G5 Adventures in Scooby-Doo! and the Reluctant Werewolf

Unaware that Googie’s team had rescued the team riding in the Werewolf Wagon from the cliff, Dracula proceeded to commentate on the race once again. “Well, monster motor fans,” he said, “'all the cars are back in the race once again.”

“Yay,” the peasants droned on. “All except for the Werewolf Wagon,” Dracula added with a smirk, “which has regrettably… heh heh heh heh… dropped out.”

But at that moment, the Werewolf Wagon zoomed past Vanna Pira and Dracula in the tent, causing them to cough at the dirt that had been stirred up. “Oh no! Shaggy?!” Dracula cried out. “Where did he come from?!”

“Oh, Dracky, don't you remember?” Vanna Pira asked with a smile. “See, you needed a werewolf to drive in the race so you sent the Hunch Bunch over…”

“Never mind,” Dracula interrupted with a look of annoyance. “Sheesh!”

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“Oh, man…” Misty groaned as she flipped through her spellbook. “If only this spellbook had a speed spell-- maybe we wouldn’t be so far back!”

“We don’t always need magic, Misty, old pal,” Shaggy smiled. “What we need is a good tailwind, right, Scoob?”

“Tailwind! Yeah!” Scooby nodded and giggled enthusiastically to this remark. “Oh!” Indigo immediately brightened at this. “I know which lever to use for this!”

Indigo pushed down a lever that was in front of her with her paw, and immediately, a fox tail hung on a pole appeared out the back and began to spin rapidly, almost like a propellor of a helicopter, taking the group up into the air before setting them down in front of everyone else in the race.

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“Oh no!” Dracula cried out in horror. “Oh my!” Vanna Pira cried, amazed. “I've seen cars with tail fins, but tail spins? How cute!”

“Cute, schmoot!” Dracula scoffed. “Shaggy's out in the lead again!”

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“Uh-oh…” Crunch whimpered as he and Brunch saw everything from the Bat-Copter, causing Brunch to become equally as nervous. “Um, I'm afraid the master is going to be testy about this.”

At that moment, Dracula appeared in the Bat-Copter with them, looking surprisingly calm. “Testy? Who’s testy?” he asked before his anger boiled over. “I’M FURIOUS!!!! If you two don't keep Shaggy and those little pony pests of his from winning this race, it'll be both your necks!”

Crunch whimpered nervously, eyes squeezing shut, even after Dracula had disappeared. “Don’t worry, old top,” Brunch reassured. “We'll get the spider monster to assist us.”

“Oh yeah!” Crunch realized where Brunch was going with this and cackled as the two monsters flew off once again.

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Around the same time, Dracula was continuing his broadcast of the race’s events. “What a race!' These drivers are going all-out to get that "Monster of the Year" trophy. There goes the Dragon Dragster shooting out in front.”

However, not even a second after that, the Mummy shot out a wrap from his Mummy-Mobile and pulled the Dragon Dragster back so the Mummy could take the lead. “But wait!” Dracula commentated. “The Mummy pulls a dirty trick and retakes the lead! I like that. Now here comes the Cauldron Coup.”

As the Cauldron Coup got closer to the Mummy-Mobile, one of the witch sisters whacked the Mummy-Mobile off to the side with their broom. “The witches break out in front with another dirty trick! Oh-ho, I like that!” Dracula said with a smile as he continued to watch the events. “Now the Slime Speedster's challenging the Cauldron Coup!”

The Slime Speedster then shot out a ball of slime toward the Cauldron Coup, causing it to slide off the road, and allowing the Slime Speedster to take the lead. “Ho ho ho! I really like that!” Dracula commented. “The Swamp Thing now takes the lead!”

“But, Dracky, that's not true,” Vanna Pira said. “Swamp Thing’s not in the lead. That hairy hunk Shaggy's way out in front. See?”

Truth be told, she was right-- Shaggy was way out in front, much to Dracula’s annoyance. “Hairy hunk?” Dracula shot his wife a look. “You know, you're beginning to bug me.”

“...yay…” the peasants droned on, causing Dracula to poof down to them. “You nerds bug me, too!” he cried before suddenly thinking of something. “Speaking of creepy-crawly things, where is that buggy Hunch Bunch?”

