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Chapter 2: Those Aren't Costumes, Folks

Sibella Dracula was the first to exit the bus to get a good glimpse of the apartment complex that Elsa believed was Shaggy's home. It took the group most of sunrise to navigate through Coolsville once they had entered city limits. None of the five women had much experience in human cities before, (not really counting the ones they just drove through in their journey here) so it was purely adaptation on the fly. It made sense to Elsa and Sibella, the more level-headed ones of the group, that certain places would be grouped together into its own district. Businesses were an obvious example of this, they had noticed.

As luck would have it, the address that they were given turned out to be one of the last areas of town left to search. Did it always have to be in the last place to look? No matter, for they had finally arrived. Sibella looked upon the place. It couldn't be more opposite from their school if it had tried. Well-built, pleasant-looking, sturdy, if a little generic… Not unexpected, considering. But she seemed to think it was a nice place for someone like Shaggy.

As she looked around, she registered voices coming from the direction of the apartment itself, nearly lost in the usual bout of light traffic passing around the beaten bus. A pair of humans had reached ground level of the apartment complex and had started to head toward the front gate, right where the vampire stood. Neither of them were her dear friend, but they could be two of his friends he had mentioned in letters… She would find out shortly.

"…maybe just lost, Daph." were the first words Sibella could understand when the two got in proper earshot.

"Lost? More like their vehicle's been through a war! They probably want to phone a tow truck." replied the red-haired human female, seemingly indignant to her fellow human's thoughts.

"Let's just see what happened. Alright?" By the time the blond semi-muscular man had said that, he was a mere foot away from the gate and Sibella. It was then they both noticed the unmistakable complexion of the 'lost' girl.

"Umm… Hello, sir and madam. I'm sure this is the right place, but… does a Shaggy Rogers live here?" Sibella said, her voice as sultry as ever. The man seemed to get a little flustered, at first. Sibella began to wonder if all human guys tended to be dolts around the female gender. The woman, on the other hand, took it upon herself to reply.

"Who wants to know? And… why are you purple? Cosplaying?"

Sibella tilted her head, slightly. 'Cause….playing'? What did that mean? "Hmm… We're friends of his. If it's not too much trouble, we would like to see him. We've traveled quite a way and I'm sure this is the place."

A new voice interjected itself into the situation, one Sibella wishes would've stayed on the bus, considering the unsure and curious looks on the humans' faces. "Yo! 'Bella! We in or what?" Winnie griped, casually stepping off the bus without a care. On the bright side, Winnie looked less feral than she did last night, now that it was daytime. But still, a werewolf is a werewolf, no mistaking that appearance…

The two humans in front of Sibella got a little jumpy for a second, surprised by the unexpected look of the girl that came off the bus. Then, the man seemed to calm down and turn a little serious. He opened the gate.

"Fred? What're you doing?" the red-haired woman asked, curious. Sibella was wondering the same question.

"I'm sure this is another Red Herring prank, Daph. He's been getting better at trying to nail us. Costumed people, asking for Shaggy? C'mon now. What's next? Frankenstein?" Fred reasoned aloud, oblivious to the rolling of many eyes.

"Actually…" Sibella started, but was cut off by a confident Fred.

"Let's see what we got under this mask, just like old times." He said, grabbing Winnie by the hair and pulling… only for nothing to lift off. Sadly, the pulling had a very-obvious effect on the poor girl.

"YeeeeeOOWWWWWWWWWLLLL!" Winnie howled, instinctively swinging a clawed hand in his direction. Fred quickly leaned back, but the claws raked across his shirt, leaving huge rips in it. The red-haired wolf got into a fighting stance, growling.

"What's the deal, blondie? Pulling my hair like that? You off your human medications or something? You think I'm some old coot pulling a scam or something? Dammit, I'm a werewolf!" Winnie yelled before pouncing on Fred, knocking him to the ground. Winnie grabbed the shredded front of his shirt and yanked, claws ripping the rest of the shirt into something that looked like a tore-up 'small vest', a demonstration of her hands before she placed them in front of his face. "Just gimme one reason, muscle-brain! Dare ya!" the growling of a wolf could be heard somehow as she said that.

"Winnie!" Sibella snapped, worried that her group had already made a bad impression. Would they call the police or, in Winnie's case, the service known as the "Animal Control"? "Will you please get off!? What would Shaggy say if he saw you give a human a dreadful mauling, especially if this mistaken oaf happens to be a friend of his? Off!"

