Author's Note: Ok, I was originally going to have this be a 5-piece anthology of one-shots depicting Shaggy hooking up with each of the Grimwood Ghouls while they meet the rest of Mystery Inc. But then, somebody actually requested in a review what I'm about to present to you and I thought "You know what? It may be ludicrous, but I'm going to give this a try!". So, if this story seems a little out-there, I'm sorry for that. But for now, let's crank up the juice and see what shakes loose…

Warning: Story may be borderline ridiculous, so please keep that in mind.

Disclaimer: Ya know, I would own something by now, but with the way I have my bank accounts set up, I have my checking and my savings and all my money's in the savings, so… Yeah, I don't own anything. (I'm running out of clever ways to do these disclaimers…)

BONUS Chapter: …..Ms. Grimwood?

The Mystery Machine was on the road again, its occupants' thoughts on the road trip they're currently on. It seemed like the hundreds of other times, where a bit of traveling would bring the mystery-solving five to some sort of trouble. However, this time, Mystery Inc. appeared to be heading to somewhere a lot less dangerous. At least, that's what three out of the five were confident of. The cowardly other two knew better of the situation, though.

Not that where they were going was outright dangerous, of course. Shaggy and Scooby both knew where they were going and who was waiting for them. No, they were more concerned about what their friends would react to everything. And that was why they were currently informing Fred, Velma, and Daphne of the full truth behind the letter that Shaggy had received just a couple of days ago that led to this trip.

"Wait, so you're telling us that you were a gym teacher? For an all-girls school? For monsters?" Fred asked in a skeptical tone. "You? Mr. Zoinks, Run Away? Somehow, I have a hard time believing that, Shaggy. Sorry."

"Like, yeah, Fred. It happened, during that couple of years where we all went solo. And why is that so unbelievable, like, when we've done things like escape an island full of actual zombies and fought against an actual ghost of an actual witch?" Shaggy countered, huffing in indignation at how Fred isn't taking his word for it.

"Relax, Shaggy. I'm sure Fred only meant that he can't believe that you would actually stick around at such a place. I mean, no offense, but we kinda know how you usually are around monsters and scary stuff…" Daphne gently reassured Shaggy.

"Yeah, Shag. We know you wouldn't lie about these things. So, why'd you stay and work there?" he asked, moving the conversation along.

"Like, mostly because the girls were all quite friendly once I got to know them and Ms. G was an accommodating boss. Quirky, but accommodating. At times, it was even, like, fun." Shaggy answered, smiling at some of the fond memories of the five unique ghouls. For the 50th time since he received Ms. Grimwood's invitation, he wondered how they were, having all fully graduated a year ago…

"Well, that's good to hear, Shaggy. That also must explain why we're all heading over there right now, considering that your letter said something about a new job position that this Grimwood would like you around for." Velma spoke, causing Shaggy to take out the letter in question and look over it again.

"Like, yeah. I'm not sure about taking this job, but a visit wouldn't hurt. It's been a while since I even been in contact. The Ghouls have graduated, but like, it'll be nice to talk with Ms. G again." Shaggy said, his eyes stuck on a particular sentence in the letter about how it, to quote the letter, 'would take great pleasure in having you under my employ again, Coach Rogers'. Something about the phrasing bothered Shaggy, but he couldn't quite figure out what. He was sure it was nothing dangerous. It was only good ol' Ms. Grimwood, after all.

"Yeah, we sure have tough luck keeping in touch with friends, huh? That reminds me, how long's it been since we've seen The Hex Girls?" Fred casually asked, only to get a light slap on the shoulder from Daphne. "Ow, what, Daph?"

The redhead smirked. "Oh, don't pretend like I don't know why you'd like to see Thorn, Dusk, and Luna again. Sigh… At least my man has good taste in women. You did ask ME out, after all."

"Better be careful, Freddy. If Thorn sends us free merchandise again, don't let her know if you get that package first. She might get suspicious." Velma teased, causing Fred to blush lightly as he drove the van.

"Uhh… So, what other things happened while you traveled solo, Shag?" Fred asked, desperate to move on to other topics. "Wait, let me guess. You were turned into a werewolf? No, wait… You somehow inherited a haunted mansion somewhere!"

Shaggy and Scooby looked at each other in stunned silence for a few moments, both wondering how in the world Fred's wild guesses were both correct. "Like…. we'll tell ya some other time, Fred."

