Hello, everyone. So as this last year alone, stemming from easily last October I believe, I've at long last, for the first time in my dratted life, haha, been doing the oh so famous US TV show franchise of the Buffyverse, where I'm currently up to is BTVS season 5 and 'Angel' season 2, and having also been such a massive lover and watcher of the cartoon show of Scooby-Doo since childhood, this idea, thanks to that I've also seen and been absolutely wowed and amazed by episode 13x16 of 'Supernatural', where Winchester bro pair Sam and Dean and fellow character star Castiel end up in Scooby-Doo world, the meeting of the two Scooby Gangs, the famous cartoon group and the individuals of the real world lead by our Slayer gal Buffy Summers, has become TOTALLY irresistible for me these last two months, YES, aye.
And thanks to Buffy season 4 episode 17, where Jonathan Levinson casts the spell which makes everyone think he's the most popular and famed guy on the block, till of course Buffy and the gang reverse it and restore things to how they should be, I have the most PERFECT starting source as to just how this fantasmagorical high wizard adventure, where the Sunnydale group meet and have just about the most immeasurable amount of fun ever with the real Scooby gang, can start.
So, allow me to present EXACTLY that, where Jonathan's attempt to make himself Mr Immensely Famed Popular goes a slightly bit wrong, and lands him and those appropriate members of the Sunnydale group in a bit of a literal cartoonish pickle, hahaha. But first of all, let me be extremely clear on something: I will NOT be giving the pathetic little fuckwit Riley Finn a part of this fun, considering just how much I especially damn well hate his character and the disgusting thing between him and Buffy in BTVS season 4. And as much as Anya's a good character herself, I doubt she'd really be able to do anything herself on such a crackpot adventure such as this, so she too will sadly have to miss out on this one.
And where we'll be beginning will be season 1 episode 1 of the original show, and is still THE best of 'em to this day ever since it came out in the 60s together with its theme song, of 'Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?' 'What a Night for a Knight', which has the best starting plot for our Sunnydale gang to have their first bit of fun with the gang of Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and of course Scooby-Doo himself IMO. Which means also, and to respect the original show, imagine the Scooby Doo group as being voiced by who it was who did 'em then. And my overall plan with this new fic is that it'll be a mixture of the episodes from both seasons 1 and 2 of SDWAY I deem appropriate and the best plot bearers for the presences of Buffy and her group to be a part of, so it WON'T be ALL of them just to be clear again.
I do not own BTVS, Scooby-Doo, or any of the characters within either franchise. Plus, this is my first foray into BTVS itself for me, so I apologize if anyone from there seems OOC, I'll try my best
Jonathan Levinson sat down and rested his chin on his hands as he looked around, taking in all his fellow students of University of California, Sunnydale as they converged on the main outdoor campus area for their lunch break: everyone milling around and enjoying themselves, girls laughing as one of their mates or a boyfriend said something in way of a joke, and as he looked to his left Buffy Summers and her usual group of Xander Harris, Willow Rosenberg and the new girl Tara McClay, who Jonathan had heard Willow had begun to get very close with lately following the departure of her old flame Oz Osbourne, sitting together and interacting over their lunches.
And no one wants to give me time, Jonathan thought gloomily, going on the fact that no one at all bothered to come over and even ask how he was, let alone sit with him. Even a simple one or two minutes from Buffy would make Jonathan happy, after all, hadn't she helped him the year before during their last year at Sunnydale High after he had initially decided to kill himself? True, going to counselling had helped Jonathan since the incident, and he had met other kids who had similar problems and were in need of the help, but it still wasn't enough in Jonathan's mind. I just want someone else here to notice me, give me time, see me as someone instead of just a constant nobody, he thought further.
And then, his memory went back to one of the counselling sessions he had previously attended, and to another boy who had been there, who had told and introduced Jonathan to an augmentation spell which, if cast, would allow people to think you were a big popularity figure, someone of big fame, which had sounded almost too unbelievable to imagine. But now, as Jonathan thought back to it, he began to ask himself: could it be possible? Could he really make himself more bigger a person in everyone's minds with just a little use of magic, make everyone love him and treat him as a real somebody, someone who was noticed and popular all the time instead of being constantly unnoticed and ignored?
