COLD OPEN

This one was based on an idea supplied by original co-writer BEATN. He's been a little less involved with the series, but we're hoping to remedy that in the near future.

It was 9:30pm at a local clothing store called Dusan's, and the security guard was making preparations before the store had to close at 10.

"So far, nobody else is here," he commented. "Only another half-hour to go."

So, adjusting his hat, he continued on his way—little realizing that someone...or something, rather...was following him.

After a while, the guard finished his rounds. "Just gotta lock up, and I can go home," the guard replied, before taking a last look around.

While he did so, he noticed a mannequin was a few feet from him. "Strange...you shouldn't be over here..." he muttered as he picked up the mannequin and brought it over to an empty space. "There! All better."

As he finished that, he turned and saw…another mannequin. "Okay, how did you get HERE?" he asked. "Guess I gotta move you, too."

As he moved that one, there was another mannequin out of place...and then another...then another!

"...okay, now this is getting ridiculous!" the security guard exclaimed, flummoxed. "Alright, who's the prankster?!"

And then...one of the mannequins started moving on its own! Walking, as though it were a person!

"OK, now it's just freaky!" remarked the guard. "This is way beyond MY pay grade!"

He turned and ran off, while the mannequin went on its way—then headed into a jewelry store and swiped a few things before walking back out.

One thing was for certain—these mannequins...they were ALIVE!

(End Cold Open.)

Scooby-Doo! UNMASKED
in
"Mall or Nothing"

TITLE CARD: Scooby hiding in a food court trashcan.

FEATURED VOICES:

BUMPER ROBINSON as Mall Cop #1
DAVE B. MITCHELL as Mall Cop #2
CHERYL CHASE as Claudia Sewell
LARA JILL MILLER as Tina
KEVIN SCHON as Edgar

The next day, the Mystery Machine was out of the RV, and wheeling around the town where the gang had stopped in for the day.

"That recent mystery unfortunately tore up most of our wardrobe, so time to get some new clothes," Fred said, as he and the others climbed out, and shook off a few remaining moths.

"How could there be so many moths in one place?" Daphne asked as she got out next.

"There's a long explanation for that, but I don't feel like telling it," Velma replied as she stepped out as well, running her hands through her hair.

"Like, I guess I could use something new, too," shrugged Shaggy. "I'm runnin' outta clean greens to wear!"

Scooby sniffed a gym bag full of old green shirts. "Ro kidding," he responded. "REEEUCK!"

"Seriously, Shaggy, do you ever do your laundry?" Scrappy asked, pinching his nose.

"Well, sure!" Shaggy replied. "It just...kinda gets away from me sometimes."

"Yer tellin' me!" Scrappy said as he took the gym bag away.

"...laundry woes aside, I guess I could use a new look," shrugged Shaggy. "Something to liven up the ol' wardrobe."

"I think we all could while we're here." Daphne suggested.

"So, where are we going?" asked Scrappy as he returned.

"There's a mall nearby that we can get new clothes and supplies at." Fred pointed out.

"Oh, boy!" commented Scrappy. "Talk about good luck!"

"No kidding; I guess it HAS been a while since we've been to one," Daphne responded.

"Like, no time like the present." Shaggy pointed out.

"Reah...plus, after laundry, re can go to the food court!" Scooby replied.

"Hey, you're right!" Shaggy beamed. "We can go to the Food Court after!"

A moment later, they arrived at their destination. But when they entered the mall, they saw that Dusan's entrance was wrapped up with police tape, and there were cops practically swarming the place.

"What's going on here?" Fred asked as he noticed the scene.

"If you must know, last night one of the security guards was attacked by a living mannequin," explained one of the mall cops as he came over. "I don't normally buy into such things, but..."

"You found some evidence to collaborate his story, despite how unbelievable it sounds?" Velma asked.

"Namely, the surveilance cameras," the mall cop replied. "Who wants to know?"

"We're Mystery Incorporated, and we've dealt with situations like this before," Velma replied.