After a couple more hours of driving along unpopulated forest roads and eventually passing by a military school, the Mystery Machine finally came to the All-Ghouls school of Shaggy's past. It looked a lot more broken down than Shaggy had briefly described, even though Shaggy commented that it hadn't changed a bit as he left the van. The rotted wooden sign next to the gate was still there, proclaiming the place to be "Miss Grimwood's Finishing School for Ghouls". Also like normal, the weather surrounding the old, haunted manor was particularly dreary, looking at best like it was about to rain.

"Call me odd, man, but coming back here actually feels good. Like, I was so nervous when I first went up to the door. I thought the sign was a joke at the time, but that house, though…" Shaggy mused aloud. It was surreal to the others to see Shaggy and Scooby not quiver in fear around a place that seemed so… forbidding.

"Reah! Real reaky prace!" (Yeah! Real freaky place!) Scooby said in his usual dog-speak as he followed Shaggy, the other three humans trailing behind. The porch creaking loudly as the five stepped upon it, Shaggy rose a hand and knocked loudly on the door. After the fourth knock, unfortunately, the door came right off its hinges, fell inward, and slammed onto the floor.

"Uhh… That'll, like, get her attention…" Shaggy quipped, chuckling nervously. A few moments later, a familiar short woman came down the foyer stairway to see what the noise was about. To her delight, it was the very man she had been waiting for.

"Oh, dear Shaggy Rogers! It's so abysmally wonderful to see you again! And so soon after I sent you my letter regarding my new… job offer for you." Ms. Grimwood said in her sweet, almost motherly tone. She immediately gathered Shaggy up into a hug. Despite her short stature and older age, the hug had quite a lot of force behind it, taking the wind out of the lanky coward as he tried returning the hug and breathing at the same time. After what seemed like a few minutes, even though it was just one, she finally broke the hug and petted Scooby for a few moments.

It was then that she noticed the three unfamiliar people outside her doorway. "Oh! Uh… I didn't expect you to bring friends along, Shaggy. Do you always do this with job interviews in your world now?" Grimwood asked in a sly tone. In her head, she was trying to come up with a backup plan. She had a new position for him alright, but it didn't require an audience.

"No, but like, I thought it'd be nice to show my best friends what I was up to for part of my life. So… I'd like to introduce you to Fred Jones, Daphne Blake, and Velma Dinkley."

"Hey.", "Hello.", and "Hi." were spoken from the three in question. Ms. Grimwood smiled sweetly, her pudgy middle-aged face revealing a few wrinkles.

"That's dreadfully lovely of you, dear. Pleasant to make your acquaintances, young ones. Feel free to make yourselves at home here. I assure you, we'll all have plenty of time to chat and have fun, but I would like to take care of business first. If you'll follow me, Shaggy…" Ms. Grimwood insisted, walking to a doorway and expecting Shaggy to follow, which he did.

"Like, I'm sure this won't take long, guys. Hey, Scoob! Warn them about Matches, would ya?" Shaggy said as he walked.

"Ratches?" Scooby gulped, remembering the short-tempered little dragon. He could only wonder how much the little guy had grown since their time teaching here… "Ruh oh!"

Ms. Grimwood led Shaggy to her office, just as broken as the rest of the building. Her desk seemed like the sturdiest thing about most of the building, much less the office alone. Then again, he figured that it wouldn't do for a headmistress to be unable to store her paperwork and supplies somewhere… The plump little woman took her seat and invited Shaggy to sit on a chair on the opposite side of her desk.

"Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I've decided to officially invite you back here. I understand that you and I had left on, uhh… uncomfortable terms…" Ms. Grimwood started.

"Huh? Oh, right… How we just bolted at the sight of the new students… Uh, like, I'm sorry about that, Ms. G." Shaggy replied, awkwardly scratching the back of his head passively. The older woman merely chuckled.

"Oh, it's quite alright, dear Shaggy. I understand. That particular bunch of students, unfortunately, didn't turn out as spook-tacular as your original class. We lost three teachers because of them… I had a lot of explaining to do… and a lot of expelling. Sibella and the others had to use force when it came to expelling the lizard girl. Quite a punchy temper on that one… So, in hindsight, I'm relieved that you ran." Ms. Grimwood recollected, her mood turning sorrowful at remembering those abysmal few months. But that was then and things had worked out. "Speaking of your star pupils, they're part of the reason I'm offering you this new position."

"Like, really?"

