In the cozy confines of the Bagge household, the family immersed themselves in a thrilling monster movie on the flickering screen. Eustace occupied his armchair, his grumpy countenance etched upon his features. On the couch, Shaggy and Scooby reclined, their bodies relaxed as they soaked in the cinematic spectacle. Meanwhile, Courage, perched beside his best friends, clutching a petite hoop in his trembling paw. With unwavering determination, Courage embarked on his latest quest: training his newfound pet fish, acquired at the vibrant fair a week prior, to perform the acrobatic feat of leaping through the hoop. However, his enthusiastic efforts proved futile as the fish remained indifferent, its piscine gaze growing weary as Courage repeatedly tapped the bowl with the insistent hoop.
"Come on, Fish! Jump through the hoop!" Courage urged, his voice high-pitched with frustration. The fish, however, merely sighed, its movements sluggish as it turned its back on Courage.
"Rhat's wrong Rourage?" Scooby inquired, his voice a rumbling rumble.
"Like, you seem tensed," Shaggy chimed in, his eyes wide and brows furrowed as he noticed Courage's frustration.
"I'm trying to get this fish to jump through the hoop," Courage explained, his voice laced with defeat, "I've tried everything, but nothing works! I'll never get this fish to jump."
"Don't worry, little Courage guy," Shaggy reassured, his voice calm and soothing, "The fish will jump through the hoop. All you needs is time and patient."
"Easy for you to say," Courage countered, his voice tinged with bitterness, "You got Scooby to do all sorts of tricks."
Scooby, who had been about to add his two cents, stopped mid-sentence, his ears perking up as the kitchen door creaked open, catching the attention of the family.
"Whatcha got there Aunt Muriel?" Shaggy asked, his eyes widening as he noticed the tray his aunt was holding.
"I've got a special treat," Muriel said, walking into the living room while carrying a wooden tray.
"What's that?" Eustace demanded.
"Sushi," Muriel answered.
Shaggy and Scooby's mouths began to water at the mere mention of the word, their anticipation growing with each step Muriel took. While Eustace then grabbed a bite of it only to spit it out a moment later when Muriel told him it's raw fish.
"Yuck! Lousy stinking raw fish," Eustace complained before turning back to the TV.
Shaggy and Scooby, undeterred, took a bite of the sushi Muriel had prepared.
"Aunt Muriel, this is the best special treat you've ever made," Shaggy declared, his mouth full of deliciousness.
"Reah, the best," Scooby agreed, nodding enthusiastically as he devoured his sushi.
"Rou should give it a try Rourage," Scooby suggested, turning to the small beagle with a hopeful wag of his tail.
Courage gave Scooby a hesitant smile, "Okay," he said, picking up a piece of sushi with his small paws. But just as he brought it to his mouth, his pet fish, gasped and awkwardly put the sushi back down. "You know what I'm good."
Courage timidly tapped on the fishbowl with a hoop, his cheerful "Ready fish?" inquiry fell on deaf ears. The fish, unimpressed by the cowardly beagle's futile attempts
"Come on fish please?" Courage growled, his voice barely a whisper.
Suddenly, the trio's attention was drawn to something purple lurking behind the fish bowl. They hummed in confusion, their eyes darting back and forth between the bowl and the window. Their fear escalated when they saw a colossal purple fish with a flamboyant hat perched on her head, standing just outside the window. Panic surged through the trio as they shrieked in terror.
"Eustace!" Courage cried out, his voice trembling.
"Like, there's a big fish outside!" Shaggy exclaimed, his finger pointing towards the window in sheer terror.
"Reah, big fish," Scooby whimpered, his entire body shaking with fear.
But Eustace got annoyed and pulled out his mask, "OOGA BOOGA BOOGA!"
The sound reverberated through the room, causing Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage to scream in unison. In a moment of sheer panic, Courage leaped into the air, his fear propelling him to heights he never thought possible. Unfortunately, his jump was a little too high, and he collided with the ceiling with a resounding thud, tumbling headfirst into the unsuspecting fish bowl. Scooby, his legs turning to jelly, scrambled into his owner's arms, seeking refuge from the terrifying sight.
A sudden knock reverberated through the house, its intrusive sound jolting the family's senses.
"I wonder who it could be at this hour," Muriel wondered, as she placed the food down on her chair.