"Mm-hmm, of course," the mall cop replied dismissively. "Well, until further notice, this area is closed off to civilians, lest they get attacked as well."

"Been there, done that." Daphne pointed out.

The mall cop turned on his heel and left the area to go patrolling. All at once, the gang looked at each other.

"We're going inside, aren't we?" asked Velma.

"Most likely, yes," Fred nodded.

"We're going to need to, anyway," replied Daphne. "It's the main clothing store in the mall."

"Alright, gang, let's get in there," said Fred. "Hopefully we can find someone to question."

"Like, we're heading to the food court." Shaggy replied, just as his, Scooby's, and Scrappy's stomachs all started growling. "High metabolism."

"Reah! Reah!" Scooby nodded.

"Well, alright," said Velma. "Just keep an eye out for anything suspicious."

"We'll let you know how the chase goes," Scrappy replied as they left.

Daphne shrugged, as she, Fred and Velma headed towards the entrance of the store, and made their way inside with ease.

Once they were indoors, they headed off to look for any workers they could consult with, and hopefully get some answers from. Fortunately for them, they found the person in charge of the clothing store.

"I'm Claudia Sewell, manager of the store," the woman introduced herself. "What is it I can do for you?"

"We're a group of mystery solvers and we heard about your situation," Fred explained.

"Ah, good, then," Claudia responded. "Let me show you to the scene where...it happened."

And so she led the trio over to the crime scene, where the racks had been overturned and the mannequins laid in bizarre positions.

"What exactly happened here?" Velma asked.

"Last night, the mannequins came to life and attacked one of my security guards," explained Claudia. "And then it left the store. Just...walked right out!"

"Any chance these mannequins are the latest animatronic ones?" Velma asked while looking over the scene.

"Not even," said Claudia. "But you might need to ask one of my employees about that."

"We'll be sure to do that," Daphne assured her.

"Any chance we can look at last night's security footage?" Fred requested.

"By all means," nodded Claudia. "Follow me, please." And so she led them to Dusan's security room.

Meanwhile, Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy found a few buffets in the food court.

"There it is, fellas," gushed Shaggy as he took a deep, soulful sniff. "Like, one of the most beautiful sights on Earth."

"I'm going to enjoy this place." Scrappy declared.

"Reah, me too!" Scooby agreed. "Ret's go!"

They each picked a buffet to eat at, and dug in. Of course, while they were gorging themselves, they were about to receive some very unwanted company—namely, one of the mannequins.

"Oh, that was good," Shaggy said after cleaning out the buffet he ate at.

"Rou said it!" Scooby agreed as he burped. "Rexcuse re!"

"That sure hit the spot," Scrappy chimed in.

Suddenly, a mannequin moved to right behind them.

"Like...do you ever get the feeling someone was watching you?" Shaggy asked as he looked around.

"I definitely do now." Scrappy agreed.

As the three looked around, all they saw were a few other mallwalkers...as well as a mannequin. Just...standing a few feet away.

"Did we, like, see a mannequin in the middle of the mall?" Shaggy asked the dogs.

"Ri think so!" nodded Scooby.

"Definitely looked that way!" Scrappy agreed. "...but I don't see any displays nearby."

"We'd, like, better find another spot then..." Shaggy advised as they started to leave.

"Rood idea," Scooby agreed as he and Scrappy got up and moved to another table a few feet away.

Then the mannequin moved as well.

As the three looked back, they saw the mannequin had moved once again.

"...okay, something is NOT right," Shaggy remarked.

"I rhink rit's time ro run now," Scooby suggested.

"Oh-kay then!" Shaggy said as he got to his feet, and slowly backed towards the exit...and then he and the dogs began running!

The mannequin started chasing them and ran as fast as it could.

And so, Shaggy and Scooby ran, with Scrappy in tow, as they ducked into another store, hoping to lose this manic mannequin. Sadly, it was a jewelry store with barely anyplace to hide.

"Darn," said Shaggy. "Like, we probably should've ducked into the 3rd or 4th store on this side."

"We've still got time." Scrappy said as he revealed a door to the next store. "They're connected."

