Trick Or Treat Scooby-doo! 【Working】

"Reah! No rhosts!" Scooby agreed, his tail wagging as he eyed a box of Scooby Snacks.

"Like, why is it always us, Scoob?" Shaggy whimpered as they walked through a dark funhouse, clutching a bag of "protection" candy.

The "Misery Company," as they would later be called, began to swarm the Mystery Machine. Before Fred could stop them, the ghosts unleashed a blast of energy that sent the van’s engine into a sputtering halt. "My van!" Fred cried. "It’s personal now." Trick or Treat Scooby-Doo!

"Like, this is the life, Scoob," Shaggy said, stacking three sandwiches on top of each other. "No ghosts, no ghouls, just us and a giant bowl of popcorn."

"Jinkies!" Velma exclaimed. "Those aren't just costumes. They look like... us?" The "Misery Company," as they would later be

The rest of the gang burst into the kitchen. "Did you guys see that?" Fred asked, his eyes wide with excitement. "A green glow just passed by the front porch!"

"But Coco is in the Coolsville Penitentiary," Velma noted, her brain already spinning with theories. "If these are her designs, who is wearing them? Or better yet, who is controlling them?" "It’s personal now

Daphne noticed a small, high-tech tag left on the ground where the Ghost Diver had stood. "Look at this. It’s a specialized fiber... the same kind Coco Diablo uses for her high-end designs."