Soon enough, the day of the race. Practically the wholeness town was shut down for the big event. Alan was in the pits with Debbie and Tinker, while the rest of the Chan siblings were in the audience. Just then, the announcers' images came up on the Jumbotron, looking all excited and hammy.

"Hello specters!" shouted the first announcer. "And welcome to 36th annual, Honolulu 500 Indy! Sponsored by Barbera Biscuits! Mmmm...they're flaky! I'm Reginald Livingston Segal, here with my good friend, Bob!"

"Pleasure for me to be here, everyone." said Bob. "Cause I can hardly contain my excitement! So much, that I won't even get up to go to the bathroom!"

"And now for the racers." Reginald announced as all attention was turned to the racers participating in the race.

A long, purple car then arrived carrying a man and his dog.

"First up, we have Dick Dastardly and his dog, Muttely in their Mean Machine..." said Reginald.

Then, came a pink car containing a beautiful blonde woman.

Reginald continued. "Next, we have Penelope Pitstop in her Compant Pussycat..."

The men all cheered for Penelope as she blew kisses to the audience.

"Gee, she is one tall drink of water." Bob whistled.

"You don't say." Reginald said.

Bob continued for Reginald. "And here comes Peter Perfect in his Turbo Terrific!"

Just then, a very hunky guy in a red and yellow race car came to the starting line and everyone started cheering for him.

"That hotheaded hunk always get everything..." Dastardly mumbled.

Muttely snickered at his master's snarky comment.

Dec 11"Not that I'm surprised." Dastardly added. "If he gets everything, I'm sure he wouldn't mind what we're about to give him next during the race."

Muttely snickered once again in agreement.

Dec 11Bob continued. "Next up we have, the Gruesome Twosome in their Creepy Coupe."

Just then, a really big green man with a mop top who looked like an ogre, and a small blue man who looked like some kind of bat man drove to the starting line in a dark-looking car.

"Pleasure to be here." said Tiny.

"Yes, so wonderful it's scary!" Bella added.

"Wow, those costumes look so realistic, Bob." said Reginald. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that was a real vampire and ogre."

"I know." added Bob. "Pretty weird."

"Anyways, now let's see who's next..." Reginald said as he flipped through the list of racers.

He muttered to himself as he read the list, and finally got the names.

"Our next racer up, is Ivan Quincy 'I.Q' Ickly in his Graviton 3000!" said Reginald. "This child may be only eight years old, but he has a genius I.Q that would give Steve Jobs a run for his money."

A hovering, futuristic-looking car arrived at the starting line, with a little boy and a man inside of it.

"Hello everyone!" said I.Q. "I may be a boy genius, but I'm still too young to drive, so my mom is driving it for me."

"Ivan, you got something on your face." said I.Q's mom. "Let mama get that for you..."

I.Q's mom licked her thumb and started cleaning I.Q's face.

"There." She smiled. "That's better."

"Mom, I told you! Not in public!" I.Q grunted.

Muttely snickered at I.Q's embarrassing moment.

"Now that's embarrassing." Dastardly said.

Reginald continued. "And finally, we have our newcomers...Mark Edwards and his dune buggy, Speedy!"

Mark drove to the starting line inside of Speedy, alongside the racers.

Dastardly started laughing at Speedy and Mark. "Look at that dinky little car, Muttely! I thought this was a race car competition, not a soap box derby!"

Muttely snickered again.

"Looks like we've got this in the bag, Muttely." Dastardly said. "That is, once we took care of the other racers excluding that dinky little car!"

Muttely snickered in agreement.

"Now we move on to the traditional lighting of the torch, by the founder of the race and this stadium, Mr. Phillip Carson!" announced Reginald.

The audience cheered with gusto. Just then, an elderly man with a walker and holding a torch in his hand enteted the stadium. It was Mr. Carson himself. He started making his way towards the lighting cup, very slowly. There was some cricket noises as the racers waited for the old man to make his way to the lighting cap.

"And there he is, Phillip Carson making his way right towards the cup..." said Reginald.

Carson kept walking to the cup, very, very slowly.

"Any day now..." sighed Bob.

There was a yawn from the audience.

Some time had passed later, and Mr. Carson still wasn't even getting close to the lighting cup. Everyone in the stadium was either bored, annoyed, or falling asleep.

"Alright, that's it!" Bob said as he banged his fist.

Bob ran down to Mr. Carson, picked him up, and carried him all the way to the lighting cup, where he lit the torch.