Quickly, Shaggy and Scooby zipped through the doorway, and pulled Scrappy with them as they left. This time they were in a pet store. Fortunately they had plenty of options for hiding.

As the mannequin came inside, it was approached by Shaggy and Scooby in disguise.

"Like, welcome to Palmer's Pets," greeted Shaggy. "How can we be of service to you today?"

The mannequin said nothing as it looked around.

"Glad you asked!" said Shaggy. "We've got goldfish, fighting fish, hamsters, guinea pigs, gerbils, white mice, and even teacup pigs!"

As Shaggy explained, Scooby brought one of each animal out and let them run around the mannequin.

Being surrounded by the animals, the mannequin was soon overwhelmed.

"We'll just leave you to get acquainted with our residents," said Shaggy, as he and Scooby sped off, with Scrappy in tow.

A moment later the mannequin got away from the animals, but ended up losing Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy. The mannequin looked around, but saw nothing from them. Irritated [I suppose, they don't have a face], so it walked off.

Once it was gone Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy slipped out of hiding.

"Great, it worked," said Shaggy.

"I say we go and check on the others, see if they found anything," Scrappy replied.

"Reah." Scooby agreed.

And so, they scurried off.

Meanwhile, Fred, Daphne and Velma continued investigating the store, and soon they came across their first suspect. She was a young woman in her mid-twenties, who was inspecting the shelves—namely, she was inspecting the clothes on them.

"Excuse me, but could we ask you a few questions about the living mannequin that appeared last night?" Velma requested.

"That isn't exactly my area of expertise," the young woman replied. "My name's Tina, I'm the main seamstress here—I help patch up the clothes if a stitch gets loose, or we get a rip...you know how it is."

"Yeah, I certainly do." Daphne replied with understanding.

"But still, you might've heard something about what happened," Fred mentioned.

"It was hard not to hear about it," responded Tina.

"Well, I guess since you don't know anything, then we'll just let you do what you do." Daphne said as they started to leave.

"Wait!" Tina called. "I might know someone who'd be a better source to speak to..."

"Oh?" Velma asked. "Who would that be?"

"Well, it's two, actually," Tina replied, lowering her voice to a whisper as she glanced around. "First would be Edgar Stitch—he claims Ms. Sewell stole his designs. Second would be Leo Manx—he's the technical manager and security consultant."

"Sounds like the typical suspects, but they're also potentials, so let's check them out." Fred advised.

"Thanks, you've been a great help," Daphne replied, giving Tina a brief handshake, before she went on her way with the others.

A moment later they found Shaggy, Scooby, and Scrappy sitting on a bench after they escaped the mannequin.

"Hey, guys," said Fred. "We're going after the next suspects."

"Oh, good," said Shaggy. "Like, as long as they're flesh and blood, it shouldn't be a problem!"

"Reah!" Scooby agreed.

"A good monster chase helps with the digestion, but it sure tends to get dangerous." Scrappy mentioned as they followed the others.

"So, where are we headed?" Shaggy asked.

"Well, we're going to the security station to consult Mr. Manx," replied Velma.

"That's a start." Scrappy declared as they continued on. However they were all being watched by the mannequin, as it was in a cosplay store window.

Eventually, they made it to the security station.

"Hello?" Velma said as they knocked on the door.

The door buzzed.

"Try it now, just got it open," a voice said over the intercom.

Velma opened the door and the gang went inside. As they did, they had to go a ways down the hall before they arrived at the camera area. There they saw a slightly overweight, mustachioed middle-aged man wearing a uniform.

"Are you Leo Manx?" asked Fred. "We're investigating the mannequin incident that recently happened."

"I heard about that." Leo replied. "I can show you all the footage."

"We'd appreciate it," responded Velma. "By all means!"

"Help yourselves, kiddos," Leo advised. "I'm about to go on lunch."

"Okay," responded Fred.

"Now THAT'S an idea," said Shaggy.

"Not until after we solve this thing," Scrappy advised.

