It was a beautiful morning at the farmhouse, Shaggy and Scooby were eating big stacks of pancakes. Muriel was making breakfast for Eustace and Courage.
Eustace was clipping his toenails on the table of all places, using hedge shears to cut his toenails, this disgusted Shaggy and Scooby, but poor Courage had it worse when Eustace dumped all of his toenails onto Courage's food bowl.
"Yuck! Couldn't the farmer done it in the bathroom!?" Courage complained.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the back door of the kitchen.
"Eustace, would you be a dear and see who that is?" Muriel called her husband from the stove.
Eustace grumbled, before turning to the pink beagle, "Argh! Go get the door, dog."
Courage rolled his eyes at the old lazy farmer, but obliged, as he got up, "Coming."
Courage opened the door, and saw it was just the mailman delivering a telegram.
"Telegram for Muriel Bagge!" the mailman announced, as he held out a letter.
Courage grabbed the letter from the mailman, and went over to his owner.
Getting up, Shaggy handed the mailman ten bucks, "Enjoy your day man."
"Thank you," the mailman replied, as he grabbed his ten bucks and Shaggy closed the door.
"Muriel, this is for you," Courage said, as he handed the letter to his owner.
Muriel opened the letter, and there was a note, "Ooh! It's from my Great Uncle Angus in Scotland," she gasped in surprise, but quickly grew confused. "I didn't even know I had a Great Uncle Angus."
"Me neither," Shaggy responded, not remembering another relative he had, "My parents never mentioned a Great Uncle Angus."
Muriel shrugged, "Well the more the merrier."
"Rhat else does it say Ruriel?" Scooby asked, curious of what the telegram is about.
Muriel begin to read out loud to her family,
"It seems the last relative who knew the secret pattern of our family's tartan Kilt, just died."
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage gasped at that last part.
"It looks like I'm the only one left who knows how to weave the family kilt," Muriel stated.
Eustace as usual not caring scoffed, "Big deal. Where's my breakfast?"
Courage sighed, "How can someone think more about food instead of his own family?" I mean Shaggy and Scooby always think about food, but at least they care about others, besides there stomachs.
"Two words, Uncle Eustace," Shaggy pointed out.
Muriel then gasped, "Oh, dear! Angus says he needs us to come to Scotland at once!" she then grabbed a picture of the kilt that was hanging off the wall. "We'll be needing the secret pattern for the kilt then, won't we?"
"I ain't going. I hate Scotland!" Eustace snapped.
"Suit yourself," Muriel said to her husband.
"Looks like we're going to Scotland again old buddy, old pal," Shaggy said, to his Great Dane.
"Roh boy," Scooby said, feeling excited about going to Scotland again.
"I could use a vacation," Courage agreed, before whispering to his two best friends, "Especially from him," he added, as he pointed to Eustace, who was grumbling.
"You got that right, little pink dude," Shaggy agreed, with a whisper.
During the plane ride from Kansas to Scotland, it was a long flight, so Shaggy and Scooby killed some time with a story to Courage about the time they visit Scotland to solve the mystery of the Glasburgh Dragon. The flight was twelve hours long and it was the next day by the time they arrive there.
It was nine clock in the morning by the time the family came out of the gate of 25, with Courage carrying the luggage.
Looking around, the trio saw there was some people who were waiting from their family members.
"That's a lot of Macs," Courage commented.
"Reah, Racs," Scooby agreed.
Then there was a small man, with a sign that said, 'Bagge.'
"Oh, my!" Muriel gasped, surprise to see that the man was small.
"Hoots, man! Is that you, Muriel Bagge?" Angus asked.
"Why, yes. Great Uncle Angus?" Muriel asked.
Angus pondered for moment, before he spoke, "Um, right. It's me! Your Great Uncle Angus!" he then noticed Shaggy. "And who's this?"
"Oh my where are my manners. This is my great nephew Norville Rogers, but everybody calls him Shaggy," Muriel introduced to her uncle to her nephew.
"Like, nice to meet you Uncle dude. Hope you don't mind if I brought my dog Scooby-Doo along," Shaggy said.
"Same with my dog Courage," Muriel added.