Muriel then walked up to the door to answer, but when she opened the door, Courage's piercing scream pierced the air as he recoiled in terror, the glass of his fishbowl shattering into a thousand tiny shards. The fish, still clinging to his tongue, flailed in vain.
Scooby's high-pitched howl mingled with Shaggy's guttural '"Zoinks!" as they recoiled in equal measure.
"I am a missionary fish, a fishionary. And I represent the official organization of deeply moral fish," the fish answered before batting her eyelashes, "And, a... uh, might I trouble for a glass of water," she began, but started to cough heavily before asking for some water.
"No trouble at all," Muriel said, before turning to the kitchen and getting a glass a water and handing it to the fish who seemed to be dying from lack of water.
"I'm here to offer you all the opportunity to return from whence you came," the fish announced.
"Ooh! Scotland! I haven't seen Uncle Ron in ages," Muriel said happily, at the thought of being able to see her uncle again.
"I ain't paying for no trip," Eustace announced angrily.
Relief washed over Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage as they realized that Eustace's greed would prevent them from embarking on this adventure. But their hopes were abruptly shattered when the fish uttered a tantalizing tidbit, "There's no cost," the fish said, before pushed to the side by Eustace who somehow is already packed.
"Works for me," Eustace said as he walked towards the bus the fish presumably used to get here.
The trio was left astonished, realizing that even fish possessed the unlikely ability to operate vehicles.
Courage's voice trembling with urgency. 'Don't do it, Muriel! Don't do it!' he pleaded, his eyes wide with alarm.
Shaggy echoed Courage's sentiment with a nervous stutter. "The little pink dude is right, Aunt Muriel. I don't trust this one bit!"
Scooby, his tail wagging nervously, added his own voice to the chorus of caution. 'R-R-RI don't trust big fish that can talk,' he whimpered, his fear evident in his shaking voice.
But Muriel mistook it as something else entirely, "Of course you can come, boys," she declared with a cheerful wave, completely missing the fear in their eyes.
"I have my van waiting right over there," it said, its voice a booming rumble that sent shivers down their spines. Muriel, her faith in the unexpected unwavering, walked towards the van, leaving her loved ones frozen in place, their fear amplified by the unsettling silence of the creature's looming presence.
The van's engine hummed, a lullaby against the backdrop of Eustace's soft snores. Muriel, a vision of domesticity, sat diligently sewing, her nimble fingers flying through the cloth as she hummed a tuneless melody. Shaggy and Scooby, huddled together, their eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and apprehension, were a stark contrast to the serene scene.
Courage, however, was anything but calm. He sat poised, his ears perked, a wary gaze fixed on the world outside the van windows. The journey was long and monotonous, the passing scenery blurring into an indistinguishable haze. Then, a flicker of movement in the periphery of Courage's vision sent a shiver down his spine.
He recognized the unmistakable silhouette of the Fishonary, its enormous form looming against the horizon.
"Guys, I don't have a good feeling about this. That Fishonary gives me the creeps," he whispered, his voice laced with fear.
The van, seemingly oblivious to Courage's unease, continued its journey. As if in answer to his unspoken plea, the landscape began to shift. The road dipped and plunged, transforming into a watery abyss. The van, with an unsettling ease, followed the descent. The world outside the windows morphed into a swirling kaleidoscope of blues and greens, culminating in a surreal underwater vista.
"R-R-really? Rou're not the only one, Rourage," Scooby whimpered, his eyes wide with terror.
"Giant fish that walk and talk are untrustworthy. I mean, they just are!" Shaggy chimed in, his voice trembling.
"We better keep an eye out, or my name is SpongeBob SquarePants, and it's not," Courage declared, his voice filled with a newfound urgency.
The van, now submerged in an alien aquatic world, became a vessel of uncertainty, its occupants adrift in a sea of fear and the unknown.
Emerging from the depths, the van surprisingly began to maneuver effortlessly through the water, as if it had been transformed into a submarine. As they ventured further, they discovered a submerged landing strip illuminated by an otherworldly glow.
"Victor-Echo Clear to land," a voice on the radio said.
Puzzled and alarmed, Scooby inquired, "Rhere are we? Rhis doesn't look like Scotland!"
Shaggy's unease grew as he exclaimed, "This doesn't look anything like Scotland..."
Panic surged through Courage as he realized, "Uh Shaggy, this isn't Scotland. We're obviously underwater."
Shaggy's voice trembled as he let out a whimper of despair, feeling overwhelmed by the surreal and disconcerting situation, "Oh man."