"Aw...well, okay," Shaggy sighed.

"Might as well," Velma nodded as she took a seat and looked through the footage. Soon, they found the footage from last night, but some of it was obstructed.

"Wouldn't you know it!" remarked Fred. "We can't even see half of it!"

"Something or someone must've tampered with it," Velma suggested as she tried to check the data. "Whatever the mannequin is made of, it's distorting the signal."

"Jeepers," Daphne commented. "Maybe we ought to go back and see what they could be made of. I don't think normal plastic or metal do that."

"I know they don't, but I'd need a sample to be sure of what it is," Velma replied.

"Then I guess we're goin' back to Dusan's?" inquired Shaggy.

"And this time we'll be ready." Fred said as he tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"Guess we should've been ready for THAT, too," Velma commented.

Suddenly, the fire sprinkler came on and started raining on them.

"Hey!" Scrappy exclaimed. "Someone's trying to wash us out!"

"Like, I already had my shower last night!" Shaggy exclaimed.

"There's only one thing to do...Scrappy, we need you to get out through the vents and open the door!" Daphne instructed.

"You got it!" said Scrappy. "But I'm gonna need a boost!"

"Like, no problem, little buddy." Shaggy said as he picked him up. Once he was hoisted up to a nearby vent, Scrappy pulled it free and climbed inside. Then he went around the vents and came out near the outside of the security room door.

After looking around, he noticed the chair was blocking the door. "Is that really so effective?" Scrappy asked as he jumped down and started pushing the chair.

He managed to get the chair out, then opened the door and let the water flow out.

"Good thing I decided to wear a bikini under my regular clothes today." Daphne said as she came out of the room.

"Like, yeah!" Shaggy panted, following behind. "A few minutes more, and we'd have been seriously waterlogged!"

"I think somebody was trying to get you kids outta the way," said Leo. "And ME as well!"

"Looks like it's time to have a talk with the final person of interest." Velma declared.

"Yes...this 'Edgar Stitch' guy," responded Daphne. "Where exactly should we find him?"

"He's in the back office." Leo revealed.

"Then let's get moving before something else happens!" Fred responded as he led the others to the back office.

Once there they found Edgar Stitch's office. When they did, Fred knocked on the door and waited for a response.

"Enter!" A voice called through the door. Daphne pulled the door open, and the gang came inside. There they saw a man in a wheelchair.

"What's this about?" Edgar Stitch asked.

"Mr. Stitch, we're Mystery Incorporated, and we wanted to ask a few questions concerning the recent mannequin attacks," Velma explained.

"A bunch of nonsense," Edgar Stitch scoffed. "Nothing more than nonsense and sensationalist claptrap."

"Like, nonsense, my back pocket!" Shaggy said. "One a' those faceless freaks almost got their hands on me!"

"Reah, on re too!" Scooby chimed in.

"Really now?" Edgar remarked, not buying it for even a second. "Well, unless you have something real to discuss with me, I suggest you leave so I can focus on this paperwork."

"...well, okay," replied Fred, his eyes roving around for any sort of a clue. "Sorry to have bothered you."

Then they left the office and then, the store.

"Well, looks like it might be time for a trap." Scrappy suggested.

The gang looked around and did notice that something was off.

"Also, I think a few mannequins have gone missing," Daphne noted.

"That guy seemed especially shady," replied Fred. "You don't suppose he might be involved with this mannequin madness?"

"I'm not sure," Velma admitted. "He seemed more distressed than shady."

"...really?" Shaggy replied. "He just seemed snippy."

"Maybe." Velma replied. "I still need a sample though, so who wants to get the large super sticky piece of flypaper out of the RV?"

"Not me!" Scrappy stated. "The last time I was around that thing I got stuck for hours and almost had to get shaved."

"Rhen I'm not going, either!" Scooby agreed. "Nobody shaves Scooby-Doo!"

"Alright, I'll get it," Shaggy responded.

"Good," Velma declared. "Once we have it, we can use it to snag a sample of the mannequin."

Soon, Shaggy had returned with the flypaper roll.