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Around the same time, Crunch and Brunch managed to recruit the Spider Monster like they had hoped, and he built a huge spider web right in the middle of the track. “Okay… that’s a thousand feet of your best top-quality A-1 spider web there,” the Spider Monster told the duo. “You got a guarantee on this item-- thirty days or 30,000 monster flies, whichever comes first.”

“Thank you, old boy,” Brunch said with a smile. “But we're going to catch more than flies. Right, Crunch?”

“Yeah,” Crunch chuckled sinisterly before the duo walked off… unaware that Alder and Heather had been watching the entire thing from the bushes. “Oh no… the Hunch Bunch really is out to make sure Shaggy doesn’t win!” Alder said. “We have to warn them! Heather, you said you’ve been working on telepathic communication spells, right?”

“Yeah,” Heather nodded, “but it’s still a little sketchy.”

“Well, we have to try something to warn Indigo!” Alder pointed out. “You work on the spell, and I’ll try to warn Googie and the others.”

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As the Werewolf Wagon continued to sail along the track, Indigo suddenly felt a sharp headache, causing her to groan. “What in the…?!”

Before she could finish, her eyes lit up with a blinding white light, freaking the others out. “Indy?” Pipp waved a hoof in front of her face. “Earth to Indigo!”

Indigo gasped a second or two later, snapping out of her trance, disoriented and bewildered. “Indigo, what happened?” Sunny asked in concern. “What was that?”

“It… it was Heather!” Indigo said, confusing the group. “She’s been working on telepathic communication spells, and she used one to get in contact with me!”

“What did she say?” Shaggy asked. “It was hard to make out. Something about tarantulas and nets?” Indigo shrugged. “I'm not too sure. But whatever she was saying, it sounded a lot like trouble.”

Suddenly, the radio went off with Googie on the other line. “Looky Lady calling Wolf Wagon-- come on back, guys.”

“Wolf Wagon to Looky Lady,” Shaggy answered back. “Like, what's happening, Googie?”

“Alder found us and told us there’s a tennis set for tarantulas just down the pike,” Hitch answered. “Heather was supposed to send you a message, but we’re not sure if it went through.”

“So that’s what the message meant! There’s a huge spider web across the track!” Misty realized. “Put on the brakes, Shag!”

Shaggy immediately did as told, letting the Werewolf Wagon stop in the middle of the track and letting all the other racers pass by them.

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And seeing the Werewolf Wagon stop in the middle of the track brought joy to Dracula as he watched the footage on the screen. “What's this? The werewolf car has stalled! The entire field has passed him! What a pity.”

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Unfortunately, all the other racers hit the spider web across the track and went flying backwards due to hitting it, causing Shaggy, Scooby and the rest of their team to look on.

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“Oh no!!” Dracula cried out in terror as he saw this, sheltering Vanna Pira as all the other racers crashed into the tent, leaving a pile of debris and wrecked cars in its wake. Eventually, Vanna Pira and her husband popped out of the rubble, the former in despair about something truly horrific. “Oh, this is terrible! This is awful! Look, Dracky-- I broke a nail.”

However, Dracula’s intense anger was directed more toward the two hunchbacks not too far away. “Brunchy and Crunchy…!!!”

“Uh-oh…” Crunch gulped nervously as the Werewolf Wagon sped past. “Oh, I say. We'd better stop that young werewolf fellow and his team fast,” Brunch spoke, just as fearful as his comrade, “or the master will have us for tea, old boy. To the copter!”

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No matter what the Hunch Bunch tried to do, their plans to stop the Werewolf Wagon fell through every time, and the Werewolf Wagon moved further and further into the lead.

This fumed Dracula's anger so much that he had to let Vanna Pira take over commentating on the race so he could calm down a bit. “Hi there, fast-car fans. Vanna Pira here pinch-hitting for Dracula. Everybody's really giving it all they've got to win that "Monster of the Year" trophy, and can they drive! I mean, talk about skill. Just look at those clever moves. Why, it's just poetry in motion!” she said. “But I don't think it's going to make any difference how good the monsters drive, because that cutey-pie Shaggy is still way out in front. The only thing that could keep him from winning now would be if he got lost or something. Ha ha ha ha!”