"Yes. As you may know, they graduated last year and, from what I've heard, they all are already on their way to great things. I believe I have you to thank for a great deal of their success here. Since you came, they've all gained great confidence and self-esteem, even little Tanis. Would you like to know what they're up to, by any chance?"

"Sure! I'd love to." Shaggy said, feeling a swell of pride toward his small group of monster friends. Ms. Grimwood make a show of opening a drawer of her desk and pulling out some paperwork. She flipped through them until she found what she wanted.

"Let's see… Winnie returned to her family's pack and, in one of the rare occurrences in werewolf history, became the Alpha Female of it, toppling the previous Alpha Male in combat. Oddly enough, she also proved to be quite a breeder already. Although, I think that had something to do with her taking a liking to the leader she had defeated and claiming him for herself…repeatedly. I must say, that doesn't seem like such a bad consolation prize for losing one's leadership position." Ms. Grimwood grinned, giving Shaggy a wink. The meek man had to chuckle.

"Well, unless Winnie's, like, a total control freak or something…" Shaggy commented, trying to imagine some big bad werewolf at the mercy of a smaller, demanding Winnie.

"Doubtful, but funny thought. Hmm… Tanis got noticed by the monster community's version of an advertising agency and is now on the road to becoming a model. Strange, considering her timid nature… Oh, as well as the fact that her body is covered in bandages. I just hope she isn't being led around by shady characters. Here, have a picture of one of her new ads." the headmistress explained, passing Shaggy a sheet of paper. It was an ad for a line of casual dresses featuring a taller, definitely womanly Tanis. Talk about having a growth spurt!

"Wow! She, like, looks great! I'm happy for her." Shaggy praised.

"As you should be, dear Shaggy. As for Elsa, she's currently trying to prove her worth by trying to enter the scientific community. It seems she's having a bit of a tough time finding a career, but as long as she keeps at it, I'm sure she'll find something worthy of her vast knowledge." Ms. Grimwood explained. The golem girl was usually rare to keep in touch and brief in conversation, so there wasn't much to tell there. Shaggy expressed his hope that Elsa somehow finds success.

Grimwood continued on. "Sibella arrived home to her father's castle to find an odd surprise waiting for her. Apparently, she wasn't an only child. Old Lord Dracula had a few… flings… over the years and there are now others who claimed to be the 'sole' daughter of Dracula. Even now, the newfound stepsisters are trying to get along. As if divine intervention, the young women seemed to find a bond in their annoyance toward their father for cheating on their respective mothers this whole time." (1)

"Zoinks! I'd hate to be that guy." Shaggy nervously chuckled, although a small part of him did remember his own past encounter with the vampire lord involving a certain road race and, in a way, took a little pleasure in his old foe's misfortune.

"And as for dear Phantasma, I have it on good authority that she's been spending some time helping some lonely mortals. Ya know, keeping them company and such. Although… it doesn't surprise me that she may have gotten a little close to a couple of these lone souls. It's good that she found a couple of people to make dreadful music with, don't you think?" The headmistress seemed to have her thoughts elsewhere as she finished her explanation of the looney ghost's happenings, a longing smile on her face.

"I guess so. Like, there's somebody out there for everyone, man." Shaggy agreed, somehow not surprised that the nutty specter was more of a lover than a haunter. What seemed to scare most people a lot of the time, other than her undead state, was her overenthusiasm.

'Speaking of which…' Grimwood thought as she put the paperwork of her brightest students back in the drawer she drew it from. "I suppose we should move on to why you're here before I keep going off-topic, as dreadfully nice as it was to discuss your former class. Ahem… As you know, I was rather impressed with your performance as the school's gym teacher. And the school could do well with a reliable person on staff again. But this time, I do not require a gym teacher."

"Like, really?" Shaggy tilted his head slightly at this.

Ms. Grimwood smiled, finding his puzzled expression to be adorable. "For you, I have in mind something a bit more… hands on, let's say."

"How do you mean, Ms. G?" he asked, wondering why the headmistress was getting up and moving around the desk toward him.

"Well… How shall I put it…? Running a school can be... rather difficult sometimes. I find myself sometimes needing help and support that neither the other teachers I hire on nor my personal staff can provide, even though they do try." She sighed at this point as she stood before him. To Shaggy, she suddenly looked exhausted, as if a mask had just come undone. "Do you know how long I've had this place, Shaggy? ...Can you guess how old I am?" she asked.

