“What ever happened to Scrappy?” Winnie nibbled on Shaggy’s ear.
“Last we saw him,” Shaggy tried to get the girl off his back as he tried to put pants on over his leather underwear, “He was committed to an institution in Massachusetts. Parsons or something. His mom revealed that his dad was a really a Chihuahua and that he would never get any bigger. You would think at four he would realize he was done growing and no longer a puppy! But he lost it and went nuts. We tried to help, but eventually he started attacking people.”
“Rittle Rhit,” Scooby snapped with a scowl.
“Is it too late to have some Shaggy Sausage?” Velma asked as she and Daphne entered the hotel room.
“Later,” Daphne put her hand on Velma’s head, “Winnie, be a dear and take our latest member to get outfitted.”
Winnie got up and got dressed and led Velma out of the hotel room. Daphne embraced Shaggy and nuzzled his neck. They were interrupted by Shaggy’s phone ringing.
“Is that Network?” Daphne was pulling off her blouse.
“No, it’s Grimwood. Should I leave it?” Shaggy asked.
“Answer it,” Daphne smirked.
“Like hello, Hi Miss Grimwood. Yes we that is me on the show debunking hauntings… What? Sibella? A vampire hunter’s ghost? Like hang on I got Miss Blake here, She is in charge of everything for our team,” Shaggy handed Daphne the phone and whispered to her, “The head of the Ghoul school is calling because one of Winnie’s class mates set up in a spooky old mansion and now is terrorized by some sort of vampire hunter ghost. And she needs help.”
“I got this,” Daphne kissed Shaggy’s nose, “Hello Miss Grimwood, Daphne Blake. I am the producer as well as the star, I call all the shots. Sibella Dracula, did she graduate with Winnie? I just hired her. Look I know that Winnie is a real were-wolf, so Dracula as in vampire right? Give me an address and we will head out as soon as we can. Ok, Mockingbird lane, one word? We will be on the road tonight! Can you give us a phone number to call her at? Well, have her call this number right away too. The Ghost of Quincy Morris is haunting a young vampire right before her Death Night!”
“Rer RHAT?” Scooby asked.
“I have no idea,” Daphne almost howled with excitement, “But think of the rating! Scooby go find Winnie and Velma at the werewolve’s leather shop and tell them to hurry up we have to be out of here by nightfall. Shaggy, start packing everything!”
“Like what about the promo shots?” Shaggy asked.
“Pack everything but the hand-helds, I will put on something cute and we will film snippets on the way out of town! Mini-skirt or pants?” Daphane went to her bags of stuff.
“Rants,” Scooby said before leaving.
*
Velma felt so different, it wasn’t just being a werewolf, the leather corset, garter belt, pants, jacket, and collar seemed to be reflecting it all back into her and making it all much stronger. She had to admit that she looked hotter like this too. She and Winnie were watching Daphne do one last teaser promo at the dock before taking the ferry across the lake to start driving.
“Did Sibella ever mention this Death Night to you?” Velma asked.
“Yeah,” Winnie said, “It is the night when she will end her mortality and fully transition over to being undead. Sibella was born a vampire so if she stayed immortal like that she would be a baby forever. For whatever reason she has been aging slowly to a point of mortal adult. After her Death Night she will cast off that almost mortality and stop aging all together.”
“And what happens if she misses it?” Velma looked at her notes.
“Not sure,” Winnie shrugged, “Miss Daphne looks really hot in those. Really shows off her ass.”
“She know how to rock leather pants. I wonder how Youtube will react to these promos. You know what's even better than her in leather pants? Her taking them off,” Velma licked her lips, “Tonight we drive south to the cargo field and in the morning we fly to Colorado and then drive out to the mountain top manor. Thank you Blake Family Fortune.”