"Not at all. Nice to meet all of you," Angus replied, as he looked down at the suitcase with interest, "I see you've brought the secret kilt pattern with you! Very good!" he said, as he poked Courage's nose.
"Well, we had better be getting to the castle before the fog rolls over the moors," Angus suggested, as he begin to walk.
Shaggy, Scooby and Muriel followed him, with Courage carrying the suitcase and following behind them.
A half an hour later, the family were in the castle of a very large room in the tall tower.
Shaggy rubbed his stomach, "Man that haggis sure was tasty."
"Reah, it was delicious," Scooby agreed, referring to the haggis they had on the way here.
"Here we are, lassie. This bedroom is for you, your nephew and the wee pooches," Angus offered.
The family looked around, the room didn't look comfortable, plus there was no bed.
"I don't mean to be ungrateful, but there's no bed," Muriel stated, trying to be polite as possible.
"How could I forget the bed?" Angus giggled nervously, before changing the subject, "Meanwhile, I'd love it if you could commence weaving the tartan kilt, you know, for family tradition and all."
Muriel nodded, "Of course, Uncle Angus. Why, it'd be an honor. I'll be needing some wool, though."
"Oh, we've got plenty of that," Angus reassured his niece.
Courage then heard a sheep baa, he whimpered and hid behind Scooby.
"Rit's okay Rourage, it's just a sheep," Scooby reassured, the startled beagle.
"Phew," Courage sighed then relief, but added, "Wait a minute the color sheep wool is usually white and black."
The sheep Courage looked at had a kilt pattern on it's wool.
"Must be a new species," Shaggy guessed.
"Now, you just roll the wool off the sheepie's back, and hand it to me as I weave," Muriel instructed Courage, as she handed a piece of thin wool to him.
"Good. I'll leave you two to your work," Angus said, before leaving the room.
Shaggy begin to feel suspicious at his 'uncle', "Something doesn't feel right."
"Rhat do you mean Raggy?" Scooby asked, his human best friend.
"Like Great Uncle Angus doesn't feel like family," Shaggy said, with suspicion.
"You're not the only one Shaggy," Courage agreed, with the cowardly teen, that little man seemed more like a stranger than a family member.
"I better make a phone call," Shaggy decided, as he went out of the room to make a quick call to his parents to confirm his suspicions.
A half an hour later, Angus came into the room and asked, "So, how are we doing?"
The sheep was shivering from the cold, since his wool is gone, making Scooby and Courage concern.
"We've got one tartan kilt, woven with love for my dear Uncle Angus," Muriel said, as she held out a kilt.
Angus went over to take a good look at it, "Now all we need are 4,999 more of these babies by the time the sun peeks over the moors."
This shocked both Scooby and Courage, how on earth could Muriel finished this by tomorrow?
"Sure. After a wee nap and a nice cup of tea, I can get start–" Muriel began, before realizing what her uncle was saying, "Are you daft, man?"
"I've got outlet stores breathing down my neck for more kilts! -It's supply and demand. I demand, you supply," Angus said, impatiently.
Meanwhile with Shaggy, he was calling his parents, as he was finishing his call, "No way! Okay thanks for telling me. Love you guys, bye," he said, as he hang up his phone and went back to the room to confirm his suspicions.
It when he went in, and saw the confrontation, between his family and his 'uncle.'
Muriel was on the verge of crying, "But... But how can you do this to me, Uncle Angus?"
"You're nothing to me! Because I'm not your Great Uncle Angus! What's more, you don't have a Great Uncle Angus. And you never did!" 'Angus' relived his identity.
"Your right man!" Shaggy said, starling the imposter, "I called my parents if I did have an Uncle Angus and guess what? They told me there is no Uncle Angus."
"You… lied to us!" Courage gasped.
"Row could you do this?" Scooby was shock, as well.
"Oh Norville and mutts. I was just using your aunt to come to Scotland to make me more kilts to sell," the little man confirmed.
"But then, who are ya?" Muriel asked, wanting to know.
"Who am I? Who am I?" the little man echoed, "Never mind who I am. I'm not telling you! Now, start your weaving, baby!"