Winnie was reluctant. After all, nobody pulls her hair. But the purple girl did have a point. Still, what's one little cut between wolf and human? Before Winnie could contemplate that, white bandages began wrapping around her wrists and ankles tightly, pulling the werewolf off of the shaken Fred. "Hey, lemme go, ya stinkin' ragdoll! I wasn't gonna hurt him… much! Awwww!" Winnie groaned, uselessly struggling against the surprisingly strong bonds.

"Winnie, please… You're already scaring them…" said a shy voice from just inside the bus. Fred and Daphne looked to where the bandages were coming from, only to see a somewhat-short (and, Daphne had to admit, very adorable) mummy girl step off the bus, the bandages used to tie up Winnie coming out from around her arms, revealing dark-gray skin. The cloth, seemingly controlled by Tanis' mind, reeled back onto her arms slowly, pulling Winnie further away from Fred. The werewolf grumbled.

Tanis looked toward Fred, timid with guilt. "Um… Mister? Are you ok…?"

Fred had finally started getting to his feet, already on his knees as the mummy spoke to him. Seeing the little one's display of bandage power, he knew now that the werewolf wasn't a superglued-on helmet attached to a hyperactive teenager in a costume… Nope, this was one of those rare occasions for Mystery Inc.: Actually encountering the supernatural! "Mister?" the quivering mummy again spoke, apparently uncomfortable with the situation. Fred thought it quite odd and yet, unsurprising that a mummy would be socially awkward.

"Uh, I'm alright, I guess. No harm really done. Uhh… So…" he paused. Human Meets Monster: the First Dialogue. Fred began to wonder whether it was a curse or a blessing that Daphne didn't have her camcorder on hand at the moment. "You came to see Shaggy? Dare I ask how you know him?" he asked, not directing it to anyone in particular. He was answered with a shrill giggling. Out from the roof of the bus phased a white/blue ghost girl. Lean, wide-eyed, and with quite a bit of hair, Phantasma hovered above the small group, glancing at the blond man. "Why, he's our favorite Coach! Taught us everything we know about staying in shape. Not that I need it, of course. I can fly. But I still thought he was fun anyway!"

"Aw, like, dang it. I was hoping to get down here first." Speak of the devil. Shaggy and Scooby Doo were rushing over to where they were, Velma trailing behind. "I told you we should've, like, taken the stairs, Scoob. But you love that elevator…"

"Less work rat ray!" replied the dog in question, snickering. Shaggy stopped and facepalmed. "Less work…? Like, considering our career choice of constantly running for our lives, a couple of flights of stairs bother you?" Sometimes, Shaggy could not figure that dog out…

"Sigh… Alright… Fred, Daphne, Velma…? I guess I should, like, explain…" he began, nervously sweating already. Fred was obviously the most displeased with this abrupt surprise visit. Daphne seemed unsure.

"Um… Hello, Coach…" Sibella said, strangely finding herself trying to calm her nerves. The first time she sees her favorite human in such a long time and there's already a problem… In hindsight, she could always blame Winnie for overreacting. But she couldn't. Considering the existence of the Grimwood Girls' respective species was always kept secret from humans, things like this were bound to happen. Hell, if it was Halloween, they could blend right in just from people thinking they have excellent costumes! Besides, in Winnie's defense, hair-pulling hurts.

Shaggy looked at Sibella and couldn't help focusing on her, managing to barely keep his composure in front of his friends without completely zoning out. No doubt, he had noticed her developed figure, but to be so floored by it...? He figured it must be part of the vampire species' inherent "unearthly beauty" that's constantly bantered about. Then again, ol' Drac didn't seem like he'd be a ladies' man when Shaggy encountered him that one time… Sibella must've gotten her looks from her mother's side. "Uh… Hi, Sibella… Like, graduation, huh?" he said, weakly chuckling afterward, almost like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Indeed. I do apologize if we… came at a bad time?" Sibella said in a questioning tone, her head tilted slightly and her hands upon her hips. By now, Winnie was released from Tanis' bandaged grip and back on her feet. "Anytime's a bad time to yank on my hair!" she huffed, even though Sibella wasn't talking to her. Phantasma hovered near the werewolf and playfully stroked Winnie's hair with a cheerful "Calm down".

"Like, ah, no! No, this wasn't a bad time. Well, not too bad, anyway… I… Like, I got your letter yesterday and hadn't had a chance to, like, explain to the others yet. I was going to today, but… well, ya know…" Shaggy said, waving a hand at the broken-down bus, which seemed to be smoking a little more than it was.