"Perfect, let's find a moving mannequin and then stick the flypaper onto it." Velma advised.

"Alright, but we'll play rock-paper-scissors to see who goes!" Shaggy said. "Might as well be fair if we're goin' into danger."

"Sounds fine by me," Fred said as everyone nodded in agreement.

So they each played rock-paper-scissors...and Scooby and Shaggy lost.

"Looks like it's fate, but it was, like, fair." Shaggy pointed out.

"Reah, ret's get moving," Scooby said. "How are we roing it this time?"

"Let's try acting like mannequins," Shaggy suggested.

Scooby shrugged. "Eh, rokay," he responded as they went off. As they did the mannequin was following them, again.

So Shaggy and Scooby went in and started posing as mannequins. And they did pretty well...for about five minutes. Then they started feeling itchy...and fidgety...and hungry...and so on.

Suddenly, someone started to reposition their arms and made them lean to make it feel better.

"Hey, thanks!" Shaggy commented. "That was makin' me crazy for a while there!"

...and then, he looked and saw the moving mannequin giving him a thumbs down.

"ZOINKS!" Shaggy exclaimed as his hair stood on end. "C'mon, Scoob—time to make tracks!"

As they left, they stuck the flypaper onto the mannequin while bolting. The mannequin tore the flypaper off and then gave chase. However the mannequin didn't realize that a piece was torn off and was stuck on the flypaper. Still, it continued chasing as it ran after the duo, who were heading down an UP escalator. But eventually, they jumped to the opposite side and went down another one.

The mannequin went into a sports store and came out on a bicycle to keep up. Shaggy and Scooby balked at that, then hopped off the escalator, and ran to a pair of kid-size Jeeps. After some hotwiring, they started the engines and tore off through the mall.

But the mannequin kept chasing them as fast as it could go, so they had to take multiple turns and reverses while trying to avoid getting caught. While passing by the food court, someone dropped a banana skin and while Shaggy and Scooby avoided it, the mannequin did not and crashed back into the pet store.

As it did, the animals once more gravitated towards it and rubbed up against its person.

During that, Shaggy and Scooby seized their chance to get away. They even managed to get the flypaper and hand over the sample.

"Like, one sample, hold the onions!" Shaggy exclaimed.

"Thank you," Velma said as she accepted the sample and got to work. So, while Velma worked, the others waited for her results.

"Bingo, I know who did it." Velma declared.

"Time for a trap!" Fred declared.

"Oh, boy-oh-boy!" Scrappy beamed. "I love this part!"

"Like, speak for yourself, little buddy, but your Uncle Scooby and I have our reservations about it." Shaggy stated.

"Reah!" nodded Scooby.

"I understand, but I kinda like watching the traps get set up and the end result," Scrappy pointed out. "I get you don't like them cuz you two end up being the bait, but at least it has you ready for the Olympics."

"If we ever enter, sure," shrugged Shaggy as he and Scooby went off.

Soon the trap was set and everyone was ready to make their move.

"Alright, it's now or never," said Fred. "Let's hope this works."

"Like, looks like we're up." Shaggy told Scooby.

Scooby sighed. "Reah..." he replied as they got ready.

They went back out to find the mannequin, but this time they brought a couple of extra mannequins with them.

"Since mannequins seem to go missing, might as well find out why," Shaggy said as they continued moving.

"So we use rannequins to bring out rannequins?" Scooby asked.

"I guess so," Shaggy replied as they passed a few stores with missing mannequins.

"Raybe they're raking rore," said Scooby.

"Hoo-boy..." Shaggy sighed. "Like, we could be in trouble."

All of a sudden they heard footsteps behind them.

"Rid rou just hear that?" Scooby asked.

"Like, yeah, I did," Shaggy whispered.

They heard more footsteps before looking back and spotted the mannequin running towards them.

"AND NOW, I SEE IT!" Shaggy exclaimed.

And so, they began running as fast as their legs could carry them. The mannequin was, for lack of a better term, hot on their heels. So Shaggy and Scooby ran into several stores, with the mannequin keeping up with them.

