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EIGHT YEARS AGO...
Daphne was so not all right at all. There she was, all alone, captured by strange people and tied to a chair. Her imagination was currently running wild about what the people would do to her...
She shut her eyes in anguish, wondering why she went along with this cosplaying idea. She should have just went as herself, no fuss over making a costume necessary. She wished she could call for one of her butlers, but due to the gag in her mouth, no matter how many times she tried to shout the names, nobody was coming. All she could hope for was a miracle...
"Like, gee." Shaggy said nervously as he departed the room. "Maybe I came on too strong?"
The young boy dressed as Commander Cool shook a little nervously as he started to descend down the stairs of the manor. Slowly, but cautiously, he walked down as he looked around the empty manor.
"Like, there should be more people here than they should be." Shaggy said to himself quietly as he wandered along the empty hallways, suddenly feeling a little scared and alone. "I wonder what Fred, Daphne or Velma would do at a time like this...?"
As Shaggy kept walking, he thought about exactly what he said. It was true, the three core members of the Scooby-Doo Detective Agency were helpful and unique in their own ways, even if they had some personality flaws. Shaggy couldn't help but give a small smile, knowing that if Fred was here, he'd try to lead the others into the right direction, even if it was for the wrong reason or any monster suspicions. Velma... she was smart. Quiet and shy, but slowly breaking out of her shell since joining the group of friends. What the boy wouldn't give to have her portable super-computer at this point in time.
And Daphne... he rolled his eyes a bit, thinking about her. Sure, he knew her as being a little snobbish and vain. Despite those flaws, though, he truly did appreciate what she brought into the group. Her joyful smile, her mindful support, even her tendency to point out whenever danger approached. Almost like a version of Gorgeous Gal, in a way.
"It's too bad Daphne doesn't get into super fun as she does." Shaggy sighed as he continued downstairs. "I could really go for one of her quick supporting smiles and cheerful advice about suits at this point..."
Shaggy couldn't help but give a small sigh, before shaking his head. "No use thinking about it now. Got to commit to the hero business. Heroes don't sleep, after all..."
The auburn haired boy then stopped cold as he put a finger on his chin, looking up to the ceiling. "Or do they?"
Shaking his head, the boy continued along the empty hallway, before turning a corner as he heard a group of voices. Shaggy yelped as he scrambled into the nearest hiding spot he could get into, which was a vase that was smaller than his body. But despite the fact that he was taller than the vase, the shadow that illuminated behind the vase hid the boy quite well.
Shaggy quietly breathed as he saw a very familiar clock looking Frankenstein monster, accompanied by two strange figures following, each of them wearing clock masks.
"Well, you didn't exactly capture Commander Cool and his pup, but I think the girl we caught will make for a nice ransom." The Clock Monster of Doom chuckled towards his clock faced minions as they started to laugh maniacally.
Shaggy looked a little confused what the monster was talking about... until his brain began to put the pieces of the puzzle together. Was the girl that monster mentioning... Gorgeous Gal? Shaggy's eyes widened nervously. Was the girl who kissed him... captured?
"Like, it must be some sort of trap..." Shaggy whispered to himself as he leaned closer.
"Come on, let's split up. Those other two are probably snooping around somewhere in the building. We can't have them interfering with the plan!" The Clock Monster of Doom growled before starting to go off.
The two gave a nod as they started to go off. The monster groaned as he did a strange hand signal before putting it on his head, before dropping it and trudging forward. Shaggy couldn't help but notice that some gold flakes were coming off. As soon as he was sure the clock monster left, Shaggy went over and examined the flakes...
"To quote Velma when she finds a clue... Jinkies!" Shaggy covered his mouth.
Somewhere at her home, a bed ridden Velma, trying to entertain herself by not scratching the spots on her face and focusing on a book, looked up as she raised an eyebrow. She had a strange feeling that her catchphrase was used, but she couldn't quite picture what it was...
"Something tells me somebody found a clue somewhere, but..." Velma paused... before shrugging and going back to her book.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the kitchens, a pup named Scooby-Doo was, of course, helping himself to some fixings in the refridgerator in order to make a large sandwich.
"Rickles, ronion rings, rice ream, rocolate rauce, rac and rheese... rorato rips." Scooby muttered to himself as he started to pile on the sandwich he was making with strange ingredients. As he looked at the sandwich rather hungrily, he looked ready to take a bite... before stopping himself. He looked next to an empty table, where Shaggy would have sat next to him. He looked down in disappointment, still remembering the good ol' days when he and Shaggy first met. Sure, the story of how they met was a little zig-zagged by folks, some say Shaggy bought Scooby at a pet store, some say Scooby was an escaped dog from a puppy adoption fair that ended up at Shaggy's home by chance, and some even say the Great Dane puppy met Shaggy on the beach with a pile of stolen gyro meat for sandwiches.
All interesting stories, no doubt, but Shaggy and Scooby were pretty much inseperable at birth. Sure, it didn't make sense at first, but when one considers the fact that the Rogers extended family were good friends with the Doo family back in Dooville, it was like a partnership that couldn't be broken. In a way, Shaggy and Scooby were almost like brothers.
But right now, Scooby wasn't even sure WHAT he was feeling. Maybe it was the fact that this new... strange, yet familiar girl... came in and proclaimed herself as 'Gorgeous Gal'. The fact Shaggy was staring at her oddly was what set off his odd feeling. He couldn't help but feel a little... neglected. He looked at the sandwich, having yet to be eaten. The fact that Shaggy wasn't here to share that delicious sandwich... he looked down, feeling lonely as he heard a loud sound in his ears. As he looked down in disappointment, the sound grew louder in his ears. It was a little odd that the more the Great Dane looked down in depression, the more that the sound would evolve. It was right at that moment Scooby realize that that sound wasn't coming from his ears...
His body stiffened as he felt some hot air on his fur. Slowly, the Great Dane puppy turned his head around to see the clock monster breathing and growling.
"RAAHHHHHH!" Scooby screamed as he jumped up and did some odd facial expressions that a cartoon would normally allow, eyes popping out of the skull and body shivering included. Shuffling his feet, the puppy ran out of the kitchen, with the Clock Monster running after the pup.
"RELP!" Scooby screamed as he turned a corner, just in time to run into Shaggy, who had turned the same corner. "Rag- ruh, Rommander!"
"Mellow Mutt, thank goodness I found you!" Commander Cool sighed in relief. "Gorgeous Gal is missing and-"
It was at that moment Shaggy noticed the Clock Monster following close behind. "-and I see there's a bigger problem right now, good point. Come on, Mellow Mutt! Like, let's scram!"
Scooby did not need to be told twice as he and Shaggy started to run towards the long hallway. Scooby panted a bit, a little tired of being caught in situations like these. It was times like this, the Great Dane prayed that he never get into these sort of situations...
And with that, the twelfth chapter has ended! How did you guys like it? In the next chapter, we'll follow Scooby's adventure in the future timeline and what he's been up to! Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!