Disclaimer: I am of course not the creator of Scooby Doo, and I do not own anything of the franchise, just this fanfic

Disclaimer: I am of course not the creator of Scooby Doo, and I do not own anything of the franchise, just this fanfic.

Side note: I was inspired to write this sequel because of the reviews I received. Though some thought the plot was sub par, many of the reviewers agreed that it was funny. And that story STILL makes me laugh – even today! I hope this one can live up to be better than or just as good as the original.

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"The Mystery Machine Drug Bust: AGAIN"

It was another mystery-solving night for the courageous teens: Shaggy, Fred, and Daphne. Even their friendly canine, Scooby Doo, took part in the spooky adventure that had just unfolded. It was the case of the "fainting popstar". Many had believed that a ghost was haunting the poor celebrity. But thanks to the smart thinking of the gang, they uncovered the real solution. She was anorexic like 50 percent of other teenage starlets.

And now they drove alone in the mystery machine late at night. With the death of Velma – weeks prior – the gang had found a new team member, Scrappy Doo.

"Boy am I hungry. Solving that mystery has inspired me to eat more. Let's pull over." Daphne admitted. She rubbed her small stomach. Freddy smiled and placed his palm on her stomach. "Remember to eat smartly. Any kinds of food will affect the baby." He began to hum lowly as his hand caressed Daphne's belly.

Daphne knocked his hand off of her stomach. "The police told you to stop, Freddy. Stop." Daphne flinched, nearly knocking herself into the window. She held onto the car-door tightly. Where was he getting this baby nonsense from? The two weren't even together. Fred moved his hand off of Daphne's chest and slowly inserted it through the front of his pants. Daphne watched with horror, now desperately trying to open the door. She reached for the "unlock doors" button near the handle, but Fred had managed to break the button.

"Like, what's going on?" Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy popped up. They were in the back of the van. Fred instantly took his hand out of his pants and put it back onto the steering wheel. Daphne was glued to her door.

"Nothing guys. Daphne is still a little scared from the mystery." Fred answered simply. He placed his hand on top of Daphne's. "It's alright. I'm here. I'll never leave you. Never." Daphne held in the tears but began to shake.

There was a huge spotlight placed onto the Mystery Machine from behind. "Zoinks, it's the coppers! Let's hit it, man!" Shaggy proposed. "No. no, no, no, no, no, no, no," Daphne began to hit everything in the mystery machine. It was very similar to the behavior of Velma.

"Calm down Daph, you have to be careful. The baby." Fred kept insisting. "Please…stop with—this. There is no baby." she whispered. The police car pulled in front of the mystery machine, while it was still in motion.

Fred stomped on the brakes and the machine stopped promptly. The police officer and what seemed like an assistant stepped out of their car and made their way to the driver's window. Fred rowed down the window.

"Hey, you're those kids. The uh…mystery solvers. Yeah, I thought you were some crack smoking vandals. How are you?" Smoke was literally pouring out from the windows.

Freddy chuckled, as did the others. "No, officer. We were just driving along. We just solved a mystery."

"That's nice, that's nice," the police officer noticed the smoke pouring from the vehicle, "Do y'all mind stepping out of the car? There appears to be some sort of gas problem. It's nothing I'm sure."

The gang reluctantly exited the mystery machine and stepped aside. The police officer and his assistant began to examine the vehicle. There was a sudden gasp after they had opened the back double-doors.

"There appears to be two dead dogs in your backseat. And there's drugs splattered all around their bodies. Someone must've broken in, killed your dogs, and put drugs there to give us evidence." The policeman informed. Fred gasped. Shaggy gasped. Daphne paused and then gasped.

"Why would someone murder Scooby? And that other dog? This looks like another mystery we have to solve." Fred announced. Daphne rolled her eyes. The damn dogs had obviously overdosed. There was no mystery.

"It appears so, kids. Someone killed your dogs AND placed drugs in your backseat. Any ideas of who it could have been?" the policeman rubbed his chin.

Daphne leaned on her hip. This was ridiculous. The policeman took some photos of the devastating scene inside of the mystery machine. He went back to the group and gave them his latest verdict.

"Alright. I'm going to have to check you guys, again. Place your hands on your car, if you want. Sorry, it's our dumb procedure. But you kids are obviously innocent." The officer ordered.

Fred, Shaggy, and Daphne faced the mystery machine and placed their hands onto the side. The officer began doing the routine check for any sort of possessions. After checking Fred, he moved on to do Daphne. "Oh, be careful officer. She's carrying our baby." Fred warned. Daphne closed her eyes in annoyance as the officer checked her. Lastly, the police officer checked Shaggy. But he found a bag of marijuana in Shaggy's left pocket.

The gang gasped again. This time Daphne didn't even bother.

"It appears that the suspect has also placed drugs in your pocket, son. I'm sorry." The officer apologized.

"Zoinks, I thought they were mine!" Shaggy laughed, "Right Scoob?" there was no response like usual. Shaggy noticed Scooby's dead body, rotting inside of the vehicle. "Oh," he laughed.

"No, they're not yours, son. You were framed. Anyway, you kids better get some sleep. So I'll let you guys off for the night but you have to come see me tomorrow morning. We need to find out what happened." The police man proposed.

"You've got it officer. Goodnight." Fred waved and smiled. The policeman got into his car and began to drive off.

Daphne sat on the ground, thinking over the whole horrible situation. Were Fred and the other idiots? They agreed to meet with the officer again, when clearly the drugs were theirs. It wasn't a mystery. It was stupidity.

Fred leaned against the mystery machine, staring at Daphne. He loved her so much. And he knew that their love would grow as it would get closer to the due date for the baby.

Shaggy dragged Scooby and Scrappy out of the car and heaved them into nearby bushes. He took a long pause as he stared at his old pal. "Bye!" he said and walked away.

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What will happen to the gang? With Scooby and Scrappy "mysteriously" murdered and drugs placed near their bodies, will the gang ever find out what really happened? Will Daphne lose her mind? Is she really pregnant (No)? Find out in chapter two!