Meanwhile, SpongeBob and Patrick dashed towards Sandy's treedome, hoping to get some kind of answer to this.
"Well, howdy-doo, sea creatures! Tell me, what are you doin' here?"
"We're here to go to something called Eva!" Patrick announced.
"Oh, ya mean EVO? Never been, but looks fun enough. I would like to show those pro players some kah-rah-tay skills, if I do say so myself."
SpongeBob interjected. "There's one problem. It's in this place called Vegas, and that's on the land."
"Well, that is a problem. Nothing that my new rocket can't fix!" Sandy turned an inconspicuous branch on her tree, and suddenly from the trunk a giant rocket emerged. "It can hold up to 48 personnel, which is about a hundred thousand acorns. You're gonna fit into this thing like baby back ribs on a wood-fired grill, SpongeBob!"
As the rascally rabbit continued his sojourn to stardom, he had to dig himself back up for any way he could go. Breathing a sigh of relief, he was about to exit when a van knocked him onto a desert trail's scorching pavement. If that wasn't enough, a box of what seemed to be dog treats hit him as well. Looking at the cardboard and then at the culprits, he finally found a target to test his rusty scrapping skills. "Of course, you know THIS means war."
Unbeknownst to the van drivers, no one was following their tail. Whoever was in the van was following another trail. "Like, zoinks, Scoob! That was the last packet of Scooby Snacks! Now what are we going to eat?" a voice echoed from the convertible.
Suddenly from the back a dog was desperately digging through a bunch of other boxes in order to find something edible. "Rackpot!" chirped the pooch as another box of Scooby Snacks was fetched from the heap.
As he was ready to grab the box something seemed to drill into the back of the Mystery Machine. "What's the big idea, Doc?" Bugs asked as he suddenly climbed up from the newly created hole in the van.
Out of instinct, some ascot-ted figure in the shadows tried to grab onto the rabbit's ears, desperately pulling to see if it was a mask. "Alright, rabbit, let's see who you really are!" shouted Fred.
"Quit yankin' the merchandise, bub! What ya see is what ya get." The whole crew started to ponder whatever that thing was.
"Well, guess we're both stuck here. Serves you right for hittin' me."
"Like, we were so busy finding out the next case, man!" Shaggy retorted.
"This could be the most exciting mystery we've had in years!" Daphne responded.
"A mystery, you say? Well, I've never really had something this interesting before. How about you maroons tell me where this wild goose chase is headed?"
"Regas!" barked Scooby excitedly as he grabbed the map.
"Well, whaddya know? That's just where I was headed! Y'know, maybe this is the start of a beautiful friendship." Bugs then leaned back and gave a huge smooch on Scooby's snout. "What are we waiting for?" screamed the rabbit. "Let's get this show on the road!"
"What are we waiting for?" moaned Mythra. "We should get this show on the road!"
As Sora was busy tuning up the blocky little ship that they had but it was but another futile struggle. "I'm not sure how this thing is gonna fit all of us. I mean, there's likely 100 of you."
Suddenly out of nowhere, Steve went up and placed an iron block on the Gummi ship. "Um… why doesn't he help you?" Mario suggested.
"Well, I feel like we already get each other's plan. Don't you agree, Steve?" Steve simply nodded and went to find a way to have redstone power the engines.
"This may take a while," Luigi worried. "Samus, don't you have that new ship lying around?"
Samus noticed her new sleek vehicle, albeit it had been drained of fuel since her latest adventure. Seeing whatever opportunity, she gestured many to the docking bay. Falco looked at the massive purple ship and scoffed.
"Like I'm ever goin' in that hunk of junk!" Fox tried to convince him to do something else.
"We can always use our Arwings. After all, it's not like it's been used that much recently." The 2 managed to get into their pristine vehicles, with Wolf not trailing too far behind.