Unfortunately for her, this statement gave Dracula an idea. “Lost… yes! Why not?”

And just like that, he poofed away to initiate his new plan.

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Dracula poofed out to an intersection that separated the race track from another road, and removed the sign pointing to the left just as the Werewolf Wagon drove past, letting them go the wrong way. And after they had left, Dracula put the sign back the way it was, letting the other racers go the right way.

After this was done, Dracula cackled triumphantly. “Shaggy's road is the pits-- tar pits, that is!” he cheered before poofing back to the tent.

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“Pippsqueaks, Shaggy is way out in front in this year’s Monster Road Rally!” Pipp announced to her fans over the livestream. “The wind’s blowing in our manes, adrenaline is pumping in our veins, and… the road is… dripping?”

“Wait, what?” Misty looked confused before she saw the road in front of them looking wet and slippery… the exact opposite of what the race track road looked like before. “Hey!” Scooby looked around in confusion. “What’s this stuff?”

“I don’t know, Scooby!” Sunny shook her head, confused. “It looks like they’ve just repaved the road!”

“Wait a second… I’ve heard about this road!” Indigo realized in terror. “This is the Tar Pit Trail!”

“WHOAAAA!!!” the team screamed as the Werewolf Wagon began to spin on the tar, unable to stop.

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“This is Dracula again, racing fans!” Dracula commentated as soon as he returned to the tent and took the microphone from his wife. “All the monster cars have gone ahead of Shaggy who took the wrong turn down the Tar Pit Trail.”

“The Tar Pit Trail?!” Vanna Pira cried out. “Oh, no! That's the road to where the Schlockness Monster lives!”

“The Schlockness Monster? I didn’t know that,” Dracula openly lied before cackling madly... unaware that Maya and Draven heard everything and flew off to alert the others to Dracula's scheme.

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Scrappy immediately frowned at not seeing his uncle, Shaggy or the rest of their friends with the other racers. “Hey. What happened to Shaggy?”

“I don’t know… Googie, you better call them,” Zipp told Googie as Hitch cradled Sparky nervously. Googie nodded and picked up the radio before contacting her boyfriend again. “Looky Lady calling Wheelie Wolf. Calling Wheelie Wolf. Hey, where are you guys?”

What she heard next appeared to be screaming (due to the Werewolf Wagon team sliding into the mouth of a tar-made monster) before she heard Shaggy’s voice. “You wouldn't believe it!”

“ZIPP!!!” Pipp cried out on the radio. “GET US OUT OF HERE!!!”

“Just stay tight!” Zipp told her sister and her friends. “We’ll find you and get you back in the race!”

“But how?” Izzy asked worriedly. “We don’t know where they are!”

“We do!”

The group looked up to see Maya and Draven approaching them, looking clearly worried. “Maya, Draven!” Googie cried. “Did you find something?”

“We heard something, that’s for sure,” Draven said. “Dracula sent the Werewolf Wagon team down the wrong trail, and we’re sure they’re gonna be hoof-deep in trouble!”

“SUNNY!!!!” Hitch cried before galloping off with Sparky on his back. “Hitch, get back here!” Scrappy called. “They haven’t even told us which trail they went down yet!”

Hitch immediately stopped at this. “Heh-heh... sorry… dragon dad instinct kicking in.”

“They went down the Tar Pit Trail-- one of the slimiest and yuckiest trails in Transylvania!” Draven said. “Luckily,” Maya added, “we’ve been hunting near that trail before. We can show you the way!”

“We’re behind ya!” Zipp promised before she, Googie, Scrappy, Izzy, Hitch and Sparky got in Shaggy’s car and followed the flying leopards away.

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Misty and Sunny continued to try and fire magic blasts at the inside of the Schlockness Monster's house, but it seemed to do no affect, as it absorbed their magic whenever they did blast it. “Oh, it’s no use!” Misty groaned. “It’s like our magic gets sucked into the monster’s body whenever we try to use our powers against it!”

