Scooby-sidious
Sunday, October 29, 2023
Fic-tober Masterlist
Summary: You and Dalton watch Scooby-Doo and find yourselves in the episode, offering to help solve the mystery.
Warnings: spoilers for Scooby-Doo, Where are You? episode "Spooky Space Kook" (1x15), fluff, slight jealousy, brief mentions of the events of The Red Door (2023). 2.6k+ words
A/N: This is inspired by my love of Scooby-Doo, and the Supernatural crossover episode "Scoobynatural" (13x16)! I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think! Happy Halloweekend! :)
You’ve been begging Dalton to watch Scooby-Doo with you for weeks. It’s a Halloween must, but he keeps telling you he’ll do it later.
“It’s Scoob-tober, Dalton!” you exclaim as you collapse onto the bed.
He stares at you before shaking his head and dropping his shoulders. “Fine. Which episode are we watching?” he asks as he sits beside you, tossing an arm over your shoulders.
You squeal excitedly and grab the remote before leaning against his chest and answering, “Spooky Space Kook, A Night of Fright is No Delight, or Mine Your Own Business. Those episodes have the best villains, but you have to pick.”
Dalton looks down at you with furrowed brows as he asks, “Umm, Space Kook?”
“Excellent choice,” you say, nodding as you find the episode and press play.
As you settle into Dalton’s side, your head resting above his heart, he’s glad you convinced him. Even if he watches you instead of Scooby-Doo.
Just after the Space Kook lands the first time, red sparks light across the screen.
You lean forward as Dalton says, “Please tell me you see those too.”
Before you can answer, the TV turns off, and you fall to the ground.
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You hit the ground with a painful thud and turn to check on Dalton, shocked to see him in cartoon form before a cartoon background.
“Dalton, you’re a cartoon,” you say nervously, standing and wiping the dirt from your pants.
“You’re a cartoon,” Dalton parrots as he points at you.
“What just happened?”
“We were watching the show and then those sparks showed up,” Dalton answers.
“The red sparks. Do you think this is a Further thing?”
“No, we closed the door.”
A car sputters somewhere behind you, and you stop speaking, turning to follow Dalton��s hand as he points to a farmhouse in the distance.
You gasp as you see the source of the sputtering noise, hitting Dalton’s shoulder as you squeal, “That’s the Mystery Machine! We’re not just cartoons, we’re in Scooby-Doo!”
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You and Dalton approach the farmhouse from the same direction as Mystery Inc., listening to their conversation as you wait beside a tree, invisible to Scooby and the gang.
“Like, nobody home,” Shaggy says after their knock goes unanswered.
You point to the side of the porch just before the farmer appears with a shotgun and bellows, “Get off of my property! I’m sick of you reporters pestering me night and day! Now, get!”
Dalton pushes you slightly behind him as you watch the ordeal from the yard.
“Reporters? We’re not reporters,” Fred responds.
“No, uh-huh,” Scooby agrees.
“We just want to buy some gasoline,” Daphne says.
“Gas, huh? I don’t believe you. Now, get on out of here, the lot of you!” the farmer yells. “You two in the yard, too!”
Dalton steps back, pushing you with him. Your eyes are still on the gang as Fred glances over to see who the farmer is talking to. His eyes catch yours, and he smiles before turning to the farmer as Velma speaks.
“Excuse me, sir, but why would reporters want to bother you?” she asks.
“They’ve been running me ragged ever since it showed up.”
“It? What’s it?” Fred adds.
“A ghostly craft from another world moving across the sky like an evil spirit.”
Dalton tenses, and you raise your hand to press between his shoulder blades. It’s your silent way of reminding him that you’re with him and he’s not alone.
“Evil spirit?” Scooby repeats before swallowing harshly.
“You mean, like a haunted flying saucer?” Daphne questions.
“Right, but that’s not all. Something’s been creeping ‘round here ever since it showed up.”
“Then it must’ve just crept by,” Velma announces, “Look over there!”
She points to the footprints, which go right behind you and Dalton. Dalton looks at the tracks and then back to you.
“We need to get out of here,” Dalton whispers harshly.
“Footprints,” Fred says.
“Zoinks!” Shaggy exclaims.
Your eyes widen, and you tap Dalton’s back excitedly at the firsthand experience of hearing Shaggy say, ‘Zoinks.’
“I’ve never seen footprints like those before,” Daphne says.
“Neither have I,” Dalton agrees.
“They’re boots dipped in phosphorous,” you tell him.
Dalton turns to look at you with raised brows, and you shrug and say, “What? I love this episode.”
“I see ‘em all the time,” the farmer informs.
“They sure are strange-shaped tracks,” Velma says, leaning over to inspect them.
“Let’s us make tracks the other way,” Shaggy implores.
“He gets it; let’s listen to Shaggy,” Dalton mutters to himself.
“I’m with you!” Scooby agrees.
“Hold it!” Fred demands as the footprints fade. “They’re gone!”
“Hmm,” Velma begins, “Ghostly flying objects, strange tracks that glow in the dark…”
“And something creepy creeping around in the night,” Daphne finishes.