"Wait… You knew they were coming? Actual monsters?" Fred asked. He certainly didn't appreciate feeling like the butt of a prank.

"Like, put yourself in my shoes. We all know how you guys get whenever monsters show up anywhere. Trap first, pull off masks second, ask questions later. Well… Actually, it's more like 'run away from first, investigate second, chase third, trap fourth, pull off masks fifth, and then ask questions later'. Wow… Like, when I phrase it that way, a lot of our adventures kinda seem similar. At least our first few years… Heh. Like, remember those days?"

"Now's not the time, Shaggy…" Daphne answered curtly, crossing her arms. Out with 'Danger-Prone Daphne', in with the look some call 'Bitchy Resting Face'. Looks like Shaggy's on thin ice.

"Heh… Good point… Like, yeah… Can we at least take this inside? Oh, like, by the way… Where's Elsa?" Shaggy asked after a look-around at the gathered party. As if on cue, the daughter of Frankenstein finally shuffled off the bus, seemingly in a hurry. "Uhh… Heya, Coach. About our bus, I think we should all back away… I can't get the thing to stop short-circuiting."

"Like, you mean…?"

"It might blow…"

"Zoinks! Everybody back!" As if to prove Elsa's guess right, the bus' engine was now heavily-smoking, sparks of electricity starting to shoot out from beneath the hood. The group made their way into the yard. The bus started shaking, almost like a rumbling can of exploding firecrackers. Then, with a heaving lurch…. the exhaust pipe let out an incredibly loud backfire and the bus seemingly appeared to deflate like a balloon, just a little bit. To top it off, the horn let out one final (warped, slowed-down, and distorted) bray of "La Cucaracha" as the bus finally came to rest.

"Close… Glad that didn't blow up." Elsa said clinically. Driving the bus was one thing she could do with ease. Fixing it, however… Not that she isn't good with machines, but she really had to wonder how that particular vehicle could even function in the first place.

"Elsa, huh? So… I'm guessing your father's Frankenstein?" Velma asked as a way to break the ice. Elsa nodded. "I always get that. Not too surprising, though. He created me to even look like I've inherited his and mom's genetics" Velma looked her over. As far as she could tell, Elsa wasn't kidding. The frizzy stuck-up hair definitely was reminiscent of the fabled Bride Of Frankenstein, whereas her somewhat-stiff walking and rough face were more her father's trademarks. As would her height, being that she was the tallest girl of the group of Shaggy's mysterious 'students'.

"Well… Looks like we're stuck here a while!" Winnie said, grinning. The more time she could spend with Coach, the better, in her opinion. "You guys got spare rooms? We ain't sleepin' in the streets." Fred could not believe the nerve of this girl… Was she always on? He had a feeling that this would somehow lead to trouble. Then again, that could be bias from the fact that Winnie almost kicked his ass…

"Like, yeah, we actually own this entire building. We got a couple of vacant apartments, in case of company. You're all more than welcome to them! Uhh… Like, that is if nobody minds…" Shaggy said, nervously remembering that this was completely unexpected company for the others. It almost reminded him of why he, Scooby, and Scrappy left to travel solo for a while back then…

"I guess it wouldn't hurt. Friends of Shaggy's are friends of ours, right?" Velma replied with a smile. She didn't see much harm with the monstrous group if the team's resident cowards were actually calm and friendly around them. Also, ironic, considering what most of their encounters with 'monsters' turned out to be. Was there some moral lesson here as to who the real monsters were?

"Right, Velma. I'll get you some keys. Would sharing apartments be ok? 2 to a room?" Daphne asked. Personally, she had some reservations about the group, especially the temperamental werewolf. But still, it stood to reason that Shaggy and Scooby would've made some friends during that year or two apart from them. It's not like the two had much of a chance to develop some sort of social life when the gang was constantly on the road, solving mysteries. Like Velma, she also felt a sense of irony at the particular choice of friends…

"That'll be acceptable, Ms… Daphne, I assume?" Sibella replied in a sort of de-facto leader tone, although Phantasma's semi-constant giggling was a contrast to the vampire's demeanor. "Quite a unique name, I must say. Dear Shaggy has mentioned you in his letters to us. And a 'Velma' and a 'Fred' too. Is it safe to say that Mr. Hair-Puller here is Fred?" she added, throwing in a clever smirk for good measure. Daphne felt a little embarrassed. Every time they settle down in Coolsville, he always would go back to trying to pin something on the gang's childhood bully, Red Herring.