Eventually, they were on their way back to the trap.

"So, like, we know what the trap looks like, right?" asked Shaggy.

"Uh, Ri don't know," Scooby admitted. "I wasn't raying attention!"

"Like, nuts..." Shaggy sighed as they ran past the start of the trap, which was a tripwire, just as the mannequin managed to catch up and they all went tumbling into a rug that rolled up with them in it.

As the rug was rolled up, Fred and the others emerged from hiding.

"Oh, boy!" beamed Scrappy. "It worked! We caught the manic mannequin!"

"And Shaggy and Scooby, again," Daphne added.

"You guys okay in there?" asked Fred.

"Bobbled, bungled, and all-shook-up," replied Shaggy. "But otherwise?"

"Re're just peachy," Scooby finished.

"Now to unmask this fake mannequin." Velma declared as she removed the mask. "Or rather, this femmequin." She pointed out as she revealed the culprit to be Tina.

"TINA?!" everyone else exclaimed, bewildered.

"I'm afraid so," Velma replied. "She's part of a team of thieves scoping out the mall for a big heist, I figured it out by examining the sample of her mannequin suit; it's a special experimental fabric that can mimic shapes and textures for disguises in the military, but a couple of suits were reported stolen months ago."

"But how did you figure out she was involved?" Daphne asked.

"Simple deduction," Velma replied. "Leo the security guard is not only pretty husky, but he's also currently suffering from ulcerative colitis and I know this because I noticed a lot of yogurt containers and antacids, while Mr. Stitch is simply a person that doesn't like to be social."

"And Tina not only gave us two others to look into, she also didn't want us to see her checking on her hidden stash of stolen jewelry from the vault of the jewelry store next door," Fred revealed as he pulled out a coat that Tina had stitched up and revealed jewelry sewn into the seams.

"So THAT's why she was acting so secretive!" Daphne commented.

"While, like, the manager was just a jerk and the security guard had stomach problems that made them both seem suspicious," Shaggy pointed out.

"Looks like your little scheme is totally out of season!" Scrappy remarked.

"And I would've gotten away with it," fumed Tina. "If it wasn't for you nosy kids and your dogs!"

A while later mall security and the police came and arrested Tina. And Claudia was there to greet the others.

"I can't thank you kids enough for how you've helped me out," she said. "If there's anything I can do to repay your efforts, let me know."

"Well, we did come here to get some new clothes," Daphne mentioned. "We had a serious moth problem that kinda destroyed most of our outfits."

"Then feel free to look through for anything that might interest you," Claudia told them.

"Like, sure," said Shaggy. "Right after I get that laundry done! As of now, I'm not gonna procrastinate on that any longer!"

Scooby sighed in relief.

"So where'd ya put 'em, Scrap?" asked Shaggy.

"I shoved them in the empty storage container and sealed it shut with duct tape." Scrappy replied.

"Pretty thorough," Shaggy said as he headed to the Mystery RV.

"If you had our sensitive noses, you would be too." Scrappy mentioned.

So Shaggy got up to the container and tried to pull it open, but it wouldn't budge.

"He did a really good job taping this up!" he grunted as he went to get a box cutter, then sliced the tape and got it free, then headed right to the laundromat.

Eventually, the gang had new clothes, and Shaggy finished his laundry. "I figured I'd get myself some new threads too," he told the others. "Like, whaddya think?"

As the others turned, they saw he was now wearing a red shirt and blue jeans.

"Looks nice," Daphne replied.

"Somehow, it feels just right for ya!" Fred agreed.

"That's a yep from me!" Scrappy declared.

"It suits you quite nicely," Velma stated.

"Ricture perfect!" Scooby agreed.

"Like, thanks, guys!" Shaggy replied. "Good thing I bought a few more outfits for variety!"

Nobody disagreed with that, and soon they were all packed up and ready to hit the road again.

"Scooby-Dooby-Doo!" exclaimed Scooby as they took off.

CASE CLOSED!