"And what if I don't?" Muriel refused, as she crossed her arms.
"Then you'd leave me no choice but to…" the little man threatened, before grumbling, "...shepherd's pie!"
Scooby and Courage screamed, as they went to Muriel, with Courage onto her lap, shaking with fear, and Scooby jumping into his owner's arms.
"Zoinks!" Shaggy exclaimed, with terror.
"You'd make shepherd's pie out of us?" Muriel asked, with horror.
"Aye," the little man nodded, as he use a tooth picked for his teeth.
"You're crazy man!" Shaggy stated.
"Why, you're nothing but a wee monster, Mister… Uh, what's your name again?" Muriel asked, again.
"Never mind my name! You just do your work!" the little man demanded, before leaving the room.
"Ooh! What a strange, nasty little man!" Muriel said.
"Rnd scary," Scooby added, with a shudder.
"And just where am I supposed to get the wool to weave 4,999 kilts?" Muriel asked.
As if the questions were answer, a sheep suddenly jumped through the window, surprising the family.
"Ooh!" Muriel exclaimed.
"Zoinks, where did you come from?" Shaggy asked the sheep.
Courage walked up to the window to see, "I think a catapult is shooting sheep."
The rest of the family walked up to the window to see what Courage meant, and saw that indeed the little man was using a catapult to launch some sheep.
"REMEMBER, BE FINISHED BY SUNRISE!" the little man called.
"RI've heard of counting sheep, but this is just ridiculous," Scooby commented.
"Oh, dear, whatever are we going to do?" Muriel asked, with despair.
"Like, there is absolutely no way Aunt Muriel would ever finished them by sunrise," Shaggy said, with worry.
"Rnd I don't wanna be made into shepherd's pie," Scooby added, with a gulp.
"Well, we gotta do something," Courage said, frantically.
"There must be a way out of here," Muriel insisted.
"But like, the only way out of here is through the window, and that creepy little dude lock us up in here!" Shaggy said, with despair.
"Oh, no. That's way too far for me to jump. It's up to you, boys. You three have got to go out the window and get help. I'll lower you three down with my hair, just like Rapunzel," Muriel said, as she try to lower her hair down, but this didn't matter because her hair is short, and not like Rapunzel's hair.
"This isn't a fairytale Muriel. This is real life," Courage pointed out.
"Do it for me," Muriel begged.
Shaggy sighed, he knew there was no other option and the window seem the only way out of here, "Okay, come on dudes."
The cowardly trio started to climb down to the window, with Muriel's hair. But because her hair was so short the three were forced to let go and fall all the way down to the ground and splat on the ground.
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage all moaned with pain, before not seeing were they're going and fall into the water, before reaching the surface.
"The things I do for love," Courage groaned.
Suddenly a drawbridge hit the trio's heads dunking them into the water, before they reach the surface again, while gulping for air.
Then they heard an furious anger voice of the little man, "You're fired! Take your things and get out! You know the rules, and you broke them. No one utters my name. Anyone who dares even to whisper it gets a sure boot out of my castle. Now, off with you! Be gone, Mum!"
The little man laughed, before the drawbridge goes up.
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage listened, not liking the little man's attitude.
"Like, how could somebody fire their own mom?" Shaggy asked, flabbergasted that someone would do that.
"Roor lady," Scooby said, feeling sorry for the little man's mother.
"I'm sure he wouldn't tell her his name even if he gets paid," Courage added, before suddenly getting an idea, "Paid? Guys I have an idea!"
Later, Courage was in a disguise, with a top hat and a fake mustache, while Shaggy and Scooby were disguise as show girls. Courage knocked on the drawbridge.
Opening it, the little man looked curious to see what was going on. Courage then pressed the button on a boom box.
"Congratulations, friend! You've just won our grand prize, one million dollars!"
The little man's face lighted up like a Christmas tree when he heard this. Shaggy, Scooby and Courage danced at this 'celebration.'
"And all you have to do is just tell us your name so we can complete the check," the man on the boom box instructed.
Courage handed the little man the fake check to, hoping this would work.
But to the little pink beagle's dismay, the little man wrote in, "Let's just make it out to 'cash.'"
