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"Wait a moment." Fred said, snapping his fingers. "Pic-a-nic...I think I know where he is! To the mystery machine, Gang!" And he ran off. Daphne and Velma exchanged a glance before chasing after him. The Grimwood Girls followed, with only Tanis struggling to keep up. Scooby lifted her up onto his shoulders and ran with her to the van.

"We'll have to go through the portal." The blonde explained once they were all in the van.

"Fred." Velma said, exasperatedly. "I know you've clearly worked it out, but for the rest of us...?"

"Come on, Vel. Pic-a-nic! There's only one Warner Bros character who says that - well, technically he's a Hanna-Barbera..."

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[In Jellystone Park]

"Yogi, why have you got a fishing line?" Boo-Boo asked.

"I'm glad you asked Boo-Boo." Yogi said, smiling widely. "This-" He indicated said line. "Is our best bet at getting a pic-i-nic basket. All we have to do is wait until the basket is on the table, aim the line and try and get the hook round the handle. Are you any good at hook-a-duck?"

Boo-Boo frowned. "Not really..."

Yogi laughed. "Then just watch the expert! I got all sorts of neat stuff from 'em!" And with that he wound his arm back and flung the line out to a nearby table.

The toons sitting at it screamed and jumped back. Yogi grinned as he reeled it in, unfortunately the hook didn't get under the handle and he caught nothing. "Damn it." He muttered, looking comically disappointed.

"Oi!" One of the toons - a big wrestler-type toon - yelled out, spotting Yogi. "C'mere you!"

"Time to make a move, Boo-Boo!" Yogi said, grabbing Boo-Boo's hand and running.

"You know you don't have to keep grabbing my hand whenever we run, Yogi."

"I feel better knowing you're alongside me, Boo-Boo. Here, I think we're good now." They'd taken a short-cut that only they and the ranger knew about, coming out on the other side of the park.

"Well, that didn't work." Boo-Boo said, flatly, folding his arms and shooting Yogi a 'look'.

Yogi - as always - was undeterred. "Just needs a bit of work, Boo-Boo. Here, we'll try it on those two." He nodded over to a nearby table, out the way of the others and nearly in the bush.

Boo-Boo frowned and tilted his head to one side. "Er...Yogi, is it just me or does that look like Shaggy Rodgers?"

Yogi glanced over to the table where a familiar-looking beatnik was propped up against the table, like a Halloween decoration and said. "Looks like it, Boo-Boo." before going back to fiddling with the fishing line.

Boo-Boo subtly looked sky-wards, realising Yogi hadn't fully understood his point, and said, meaningfully. "Don't you think it's a little strange, Yogi? And where's the rest of the Mystery Inc Gang?"

That got Yogi's attention and he looked properly at the table. Sure enough, no Mystery Inc crew, just some dog-toon sitting at the table, muttering under his breath while looking at his phone.

"I suppose it is, Boo-Boo, and you know what's even stranger? There's no pic-a-nic basket! Who comes to a park without a pic-a-nic basket?" Boo-Boo facepalmed, thankfully Yogi didn't notice, because he'd already spotted something. "Hey Boo-Boo, look! There's a packet of crisps there! Must have blown of someone's table, all better for us, right?"

"I suppose so, Yogi-"

"Alright, as it's only crisps you can have a go now, Boo-Boo." Yogi said, passing the fishing line to the other bear.

Boo-Boo looked slightly alarmed. "Are you sure about this, Yogi? I've not really done this before-"

"Ah, it'll be fine! Just bring the line back-" Here Yogi started guiding Boo-Boo's arm. "Aim at the packet and - fire!" And with that he flung Boo-Boo's arm foreword so hard it nearly came out its socket. The younger bear stumbled and fell over, face-planting the ground.

"Ow..."

The line had missed the crisp packet entirely due to Boo-Boo's stumble, landing instead next to Shaggy.

Gregory was broken out of his thoughts, seeing the line out the corner of his eye. "What the-?" He turned and, seeing Boo-Boo flat on the floor, leapt up, eyes turning to flames. "-The hell are you doing, you imbecile!?" He shouted, storming over to Boo-Boo. "You could have killed me!"

At this point Yogi - who had been hidden by the bushes/tree - stepped out smoothly, placing himself in-between Boo-Boo and the dog-toon. "Now, now my good man." The bear said, adopting his most 'formal' voice, hoping to impress. "You must be able to see that was an accident?"

"He could have killed me!"

To which Yogi indicated the hook. "C'mon, my good sir, it's not anywhere near you. If anything it's more likely to hit Shaggy."

At the mention of the beatnik's name the dog-toon paused, and looked back at Shaggy. "You recognise him?"

Boo-Boo, who had gotten up by now, gave the taller toon an incredulous look before saying. "Of course we recognise him! He's one of the most famous toons round here! What have you been doing for the last 60 years?"

Gregory growled and stepped forward. Yogi immediately stepped in front of his friend, drawing himself up high to look more threatening.

Gregory thought better of antagonising them further and stepped back with what he hoped was a placating smile. "Look, friend. We've clearly started off on the wrong foot. I'll just...head off and leave you to it-"

At this point Ranger Smith appeared on the scene, slightly out of breath from running. "Oh, Yogi. Thank goodness-" He stopped dead upon seeing Shaggy. "-I that-?"

Gregory leapt back, clicking his fingers multiple times causing several anvils to fall out the sky, landing smack-bang on Yogi and Boo-Boo. Ranger Smith leapt out the way, yelling at the departing toon. "Hey! Get back here!"

"No way, mate!" Gregory yelled back. "Tell the mystery gang I'll s-s-see you later, folks!" And with that he clicked his fingers and disappeared.