The Salem Witch Showdown by Matthew K. Manning

Author:Matthew K. Manning [Manning, Matthew K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: 9781496543349;97814965243363;9781496543387;Fiction;Stone Arch Books;You Choose Scooby-Doo;FIC021000;FICTION / Media Tie-in;FIC022000;FICTION/Mystery & Detective/General;FICTION/Action & Adventure/General
Publisher: Capstone
Published: 2016-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

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“Sure,” says Shaggy. “Us too. Just two brave witch hunters out to catch the bad guys.”

“We should probably compare notes,” says the fake Velma. She pulls out a notebook from her pocket. “We need to find out who those witches are — and why they’re hanging around Salem — before they ruin the costume contest.”

“Ha!” says Shaggy. “You guys are new at this.”

“Reah!” says Scooby-Doo.

“Trust us, when you’ve been at this mystery game as long as me and my pal Scoobs here, you don’t have to write anything down,” says Shaggy. “I’ve got a mind like a steel… a steel…”

“A steel what?” asks the fake Daphne.

“Trap!” Shaggy hollers, pointing behind the fake Mystery Inc. There, hovering in the shadows, are the three witches the gang spotted earlier.

“Like, run for it!” Shaggy yells.

Scooby-Doo and Shaggy run out of the alley so quickly that they forget the most important rule of running away — look where you’re going!

Shaggy accidentally steps on Scooby’s tail, tripping him. Scooby slips and slams into a pile of trash bags lining one of the alleyway walls. The bags fall on top of him, one by one.

If that isn’t bad enough, a black cat has been sleeping on one of the bags. It awakens with a start and leaps into the air. The cat falls to the ground, one of the witches’ robes stuck to its claws.

“You did it!” shouts fake Fred as he walks over to the pile of garbage bags that have pinned Scooby and Shaggy to the alleyway floor.

With the help of the fake Mystery Inc. gang, Scooby and Shaggy manage to dig their way out from under the pile of garbage. Shaggy looks over to the fake Velma, who is holding an empty black robe in her hands.

“How did you guys figure it out?” she asks.

“Like, figure what out?” asks Shaggy.

“That the witches were just remote-controlled drones outfitted to look like your average storybook sorceresses,” says the fake Velma.

Velma pulls the robe off of the drone, revealing a small metal flying machine with four propellers.

“Hey! You broke my —” a voice shouts from the end of the alleyway.

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