(Y/N)'s POV:
"Come on, Scoob!" Shaggy exclaims, as me and the others walk up the steps to the front door.
"Huh. Looks like a bit of a fixer-upper," Velma comments about the place.
"Hey!" we hear someone say, making us turn around to a couple of kids riding their bicycles. "Nice job last night," one boy says, with a thumbs-up, then flips it to a thumbs-down. "Losers!"
(In my opinion those two were being a bunch of rude brats)
"Quick, we need to think of a comeback," Daphne says. "Hey! Shut up!"
"That's a good one," Shaggy says.
Not the best comeback, in my opinion, but at least it made those two boys go away. So, that's something to be grateful for. After that, I cannot help but let out a sigh, not happy with people reminding us of our mishap from last night. Dean then rings the doorbell.
"You are trespassing on Wickles' Manor. Leave now or pay the price."
"What kind of jerk makes that his doorbell?" Daphne asks.
"Got me," I say, shrugging my shoulders.
Dean grabs the doorbell, to try again.
"Dude. He just said we'd pay the price," my boyfriend says.
"Shaggy, Shaggy, Shaggy," Dean says, shaking his head at him. "What could possibly happen by ringing a doorbell?"
When Dean pulls the doorbell, the floor underneath our feet reveals a hidden trapdoor. One by one, we all fall, screaming, until we end up in a cage. The cage then goes down a train-track (I think that's what it is), almost making it feel like riding a roller-coaster. I'm not sure how long it was, but by the time the cage came to a complete stop, I become relieved, knowing that it's over. However, because the ride had stopped, we all end up in a dog-pile.
"That's what can happen by ringing a doorbell, Dean. That!" Shaggy exclaims.
"At 7 p.m., the owner will be home to set you free."
At this, we all let out a groan, not happy with our situation.
"Hey!" we hear someone say, making us look up to see a girl scout in a cage. "You want to buy a box of cookies."
"Excuse me. Have you heard the Good News?" a man asks, him and his co-worker in another cage.
"Reah. There's cookies!" Scooby exclaims.
Velma tries to get up from the dog pile, but almost steps on Fred.
"Hey, hey! Watch the junk!" Fred exclaims.
"Sorry," Velma says, trying to get up. "Oh, brother. The lock's on a laser thumbprint scanner."
"Oh. Let me just get my makeup," Daphne says.
"Really, Daphne? Now of all times?" I ask.
"You know what, (Y/N)? It's never too late to learn to properly apply makeup," Daphne says,, getting up, and moving to the laser thumbprint scanner. "Okay, the last good thumbprint should still be there, so...a little blush...a pore strip...and voila."
I gotta hand it to Daphne sometimes. Because before we knew it, the cage opened, setting us free.
"All right, Daph!" Shaggy exclaims with a smile.
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3rd Scooby-Doo sequel/Scooby-Doo Monsters Unleashed
Teen FictionYou've faced a couple of ghosts in High school, you've defeated a witch and her lake monster at a Country Club, and have even prevented a power hungry puppy dog from taking over the world on Spooky Island. But are you up to the challenge of facing w...