Yes, it just might, Jonathan decided, smiling to himself, I'll try it.
So that night, after first making sure nobody else was up and about to see him do so, Jonathan made his way out of his own dormitory and onto the grounds of the university campus, choosing a suitable looking spot in the shadows of a group of trees where he was sure he wouldn't be seen in case someone did come along, but could also see the buildings in front of him.
Now to do it, he told himself, and closing his eyes he took a deep breath in through his nose, spread his arms out, and began to chant the augmentation spell he had been told about, the words to do so being in Latin, the palms of his hands warming up as two small balls of magic appeared on them, slowly increasing in size along with the temperature as Jonathan chanted the spell's words several times.
But then, he felt a tickling sensation in his nose, and then the beginnings of the urge to sneeze. Jonathan did his best to hold it in, but as he continued chanting the spell building it up to its full levels of working capacity he found himself breaking off from time to time, so big was the need to let out the sneeze getting, the increasing magic in his hands fizzling and crackling with electricity as it struggled to keep working properly with the now breaking up spell. Until finally, Jonathan couldn't resist anymore, and with a mighty "A-CHOO" he sneezed, unintentionally thrusting his arms out in front of him and releasing the spell, the two balls of magic merging together into one big sphere of fizzing sparking purple coloured electricity, which floated in midair and began to increase in size, Jonathan now getting very scared at what he had not intended to have happen.
"What the hell have you done, youngster?" the voice of Spike sounded out from Jonathan's left, followed a moment later by its master, who must have either just turned up in time for the end result or had been watching the whole time, appearing properly and looking at the fizzing ball of electricity.
Before Jonathan could answer the vampire though, Buffy, together with Xander, Tara and Willow, Anya and Rupert Giles now came hurrying onto the scene, they too also gaping at the phenomenon before them, Tara and Willow themselves having detected its buildup and the source from where it was coming from, and had alerted the others.
Seeing Jonathan and Spike there, Buffy immediately clocked on that something was going on. "What're you two up to?" she asked demandingly
"Good to see you as always, Slayer," Spike remarked in answer, "And it ain't me you should be pointin' fingers at and shootin' accusations at." He turned to and nodded at Jonathan, "Ask him. He's the one who's caused this little happening."
As a result, the Scoobies now turned to Jonathan, who, with an apologetic look coming over his face, held up his hands. "I swear, I was only just trying to-" he began, but then suddenly, in the time it took for you to blink, seven bolts of purple white light shot out from the main big ball towards Buffy, Xander, Tara and Willow, Giles, Spike and Jonathan, everyone bringing their hands and shielding their eyes from the brilliant flash which followed in the same instant. A moment later though, the light disappeared, the magic blinking itself out of existence, but not just that.
"Guys?!" Anya exclaimed, as she saw, to her sheer shock and horror, that she was on her own. The other seven had vanished too together with the spell. "Guys!" Now Anya began to get really panicked and scared, and started running around the area, shouting out her boyfriend's name and those of their fellow group, hoping against everything else that she would hear one of them call out in response. "Buffy. Xander. Giles. Tara. Willow," Anya cried, even doing Jonathan and Spike's names. But nothing.
"Anya," Riley Finn said as he now arrived, panicked at seeing Anya's expression of terrified desperation. "What is it, what's happened?" he asked.
Tears came into Anya's eyes, threatening to spill out as she answered Riley in an emotionally choked voice. "They're gone. The light, it took them," she gave in response.
"Who? Who's gone? Gone where?" Riley demanded further, he too beginning to get a bad feeling of what she was trying to say.
"I don't know," Anya just said, and now flung herself at Riley, burying her head in his chest as she began to sob, Riley wrapping his arms around and comforting her, doing his best to assure Anya whilst wondering just what the hell she meant by what she had said.
Theme song of 'Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?
Meanwhile, the seven who had been hit by Jonathan's messed up magic spell materialized in a flash of purple white light to, well, goodness knows where.