Dalton cocks his head as he watches Scooby get his tail bitten by a chicken before jumping toward Shaggy. Scooby overshoots his goal and lands in Dalton’s arm as he exclaims, “He rot me! He rot me! Oh, help, he rot me!”
Shaggy walks over to Scooby and Dalton, and he says, “Aw, you big chicken. It was only a chicken. Get down.”
Shaggy pushes Scooby from Dalton’s arms, and Dalton sighs with relief. Scooby chuckles as he hits the ground, and you kneel to pat his head as you listen to Fred.
“Well, those footprints weren’t made by a chicken. It looks like we’ve found ourselves a mystery,” he announces.
“Um, excuse me,” you call as you stand, laying your hand on Scooby’s head. “I’m a huge fan of Mystery Inc., and this is Dalton. We have some experiences with creatures like this. Any chance we could help solve this one?”
“Sure!” Fred agrees. “Sounds swell.”
You silently cheer and stick your hand into your pocket, surprised to see a Scooby Snack in your hand when you pull it out.
“Scooby,” you whisper, passing it to him as you and Dalton walk to the Mystery Machine.
“Mmm, rank rou,” Scooby says as he licks his lips.
Fred says your name, and when you look up, he smiles and asks, “Want to sit in the front with me?”
Dalton’s jaw clenches beside you as he waits for you to answer.
“I can sit in the back with Dalton and Scooby,” you respond. “But thanks!”
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“Sure was nice of the farmer to give us some gas,” Daphne says as Fred drives down the road.
“Yeah, now we can go look for that ghost craft,” Fred agrees before a high-pitched pulsing cuts him off.
“Well, we don’t have to look any further. There it is,” Velma points out.
“Zoinks! What a creepy-looking crate,” Shaggy yells.
“We’re in luck. It landed behind that hill,” Fred says, turning to follow it.
“Yeah, we’re in luck, and, like, it’s all bad,” Shaggy adds.
Dalton looks at you over Scooby’s head and nods his agreement.
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“It looked like it landed somewhere around here,” Velma says as everyone exits the van.
“What is this place, anyway?” Daphne asks.
“Looks like an abandoned airfield. Hasn’t been used in years,” Dalton answers.
Fred agrees with Dalton before smiling at you, causing Dalton to step closer to you.
“I’m for abandoning it, too. It’s, like, got the creeps!” Shaggy adds.
“Uh-oh!” Daphne calls. “Do you guys see what I see?”
“It’s those spooky glowing tracks again,” Shaggy says.
“Oh, no!” Scooby exclaims, jumping behind Shaggy’s legs.
“It’s our first clue, let’s follow them,” Fred says before walking alongside the footprints.
“Let’s don’t and say we did,” Shaggy suggests.
“But the gate’s locked. How will we get in?” Daphne points out.
The gate opens on its own, and Dalton turns to roll his eyes at you before flinching and smiling when you elbow him in the ribs.
“This is awesome,” you whisper as you step closer to him when Scooby jumps between you and Shaggy.
“Ghosts!” Scooby yells.
“You mean wind. The gate wasn’t locked. Come on!” Fred says.
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Fred calls you over and asks you to help him follow the tracks. Dalton stays right beside you as everyone heads toward a shed. The prints vanish into the shed, and Scooby jumps up to look in the window, surprised to see himself.
“What’s in there?” someone asks.
“Scooby!” Scooby answers.
Fred steps closer to you as you look into the window beside Scooby.
“It’s his reflection,” you say as you stand up.
“Window’s dirty,” Scooby adds.
As you step away from the window, you hear a humming sound from the other side of the door. Daphne asks what the sound is, and Fred expresses his confusion about how to get inside.
“May I?” Dalton asks before kicking the door and opening it.
“Wow!” Daphne expresses, grabbing Dalton’s bicep as she walks by, “You’re so strong, Dalton!”
Dalton looks at you, and you smile before asking, “We’re even?”
“Not even close,” he whispers as you walk in front of him.
You stop when you reach the generator, and Dalton’s hands land on your waist as he waits behind you.
“It’s the generator,” you announce, pointing to the device.
“Why would an abandoned airfield need a generator?” Daphne asks.
“And, like, why is it on?” Shaggy adds.
You turn your head at a strange sound and see the spaceship land in the field. Dalton turns to and alerts the gang.
“Let’s split up, gang, and find this space creature!” Fred commands. He invites you to come with him and Velma, but Dalton’s hand on your lower back feels like a better invitation.
“I think Dalton and I should go alone, we can cover more ground that way,” you suggest.
Fred agrees, and everyone goes their separate ways to find the Space Kook.
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“Do you know what’s happening right now?” you ask Dalton as you walk toward the radio tower.
“Fred is developing more of a crush on you?” Dalton suggests.
You bump your shoulder against him and laugh. “No, Fred just got stuck in a hoist, Scooby and Shaggy got caught up in sheets and think the other is a ghost.”
“You really do love this show.”
“Yeah. We do you think I tried so hard to get you to watch it with me?”
Dalton stops, wrapping his fingers around your wrist to make you stop.