"The torch is lit, let the race begin!" he said quickly.

"About time." Stanley remarked from the audience stand as Henry snored.

"Alright racers, start your engines!" said the announcer, Brick Crashman.

All the racers, at Crashman's command, started their engines.

"Racers, this'll be a 500 lap race, so make sure your pit crew is prepared." said Crashman.

At the remark, the camera zoomed over to the pit crew for each of the racers.

Peter's pit crew was a bunch of macho guys, Dastardly and Muttely's pit crew consisted of men from their flying ace days, Penelope's crew consisted of seven little guys, the Grusesome Twosome's crew consisted of monsters, I.Q'a crew consisted of robots, and of course, Speedy's crew consisted of Alan, Debbie, and Tinker.

"500 lap race." Alan said. "What's that?"

"Well Alan, it means that they will have to drive around the racetrack five hundred times and the person who crosses the 500th lap first, is the winner." Debbie explained.

"But what if something happens to their cars?" asked Alan.

"That's where we come in." Debbie continued. "Every now and then, the cars will have to come here to get themselves fixed just in case their tires break down or run out of fuel."

"Okay, then." Alan nodded.

"Gee, I sure hope we can get Speedy back out there fast." Tinker said as he looked at the other pit crews. "Those guys look pretty tough. Especially those monsters over there."

"They're costumes are rather convincing, though." Debbie remarked.

"Anyways, now for the race." Crashman announced. "Racers, you all start once the signal lights turned green."

The camera then zoomed to the signal light, which is currently at red.

The racers then started their engines when the light turned to yellow.

"We're going to beat you over that finish line, you bumbling buffoons." said Dastardly.

"Now now Dastardly..." said Peter. "All's fair in love and war."

"Yeah, sure." Dastardly muttered as Muttely snickered.

"Now remember to stay in your seatbelt snookums." I.Q's mother told her son. "Mommy doesn't want her little angel to get hurt."

"Yes mother..." I.Q sighed.

"Oh I'm racing with my little boy is in the Honolulu 500." I.Q's mother cooed as she started kissing her son, much to his embarrassment.

"Mom!" I.Q. sighed.

"Tiny, this race is going to be so easy, that it's scary." Bela told Tiny.

"Duh, right Bela." Tiny chuckled.

"You think Mark's ready for this?" Tinker asked Debbie.

"I sure hope so..." said Debbie. "I mean, we made it this far..."

Crashman raised his flag as the light was about to change. "Get set..."

Just then, the light turned green.

"GO!" shouted Crashman.

The racers then set off, leaving a huge cloud of dust and noxious fumes behind them.

"YEEEEEEEEE-HAA!" One of the racers exclaimed in the takeoff.

"And they're off!" said Reginald. "These racers are driving with such determination to bring home the trophy!"

Everyone in the audience stands looks on as the screen began showing the progression of the race.

"Boy Stanley, this sure is one heck of a race!" Henry said to Stanley in the audience.

"Yeah, but those guys look like some tough competition." Stanley remarked as looked at the screen.

"Don't be silly Stanley." said Scooter. "Alan is sure to win!"

"We'll just have to wait and see." Henry said.

It was quite a fierce competition; everybody tried to get in each other's way and show off their amazing motor skills. However, Dastardly was constantly bumping the racers so he could get in first place and emerge from Peter's (and everyone else's) shadow.

"Out of my way!" Dastardly exclaimed. "Emergency vehicle coming through!"

Muttely snickered once again at the remark.

Dastardly then purposely bumped his Mean Machine into the Turbo Terrific, which started spinning out of control and into the other cars.

"Yaahhhh!" Peter shouted as he tried to control his car.

The Turbo Terrific started to spin right into the AstroTurf off the track.

"Oh no you don't, Dickie!" Peter said as he got back onto the track.

"Time to give you a dose of your own medicine." He thought to himself as he watched the Mean Machine trying to run more racers off the track.

Peter then bumped right into the Mean Machine, right before it could knock the Compact Pussycat down, sending it spinning right into an RV behind the fence of the AstroTurf, where several fans were tailgating.

"Dear! Drat'! And double frat!" Dastardly shouted as the Mean Machine crashed into the tailgating section of the stadium.

He then tried to back the car out, only to find it wedged in the wall and unable to move.

"That'll teach ya!" Peter thought as he watched the Mean Machine struggle to break free from the wall to no avail.

"Muttely, this is all your fault!" Dastardly shouted as he bonked his dog on the head.