Soon, the van landed on the landing strip and hit what seemed to be a plastic tunnel, but instead of going through fully, the van only went in halfway. The fish put a bowl on her head filled with water before opening the van door, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage unbuckled themselves, got up and proceeded to get off the van followed by Muriel and Eustace.
"Where's my peanuts?" Eustace demanded.
In the face of the unknown, Courage's voice quivered with trepidation as he uttered, '"hat do you think will be waiting for us?" His eyes darted nervously around the vast expanse, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Shaggy a hint of apprehension, responded with a hushed whisper, "Like, I don't know man."
The gentle sway of the ocean around them created an eerie silence, broken only by the faint whimpering of Scooby as he cast furtive glances at the schools of fish that darted past them.
"They are making these airport terminals spiffier and spiffier every year, Muriel said, not realizing that they are not at an airport.
"Bah," Eustace merely complained in response.
Courage let out a high-pitched scream that would put a banshee to shame. He leaped back, tripping over his own enormous ears as a spiky, pink pufferfish inflated itself to comical proportions right in front of him. The sudden ballooning of the fish sent it careening backwards, bumping into Shaggy and Scooby.
Shaggy tried to calm the situation with a shaky voice, "Like, it's just a pufferfish, little pink dude," his eyes wide with nervous amusement.
Scooby, as usual, let out a whimper, his ears drooping.
Courage, realizing his overreaction, flushed a deep crimson. "Sorry Shaggy," he mumbled, his voice small with embarrassment. He couldn't believe he had been scared by a pufferfish, especially after all the monsters he'd faced before. He felt his confidence deflate like the pufferfish, and he quickly shuffled past the now deflated fish, hoping to forget his moment of weakness.
After a few more minutes of walking, the family came upon another room where the plastic tunnel ended, going through the sliding doors, the family looked around saw that they appeared to be on the inside of a giant cave. There was also a giant desk on the other side of the room with three fish with wigs sat on top.
Shaggy's nervousness escalated as he uttered, "Is it just me or does this look like a fish court?"
Scooby-Doo's alarm reached a fever pitch as he exclaimed, "Rish Court!"
Courage's fear consumed him, and he sought refuge behind Muriel's ample skirt, whimpering, "This is not good."
To their right, an ominous figure emerged from the shadows—a colossal octopus sporting a glass bowl upon its head. Its tentacles held a drape that concealed a portion of the wall, creating an air of foreboding. Courage's heart skipped a beat as he let out a bloodcurdling howl, sending shivers down the spines of his best friends.
Eustace, decided to go up to the fish with wigs and demanded, "Where's my peanuts?"
"Is this Nowhere international airport?" Muriel asked, confused.
"No, Air-Breather. This is the undersea tribunal to educate and re-educate land-dwelling yokels," the fish answered, while walking towards the fish with wigs.
"I don't see what any of this has to do with going home to Scotland," Muriel said, confused.
"You're not going to Scotland," the fish said to her.
"But you said I was going back to "from whence I came," Muriel pointed out.
"Yes. Yes indeed. You are going back to whence you came-from whence all life came—the sea," the fish explained.
"The sea," the fish with a wig on the right said.
"The sea," the fish with a wig on the left repeated.
"The sea," the fish with a wig in the center repeated as well.
But as soon as the last fish said that, the curtain that was behind them opened up to reveal many different fish swimming about.
A chorus of "The sea!?/Rhe sea!?" rang out, filled with equal parts confusion and terror. Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage huddled together, shivering in fear, their eyes wide with the dawning realization that their adventure was about to take a terrifyingly aquatic turn.
"You got peanuts?" Eustace asked, to the giant octopus.
In response to that, the octopus flicked Eustace's hat off his head before lifting him up into the air using the suction cups on his tentacle. The octopus, seemingly unfazed, moved towards the rest of Eustace's family who were huddled together, their faces etched with fear. With the same swiftness and precision, it plucked each member of the family one by one, their terrified cries echoing through the court room. Once they were all gathered, the octopus, holding them aloft like a strange, aquatic puppet show, maneuvered them in front of the fish with wigs. With a final, theatrical release, it let go of the family, leaving them trembling, staring up at the bizarre, wig-wearing fish, their minds utterly overwhelmed by the incomprehensible absurdity of the situation.
"Your scalinesses...I have observed the ways of these land-walkers and have found them to be highly uncivilized," the fish announced.