"Uhh… Like, how do I even answer that, man?" he asked, knowing that some ladies don't like to be reminded of their age.

"Oh, relax, dear Shaggy. I'm not bothered by the fact that I'm 93. Before you react, though, I figure that's around 50 in a normal human's lifespan. Due to my unique connection to the monster world and their various abilities and varying lifespans, I've come to discover that my own life has been extended. I bet you have already figured out that I'm not exactly normal when you were here last, what with my particular taste in food your kind considers strange or inedible." Ms. Grimwood explained, hoping that Shaggy wouldn't be put off by what she was going to suggest.

"Huh… I guess that, like, makes sense. Sorta like the school itself granting you benefits for your job." Shaggy lightly joked.

Ms. Grimwood snickered. "True point. It just wouldn't do for an old biddy to run the place, now would it? But be that as it may, I do still age… And after a while of doing this, I do feel lonely." she remarked.

"Lonely? What about your octopus butler? Or living hand? Or Matches?" Shaggy asked.

"Yes, they're around and they're good company, but again, they can't provide the kind of help that I feel I need. Sigh… Oh, why is this so dismally difficult?" she suddenly asked, looking perturbed. In her frustration, she took the red bandanna that she usually wore off her head and threw it down to the ground, revealing all of her completely unkempt, messy black hair.

From his sitting position, Shaggy easily bent forward to reach over and pick up the discarded headband. "What's wrong, Ms. G? What kind of help do you need? Umm… I'm, like, not sure what I can do, but…" he trailed off, not sure what to say from there. He never seen his previous employer this flustered before, at least not when there isn't an evil witch bent on brainwashing her students anyway…

"Sigh… I guess I'll be blunt. Shaggy, the horrid truth is that I need a man… I'm LONELY…" she confessed, with a lot of emphasis on that final word. It was then that, like a sack of hammers, the true reason for this meeting hit Shaggy. The lanky man flew out of his seat, causing the chair to fall over backward as he stumbled back from the pent up headmistress.

"WHOA, man! Whoa! Like, lonely as in 'dating' lonely?"

"Not just dating..." Grimwood couldn't keep from making a certain implication, smirking flirtatiously (or what she hoped was flirtatious) at him.

"Lonely as in… 'haven't been laid in decades' lonely…?" Shaggy gulped. In no way, shape, or form did he ever think of Ms. Grimwood in that way. To him, she was just the kind headmistress and a friend. Besides, she was way older than him. Last he checked, that wasn't exactly his fetish…

Ms. Grimwood nodded.

"Uh, ok. I get that. Um…But why me, man? I'll be honest, I don't even like you in that way…" he said, still in a bit of shock about what's going on. He had backed himself up to a wall at this point.

"Oh, of course you don't. You just never gave the thought any consideration… yet." the headmistress replied, giggling at his nervous babbling. She then began to fidget with her cloak, unbuttoning it and letting it fall off her. Shaggy's eyes widened even more. Was she going for what he thought she was going for? Now? So suddenly?!

"But you were my boss. And you're, uh… umm…" He took to looking at the floor. Lord, was this situation awkward. What he wouldn't do for some way out of this.

"Old? Oh, don't you know that women are sometimes like a fine wine?" she asked as she approached the cornered coward. "Besides, you forget where we are and what I deal in, my dear Shaggy. Your kind's standards of beauty doesn't exactly matter here." It was then that she stood just mere inches from him, placing a hand under his chin and lifting his head back up so that he was looking at her middle-aged, flat-nosed, pudgy face. Considering their differing height, she didn't have to tilt it up that much…

"Look, Ms. G., this is really sudden and we barely know each other outside of when I worked here and-"

"And I want to get to know you better. You think I'm 'interviewing' you for a one-time fling? Not my style, despite how this looks right now. I wish you to accept my 'job offer' of vice principal. You help me run the school and keep the students in check during semesters. In return, your every need shall be taken care of, whether it be food, entertainments, or something of a more carnal nature…" At that last part, she took one of his hands and positioned it so that he was giving her a one-armed hug. If only she were taller… She had wanted to place his hand on her ass, but that would've required trying to make him bend over slightly. In any case, he got the message, judging from the fact that his entire face went red.

"Zoinks! Like, seriously, Ms. G. I'm not really seeing how…"

Again he was cut off. "I may be getting old, my dear, but I assure you that my extended life also granted me some… endurance."