This made Courage gasped, with despair.
"I'm guessing that Cash is his name?" Shaggy asked, not getting what the little man meant.
"It's not cash you fool! Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna take my check with me to bed," the little man said, before closing the drawbridge.
"Like, if we don't find out what that dude's name is, we'll never save Aunt Muriel," Shaggy said, with despair.
"And we can't get back home without Muriel," Courage put in.
"Rhat are we gonna do?" Scooby asked, with worry.
"I don't know yet," Courage shrugged, before yawning, "But it's getting late. We'll find an idea in the morning."
"Yeah I'm getting sleepy," Shaggy agreed, with a yawn.
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage went over to sleep by the garbage cans, it wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep by, but it was better than sleeping in the cold room that the little man locked them up earlier. Plus they're all to tired to climb back up.
"I just hope that Muriel is okay, or my name is Scrooge McDuck," Courage yawned, as he curled up in a ball on top of a trash can, "And it's not. Good night guys."
"Good night Courage/Rood night Rourage," Shaggy and Scooby said, as they lay down on the grass next to the garbage can.
Before long, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage fell into a dreamless sleep.
Back inside the tower, poor Muriel was exhausted as she made kilts, as fast as she could, even though she was exhausted and it was late at night.
"3, 206..." Muriel sighed, as she swept her forehead.
The next morning, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage woke up as the sun was beginning to rise, and suddenly the little man's mother appeared next to them.
"Oh, what kind of world is it when a mother gets treated like a bag of dirt? And all 'cause she didn't name her son 'Tony' or 'Frankie' or 'Myron.' But, no, I gave him a perfectly lovely name," the little man's mother said, before whispering into Courage's ear.
Courage give out a loud cheer, he finally had the information they needed, "Yes! I know what his name is!"
"Rhat's his name Rourage?" Scooby asked.
Courage whispered into the Great Dane's ear.
"Like, what's his name you guys?" Shaggy asked.
Scooby then whispered into the teen's ear.
"Like, that's a totally weird name," Shaggy commented.
"RI know right?" Scooby agreed.
"Guys we can't just stand around. We gotta save Muriel," Courage reminded his two best friends that they have a mission to do.
Then suddenly Shaggy and Scooby's stomachs grumbled.
"Right after we eat," Shaggy said .
"Ran't save Muriel on an empty stomach," Scooby added, before he and Shaggy went to find a place to get breakfast.
Courage sighed, before following his two best friends.
After breakfast, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage managed to climb all the way back to the top of the window, we're they saw Muriel looking exhausted as she didn't probably get any sleep last night what so ever.
"Muriel! Rumpledkiltskin!" Courage gasped, with breath, not wasting a second.
"What's that you're saying?" Muriel asked.
"Rumpledkiltskin!" Courage exclaimed.
"Wrinkled Pimple Skin?" Muriel asked, with confusion.
"No/Ro Rumpledkiltskin!" Shaggy, Scooby and Courage cried.
"Pumpernickel Stilts Fin?" Muriel asked, still not getting it.
Shaggy sighed, "This is gonna be a long morning."
Suddenly the little man slammed the door open, and entering the room.
"Time's up! Do I have my 5,000 kilts?" the little man asked, with demand.
"All I could manage to weave was 4,237," Muriel cried, with despair, "Please don't grind us up, Mister, uh… What did you say your name was again?"
"There you go again with my name! It's none of your business!" the little man snapped at the old woman.
"We do! We do!/Re do! Re do!" Shaggy, Scooby and Courage shouted.
"But like, you're gonna guess it in charades," Shaggy instructed.
"I don't mind a challenge," the little man nodded.
"I do love charades," Muriel smiled.
"Ret's begin," Scooby said, as he pointed up one paw with just one finger.
"First word is?" the little man questioned.
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage turned around, before slapping their rear ends.
"Uh, buttocks?" the little man guessed.
"No," Courage answered.
"Bottom?" the little man guessed again.
"Like, no," Shaggy answered.
"Tush? Heinie!" the little man guessed, with determination.
"Ro," Scooby answered.
"Rump," Muriel guessed.
