Mystery Inc Meets The Golden Girls

By Scooby Freak

Chapter 9- What Now?

Whoa, I didn't realize it's been a long time since I've updated. Sorry bout that. By the way, January 11th was my B-day! XD


"Dude, that guy took off with Sophia! Like, there's no way Scoob and I are going any further in this mystery! Nu-uh!" said Shaggy.

"Roh way!" added Scooby.

"But we need to find Sophia! She's in great danger!" exclaimed Daphne.

"My mother has been kidnaped! What now?" cried Dorothy.

"Don't worry, we're going to find Sophia and find out who this creep of Miami is!" said Fred bravely.

"You're so brave!" exclaimed Blanche. Fred didn't say anything. He knew that Blanche was attracted to him and he just wanted to stay as far away from the old lady as possible. He didn't mean to be rude but, he didn't want to make Daphne feel bad or maybe a little jealous.

"Dude, you saw him take away that poor old woman! Like, why can't we just go home and eat some Whoppers from Burger King!" cried Shaggy.

"Would you help if I gave you each two boxes of Scooby Snacks?" asked Fred, holding out four boxes of Scooby Snacks. Scooby and Shaggy thought for a minute.

"Yeah!" they both said at the same time. They grabbed the boxes and started munching on them.

"I think we need to go back to the house to tell Velma about all of this." said Rose.

"Good thinking Rose!" said Fred.

"Wow, Rose is actually smart for once." mumbled Dorothy. Everyone took a bus back to the house. As they walkd in, Velma came running to them.

"Guys, I ran a few tests on the chain and found it to be over 100-200 years old!" exclaimed Velma.

"Like, all I have to say is, zoink! So you mean that ghost is real?" asked Shaggy, already shaking.

"I doubt the ghost is real. He could have gotten that chain anywhere." said Velma.

"We've got horrible news! Sophia was kidnaped!" said Blanche.

"What?" asked Velma shocked. Then they heard the doorbell ring. Dorothy opened it. Standin there was a tall, balding man with a big nose. He was old, around Dorthy's age. He was quite ulgy.

"Hi it's me, Stan, your ex-husband!" said the ugly, tall man.

"Stan, what do you want now?" asked Dorothy.

"Turn on the TV, channel 36! It's just about time!" said Stan. He turned on the TV. It seemed like a commercial break. On TV, there was Stan, dressed like a kiwi.

"Hi it's me, Stan! You're probably wondering why I'm dressed like a kiwi. Well, let me ask you something. Do you ever get tired of trying to peal the hairy skin off kiwis? Well, I'm here to tell you about the Sporny!" said the Stan on TV.

"The what?" asked Dorothy.

The Stan on TV continued, "You simply put the kiwi in this little machine, and it peels it for you! It could be done my friends!"

"No, it can't be done!" said Rose, enthusiastic.

The TV Stan then started talking again, "Yes it can be done! Call the number on the screen to order today! Remember, With the Sporny, you can be a lazy bum, and still get things done!"

Then a weird song started to play,

"With the Sporny you can do anything!

Now you can get to your kiwis faster!"

Everyone just blinked.

Then Rose picked up the phone, dialed a number and said, "Hello, I would like to order the Sporny–" But before she could finish her sentence, Dorothy snatched the phone and hung it up.

"Rose! Look Stan, we have no time for this! My mother has been kidnaped–"

"Sophia? By who? And who are these kids?" asked Stan, looking at Mystery Inc.

"Ma was kidnaped by the ghost of Miami and we're trying to find her. And this is Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby." said Dorothy.

"Oh, you're Mystery Inc! And, wait a minute! That Ghost Of Miami is just an old tale!" said Stan.

"Like no way, it isn't! We all saw it with our own eyes!" said Shaggy.

"Sir, you've got to believe us. Poor Sophia was kidnaped by that ghost!" said Daphne.

"And heaven knows where they are!" said Fred.

"I'm going to call the police! We need the cops help!" said Dorothy.


Hm, who is this "ghost"? And what does he want? I'll try to update but for now, I'm gonna rest. I'm nauseated, I have a headache and sore throat. Well, see you later, bye!