Fred and Daphne pulled the curtains off the creature while Velma snatched at the creature's face. "Beau Neville?!" Mystery Incorporated chorused.
"Just as I thought!" Velma laughed triumphantly.
Beau scowled. "How'd you know?"
"I was a little suspicious when I saw your calendar on your desk. You said you had a meeting with your publisher today, but there was nothing written on today's date."
"Also, when we were being chased by the monster, it always seemed to know where we were," Fred interjected. "Only you would have known all the ins-and-outs of this place well enough to chase us like you did."
"All right, fine," Beau grumbled. "I guess I should've known you meddling kids would figure it out. But I've been hit by a case of massive writer's block lately. I thought if I manufactured a mystery for you to solve, it might help give me some ideas."
"Well, did it?" Fred asked.
Beau nodded. "It'll be out in stores next fall…I'll even send you a free copy."
"We're glad to help," Velma said, almost giddy at having helped her favorite author with his book series.
Beau stood and shrugged off his shadow costume. "Well, all this running around and being scary has made me work up an appetite. Would you like to join me for dinner?"
"Dinner?!" Shaggy exclaimed. "Like, always! We're starved!"
As Mystery Incorporated followed Beau into the kitchen, they were shocked to see that most of the food had already been consumed. "Uh oh…" Beau murmured.
Everyone glared at Shaggy and Scooby, who shrugged. "Like, sorry, man. Getting chased by scary shadow monsters has a way of, like, making you hungry too…"
"Scooby-Rooby-ROO!" Scooby barked in agreement.