The fish with wigs started muttering amongst themselves.
"Wearing shoes, sipping tea, blinking...," the fish explained.
Courage's heart pounded in his diminutive chest, blinked involuntarily, his wide-eyed gaze meeting the judgmental stare of the aquatic jury.
"it gets worse. Using household appliances, sitting for extended periods of time watching the noise and picture machine." The fish continued on.
"The television?" Muriel asked confused.
"Where is the television?" Eustace quickly asked when he heard Muriel ask about the television.
This prompted Shaggy to roll his eyes in disgust, realizing that even in the face of potential danger, Eustace's priorities remained firmly rooted in his own material possessions. "Like, how can you think of television at a time like this man?" he exclaimed, his voice dripping with exasperation.
"And, worse of all. Imprisoning fish for their own amusement," the fish added lastly, her eyes fixing accusingly upon Courage, who gulped nervously.
"I was only trying to teach it a trick," Courage protested, his voice squeaking like a tiny puppy.
"Rhy are you doing this?" Scooby asked, his voice trembling with fear.
"You know what you did. We cannot ignore such vile behavior. Your Puffinesses, I petition the court to pronounce these five guilty," the fish declared, turning around to the fish court.
"Guilty?!/Ruilty?!" Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with a mix of shock and despair.
"Oh my," Muriel said, worriedly.
"It is the fining of this tribunal..." the fish with wig on the left began.
"That the accused are frighteningly uncivilized..." the middle fish continued.
"And therefore, must be found..." the fish on the right finished before a short pause was made.
"GUILTY!" all three fish declared while banging their mallets.
"Oh my," Muriel said, shocked.
"Like, zoinks," Shaggy shivered, his eyes wide with apprehension, already conjuring the worst possible outcomes.
"What do you think is going to happen guys?" Courage whined, his voice trembling with worry.
"RI don't know Rourage," Scooby replied, voice reduced to a whimper, his tail drooping as the weight of the verdict settled on him. This wasn't gonna be good, whatever it was.
"They shall..." the fish on the left began.
"Be sentenced..." the middle fish continued.
"To be civilized in..." the fish on the right finished.
"THE BOWL!" the fish declared, at the same time before looking to the octopus.
The family turned to him and saw the octopus pull a string which caused the curtains to move apart and reveal a giant fish bowl behind it. Inside the bowl there was Di Lung already swimming.
"Zoinks, it's Di Lung," Shaggy exclaimed, his voice a mixture of disbelief and dread.
"Him again?" Courage questioned.
The octopus grabbed Di Lung and pulled him out of the bow.
The guy tried to get out but failed, "Watch we're ya going ya fool."
The octopus then moved to the wall and pressed a button which opened a passageway outside of where they are into the ocean, with Di Lung gone, the octopus then brought the bowl over to the family.
"But we can't breathe underwater," Muriel told them.
"Like, we need gills, like fish," Shaggy chimed in, his face was a grimace of apprehension.
The octopus, seemingly unfazed by their panic, moved behind the family, its tentacles reaching out to grasp their necks. A cold sensation invaded Shaggy, Scooby and Courage as something was placed upon their skin.
"These temporary gills will allow you to breathe underwater until you become fully civilized and grow gills of your own," the middle fish explained.
The family struggled, their faces contorted in a mixture of pain and bewilderment.
Shaggy, in particular, let out a series of muffled grumbles,"Like…me…and my…big mouth," as he desperately tried to remove the foreign object from his neck. But the gills, whatever they were, were attached with an unyielding grip.
The octopus raised the family higher into the air before dropping all of them into the bowl, looking out the bowl, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage saw the fish with wigs leave the room via the plastic tunnel.
"I hate Scotland," Eustace complained, still not understanding anything that just happened.
"Re hates everything," Scooby commented, a rumble in his throat.
"Except his hat, truck, chair, food, TV, and particularly money," Shaggy added, trying to inject some humor into the situation.
A sudden tapping noise caught the trio's attention, looking over, they saw the octopus tapping on the glass with a canister he was holding. Courage let out a piercing shriek, his tiny body darting for the safety of a miniature castle nestled at the bottom of the bowl.
"This Scottish TV stinks," Eustace complained again.
Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage, looking towards the source of Eustace's ire, saw him seated in front of a treasure chest that opened and closed, mistakenly believing it to be a television.
"Huh?" Eustace suddenly asked surprised, he then swam up to the top along with Muriel.
