A Pup Named Scooby-Doo

Jinkies!

Like, it was a quiet day in the clubhouse...

...and I was making a pizza with my pal, a pup named Scooby-Doo.

Check out my behind the back, wraparound, super Shaggy pizza toss, Scoob.

Huh, like, that's funny.

-What happened to my pizza dough? -Ask Scooby.

I found it.

Like, that's the 32nd pizza you've eaten today, Scoob.

I'm a growing puppy.

-Oh, Scooby, get down from there. -Right, Daphne.

But I'm afraid.

Jinkies, don't worry, Scooby.

I'll use my transporter ray.

Oh, no.

-Cool. -Cool.

You can get down now, Scooby.

Whew, thanks, Velma.

Hey, gang. Guess what I just got in the mail.

A letter?

Wow, how'd you know?

Just call me psychic, Freddy.

It's from New York's premier monster catchers, Critter Getters.

They read about me in the National Exaggerator.

"Really dumb guy believes in ghosts."

That's our Freddy.

Critter Getters has got a mystery they want us to solve.

Like, forget it, Freddy. How are we gonna get to New York City?

We can use Velma's transporter ray, Shaggy.

Like, I don't know. It won't hurt, will it, Scoob?

Not a bit.

Wow, we're in New York.

I can't wait to start shopping. They have everything in this city.

Like, I'll say. They've got snail monsters.

Time for a slap shot.

Like, let's split. You said it.

-Like, hold it right there, Mr. Monster. -Huh?

You're skating the wrong way on a one way street.

-I am? That's right.

You have to sit in the penalty box for five minutes.

Oh!

And, like, due to an on the spot rule change...

...make that five hours.

Oh, all right.

Whoops, we've got to run and referee a game of marbles.

Bye.

Wow, that was a close escape.

Yeah, but at least it's a tasty one.

Very tasty.

Well, gang, it looks like we've got an unsolved mystery on our hands.

Jinkies, we can use my other new invention to find out for sure.

-Like, wow, two inventions in one day. -Velma's on a roll.

-What's it do, Velma? -When I turn it on...

...it'll tell us if we're involved in a mystery.

Like, didn't you just bite your own tail, Scoob?

I guess I did.

Jinkies, are you all right, Scooby?

I think so.

Jinkies, due to exposure to the ray...

...Scooby's nose has become a mystery detector.

It has?

Oh, no.

Don't worry, Scooby.

It only blinks on and off when there's a mystery.

-Thank goodness. -It should stop in 3.72 seconds.

Whew, that's better.

It won't blink again until the mystery is solved.

Thank goodness.

Well, let's go to Critter Getters and find out more about this mystery.

We don't have time for that, Daphne.

We have to get to Critter Getters and find out more about this mystery.

Gee, Freddy. No wonder they wrote that article about you.

Yeah. I deserved it, didn't I?

Let's go.

Excuse me, ma'am.

-We're here to meet the Critter Getters. -Who are all of you?

Who am I? I'm Freddy Jones. The guy you sent for.

Oh, yes, you're the really dumb guy who believes in ghosts.

That's our Freddy.

My name is Rosemary Kate Heather Tiffany Bebe Smith Jones Wu Nelson.

-I just had it changed. -Like, what was your original name?

It was Laura Jane Carla Barbie Mallory Benjamin Morton Mitchell.

That's a lot better.

-You can call me Julie. -Oh, brother.

Okay, Julie, tell us a little about Critter Getters.

We have the most sophisticated monster catching devices in the world.

We have high-tech radar, sensitive sound detection...

...and, of course, chocolate donuts.

-Donuts? -Donuts?

Yes, I don't know why, but some critters just love chocolate donuts.

Like, then those are my kind of critters, Scoob.

Mine too.

What happened to the other Critter Getters?

Well, we advertised ourselves as being able to catch any monster.

But then, when some critters finally did show up...

...we couldn't catch them.

Our business was ruined before we ever really got started.