"Sorry about that! It's… Well… Let's just call it a bad habit of his from our mystery-solving career, shall we?" the redhead stammered, feeling quite inadequate in front of the purple girl for some reason. The feeling couldn't be just backlash from Fred's behavior… Nonetheless, Sibella nodded, smirk turning to a friendly smile. "Let's shall. Boys, am I right?" she said in a mock-disapproving tone.

"Hey, we're right here…!" Fred said, hurt that Daphne would pick on him. Same ol' Fred. The other monster girls giggled at this, especially Winnie. 'Bad luck to pull hair, blondie-boy' she thought.

Velma led the group into the Mystery Inc Office in the ground floor to officially get some introductions, now that the inital confusion was out of the way…

As much as Velma Dinkley wanted to keep the gang's official Mystery Inc Office neat and tidy, it always turned into some haphazard mess that, somehow, she knew where everything was anyway. Mostly, it was due to the gang's propensity to bring back mementos from their numerous adventures. Villains' masks, supernatural relics (both "real" and "fake, but cool-looking conversation starters anyway"), little trinkets from people they rescued from monsters both real and fake, etc.

It wasn't a huge office by any standards, being as it was originally a landlord's office, so the ten people didn't really have a lot of room to move around, but it was still enough room. It certainly helped that Phantasma's intangibility could leave some room for those next to her, even though she giggled whenever an arm or a shoulder passed through her… When Mystery Inc led the group of monsters inside and stood around the main desk that was the 'island' in the middle of the room, Fred and Daphne couldn't help but notice how Sibella, Winnie, and the little mummy seemed to rush and cram by each other in order to stand next to Shaggy. Their strange competitiveness ended up knocking a few small stacks of paperwork over.

"Ah! Oh, my mistake… Umm…" stammered Tanis timidly as she immediately bent over and started gathering papers. "Sorry… I'm sorry. I'm a little clumsy sometimes…" Shaggy went over and helped her pick up the rest of the old paperwork. "Don't worry about it, Tanis. Like, mistakes happen. I've spilled worse than this." he chuckled as he placed a stack of papers back on the desk, obviously jumbled up and no longer in any organized order. He then gave the mummy a gentle pat on the head, causing the shy mummy to smile before they both went to stand next to Sibella and Winnie. The werewolf grumbled for some reason, but Sibella was smiling. Shaggy hadn't lost his caring demeanor, just like she had believed.

Velma decided to be the first to break the ice again once everyone got settled. "Alright, then. So, anybody want to introduce themselves first?" The girls looked at each other, as if silently conferring with each other about who should go first. Finally, with a wide grin, the ghost girl hovered a little higher. "Hi, everyone! I'm Phantasma Phantom, daughter of THE Phantom and NO, not the Opera one! You'd be surprised how many people have asked me that!" she said, cackling shrilly as she hovered back down.

Winnie then cleared her throat. "Alright, you guys. Name's Winnie. Not Winifred, just Winnie. My dad gave me that fancy-shmancy name… Said it would make me seem noble… Damn that Wolfman and his stupid werewolf pride… But anyways, sorry about earlier. Just… well, don't pull my hair, ok?" She wasn't much for public speaking, figuring it always best to speak her mind and be direct. As if a subconscious action, she ran a clawed hand through her hair as she finished her introduction, making sure it's the usual messy mane.

Elsa then took her turn. "Hi… I'm Elsa Frankenteen. Like my parents, I was quite literally built. Umm… Not sure what else to say, but it's nice to meet Coach's friends. You all seem cool." Elsa was a bit nervous around a pack of humans, based on what her parents used to have to deal with in the past. At least there were no torches and pitchforks here.

The room then went silent. Sibella then felt something cling to her from behind. It wasn't very surprising an action, as it was little Tanis. The mummy was attempting to hide using Sibella's ever-so-long flowing hair. "Um… Hi… I'm Tanis… I hope you don't mind us staying… Coach Shaggy was a real great teacher for us and….and we really like him…" If it was possible to see a blush through bandages, Tanis would practically be glowing red from her nervousness.

"Aw, it's ok, Tanis. We don't mind." replied Velma, smiling. The vertically-challenged Egyptian certainly was adorable, she had to give her that. "That sounds like our Shaggy and Scooby, alright. Always well-meaning. Although this is certainly news to us, Shag. Why didn't you even tell us you were a teacher?" the bespectacled genius inquired. Shaggy shrugged.

