Since we keep speculating on fic ideas with the girls from Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School in the cartoon pic thread I figured we might as well go whole hog and make a thread for it.
Dracula seethed as that idiot Vanna-pira explained how Shaggy could regain his human form and leave his cadre of monsters. He had been so close! Now where was he going to get a werewolf for his annual race? There was no way this day could get any worse.
"Hello father," a sultry voice hissed from behind Dracula.
I stand corrected. It can always get worse, Dracula thought as he turned to see the pale lavender complexion of his daughter, Sibella. "Sibella, darling. It's wonderful to see you. What has you home from Grimwood so early?" the vampire king asked with a poorly applied attempt at innocence.
"Save it, Mr D. Pops ratted you out about what you did to Coach almost immediately," chimed in Sibella's schoolmate Winnie, who also happened to be the Wolfman's daughter.
Dracula grimaced as he looked over at the monsters in the immediate area and saw Frankenstein's daughter Elsa scolding her parents as the Mummy's little girl Tanis looked like she was about to cry as she asked her father why he had hurt her favorite former teacher? This was definitely not good.
"You know Daddy, I didn't think you could sink any lower than picking up that airhead after mother left you, but it seems I was wrong. Attacking Coach Rodgers? Making him into a werewolf without his permission? What were you thinking?" Sibella demanded as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Shaggy was the best choice. He was aware of the monster world and could adapt. And he was a trained race car driver already. It was a perfect solution," Dracula defended weakly.
"Perfect if he wanted to be here maybe," Sibella snapped. "And don't think you can go back on your deal now that you've let him go, either. If you so much as scratch him you'll be dealing with Mother and I both," Sibella hissed before shifting into her purple bat form so she could try to catch up with Shaggy and Scooby. God knew she had a ton of apologizing to do to the man for her father's mid-afterlife crisis stupidity.
Drag races and floozies. How had the Dracula name sunk so low?
"As much as I like the though of Coach being more like me this was really low, Mr D," Winnie chimed in with a shake of her head before leaving to follow her friend.
Meanwhile, a certain blue ghost girl by the name of Phantasma, Phanny to he friends, was practicing her invisibility as she checked out this Googy girl that Coach Shaggy had hooked up with. So far Phanny had to say she certainly didn't measure up to the other former member of Mystery Inc that Shaggy had told the girls about during his tenure as a gym coach at Grimwood Academy. Maybe it was time to practice her scaring techniques on the obviously bottle blond? After all, if Coach wasn't tied down here maybe he would be free to come visit? Or even come back as their coach again?
Dracula seethed as that idiot Vanna-pira explained how Shaggy could regain his human form and leave his cadre of monsters. He had been so close! Now where was he going to get a werewolf for his annual race? There was no way this day could get any worse.
"Hello father," a sultry voice hissed from behind Dracula.
I stand corrected. It can always get worse, Dracula thought as he turned to see the pale lavender complexion of his daughter, Sibella. "Sibella, darling. It's wonderful to see you. What has you home from Grimwood so early?" the vampire king asked with a poorly applied attempt at innocence.
"Save it, Mr D. Pops ratted you out about what you did to Coach almost immediately," chimed in Sibella's schoolmate Winnie, who also happened to be the Wolfman's daughter.
Dracula grimaced as he looked over at the monsters in the immediate area and saw Frankenstein's daughter Elsa scolding her parents as the Mummy's little girl Tanis looked like she was about to cry as she asked her father why he had hurt her favorite former teacher? This was definitely not good.
"You know Daddy, I didn't think you could sink any lower than picking up that airhead after mother left you, but it seems I was wrong. Attacking Coach Rodgers? Making him into a werewolf without his permission? What were you thinking?" Sibella demanded as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Shaggy was the best choice. He was aware of the monster world and could adapt. And he was a trained race car driver already. It was a perfect solution," Dracula defended weakly.
"Perfect if he wanted to be here maybe," Sibella snapped. "And don't think you can go back on your deal now that you've let him go, either. If you so much as scratch him you'll be dealing with Mother and I both," Sibella hissed before shifting into her purple bat form so she could try to catch up with Shaggy and Scooby. God knew she had a ton of apologizing to do to the man for her father's mid-afterlife crisis stupidity.
Drag races and floozies. How had the Dracula name sunk so low?
"As much as I like the though of Coach being more like me this was really low, Mr D," Winnie chimed in with a shake of her head before leaving to follow her friend.
Meanwhile, a certain blue ghost girl by the name of Phantasma, Phanny to he friends, was practicing her invisibility as she checked out this Googy girl that Coach Shaggy had hooked up with. So far Phanny had to say she certainly didn't measure up to the other former member of Mystery Inc that Shaggy had told the girls about during his tenure as a gym coach at Grimwood Academy. Maybe it was time to practice her scaring techniques on the obviously bottle blond? After all, if Coach wasn't tied down here maybe he would be free to come visit? Or even come back as their coach again?