He didn't know whether to blush red or feel green…

She continued. "Not to mention, I've always wondered what it'd be like to date someone young and full of life such as yourself. All that running around you do... Your energy must be exceedingly high." she mused in a wistful tone, sounding as though she knows that this may be her only opportunity for such a thing. As if most mortals would give a plain-looking (at best) woman like her a second glance…

Shaggy sighed in resignation. He started to feel a little guilty that the normally kind headmistress couldn't seem to find anyone to date. Granted, some of the reasons for her hard luck with love were kind of obvious. Her age, people's standards, the fact that she ran a monster school… But what was he supposed to do? He was just… wait, what's she doing?

Shaggy's train of thought was derailed when he noticed that the headmistress in question had taken a step or two back and was… lifting her pink dress up?

And with dress hitting floor, there it was… Her body. It was… there. Yep, it was there alright… To be honest, Shaggy had been expecting something worse, considering all that talk about age… What he saw (and had gotten burned into his brain for the rest of his life) was an acquired taste. Her short stature and relatively plump shape gave her an unusual look that would probably deter many.

But Shaggy, even though he still wasn't sure whether dating her was even an idea at all, knew that she was really putting herself out there by showing herself in all her glory. After all, someone like her most likely wouldn't strip for just anyone, even with her pent-up urges… Not to mention, he had his own needs, as the tightening of his pants indicated.

He couldn't believe he was about to do this…

-2 hours later—

"What's taking them so long? Never heard of a job interview going this long?" Fred grumbled, bored. The school's octopus butler had taken the liberty of bringing the guests some snacks. Thankfully for Mystery Inc, the food was normal human food. Not that they needed to know of the kind of food that Grimwood usually has, of course.

"Maybe she's going to hire him on the spot?" Daphne suggested, also bored.

"Even if it were that, it should've been over by now." Velma replied, shooing the living disembodied hand off of her head. The hand was playfully 'dancing' on the nerdy woman's head, clearly also bored.

"And where'd Scooby go anyway?" Daphne asked, noticing that their faithful dog was nowhere to be seen in the fairly large room.

"He said something about some matches and left. Not sure what he meant by that, though." Velma answered, taking another mini-sandwich from the plate that the octopus offered to everyone.

A minute or two later, a door opened and Shaggy stumbled out with Ms. Grimwood following with a more stable gait. The three humans were slightly confused as to why Shaggy clearly looked messed up. His unkempt hair looked even more askew, his shirt ripped in a couple of areas, and if one looked closely enough, his neck was covered in red marks. He had a haunted look in his eyes, yet he seemed to be in a fine enough mood.

"Like, uh, I guess I'm hired, guys. Turns out she needed a vice-principal to, like, help keep matters under control. So… I guess I'm moving here in the fall."

The team was glad that he got himself a job, but they weren't too thrilled about the idea of splitting up again for a block of time.

"Congratulations, Shaggy. It'll be nice to have a little income, especially when we're low on cases." Fred remarked.

"You'll keep in touch more often this time, won't you?" Daphne asked, giving the beatnik a stern look as she remembered the last time Shaggy and Scooby went solo. Shaggy gulped and nodded.

"Not to be nosy, Shaggy, but what happened to you? You're a mess." Velma couldn't contain her curiosity. How could Shaggy get that messed up during a job interview.

"Oh, I'm afraid I'm to blame for that, dearie. Just in case he wanted his old gym position back, I had him prove that he can still do a strenuous workout. Boy, did he ever perform." Ms. Grimwood giggled, turning her head to her younger lover and winking at him so that his friends didn't see it. Shaggy's eyes widened, unsure if her innuendo was too easy to figure out. Then again, he doubted most people would look at the duo and peg them as a couple immediately…

"What'd you have him do? Run an obstacle course full of dangerous hazards?" Daphne asked out of concern, looking over Shaggy again.

"No, nothing that extreme. Although, I do have such an obstacle course for my students. Most monsters are quite a hardy bunch, after all. Human obstacles barely pose a challenge." Ms. Grimwood said as if she were discussing a nice luxury in a vacation spot. Daphne decided to keep quiet, not wanting to know exactly what kind of monster-style hazards the headmistress tested her classes with.

"And you work here again, Shaggy? You're a braver man than we give you credit for." Fred said, mainly as a joke about Shaggy's timid disposition but he was sincere at the same time.

"He's definitely a man, alright…" Ms. Grimwood muttered to herself. Shaggy heard it clearly, but the others couldn't make it out.