"Like, I dunno. So many things happened during our time apart. Not to mention, well…" he trailed off. The others could figure it out. "They wanted their existence kept secret at the time. That's understandable." Fred said, nodding. Mystery Inc looked expectantly to the final girl.

"Ah, my turn, yes? My name is Sibella Dracula and…" Sibella was interrupted by an exclamation of…

"Jinkies! Dracula? As in THE Dracula?" asked Velma. The purple vampire was more annoyed at being interrupted than she was surprised. But she understood the reaction. Her father certainly had a sterling reputation for horrendous acts of infamy. At least, that was until recently when he started taking up hobbies, like staging unnatural drag races… It was fortunate the human race hasn't heard one peep about his apparent 'midlife crisis'.

"Yes, I am his only daughter. Being in the human realm for the first time, it's strange to discover how far my father's legend has reached. It could drive one simply… batty!" she exclaimed before suddenly turning into a small purple bat as if to emphasize her point. The other monsters groaned at the cheapness of her pun as she flew around the room and finally, as if feeling mischievous, decided to settle on Shaggy's head.

"Zoinks! Like, why my head, Sibella?" Shaggy groaned, making sure not to move around too much. Bat-Sibella seemed to curl up and make herself comfortable on his head, despite not being upside-down, squeaking a little. Fred, Daphne, Velma, Scooby, and Phantasma laughed at the scene. Tanis giggled, Elsa smirked, but Winnie grumbled. "Why does she get to do that…?"

"Oh? Are you jealous, Winnie?" asked Tanis, smiling innocently. Truth be told, seeing Sibella take such a bold action made her wonder what would happen if she managed to coil a few bandages around Shaggy… She blushed from thinking about it.

"Me? Jealous? Who says I'm jealous? So she gets a ride on Coach's head…" she huffed, pouting and crossing her arms.

"Romebody's realous!" teased Scooby, figuring he could get away with busting the chops of a (sort of) fellow canine. Winnie growled, but let her shoulders slump in resignation. No sense starting anything in such close quarters.

"Alright, now that we know who's who, how about you tell us what you were up to back then, 'bat-head'?" Fred asked Shaggy, smirking at the name he jabbed him with. He felt it was only fair for this really surprising visit being put upon him unexpectedly. (Not to mention, there were those times Shaggy ripped on him about his fashion choices. Who says an ascot is bad taste anyway?)

Sibella chittered indignantly, her tiny eyes glaring in Fred's direction. Shaggy ignored the jab. "Like, well, when we were on our own, we realized that we needed some money. Ya know, for food, keeping the van fueled, that sorta thing. We saw an ad in a local paper when we were down in Louisiana and thought, like, we could totally do a gym teacher position. I mean, with all our constant running and jumping around, we'd have to be considered in great health. So why not? However, when we got there, it was totally obvious why nobody else wanted the job! Not that the girls were mean or anything, of course. But ya know how that goes… Ol' Mrs. Grimwood was so keen on having us on that I felt like we should stick through it and see how a school semester goes. Like, it went well enough, so to speak." he explained. He wasn't sure whether to explain the whole fiasco involving the evil witch, Revolta, or not… "Like, we even helped the girls win an annual volleyball match against their rival school, a military school for human boys. After a semester, like, we decided we had to move on."

"Rime to ree rew rings." Scooby added.

"Yeah. See new things, meet new people, eat new food… Guess old habits, like, die hard, even the old travelling habit." Shaggy concluded, grinning.

"Ah. That's it, eh?" Winnie said, a smug fanged smirk on her face. "I was sure you literally ran off because the students that were supposed to come after us for you two to teach were even freakier than we were." The werewolf couldn't resist chuckling, especially when Shaggy and Scooby both began stammering for excuses, a clear giveaway. Velma, Fred, and Daphne all rolled their eyes at that one. Classic Shaggy moment, it sounded like.

Sibella chose that time to fly off of Shaggy's head, land next to him, and resume human form. "Oh, don't worry about that, dear Coach. We could understand your plight. The new students weren't exactly….fang-tastic… The aliens, for example. Grimwood had those extraterrestrials expelled after they tried to probe poor Tanis… The old headmistress thankfully mistook their scientific intentions as sexual harassment. 'Research' or not, I really don't think anybody needs to be violated that way!"