"Woah. What just happened?" Xander gasped, looking around and seeing that he and the others had appeared on a road somewhere, and that it was still nighttime.
"I dunno. I..." Buffy began, but then, as they all turned to one another everyone let out massive shocked gasps of "Aaah!", followed by pointing of fingers to whoever and synchronised exclamations of "You're a cartoon!", then "I'm a cartoon!" as the group examined themselves, seeing that they really had suddenly become cartoon versions of themselves, clothes, skin, hair, everything.
"Uh, is- is this... OK, OK, OK. Guys, come on, this is a dream," Jonathan began, trying to give a reasonable attempt of apology for what had obviously just happened, "It's gotta be a-" But then Buffy slapped him hard on the cheek, leaving a big hand print impression on it. "Buffy!" Jonathan gasped, shocked at the act, and shook his head, the hand impression vanishing.
"Explain yourself," Buffy demanded.
"Yes, Mr Levinson," Giles spoke up, "Kindly tell us just what you trying to do just a moment ago before your little spell landed us here and turned us into animations."
"After the thing with the bell tower and the gun, I went to counselling," Jonathan at last began, speaking to Buffy, "You know, other kids with problems, and one of them had this spell."
"What spell?" Tara asked.
"An augmentation spell." Jonathan sighed, "I just... I just wanted to be noticed for once. I mean, come on, you guys have everything right now: your own little friends' groups, kicking vampire and demon asses at night, even your buddy Spike here." He nodded briefly to the vampire.
"He ain't our buddy," Xander put in indignantly.
"Won't be once I get this bloody chip those soldier boys put in me out, and I can go back to looking forward to feasting on you all," Spike agreed, receiving glaring looks from the Scoobies. He shrugged, giving a facial expression of "So what?"
"And I'm still a nobody, a unnoticeable runt, someone with problems one after the other," Jonathan went on, "That's why I just fancied trying out the spell that other kid told me about. Hoped it would help make everyone notice me and make me a big somebody for once, someone who was popular, loved, known." Again, he sighed and hung his head, "Guess I messed up."
"Yes, you did," Willow said, "And how was that?"
Jonathan shrugged. "I couldn't help sneezing whilst still performing the spell," he admitted, "That's why you all saw what you did just a minute ago, before we ended up..." he looked around, "...here."
"Jonathan, you can't keep trying to make everything work out with some big gesture all at once," Buffy addressed him, "Things are complicated. They take time and work."
"Ok, guys, look, are we animated? Yes, it looks very much that way," Xander spoke up again, "Is it weird? Yes."
"It's beyond weird," Tara said.
"Well, "beyond weird" is kinda our thing, witch," Spike put in, "So whatever's happened thanks to young Levinson here..." a nod to Jonathan, "Figure we'd best figure it out and find a way to get ourselves outta this mess."
"Spike's right," Giles now said, "In the meantime though..." At last, he had noticed, and the rest followed, the blue pickup truck which looked to have been parked on the road next to them, none of them having at all noticed in the few minutes they had spent taking in the absolute shock of seeing themselves as cartoons, "It looks like we've got a case on our hands."
"Certainly looks that way," Buffy agreed, she and the others quite surprised to see that sitting in the driver's seat was not a person, but what seemed to be a black suit of armour.
"Oh my god, guys," Xander suddenly gasped, everyone looking to him, seeing his jaw hanging open and eyes widened almost comically, "Don't you see what this could possibly mean?"
"What what means?" Spike asked puzzled.
"Where we must've ended up in, that's what," Xander answered, his facial expression having not changed at all.
Now Willow began to catch on to what Xander was saying. "Oh my god, I think he's right," she now added.
"Yeah, me too," Jonathan now spoke in third place agreement.
"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked, wanting to know just what the three were going on about. But before anyone could answer, they then heard a commotion behind them, and they turned in time to see a brown coloured dog with some black spots on his fur, a blue collar round his neck, appear and come to a skidding halt, then looked around.