Looking up, they saw the octopus had deposited fish food into the bowl, and now both Muriel and Eustace were eagerly munching on the flakes. Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage, horrified by this turn of events, let out a collective scream. They frantically swam towards the unsuspecting pair, determined to pull them away from the strange, unsettling meal.
"Muriel, we must leave," Courage pleaded, desperately clinging onto her dress.
"Like, this place is a scary prison filled with fish," Shaggy pointed out, his voice trembling with anxiety.
"Rery scary," Scooby agreed, his body shuddering with fear.
Muriel, however, remained unfazed by their panicked pleas, continuing to devour the fish flakes with alarming nonchalance.
"NOOO!-" Courage began to cry out in despair, but his words were cut short as a flake of fish food landed in his mouth. To his astonishment, his fear vanished, replaced by a sudden, unexpected delight. "Hmm? Not so bad," he mumbled, his initial terror dissolving into an odd contentment.
With each bite of the fish flakes, Courage's thoughts grew hazy, enveloped by a fog that clouded his reasoning. His movements became fluid, his body responding to instinct rather than cognition Hearing his own thoughts became increasingly difficult. It felt like a heavy fog was quickly invading his mind, clouding his reasoning. He swam by the treasure chest and stared at his reflection.
Wait.. WHAT AM I DOING!? He thought. In his reflection, AND THAT WAS WHEN IT FINALLY CLICKED. He started not acting like himself anymore, but now he's acting like a fish. What was happening to him?! Courage realized what he just did and started screaming in terror and fear.
"What happening to me!?" His breathing quickened, his heart pounding in his chest like never before. This giant fish bowl and the gills were changing him. His gaze fell upon his best friends, Shaggy and Scooby, their once familiar faces now glazed over, their eyes vacant. He watched in horror as they ate the fish flakes, their minds surrendering to the insidious magic of the bowl, their personalities dissolving into the blankness of a mindless fish.
"I may not be a fish, but this is actually pretty tasty," Shaggy mumbled, his voice devoid of its usual nervous energy.
Scooby echoed his statement, Relicious," his eyes unfocused, his thoughts gone.
A wave of dread washed over Courage. The more time they spent in this infernal bowl, the further they drifted from their human (or dog) selves. He knew he had to act, had to break the spell before they all succumbed completely. With a desperate lunge, he slammed his face into Shaggy and Scooby, snapping them out of their trance.
"Guys snap out of it! We need to find a way outta here," Courage cried, his voice hoarse with urgency.
Scooby shook his head, his senses slowly returning to him, a mix of horror and realization hitting him like a car. He had unknowingly succumbed to the bowl's spell.
Scooby shook his head, and came back to his senses and realization hit him like a car. He was acting like a mindless fish. His eyes widened in horror, as he began to realize what was actually happening. "Rhy did I do rhat!?" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with fear.
Courage's worry echoed, "The longer we stay in this bowl, the more fish-like we become."
Shaggy's realization hit him with equal force, a cold wave of terror washing over him. He had lost control, his mind becoming a blank canvas upon which strange and incomprehensible impulses danced. His memory returned in fragmented pieces, recognizing the hole in his memory and the frightening loss of control. His voice trembled as he questioned, "How are we gonna get out of here?" his voice laced with fear. He had lost track of time, a gaping hole in his memory obscuring the moments between his futile attempts to escape and the present realization of their dire situation. The terror that consumed Shaggy was palpable, an unspeakable dread at the thought of losing his grip on his sanity, becoming a mindless creature, unable to think coherently. It felt like a silent death, an insidious process he could only endure helplessly.
Courage gazed upwards, his eyes met the malevolent gleam of an octopus. Fear coursed through his veins as he realized the impending danger. Determined to save his family, he quickly instructed Shaggy and Scooby, "Grab on!"
Together, the trio surged towards the top of the water, leaping into the air and latching onto a tentacle of the menacing creature. With a powerful swing, the octopus sent the cowardly trio flying off the fish food they had desperately sought. Regaining their composure, Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage removed the artificial gills that had been inhibiting them.
The trio swam up to the top, and then jumped up and grabbed the tentacle of the octopus, as he swing the cowardly trio off of the fish food.
"Ret's get these gills off of us," Scooby suggested.
"I rather be human than a fish any day," Shaggy commented.