"And don't get Elsa started about the swamp monster kid. It's not her fault water and electricity don't mix. Ol' swampy shouldn't have kept trying to permanently shut down her room." Winnie added, remembering the lagoon monster looking quite electrically-charred as she was escorted out of the school.

"Exactly. I need a good charge every now and then." the composite golem girl remarked, frowning at the memory of her waterlogged short-term nemesis. What a little terror she was, damaging equipment, soaking everything… Push came to shove.

"Sounds like you dodged a bullet there, Shaggy." Velma quipped. "At least it seems like you had a pretty decent class to teach. Good to hear."

"Yeah. You all seem pretty nice ladies." Daphne said, sort of unsure. It wasn't every day one got to call someone inhuman a 'nice lady'.

Phantasma let out another loud giggle. "Thanks! So, where's our rooms?"

And thus began the task of assigning rooms and unpacking. Quite a welcome…

Meanwhile, just down the street, a certain someone was walking with purpose, with intent, a man on a mission. For any passerby on the sidewalk, it was obvious it wasn't a peaceful mission, whether by looking at body language or recognizing who he was. Some shook their heads, wondering why he still tried to do what he was about to do, for this kind of thing was going on since the man was a child, if the word of the Coolsville locals was to be believed.

The bulky, unappealing man with curly red hair, ratty clothes, and a temper to match saw his familiar destination, his long-time opponents lurking within. He could never forget how their so-called 'leader' had always accused him of almost every crime that went on in Coolsville when they were kids… Obviously, it didn't matter to the man that he was the one that had bullied the five children first, actually starting the feud in the first place. Stubborn people like him never considered such facts. Stubborn and malicious, always a bad combination…

But today… To-freakin-day!... The man would finally get one over on the foolish Freddy and his friends or his name wasn't known as Red Herring.

Then, he saw it. The smoking wreck barely resembling a bus, parked haphazardly right in front of Mystery Inc Apartments' front gate. For a moment, he pondered this. Anyone would, considering the fact that it looked like it hasn't run properly in years. But the moment passed, for another thought had come across Red's mind. 'What if those fools have friends over? Perhaps I'll steal their crap if it's still in here. Friends of theirs are enemies of mine!'

Plan decided, he started toward the bus…

Author's Note: And there you have it. Personally, I wondered if I did a decent job of this whole 'gang meets Grimwood Girls' segment. So many people in the scene at once, how do I know if the group conversation feels genuine, rather than feeling obviously scripted? Obviously, I'm far from being an expert at writing, so I hope you can bear with me if any parts of any of my works feels off or in need of correction.

As such, REVIEWS are nice. Speaking of which, it's time to answer some Reviewer Questions/Comments!

Nightmaster000 – I can't say I've seen much of any of the more-recent movies/shows, so I probably won't be able to accurately do an "alternate take on movies/episodes, featuring Team Grimwood". My apologies. Still, thanks for the compliments.

Cody.a. – When I said what I said about Shaggy being a stoner, I meant how a lot of fans believe that he's a stoner due to how he typically acts in the shows/movies as it is, with both his laid-back attitude and, of course, a permanent case of 'The Munchies'. I wouldn't have him be out-of-character anyway. Thanks for the input, though. Glad you're liking it!

Lavendor Queen –Thank you for your nice words. Believe me, I'll keep this going as much as I can.

Patrickthenobleman – Exactly, dude! And a very good point. Although I guess that would depend on which early movie came first, continuity-wise. If Reluctant Werewolf came first, I'd like to think that ol' Drac may be forgiving toward Shaggy for defeating him when he hears how he saved Sibella. If Ghoul School came first, I think Sibella would be quite displeased with her father for forcing her favorite Coach to race against his will. As for your Batman comment, that brings up a thought… Should I have the Grimwood Girls' parents find out where they went? Lol. Dracula meeting Shaggy again might be interesting, considering Reluctant Werewolf and the fact that Mystery Inc would be present for the encounter.

DeathbyFurbies1 – Well, you've got some of the gang's input on the Grimwood Girls now. Lol. It'll be interesting to see how they get along with Mystery Inc as their stay continues and events unfold.

Well, that's all the 'fan mail' for now. Reviews are certainly important, as they're the best way of letting an upstart like myself know how I'm doing. Also, pardon my shameless plug, but if anybody likes Teen Titans, Danny Phantom, Beetlejuice, and/or Mass Effect, feel free to check out my other works that I presently have up.

Thanks for reading.