"Uh-huh! That's correct," Courage nodded, before holding up a paw, with two fingers.
"Second word!" the little man shouted.
Courage then appeared with a walker, with Shaggy and Scooby dressed like there old men, with Shaggy had a cane and Scooby with a wheelchair.
"Om! Rump old," the little man said, before gasping, "Rumpled!"
"Rorrect," Scooby answered.
"Oh, isn't this fun? Next word?" Muriel said.
Courage then turned, and look at the kilts, "Follow my lead."
Nodding, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage grabbed a kilt each and put in on as of their were skirts.
"You're girls!" Muriel guessed.
"Aye! You're girls!" the little man guessed as well.
"We're not girls!" Courage sighed.
Courage then looked at the device Muriel worked on earlier, before getting an idea, "Scooby come on. I have an idea."
"Rokay," Scooby nodded.
The two dogs jumped into the device, before Courage starts the machine, once it was done Scooby and Courage came out, only to have a kilt pattern on their fur.
"Ta da!/Ra da!" Scooby and Courage shouted, with unison.
"Kilt skin," the little man guessed.
"Rumpled kilt skin?" Muriel guessed.
"That's Right!" Courage nodded.
"No!" the little man suddenly cried, as he finally realized what this all meant.
"Rumpled Kilt Skin? What in heaven's name is that?" Muriel asked.
"It's my name!" the little man shouted, "I told you, no one utters my name and stays here under my roof! Now, get out! Out!"
Shaggy, Scooby and Courage clutched onto each other wit fear before hiding behind Muriel.
"Don't hurt us. Please!?" Courage begged.
"Rumpledkiltskin? Well, I think it's a darling, precious name," Muriel smiled, trying to make the little man better.
"Don't ever say it again, woman, or I swear I'll... I'll...," Rumpledkiltskin threatened, before beginning to cry onto Muriel.
"There, there...," Muriel said, with a motherly tone.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but poor dude. Like, is that the reason why you're so mean to everyone around you, all 'cause you didn't like how you were named?" Shaggy commented, feeling bad for the little man.
"Aye, it's true! It's all true! Ever since me own mother brought me into this world, she gave me a ridiculously stupid name! I could've been named 'Tony' or 'Frankie' or 'Myron!' But no, instead I end up with "Rumpledkiltskin"! Oh, woe is me!" Rumpledkiltskin sobbed.
"But if you hate your name so much, why don't you just change it, dear?" Muriel suggested.
"Change it? What do you mean, change it?" Rumpledkiltskin asked, sniffling.
"You know, maybe something more along the lines of… Rumpelstiltskin," Muriel suggested.
"Hmm! It does have a certain ring to it. I like it! I feel like a new man! Say, how about you and me going into business together as full partners?" Rumpelstilskin offered, with his hand up.
"You've got yourself a deal, Rumpelstiltskin. But I have to get home," Muriel said, shaking the little man's hand.
Rumpelstiltskin nodded, "Aye I understand, Oh! Before you lass and laddies go, why don't I make you all some nice fresh haggis for your trip back home to Nowhere? Think it of it as a token of apology for keeping you all locked up in here in the first place."
Scooby nodded excitedly, "Rake that five and you got yourself another deal!"
Courage then begin to play the bagpipes from behind his back.
"Like, someone sure has some Scottish genes inside of him," Shaggy smiled.
Courage give Shaggy a thumbs up, as of thank you.
"Rou go Rourage!" Scooby cheered, "Scooby-Dooby-Doo!"
Well that's all for this chapter, next will be House Calls. I like to thank Aartman141999 and schweenieboy for the quotes and ideas. Let me guys know in the reviews/comments of what should I do for the future episodes or next chapter. And what Courage should say in future chapters. Until then this is vakarns signing out.
House Calls: A lonely scientist named Dr. Gerhart wants neighbors, but his sentient house, who is very old and envious, fends them away. He brings the farmhouse next to his house with music, but Gerhart's house intends on destroying the farmhouse out of sheer jealousy and wants Gerhart all to itself. Shaggy, Scooby and Courage has to find a way to make Gerhart's house happy and save the farmhouse.