Courage glanced at the octopus's tentacle, he noticed its menacing grip on their escape route. Summoning his courage, he seized a mallet and declared in a booming voice, "I hereby declare this Octopus guilty!" With a resounding blow, he slammed the mallet onto the appendage, causing the giant cephalopod to shriek in agony.
Scooby praised Courage's heroic act, exclaiming, "Rice one Rourage!"
Seizing the opportunity, Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage leapt onto the curtains, tearing them in half with all their might. They landed on the floor, narrowly escaping the octopus's clutches.
As Shaggy looked up, he spotted the formidable creature pursuing them once more. Panic surged through him as he cried out,"Zoinks, it's coming!"
Without hesitation, Courage stepped forward, wrapping the tangled curtains around himself. The thick fabric hindered the octopus's advance, providing a temporary respite for the beleaguered trio.
"Rhat will hold him off," Scooby said hopefully, his voice laced with relief. For now, at least, they were safe.
Shaggy, Scooby, and Courage, desperately reached the fishbowl. They heaved on the lever, but the immense water pressure pressed down on the bowl, making it an immovable object.
"Rit's too heavy," Scooby wheezed, his voice thick with worry.
Shaggy, ever resourceful, pondered, "There's has to be something sticky to stick onto the bowl."
A glimmer of hope sparked in Courage's eyes,"Wait, we can use the tentacles. Grab a tentacle quick!"
Shaggy and Scooby, despite their trembling, obeyed, placing a tentacle onto the bowl. Courage, with a burst of energy, grabbed another tentacle and dashed towards the van, attaching it to the front. Circling back, they noticed the doors were still open. Courage, a whirlwind of courage, started the van and began closing the doors, only to be halted by Shaggy and Scooby scrambling inside. With the duo secured, Courage slammed the door shut, shifted the van into reverse, and muttered a prayer.
"Ret's see what this baby can do," Scooby declared, a glimmer of determination flashing in his eyes.
"I hope this works!" Courage prayed, his voice filled with a mixture of desperation and hope.
As they sped away, they passed by the fish from earlier, who were now enjoying a relaxing massage from lobsters. The cowardly pink beagle hoped they wouldn't notice the van, but his hopes were dashed as the fish spotted them and, with surprising agility, hopped onto the lobsters and gave chase. Soon, the van was back on dry land, the sun rising in the sky, painting the horizon in a vibrant array of colors. The fate of their family and the success of their plan hung precariously in the balance.
As the van sped through the landscape, Shaggy, his eyes glued to the rearview mirror, let out a horrified gasp. The terrifying horde of fish-riding lobsters, their pincers snapping menacingly, was closing in relentlessly,"They're coming! They're coming!" he shrieked.
Panic surged through Scooby, and Courage's voice echoed through the vehicle: "Free Willy!"
After a few more minutes, the van screeched to a halt at the farmhouse again, hitting the brakes, the van came to an immediate stop, and causing the poor octopus to get smashed flat in between the van and the bowl which came in at such a high speed like a bullet. Opening the door, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage got out of the van and ran to the bowl.
"You gotta get out of their quick!" Courage exclaimed, waving a poster with instructions for escape.
"Rhere's a bunch of fish judges following us!" Scooby Scooby added frantically. As the ominous sound of the lobsters' approach grew louder.
Shaggy's heart pounded in his chest. 'Um guys?' he uttered nervously, his finger pointed towards the relentless horde. "Um guys?"
Scooby and Courage turned to face the oncoming terror, their eyes wide with fear. With a chorus of screams, the trio fled for dear life, back towards the safety of the house.
"Like, maybe there is something we could do to get help from..." Shaggy started, his voice choked with fear, before he, Courage, and Scooby all gasped in unison.
"Inside?" Shaggy finished.
They had just stumbled upon a scene that made their jaws drop. Inside their house, lounging on the couch, was the very same purple fish that had started this whole mess. He was being fanned by two men in white suits, nonchalantly munching on a plate of sushi and watching the latest episode of her favorite reality show.
"Rhe Rishonary is watching TV," Scooby said, his eyes wide with astonishment.
"While soaking her fins and getting fanned," Shaggy added, his voice trembling with shock.
"She's breaking the uncivilized rules. She's being a hypocrite," Courage growled, his fur bristling.
The three best friends shared a look of disbelief, their jaws practically hitting the floor. Hearing muttering behind them, Shaggy, Scooby and Courage turned to see that the fish with wigs had puffed up in anger. However, the one on the right puffed up so much and caused a lot of pressure, that the water inside the bowl on his head gushed out and left him a thin fish.