“I’m sorry if you thought I didn’t want to watch it with you. I- just- I was trying not to spend time with you because I didn’t want to have to walk away if you didn’t feel the same way.”
You twist your hand to hold Dalton’s and step closer as you brush some of his hair out of his eyes.
“I do feel the same way, if it’s the way that makes you want to spend time with me.”
Dalton raises his hand to your neck, pulling you against his chest and tilting your chin toward his.
“I really want to kiss you,” he whispers.
“While I’m a cartoon?”
“You’re a very pretty cartoon.”
You shake your head and hear Scooby yell. Smiling at Dalton, you keep your hand in his and gesture with your head to where the gang is meeting.
“You still missed the entire episode,” you point out as you turn the last corner and see Scooby and Mystery Inc.
“We can watch it as many times as you want when we get back,” Dalton says.
“Will you actually watch it or just try to kiss me?”
Dalton simply looks at you as you join the group. Mystery Inc. expresses that no one found any clues.
“It seems to me that this ghost is using this airfield for something else besides haunting,” Velma says.
“Gas,” Scooby announces, pointing to the exhaust pipe of an old Jeep with flat tires.
Dalton looks under the car with Fred, telling the girls about the extra set of usable wheels. As they stand, the car drives away, and an entire army of Space Kooks appears. Scooby and Shaggy retreat to the radio tower as Fred, Velma, and Daphne run the other way.
Shaggy uses the radio speakers to call the gang to the tower, expressing that he found something, but you remain still.
“Should we go?” Dalton asks.
You shake your head and answer, “Space Kook beats them there and Shag and Scoob parachute down. We’ll wait for the sheriff.”
Dalton wraps an arm around your shoulders, content to wait with you. When Scooby returns, you give him more Scooby Snacks and kneel to pet him.
“How did you know to come, Sheriff?” Velma asks.
“I called. I saw your van was still here and got worried,” the farmer answers as he approaches.
Space Kook appears behind you, and when he sees the sheriff, he runs into a building labeled ‘Research Lab.’ Fred is waiting by a panel and presses a button after Space Kook runs by, turning on the wind tunnel. As the wind picks up, the helmet comes off, and the phosphorous on his boots illuminates.
“Well, I don’t believe it,” the farmer exclaims. “It’s Henry Bascomb, my next door neighbor.”
“But what about those weird noises and the flying thing?” Daphne asks.
“C’mon, I’ll show you!” Shaggy announces before leading them to the radio tower.
“It was a very clever plan. Here’s our ghost craft,” Fred says before turning on a projector.
“But what about those odd voices?” Daphne asks.
“It was just a speeded-up soundtrack…” Fred begins.
“Played over the loudspeaker,” Shaggy finishes.
“But we did see a whole bunch of those creepies over by the motor pool,” Daphne points out.
“Stuffed dummies, if I had to bet,” Dalton suggests.
“And I’d bet that crazy jeep was run by remote control!” Shaggy agrees.
“The last remaining puzzle in my mind is ‘why?’” Fred says.
“I can answer that. This Bascomb fella got wind that the Air Force was planning to open the field again and would be needing more land for jets,” the sheriff explains.
“Aha! So that’s it! He wanted to scare us off so he could pick up the land cheap,” the farmer concludes.
“And I’d have done it, too, if you kids hadn’t come along,” Bascomb yells.
“Weren’t you kids scared like the rest of us?” the farmer asks.
“Oh, no. Solving mysteries is our hobby. It takes a lot to scare us,” Shaggy answers.
Fred turns on the Space Kook laugh soundtrack, causing Scooby to jump into Shaggy’s arms and Shaggy to jump into Dalton’s.
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“So, where are you going now? We’re on the hunt for another mystery if you’d like to come,” Fred offers as Daphne talks to Dalton.
You look at Dalton and smile. “We have to get home. Thank you so much, Fred, this was a dream come true. Working with you was everything I dreamed of.”
“No problem,” he says, hugging you. “It would be an honor to have you back sometime.”
You smile, and he climbs into the Mystery Machine, followed by Velma and Daphne, who wave at you while Dalton returns to your side. Scooby stops before you, and you kneel, petting him as you feed him Scooby Snacks.
“Can I have a hug, Scooby?” you ask, smiling as he indulges you and lets you hug him.
“Like, thanks for everything,” Shaggy says before opening the door for Scooby. “See ya around!”
You watch the Mystery Machine drive away and turn back to Dalton. He pulls you into a hug and brushes his hand over your hair.
“Thank you,” you whisper against his chest.
“Of course. Now let’s get home so I can kiss real you.”
“Scooby Dooby Doooooo,” you howl.
When your voice fades, you look expectantly at Dalton. He sighs before copying you, and everything fades to black.
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You open your eyes and find yourself on the couch, wrapped in Dalton’s arms again.
“Start the episode over,” Dalton says, slipping his hands onto your cheeks.
“We’re not going to watch it, are we?” you ask as you press play again.
“Does Scooby-Doo like Scooby Snacks?” Dalton responds, smiling against your lips as he kisses you.
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