-Oh, that's too bad. -Terrible.

To make things worse...

...one of our ex-members started Ghoul Gone...

...and caught the critters we couldn't.

Then what happened?

We couldn't get a job after that, so we broke up.

That's too bad.

Oh, no. It's that time. He's coming. I know he is.

-Who is he? -Like, I don't know...

...but I don't wanna be here.

Me neither.

Yo, hey, Carla Whitney Lucy whatever. Where's my money?

You're scared of him?

He's an ex-Critter Getter and I owe him money.

That's right, Anita Kathy Jean Whatever, I want my money.

I don't have it. I told you that an hour ago.

I told you that two hours ago.

Okay, I understand.

See you in an hour.

Mind if I have a donut?

-Like, you're too late, sir. -Sorry.

Oh! Critter Getters has been a big flop.

I wish my window washing business was doing better.

Like, what's the problem?

Who wants to hire a window washer who doesn't have a bucket or a squeegee?

Not me.

Why don't you buy a bucket and squeegee?

You mean they sell them?

Well, I'll have to check that out.

The Scooby-Doo Detective Agency will do anything we can to help you.

Hmm. That snail monster has all of New York in an uproar.

If you caught it for Critter Getters that would save our reputation.

Huh? No way, no go, no how.

Scoob and I don't mess with slimy, gucky, yuck snail monsters.

It's in our contract.

-Let's go, Scoob. We're out of here. -Right, Raggy.

Like, on second thought, we're staying.

This way, Scoob.

Uh-huh? -Like, can I interest you in an encyclopedia?

No.

-Like, pedal, Scoob. Pedal. -I'm pedaling, I'm pedaling.

-Like, I think we're safe now, Scooby. -Whew. I hope so.

Howdy-do, Mr. Snail Monster.

Huh-huh?

-Whew. -Nice going, Scooby.

- Way to go buddy, old pal. - Great job.

Thank you. Thank you.

Don't worry, Julie. The Scooby-Doo Detective Agency is on the job.

Oh, thank you.

Don't mention it.

This must be the office of ex-Critter Getter Lester Leonard.

Gee, Daphne, how'd you know that?

Oh, just a lucky guess.

Mr. Leonard, the Scooby-Doo Detective Agency is here to see you.

Kids, it's really great to see you.

Come on in and have a seat in my official Ghoul Gone chair.

Like, we just love all your free Ghoul Gone samples, Mr. Leonard.

They're the greatest.

Glad to hear it. Have a drink from my official Ghoul Gone cups.

And help yourself to one of my official Ghoul Gone file cabinets.

Wow, thanks a lot.

Like, this place sure is big, Daphne. Just like your house.

Yes, before we added on.

So you left Critter Getters just to open up your own business, huh?

-Yes I did. -That's all I wanted to know. Thanks a lot.

Oh, brother.

Like, you must have been upset when you left Critter Getters.

Who me? No, I wasn't upset.

Here's a Ghoul Gone muffler.

-Thanks. -Thanks.

It just didn't work out, that's all. I have no hard feelings.

It looks like your Ghoul Gone business has been going well.

I've got no complaints.

And I make good money from my Ghoul Gone merchandise.

I'm sure you all own a few bars of my Ghoul Gone foot soap.

I've got mine.

I'm just better at catching critters than Julie is, that's all.

Take a look at the last ghoul I caught. The menacing Moss Monster.

He was a tough one. It took me almost 15 minutes to catch him.

Yikes!

Oh, Scooby, it was only a movie.

It was? Whew.

Well, I see you found my official Ghoul Gone tape.

If you like it, I'd be happy to sell you a roll.

Like, it sure looks like you're in a sticky situation, Scoob.

Get it? A sticky situation, huh?

We interrupt A Pup Named Scooby-Doo for this announcement.

A sticky situation?

I don't get it. Thank you.

I'm looking for that moving Mollusk Monster myself, kids. Good luck.

-Goodbye. -Bye.