"Huh? Where he go? Where he go?" they heard him say. And in that instant, everyone of the five Scoobies, Jonathan and Spike now reacted in exactly the same way, jaws dropping and mouths and eyes widening comically, as they all realized to their absolute shock exactly where they had to be. It couldn't be anywhere or anyone else, and this was furthered seconds later when a young man in brown trousers and a green t-shirt came skidding along the ground behind the dog, but failed to stop himself in time and was sent over his back and onto the ground on his front.
"Like, next time, signal," the man said to the dog, who replied with "Sorry."
"That- that- that- that's, uh, that's-" Willow stammered, she and the rest unable to believe just who it had to be that had appeared in front of them.
"It's Shaggy and Scooby," a shocked Jonathan went next.
"As in..." Tara began.
"Guys, we're not just in any cartoon," Xander exclaimed further.
Now everyone once more turned to each other, and echoed as one, "We're in Scooby-Doo!"
"Great," Spike groaned, "So we're stuck in a cartoon with a talking dog."
"Not just any talking dog, Spikey boy," Xander countered back, his initial massive shock about everything that had happened within the last few minutes now being replaced by new excitement, "The talking dog. The greatest talking dog in history."
"From the greatest cartoon in history at that," Buffy agreed.
"I used to watch it so much when I was a kid," Giles furthered with.
"Hush, they're coming over," Tara said, as indeed was the truth, for Shaggy and Scooby, who had just looked in the direction of the pickup truck and seen the group of seven people standing by it, now approached.
"Like, hi, folks," Shaggy greeted with a wave, "What's cookin'?"
"Uh, hi," Buffy said, being the first of their group to answer the famous cartoon character figure, "I'm Buffy, Summers. These are my friends..." now she began the introductions, gesturing first to Xander, "Xander Harris-"
"Shaggy, dude, it's an honour," Xander said as he came forward and took Shaggy's hand in his, "I can't believe this is happening to us. Seeing you and Scooby standing here before us for real... you guys and Fred and Daphne and Velma are famous."
"Famous?" Scooby exclaimed in what sounded like disbelief, he and Shaggy looking to each other, and then laughing.
"Like, the only thing we seem to get famous for is our eating skills," Shaggy said, he and Scooby laughing further.
"I'd be happy to join ya on that," Spike spoke up, the young man and dog looking to him. "Name's Spike," the vampire man introduced himself, and now took vamp face form, "And I'm a vampire."
"Vampire?!" both Shaggy and Scooby echoed together, getting ready to flee in terror. But before they could do so, Willow stepped in, slapping Spike hard on the arm and giving him an unwavering glare when he turned to her, changing his face back to human.
"He's just having you on," Willow said assuringly to the two Mystery Gang members, "He likes to do that to people, play not so well meaning jokes before speaking." The other Scoobies and Jonathan couldn't help chuckling as Spike continued to glare at Willow, who now, together with Tara, stepped forward. "I'm Willow, Rosenberg." She gestured to her new girlfriend, "And this is Tara-"
"Maclay," the other girl finished, "We're witches."
"Witches?!" Scooby gasped again.
"But we're good ones, Scooby," Tara put in quickly before the inevitable, as she knew very well from any Scooby-Doo cartoon, could happen. Now she turned to Willow and, with a smile, slipped her hand into hers, "And we're together."
"You two?" Shaggy exclaimed.
A cough, and Giles now came forward. "I'm, uh, Giles, Rupert Giles," he introduced himself, "Buffy's Watcher."
"Watcher?" Shaggy asked.
Now Buffy joined them. "I'm a Slayer, Shaggy," she said in explaination, "A person bestowed with mystical powers that originate from the heart, soul and spirit of a pure-demon, which gives me superhuman senses, strength, agility, resilience and speed in the fight against forces of darkness." No response came from either Shaggy or Scooby, obviously signalling they didn't quite understand Buffy's in-depth explanation, so she gave in a more simplified conclusion, "I slay beings like monsters, vampires, demons, anything that wishes harm to people." She gestured to Giles, "Giles here is my teacher, and is also a father figure to me and my friends."