"What was that?" Velma asked.

"Nothing, dearie."

A half-hour later, after searching the entirety of the broken down manor of a school, the group finally found the wayward Scooby-Doo in the brush and weed filled clearing behind the school. Much to their surprise (or joy, in Ms. Grimwood's own opinion), the great dane had found Matches the Dragon alright… He also found the older, bigger sister of Matches, who was visiting her fiery baby brother at the time. The female dragon had taken a strange liking to the talking dog and, as much as the angry little brother wanted to fry the dog, he couldn't at the moment. His fire breath would also hit his sister, who Scooby found himself cuddled up with. Clearly, Matches had just walked in on the odd couple…

"Oh, isn't that a beautiful abomination?!" Ms. Grimwood asked the group, overjoyed that she wasn't the only one to find love today. Fred and Daphne were surprised and, after trying to imagine a dog and a dragon getting intimate, slightly disgusted. Velma made a mental note to study how such a mating could even happen. Shaggy, in a way, felt relieved that he wasn't the only one who's love life just went straight toward the bizarre.

-Years later—

Shaggy's new life as the Vice-Principal of the Grimwood School for Ghouls turned out to be an interesting one. Not only did his new wife always find more different ways to get him to get intimate with her, but he eventually managed to overcome his natural cowardice with every semester of new students, some looking more aggressive than others. However, his growing assertiveness could've also be attributed to the fact that he had become a father after his first year of being the headmistress' boyfriend. He had to step up, after all.

Scooby Doo had also stayed at the school, having immediately grown fond of his dragon mate. It wasn't surprising that when Shaggy took him out on a walk, he would also have to take the dragoness out for a walk too. There was even the rare occasion that the dragon would let Shaggy ride on her back as she walked alongside her Scooby.

Naturally, Matches still wanted to burn Scooby to a crisp, being the overprotective family member that he is… But the bigger sister always made sure to put the petulant little dragon in his place every time he tried.

For the most part, that brings things to the present moment as Shaggy and his older lover hid themselves inside a locked janitor's closet, needing a moment alone together despite the current class of students milling about. As Grimwood pulled that pink dress up and over her head, Shaggy immediately grabbed at the body before him, which was slightly fatter than it was when they first hooked up, motherhood having done a number to her. Nonetheless, he ended up developing an appreciation for her type of body, which was a relief to Ms. Grimwood whenever a succubus, siren, or other attractive monsters attended.

"Ooh, Shaggy dear. Ever so eager, aren't we?" Grimwood cooed, planting her lips repeatedly all over his face before crashing her mouth on his. She had proved to be an energetic lover, probably due to the effects of her life being supernaturally extended. (If he thought about it, living with her reminded him of that time years ago where Mystery Inc. ran into that macabre Addams Family… (2) Perhaps she knew of them and their near-invincibility against their deferent forms of self-mutilations?)

"Like, ya know we can't stay in here long. We're bound to be needed for something at some point." Shaggy said, already thinking of a thousand other things he'd rather be doing instead of anything work-related, but he's already doing the top thing on that list. As he caught a whiff of her perfume, which smelled slightly of brimstone for some reason, his mind almost made him take back those words and try to keep her there for the rest of the day. That's the major downside of quickies…

"Well, in that case…" Grimwood chuckled as she gently shoved him down into a sitting position and moved on to the 'meat' of the problem.

Shaggy would've never thought he'd be doing student shenanigans like this at his age and occupation. But he didn't have to worry about getting busted. Not unless his wife wanted to role-play…. But that was another matter. Time to possibly create another future student….

AUTHOR'S NOTE: A relatively short one, but I wasn't really trying to create a deep plot or anything with this one. After all, this is a crack pairing so I was aiming for something that's ridiculous but enjoyable (if you can handle the idea of Shaggy getting with a woman of Grimwood's age, of course). Nonetheless, I've had lots of fun writing this anthology of "What If" Shaggy/Grimwood Ghoul one-shots. I hope that people enjoyed this and that, perhaps, I may have inspired others to write out their own Shaggy/Ghouls fics. Or fics involving the Ghouls in general. A big thanks to everyone for reading!

Reference Footnotes:

1) Making light of the fact that there's at least a few fictional worlds where there's a "sole daughter of Dracula". Sibella's one example. Other examples might be Mavis from Hotel Transylvania and Draculaura from Monster High.

2) "New Scooby-Doo Movies", anyone?