Author's Note: Here's my partial rewrite of the SDWAY episode Jeepers, It's the Creeper!, folks!

The Scooby wiki mentioned that the events in the first half of the episode was poorly executed, mainly with regards to why the bank guard was heading to the bank manager's home with the incriminating evidence in the first place?

I don't own Scooby-Doo. Hanna-Barbera Productions and Warner Bros. does.

Chapter 1: Prologue and at the Malt Shop

October 2, 1970

The sun was setting that early evening as the Union Bank in downtown Coolsville closes down for the night.

The bank president Carl Carswell, holding a briefcase, made his way out of his office upon locking the cabinets and drawers as he always does at the end of the workday.

Many of his employees had already left for the night, except for one of the bank guards, David Earl, who was locking up the safe as Carswell passed by.

"Good evening, Mr. Earl." Carswell said to the guard.

"Likewise, Mr. Carswell." Earl tipped his cap and Carswell nodded and smiled.

Soon, the guard was alone in the bank and upon finish locking up the safe, he made his way to the security office.

On his way out, the guard grabbed an envelope and briefly took a glance inside it before placing it in the pocket inside his suit jacket.

Once he locked up the security office, he made his way out of the bank through the back entrance, which can only be opened from the inside.

After ensuring that the bank entrance door has clicked and is fully locked on the outside, Earl made his way to the main street and headed down the sidewalk.

In the distance down the street, the guard can see the nearest police station across the street and nodded to himself.

"This should put a stop to the thievery at the bank." He thought to himself as he walked down the sidewalk.

Unbeknownst to the guard, in a dark alleyway up ahead, a hideous-looking figure peeked through the nearby building corner and spotted the security guard walking towards his direction.

The guard was walking past the alleyway when suddenly, he heard a loud rustle coming from the large garbage bin.

"What the?" The guard, startled, wondered as he paused before deciding to enter the dark alleyway as his wartime instincts kicked in.

Earl then entered the dark alleyway to check and looked around, unaware that the hideous-looking figure was following him further down into the dark alleyway.

The guard continued to look around, unaware of the figure towering over him from behind.

October 3, 1970

The next morning, Fred and the girls were meeting up at the Malt Shop as they always do every Saturday morning.

"Boy, can you guys believe that we're into our final year at Coolsville Central?" Daphne was saying as Fred sipped his cream soda.

"I know, Daph." Fred smiled. "Time sure flies."

"Indeed." Velma agreed. "Soon, we're going to be heading to university or college."

"Yeah." Fred said. "So what programs have you girls decided on studying?"

"For me, I think I'll go with mechanical or aerospace engineering." Velma said. "In fact, I'll like to work at NASA someday. What about you guys?"

"I'm planning on becoming a mystery writer." Fred said. "Though I've also considered studying law at Big City University."

"That's nice, Freddie." Daphne said. "And I plan to go into journalism."

"Ah, must be a fun, interesting topic." Velma said.

"Yes." Fred said. "Daph's always wanted to be a reporter, especially after Shag and Scooby introduced her to work at the school newspaper as an editor."

"And speaking of Shag and Scooby, where are they?" Velma asked as they noticed that the duo hasn't arrived at the Malt Shop.

"Not sure, though I won't be surprised if they decided to sleep in." Daphne said. "After all, Shaggy had to stay at school late into the evening yesterday to take part in a music meeting and band rehearsals for tonight's dance party."

"Yeah, I suppose we should give them time." Velma said as she consulted her wristwatch.

Fred nodded thoughtfully before reaching over from his seat to pick up the nearby discarded weekend edition of the Coolsville Gazette newspaper.

He scanned a few pages in the paper before saying, "Holy moly, girls. Take a look at this!"

Velma and Daphne both leaned over and looked towards the news article Fred had pointed out.

"'Bank guard attacked in Coolsville East yesterday evening.'" Velma read. "And according to the article, the attack is the latest in a string of strange incidents involving the Union Bank branch at Coolsville East in the past few weeks."

"Strange incidents?" Daphne raised an eyebrow. "What kind of strange incidents?"

"It says that the bank has seen the money deposited in its safe mysteriously vanish without a trace." Fred said. "And there were no sign of any break-ins at all."

"Could that mean that the theft was an inside job?" Daphne asked.

"It's possible." Velma said. "Though another strange occurrence going on at the bank lately is the strange appearance of the Creeper."

"Creeper?" Daphne asked.

"That's right." Velma nodded. "The Creeper is said to be the ghost of an infamous bank robber who died while robbing the site of the Union Bank branch at Coolsville East after he used too much dynamite to blow open the bank's safe. The Creeper is capable of going through doors and walls and may explain the disappearance of the deposited money at the bank without a trace and signs of any break-ins."

"And do you suppose that the Creeper appearance may have something to do with the attack on the bank guard's yesterday evening?" Daphne asked.

"I don't know, girls." Fred said. "But anyways, the bank president Carl Carswell is going to visit the guard at the hospital later today to check on his welfare as he recovers from the attack."

"And speaking of today, I sure can't wait for tonight's dance party." Daphne said.

"Oh yes." Fred said. "I sure wonder what Shag has in store for the band to perform at the dance party?"

"And speaking of Shag, it's 10:45 now." Velma said. "They should be here by now."

Eying the time on her wristwatch, Daphne nodded.

"This isn't like Shaggy and Scooby at all." She said. "Even if they sleep in for the weekend, they're always up by 10:00 and are always here by 10:15. Sleeping in until well after 10:30 is unusual for them, which could also mean that they may got held up by something serious."

"Hmmm...Maybe we should go find them." Fred suggested.

"Good idea, Fred." Velma said. "Let's go."

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