"Like, wow," Shaggy at last said, now clearly quite impressed by the facts he and Scooby had been hearing. "But I see there's seven of you, and that young man there..." he pointed to Jonathan, "...has not yet introduced himself."
"He don't deserve to do so," Spike put up defiantly, but Jonathan ignored him and came forward.
"Jonathan, Levinson," he gave Shaggy in answer, "It's, uh, quite the surprise to be seeing you and Scooby for real, Shaggy."
"Yes, well, it's nice to meet you, Jonathan. All of you," Shaggy said.
"Yeah, me too," Scooby agreed.
"But hey, what's that?" Shaggy had at last noticed the abandoned pickup truck himself, the group of seven turning their own attention back to it as well, "Looks like a deserted-type pickup truck."
"Yeah, we'd only just found it ourselves when you and Scooby arrived," Xander said, quickly thinking up something to explain his and the rest's presences.
Now, they all approached the truck again. "Anyone home?" Shaggy asked, he and Scooby then gulping, the Sunnydale group jumping a little themselves, as the suit of armour's helmet suddenly jiggled a couple of times, and then fell off the body and out of the truck onto the road by their feet.
Shaggy and Scooby looked to each other, chuckled nervously, and then took off running back the way they had come. "Wait for me," a now equally as scared Jonathan called out, taking off after them, being a cartoon allowing him, as he now found out, to match their pace and catch up with them.
"Hey, Jonathan," Willow shouted.
"Come on, guys," a once again excited in both face and voice Xander said, he too heading off after the fleeing three, "Dibs on Daphne."
The others looked to each other, shrugged as if to say "Oh, whatever" and now started off after their now departed number, Spike muttering "Seriously?" as they did so.
Some way up the road, the other members of the Mystery Gang Fred Jones, Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley were heading to catchup with Shaggy and Scooby, the two of them having gone to the pictures, when they saw the two heading right for them at a run, Scooby in the lead with Shaggy behind him. "There they are," Fred said as he and the girls halted and indicated their fellow gang members, and not just them. "And looks like they've picked up a few friends," Fred added as they noticed Buffy and her group keeping in good pace with Shaggy.
"But who are they?" Daphne asked, puzzled just as much as the other two as to who the seven unknown people were.
"I suppose we'll find out in a moment," Velma answered, as Scooby, upon nearing them, applied his brakes and came skidding to a halt before them, Shaggy doing the same followed by the Sunnydale individuals.
"Shaggy, Scooby, what's going on?" Fred asked, "And who are these people?"
"Daphne," Xander immediately spoke up, his excitement having not faded one bit in the run they'd just done as he instantly came forward and took Daphne's hand. "Enchanté," he said, bringing her hand up and kissing it, before turning his attention to the other two. "Hey, Fred, Velma," Xander greeted them, now gesturing to himself with a hand, "I'm Xander. And these are my pals." He made the inevitable but necessary introductions on the rest of his group, the three Mystery Gang members who hadn't yet met them visibly blown away by the details of each of the Sunnydale individuals' different personas, while also needing to be assured as fast as possible on the matters of Spike and Willow and Tara themselves.
"Jeepers, you lot really are quite the crowd," Velma at last said.
"Yes, well, uh, thank you very much for the compliments I suppose, Miss Velma," Giles said politely.
"Please, just Velma," the girl concerned replied.
"Ain't no thanks to him bringing us here in the first place," Spike said, indicating Jonathan.
"I said I'm sorry, OK?" Jonathan argued back, but not harshly, not when he was in the presence of one of the most famous and well known cartoon gang ever.
"Hey, guys," Shaggy spoke at last himself, addressing Fred and the girls, "We found something strange back there." He gestured over his shoulder with his left thumb, "Some guy seems to have forgotten his suit of armour and left it sitting behind the wheel of his car."
"A suit of armour, huh?" Fred said, "Show us."
A few minutes later, they were all back by the deserted pickup truck. "You were right, Shaggy," Daphne said, "This sure is strange."
