Story Teaser - Scooby-Doo and The Mystery of Canterlot High · 3:16am May 15th, 2018
Hey everyone. 
Hope you all are doing all right. I've been kind of busy for the past month, but now that things have opened up I should have (operative word there, "should" XD) more time to put into writing and such...
And so, I wanted to share a piece for another crossover idea I had.
Scooby-Doo and the Equestria Girls. 
Because hey, "Movie Magic" was almost a Scooby-Doo episode on its own, and also, I can definitely see the Mystery Inc. gang wanting to investigate reports of "magic" in Canterlot City. (Especially incidents like demonic creatures at the Fall Formal and at the Friendship Games.)
So, have a look at a scene with everybody's two favorite lovable cowards, sent once again to explore a spooky part of the building...
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The metal door creaked open with a groan of rusted hinges. A trembling hand switched on the flashlight, and cautiously shone it down the flight of concrete stairs leading down into an ominous dark.
Shaggy looked at Scooby with a resigned expression. “Like, why do we always get stuck looking in the spookiest place in the building?” he asked.
“Ri don’t know,” Scooby answered after a moment of thought.
Shaggy gulped, as he looked down the stairs at the dark, dust-coated floor at the bottom. “Well, m-might as well get this over with. Like, follow me, and don’t make a sound.”
The two crept down the stairs as quietly as they could; each of them desperately hoping that if they made as little noise as possible, there would be far less chance of being found by a monster, ghost, or other scary thing. (Of course, it had rarely – if ever – helped in the past, but Shaggy and Scooby weren’t about to quit trying.)
The skinny man led the way, carefully shining his flashlight around as they reached the floor of Canterlot High School’s basement. It was dark, with only a few fluorescent lights still in something like working condition. Filing cabinets, old lockers and metal folding chairs jostled for space along the walls, along with cardboard boxes of various odds and ends.
“Whew,” Shaggy said, “Looks like somebody forgot to do their spring cleaning – like, for the last twenty years! Right, Scoob?”
The sound of the Great Dane’s teeth chattering was his only answer.
“Oh no…” Shaggy said resignedly. “There’s something scary, isn’t there?”
“Reah, reah! Look!”
Heart pounding, Shaggy turned around. His stomach did a flip-flop as he saw a massive head, with a snout and pointed ears, looming high in the shadows of the basement.
“O-okay, I’m looking, but I don’t like it!” Shaggy said, trembling in barely-contained panic as he shined his flashlight at the monstrous head in the shadows. The beam of light travelled up several piled boxes, finally illuminating the features of the head to reveal—
“Ruh?” Scooby asked.
Shaggy sighed in relief. “Aw, Scooby!” he chuckled, “It’s only an old mascot costume!”
“Ohh…” Scooby looked at the large mask of the Canterlot Colt that was on top of the pile of boxes, and he grinned sheepishly. “Rehehehee,” he chuckled, followed by a sigh of relief.
“Now stop fooling around,” Shaggy chided as he began to shine the light around the rest of the basement, “The sooner we finish up looking for clues, the sooner we can get outta here!”
“Right!” Scooby nodded. Bending his nose to the ground, he started to sniff intently, walking back and forth around the basement.
In a few minutes he had found a scent. A rather odd one, that made Scooby’s nose twitch at the sensation of it. “Hmm… Mm?” the Great Dane lifted his head up from the floor for a second, baffled. He sniffed the air a few more times, his confusion – and his curiosity – growing more and more by the second.
Putting his nose back to the floor, Scooby-Doo began to sniff out the rest of the trail. Despite his fear of dark and spooky places like this basement, he now really wanted to find out what this odd smell was.
“Snff-snff-snff… Snff-sniff-sniff—”
*BONK!* His progress suddenly came to a halt when his nose bumped into a pair of heavy black shoes. “Rouch!” Scooby whimpered, rubbing his sore snout tenderly.
Scooby noticed just then, that there was a pair of legs attached to the shoes. He’d been so focused on the smell that he’d bumped right into someone.
“Rexcuse me…” Scooby started to say…
But as he looked up at the rest of the person, the rest of his apology died in his throat, and was replaced with a frightened whimper.
Scooby-Doo stared up at a tall, gangly man with grayish-beige skin and a long scraggly goatee. He also had pointed-looking ears, and dark red eyes, one of which was a bit larger than the other. A long tooth stood out from his upper lip, looking a lot like a fang…
“REOWWW!!” Scooby sprang into the air with a loud wail of terror, “RAGGY! RAGGY!!” And he took off, running at top speed for his friend.
Shaggy had dropped everything as soon as he’d heard his friend yell and was sprinting over to try and rescue him. “Coming, Scoob!” he shouted, just before the Great Dane ran into him at full tilt.
The momentum of Scooby’s frantic rush was enough to knock them both flying, and they landed with a terrific crash in a pile of boxes and junk.
As footsteps approached, Shaggy and Scooby held each other tight, shaking in fear. “Oh, he’s got us, Scoob! We’re goners!” Shaggy lamented as a tall shadow fell over them.
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“Tchh. Just what I need,” a gravelly, but oddly sophisticated voice sighed, “A boy and his oversized dog running around and crashing into everything. Now my life really is complete.”
Shaggy and Scooby opened their eyes, confused. The two of them looked up to see the tall, scary-looking man frowning down at them. He was dressed in a janitor’s uniform, and holding a mop in his hand.
“…Oh,” Shaggy said, with a little laugh, “Like, it was just the school janitor, Scooby!”
A deep crimson flush appeared on Scooby’s face. “Roops,” he muttered.
“*Just* the school janitor?” the man said with a sardonic smile, “I’m flattered.” He paused with a briefly contemplative look, “Well, I’m actually ‘Discord’ but what are you going to do about it?”
“Rorry,” Scooby said sheepishly, as he clambered out of Shaggy’s arms, and the two of them got back to their feet.
“Like, sorry about all that Mister Discord, but we thought you were a ghost or something,” Shaggy apologized.
Discord chuckled darkly. “A ghost, eh? That’s a new one. But unfortunately, I’m not. And also unfortunately, the two of you just made a terrible mess of the basement, and all the work I put into organizing it.”
In unison, Scooby-Doo and Shaggy glanced around. They took in the sight of the piles of boxes, musty old stacks of books, disused equipment, rusting old lockers, and just general junk and scrap that crowded and jostled for space, all without any apparent rhyme or reason whatsoever. Then the skinny man and the Great Dane looked back at each other.
“Rorganized?” Scooby asked.
"Everybody's a critic," Discord huffed, leaning on his mop.
Shaggy and Scooby decided that it was just best to leave. Quickly, they set out for the staircase that went back up to the school proper.
Although as they left, Shaggy couldn’t resist saying:
"Y'know, Scoob? If that was how it looks organized, I’d sure hate to see what it looked like before!"
“Reah, reah!” Scooby chortled.
“Now, like that that’s out of the way, whattya say we mosey on over to the cafeteria? We can probably find some delicious snacks—er, I mean, ‘clues,’ in there!” Shaggy winked after correcting himself.
“R’okay!” Scooby-Doo licked his chops in eager anticipation as they happily made their way down the hall for the dining hall of Canterlot High.
This looks promising.
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Heh, thanks!
This was a lot of fun to write. I love Shaggy and Scooby, and I really had a lot of fun trying to capture their voices.
Plus, I finally got to write human-world Discord, and that was a nice bonus. ^_^