battle win.

Shaggy walked over to the sprawled out Scooby Doo and he fell down onto his knees putting his hands on Scooby's side feeling for anything to go against his theory that he did not want to confirm. He felt around Scooby's chest feeling for any sign of movement…nothing. Tears fell out of Shaggy's eyes as he bent over by Scooby's mouth to feel for any air escaping the dog's mouth or nose…nothing. Shaggy couldn't take it anymore, he knew he had to except the fact but he didn't have the heart too, he couldn't give up his best friend.

"Like, Scoob ol' buddy?" Shaggy's voice was trembling and when he didn't receive an answer from the dog he knew that his pet and best friend Scooby Doo was dead.

Shaggy let out painful wails and he wrapped his arms around Scooby not wanting to let him go, not wanting to ever leave his best friend's side. Shaggy quickly reached for his cellphone that was nestled in the pocket of his dark brown bell-bottom jeans. He had to let his friends and fellow Mystery Inc. members know what had happened to their favorite crime solving great dane. He went into his text messaging and started a group message to let Fred, Daphne, and Velma know that he needed help and that the situation was bad.

To: Fred, Daph, Velms

From: Shaggy

Like guys I need help! Please hurry! D:

Shaggy pressed the send button and as he was watching the send bar move forward and forward to completion, he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He clasped his hands onto his neck causing him to drop his phone and he cried out in pain. He felt like someone was chocking him so hard and he felt completely defenseless to this imaginary attacker. He felt his body start to become limp and his breathing getting more and more staggered with each breath he took. He tried to push his back up off Scooby's but it was no use, it was like his arms had no muscles at all. Shaggy looked down at Scooby then back up at the food that was scattered all on the table from his quick drop and his brain put the pieces together of the situation. He knows enough from the movies he has watched that the symptoms he has and the connection with the sudden hit of pain and the food he was eating to know that there is only one answer. Poison. Shaggy realized that the food had been eating had been poisoned, and not from typical food poison, but some that someone had deliberately planted in his favorite object knowing that he couldn't resist a midnight snack…

Shaggy began to sob and he felt himself more and more begin to lose air. He knew how something like this ended and he knew that it would explain way his dog is now lying dead behind him. He knew he was going to die and he knew that he couldn't ever say goodbye to his friends who are soon going to find him dead next to Scooby. Shaggy then suddenly heard his phone play out the ringtone that lets him know he has a text message and he looked over at his phone seeing three urgent texts.

To: Shaggster

From: Fred

Shaggy?! What happened?! I'm heading over right now! Answer me back quickly!

To: Shaggyyy

From: Daphne

Shaggy what's wrong? D: I'm going head over as soon as I can, hold on we're coming!

To: Shaggy3

From: Velma

SHAGGY! What happened and where is Scooby?! Don't worry I am on my way over to help!

Shaggy reached for his phone but his arms wouldn't move an inch from his body. His face was soaking from all the tears that were still falling from his sad brown eyes. He so desperately wanted to let his friends know what is going to be of him but he doesn't have the strength to pick up his phone. He leaned back against Scooby and accepted that fact that his breath was very short, his body was no longer working and his eyes were slowly starting to flutter. 'Like, no not now, like let my friends get here before I die' Shaggy thought knowing in his heart though that his brain wouldn't listen to his pleas. His eyes became heavy to the point where he couldn't fight it back anymore and he bluntly spotted someone walking towards him with something metal and shiny before his eyes closed shut and he was dead.