"Yeah. What's an empty old suit of armour doing in the driver's seat of this pickup?" Fred added, just as curious as everyone else on the matter.
"Maybe he went out for the knight. Get it?" Shaggy suggested, he and Scooby and Xander laughing at the joke, Willow and Tara unable to stop their own giggles.
"Very funny," Velma remarked.
"Gosh," Daphne now said, gesturing to the armour with her right index finger, "I wonder who this creepy hunk of tin belongs to."
"I think I can answer that for ya, Daphne," Buffy spoke up, she and Fred examining the crate standing in the back of the truck, "The name on the crate here says, 'Jameson Hyde White, Professor of Archeology, London, England'."
"Mmmm, something from back home for you, Watcher," Spike said to Giles.
"Not my type of field, Spike," Giles corrected him.
"Hyde White?" Scooby put in.
"I've heard of hide-and-seek before, but I've never heard of Hyde White," Shaggy followed with, nudging Scooby with his elbow when saying the name, the two of them laughing again.
"That's an English name, you comedians," Velma corrected as she came up to them.
"Girl's right, you dopes," Spike agreed.
"Hey, what's this?" Daphne had found a small sheet of paper lying in the road by the truck, and as Xander came over she went on, "It's a delivery label which says...: "'Deliver to the County Museum'"."
"That must obviously where our black armoured suit pal there was headed for," Xander said, looking to the armour in the truck.
"That's using the old noodle," Shaggy said, "But, like, what happened to our mysterious professor?"
"Well, it's fair to say, Shaggy, that if he was driving that truck, he's obviously now disappeared," Tara answered.
"Well, gang, as Tara's right, it looks like we're up to our armour plates in another mystery," Fred addressed them all. He now looked between the seven from Sunnydale. "Would you and your pals care to join us on this, Buffy?" he asked the Slayer girl.
"Give us a minute," Buffy gave in response, and nodding to the rest of her group they moved off a little way out of earshot of the Myster Gang.
"Oh, man. Guys," an even more excited than ever before Xander said once they had done so, "This is like a dream come true."
"Oh. So your dream is to hang out with the Scooby Gang, the real Scooby Gang, eh, Harris?" Spike put in indignantly.
"Spike, where d'ya think our name comes from, eh?" Xander reminded him, referring obviously to himself and the other Sunnydale Scoobies. He now motioned in an arms wide open gesture to the Mystery Gang, "It's mua. Those guys: Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby. They're like our friggin' role models, man. Except Fred. He's a bit of a wad."
"You seriously know what you're talking about, Xander?" Willow asked.
"Just think about it, Willow," Xander went on, his excitement having not faltered one little bit, "It's not like we don't do things different than them, is it. OK, I mean, yes, we may have a few slight differences, but we're also so similar between us." Noting the confusion on the other's faces, Xander did a facial expression of 'Seriously?' and continued, "We go spooky places no other person would dare go, we solve mysteries, and we fight and kick the asses of vampires and demons and other troublesome beings who dare mess with us."
"Except our foes don't wear masks, you know, Xander," Buffy reminded him, "And we don't exactly have a talking dog."
"We should be working on a way out of here, undo what this little messer-upper..." Spike spoke again, once more turning to Jonathan, ...caused to happen, so as we can return to where we belong in our nice settlement residence of Sunnydale, not hanging out with a bunch of four youngsters with a speech capable dog."
"I've said I'm sorry, OK?" Jonathan defended himself again.
"And hitting on Daphne the way you did earlier, when she's clearly with Freddy boy and you're with the vengenance demon," Spike further added, reminding Xander of Anya.
"Oh come on, Spike, you don't know if Daphne's fully settled yet," Xander replied, "Oh, she could definitely do much better. And yes, me and Anya have something going between us. But besides..." he looked to the Mystery Gang again, "We're in season 1 episode 1 of the original show now as it is, the one where they solve the mystery of the Black Knight," and turned back to his group, "I'd say we help 'em out."