"Are you alright fish dude?" Shaggy asked, his voice laced with concern.
"Yeah, yeah," the fish judge rasped.
"Release the humans. We have bigger fish to fry!" the first fish declared.
The octopus obeyed, as he grabbed Muriel and Eustace with his tentacles and swing them out of the bowl.
The old couple started to flop around like they were still fish but stopped when Scooby and Courage removed the fake gills off of them.
"Retrieve the fishionary, clearly, she has fallen to uncivilization and must be recivilized. Take her to the bowl," the fish on the left declared.
The octopus went inside the house to grab the fishionary.
"Hey! My toaster pizza's almost ready and my favorite show is coming on!" the fishionary shouted, but all pleas were ignored, as she was dropped into the bowl.
"What happened?" Muriel asked.
"Turns out the trail was a scam pulled by the Fishonary," Courage explained, his voice shaking slightly from the lingering adrenaline.
"Like, she told the judges that we were uncivilized fish," Shaggy added, his usual goofy grin replaced by a look of righteous anger.
"Ro she can throw us into the bowl so she can have the house to herself," Scooby finished, his words coming out in a jumble of excited squeaks.
"And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling Air-Breather and those dogs," the purple fish growled.
All the three fish went into the van along with the lobsters and drove off. The octopus though, wined a bit before attaching himself to the van and bowl.
Shaggy chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement, "That never gets old."
Scooby giggled in agreement,"Rood times. Rood times."
As the twilight hours descended upon the quaint abode, the Bagge family gathered within the cozy confines of their living room. Shaggy and Scooby, perched upon the plush cushions of the couch, indulged themselves in the delectable sushi that Muriel had lovingly prepared earlier. Their laughter and the sound of chopsticks clinking against the porcelain bowls filled the air with a cheerful cadence. Muriel was in the tub that Courage brought down and filled with water, Eustace was in his chair reading his paper.
"I think I am getting pruny, that must be a good sign," Muriel said, as Courage used a syringe and splashed some water on her.
"Sorry you didn't get to go to Scotland Aunt Muriel," Shaggy said, feeling bad for his aunt that she got scammed.
"Don't worry, Shaggy. We'll go to Scotland someday," Muriel reassured her nephew.
"But I know something that will cheer you up. Scoob and I have been to Scotland with the gang before," Shaggy said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Let me guess, you saw the Loch Ness Monster?" Courage guessed, his eyes wide with curiosity.
"Ruh-huh," Scooby nodded, a shiver running down his spine as he recalled the experience.
"And it was actually a person inside a suit?" Courage guessed again, his tone playful.
"Turns out that there were two Loch Ness Monsters," Shaggy shivered, his voice a mixture of fear and amusement.
"Rhe first one was controlled by the sound of the bagpipes Ramie Raigmore, who just wants the money from Switzerland," Scooby explained, his voice a little shaky.
"And like the second we captured was a home-made submarine operated by Professor Pembrooke. She did it to convince another professor named professor Locksley that the real monster existed," Shaggy put in, remembering the chaos they had faced.
"Those must have been difficult mysteries to solve," Courage said, amazed that they were able to unravel such complex cases.
"You boys are detectives. I'm so proud of you," Muriel said, with a smile.
"Thanks Aunt Muriel," Shaggy smiled, even though he knew it was Fred, Daphne and Velma who usually did all the work, their sharp minds and deductive skills always uncovering the truth.
"AH! I'm hungry," Eustace complained.
Eustace lowered his paper Courage stood beside a giant, overflowing container of fish flakes, shaking it with all his might. A torrent of fishy goodness cascaded out, raining down into Eustace's wide-open mouth, who seemed to be enjoying the unexpected meal.
Shaggy chuckled,"Guess like we're not the only ones with different taste buds."
Scooby, never one to miss an opportunity for a snack, chimed in with his usual glee,"Rou got that right Raggy," he giggled," Scooby Dooby Doo!"
Well that's all for this chapter, next will be the first fan-made episode I'll be replacing with Angry Nasty People, since I hate that episode. The fan-made episode will be called Night of the Living Volkmbies. I like to thank 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.
Night of the Living Volkmbies: Shaggy, Scooby and Courage must save the town after Benton Tarantella and Errol Van Volkheim created the people into contagious mindless zombies. And Shaggy, Scooby and Courage must avoid becoming mindless zombies as well.