“Don’t worry, Misty,” Indigo said reassuringly. “I’m sure our friends are gonna come and find us soon.”

“And… if they don’t?” Shaggy whimpered nervously. “We can’t think like that,” Sunny said. “We have to maintain hope… remember?”

“Right…” Shaggy and Scooby sighed in unison, trying to keep calm while trying to get out of the monster’s mouth.

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“Well, fans,” Dracula continued to broadcast, “now that Shaggy seems to have gotten lost… heh heh heh… the race is really getting exciting.”

“...yay,” the peasant said quietly. “I can’t hear you,” Dracula said, trying to get them to speak a bit louder, but it did no good-- they seemed to be even quieter than before. “...yay…”

“The next time I want to be alone,” Dracula sneered, “I’ll call you guys!”

But it was at that moment that the group in Shaggy’s car, being led away by Draven and Maya, zoomed through the other racers, much to Dracula's shock. “What a minute! What was that car doing?!”

“Oh,” Vanna Pira shrugged casually, “I think it was doing at least 80.”

“No,” Dracula sighed in exasperation, “no…!!”

“85?”

Dracula hummed in thought at his wife’s dumber than life answers. “Her brain is running on empty.”

But suddenly, he got to thinking about the two leopards that were with that car when they zoomed through the competitors... those were two of Indigo's clanmates!

What were they doing with that car in the first place?

That got Dracula to wonder if Indigo had some sort of paw in this travesty.

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“Here we are,” Draven said after a few minutes of flying/driving. “The Tar Pit Trail!”

“Yuck!” Zipp groaned. “I can see why this place is quite literally the pits.”

“Besides, the road’s getting pretty slick,” Scrappy observed. “Better switch to swamp mode.”

“Right,” Googie said before pressing a button, turning the car into a sort-of makeshift hovercraft so they could continue on without worry.

Suddenly, Googie gasped upon seeing the Schlockness Monster ahead of them. “Oh, look! What a horrible monster!”

“Oops…” Maya gulped. “I had a feeling we were forgetting something…”

However, the group’s worry ignited even further when they saw the Werewolf Wagon, with their friends inside (screaming, I might add), try and drive out of the monster’s mouth, but to no avail. “There’s the girls, Shag and Uncle Scooby!” Scrappy pointed out. “But they’re trapped in the monster’s mouth!” Draven cried. “How are we gonna save them?!”

Sparky decided to take the initiative and blew a stream of fire at the Schlockness Monster, only for the monster to absorb the fire blast, much to the baby dragon's worry and concern. “Uh-oh…”

“Sorry little buddy, but magic doesn’t really work on the Schlockness Monster,” Draven said, patting the baby dragon’s head. “We’re gonna have to try something else.”

“I got an idea!” Scrappy suddenly spoke before turning to Izzy. “Iz, do you have some packets of pepper in that sash of yours?”

“Sure!” Izzy said. “And I think I know where you’re going!”

“Great! You can help me with my idea then,” Scrappy said before getting on Izzy’s back. “Googie, hit the ejector seat button for Izzy’s seat!”

“But, Scrappy,” said Maya out of confusion, “what are you and Izzy gonna do with that pepper?”

“No time to explain, Maya!” Zipp cried out. “Googie, come on!”

“Okay…” Googie shrugged before pressing the button, launching Scrappy and Izzy out of the seat and onto the Schlockness Monster’s nose, with Izzy barely being able to fit. “Okay, big guy,” Scrappy said, opening the packets of pepper Izzy gave him. “Time to clear up that traffic jam in your big mouth.”

Scrappy proceeded to sprinkle the pepper all over the monster’s nose, and immediately afterwards, the monster sent out a gigantic sneeze that shot the Werewolf Wagon out of its mouth…

…and sending Izzy and Scrappy off its nose, only for Googie, Maya and Draven to catch them. “Way to go!!”

“Thanks, guys!” Sunny waved to her friends. “You really saved us!”

“No worries! Now get back in the race!” Draven called back with a smile. “You guys have a sneaky vampire to outwit!”

“Right!” Misty nodded before the Werewolf Wagon sped off to rejoin the race once again.