The rest of the Scoobies, Spike and Jonathan looked between one another. "Well, what do the rest of you think then?" Buffy asked them, "Strike out on our own and potentially just go walk-about in this cartoon fantasy, or tag along with Fred and the gang in their Mystery Machine till we figure out a way to get back to where we should be?"
Willow nodded, now getting excited herself. "Fair to say, Buffy, I'm actually now with Xander," she replied.
"And me," Tara agreed, her new girlfriend and Xander both smiling in happy satisfaction at her words, "Come on, we're in 'Scooby-Doo', aren't we. With the Mystery Gang, the very gang we've taken our name from. I'd say the least we can do till we get back home is go with 'em on whichever number of episode adventures follow for us after this one we're in."
"Boo-ya-kah, girl," Xander almost shouted and bounced in pure joy.
"Giles?" Buffy asked her Watcher and almost father.
The British man considered for some time, everyone awaiting with anticipation as to what he would say, then at last he nodded. "Where you lot go, I must go," he agreed, "After all, you'll still need someone with my knowledgeable brain and skills to lend a hand with possible problems that may occur on this quite unexpected little adventure, which Mr Levinson here..." he looked to Jonathan, "...has landed us in."
Buffy nodded, happy and relieved at Giles' answer. "Think of it as your punishment for the silly wanton aims you initially wanted for yourself if you hadn't at all sneezed and cocked up the spell you were conjuring," she told Jonathan.
Jonathan held up his hands. "I'll do whatever to make it up to you, Buffy. All of you" he gave simply.
Now heads turned to the last person who hadn't yet given a decision. "Spike?" Buffy asked him.
Spike considered, then shrugged and gave a facial expression of 'Whatever?'. "What the hell. I certainly ain't gonna get the bloody chip outta me here, aren't I," he said, "Guess I'm stuck with you and your pals till we're outta here, Slayer."
"Good. All settled then, I suppose," Buffy finished with. And with that, they walked back to where the Mystery Gang themselves were waiting.
"Well, Fred, our decision's been made," Buffy told him, "Mind if we tag along?"
"Of course not, Buffy," Fred answered brightly, "In fact, I think it's high time we hit the road and visited the Museum in the morning. We've got a mystery to solve."
"Too right we do," a still so excited Xander agreed.
And hey presto, everyone, it's Buffy and the Scoobie Gang from Sunnydale meets the real Scooby Gang from the cartoons, YEEHAH. WE ARE OFF, people, and just in time for me turning 27 years of age this coming Wednesday, which has been my hopeful intention to have this starting chapter up by.
So, if anyone hasn't yet clocked onto it, this is during BTVS season 4, just after the dramatic two-parter with Faith returning to and causing trouble for the gang once more before her departure for Los Angeles and what happens with her there in 'Angel' season 1. And Jonathan's wanton desire to make himself more popular and big a figure in everyone's eyes in episode 4x17, via a little naughty use of the spell he cast in canon, has instead gone a bit dramatically wrong here, thanks to a tiny little sneeze, hahaha, and landed him and the appropriate members of the Sunnydale Scoobies into the first episode of the original show of 'Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?'. And BOY, have they all certainly gotten off to quite the start for themselves of this big cartoon advnture, good thing I had the SPN/Scooby-Doo crossover episode where Winchester bros Sam and Dean and Castiel end up in the same world to give me some massive help with a number of the scenes, was too perfect an opportunity to miss out on.
Hope I did good with the different Buffy gang members' personas, like I say this is my own first proper foray into the Buffyverse, as all the rest of you of my FF bros are absolute years ahead of me in terms of having seen and immensely enjoyed said incredible franchise, so I apologize again if some feels OOC, I'll do my very best as I said at the start. In the meantime though, hope you're all super excited for the next chapters that'll finish off this starting Scooby-Doo episode, and Buffy and the group's first adventure as cartoons alongside the Mystery Gang, and I'll see ya'll with another update, cos I do also have my Narnia/'Merlin' adventure to return to, AND me and our King and brother of all Aragorn Elessar's JJ/GotG piece of ATFAJ, which I haven't even been on since last year FGS. Adios, amigos, from Max/Flashraven