CHPT: 4 Doo Fiction
The gang arrived back at the hotel full of glee and excitement. They couldn't believe their luck while in the mall. They bought all sorts of trinkets and touristy things. It almost felt like when they were in Mexico and started ransacking the stands for jewelry, sombreros, and tacos.
"Hey Shag, you really missed the BEST evening of the century!" Fred exclaimed, still drunk and laughing after his six margaritas with the girls."We partied like there was no MANAnA!"
After expressing his feelings of the day, Fred collapsed on the couch. The girls started searching their suite for Shaggy, but couldn't find him.
"Rare' Raggy!" wined Scooby.
"I don't know Scoob, but it looks like we have another mystery on our..." Velma was drowned out by the knocking at the door.
Daphne went to open it.
The police were beyond the door and ready to take Shaggy in for questioning. "Oh, what could we do for you officers?" Daphne calmly asked.
"We're looking for a Mr. Shaggy Rogers, is he here?" said the girl cop.
"Um no he isn't. We were at the mall all day, having a blast, and drinking some of the best wines I have ever tasted," Daphne savored the memory," Huh, um, we came back to find Shaggy missing. And a note on the counter saying that Scooby's idiot nephew got himself killed. It didn't matter much to me seeing that the bastard didn't even bother to send me and Fred a wedding card, let alone even come to the Goddamn thing. As you can see we are really tired, Ms..."
"Officer Morgan," Deb spat out. She did not appreciate this silly girl's trouble. They were all the same and bland as ever.
"Do you have any idea where he could have gone?" Sgt. Batista questioned.
"I already told you I have no clue ask one of my friends I bet they'll be more insightful then I'm being!"
The two walked into the room and came up to their first subject for questioning. He was awfully drunk and smelt of dry girly drinks.
"Excuse us, Fred Jones, we have some questions that we think can be answered by you," Deborah getting more aggravated by the second.
"Okey Dokey Office Surfs! I'll try to anssswer the question to the breast of my abilities," Fred grinning.
"Oh boy, this is going to be a fucking long night," Deb murmured.