Muttely growled and grumbled as he rubbed his head.

"Oh, it looks like the Mean Machine is in trouble." Bob remarked.

"Correct you are, Bob!" said Reginald. "And look, here comes the tow truck right now."

The tow truck then picked up the Mean Machine and towed it to get fixed.

"Hopefully, that Mean Machine will be fixed in time, because the cars are going right into the pit." said Reginald.

The racers all went into the pits to get themselves fixed up, so they wouldn't have an accident like Dastardly and Muttely did.

"Hey shorty!" One of Dastardly's pit crewmen exclaimed when they spotted Alan. "I'd bet that you're slow enough that you'll be tired before long! Get it?"

The rest of Dastardly's pit crew then burst out laughing at the pun while Mark drove Speed Buggy to the pits.

"Don't listen to them Alan, they're just trying to provoke you." Debbie assured him.

"I don't even know what 'tired' means." Alan shrugged, not really getting the joke.

"Just don't mind them." said Debbie. "Come on, we gotta get Speedy fixed up!"

"Right!" Alan nodded.

The pit crews then got to work on the cars.

In the period of the fix-up, Alan surprised everyone with his precise and rapid hand movements. It didn't take long before Speed Buggy was back onto the road.

Dastardly's pit crew, who were still working on the Mean Machine, looked on in shock as Speed Buggy took off again, and all of them simultaneously dropped their tools with their mouths wide open.

"My, my." Bob remarked as they watched Speed Buggy entering the racetrack again. "That's gotta be the fastest pit stop I've ever seen."

"Right you are, Bob." said Reginald. "It was so fast, I didn't see what was going on!"

"Hooray!" The Chan Clan cheered in the audience.

At that same time, the other pit crews kept working on their respective cars.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" I.Q told his robots. "I gotta get back out there! Come on!"

"Ivan..." his mother waved his finger at him. "Be patient..."

"But why can't they be as fast as that one?" I.Q asked as he gestured towards Speed Buggy's pit crew.

At that same time, Dastardly's our crew had finished filling up the Mean Machine with gas.

"You need tires now, come on." the pit crew chief said as he carried a tire to the car.

"No, no tires! Just gas!" Dastardly said before zooming back onto the track.

"YOU NEED TIRES YOU IDIOT!" the chief angrily shouted.

"Wow, looks like the Mean Machine is in serious rush." Reginald remarked. "They didn't even have time to put tires onto the car."

"Indeed." Bob nodded. "You know, I don't think this is going to end well for the Mean Machine."

The rest of the pit crews had finished repairing the cars, and they went back into the race. It didn't take long before the racers were in the final lap of the race, where things became more intense.

"Well folks, it looks like things are getting intense in this final lap." said Reginald. "And it appears that Dastardly is in the lead. Could it be for the first time, he's actually going to win?"

"Muttely, I'm in the lead! I'm in the lead!" Dastardly cackled.

Muttely growled and bit Dastardly on the arm.

"Okay, WE are in the lead!" Dastardly corrected himself.

Muttely snickered in agreement, but the celebration was short-lived as Speed Buggy started gaining ground in close second.

"Oh no!" Dastardly gasped as he looked through his mirrors. "That beguile buggy is gaining on us! Full speed ahead!"

Muttely stepped on the gas pedals and the Mean Machine started going faster and closer to the finish.

"Checkered flag, here we come!" Dastardly grinned.

Just then, there was a large bursting sound, which caused the Mean Machine to slow down.

"Oh no!" Bob gasped. "Dastardly has blown a tire!"

"And with only one turn to go!" Reginald added. "Can he make it?"

"YOU FOOL!" Dastardly's pit crew chief angrily shouted as he knocked down a stack of tires.

Taking advantage of Dastardly's dramatic slowing down, Speed Buggy zoomed ahead and soon overtook him.

"Curses!" Dastardly exclaimed as he saw Speed Buggy ahead of them.

"Mom! Dastardly has blown a tire! Accelerate the car!" I.Q told his mother.

Mrs. Ickly set the Gravitron to "TURBO" and zoomed right towards Speed Buggy and the Mean Machine.

"I.Q and Speedy are coming up fast!" Bob exclaimed.

Soon, the Turbo Terrific and the Creepy Coupe overtook the Mean Machine.

"No!" Dastardly shouted. "Muttely! Do something!"

Muttely got out of the car, held up the car by its back, and started pushing the Mean Machine towards the finish line.

However, by that point, Speed Buggy and the Gravitron were neck in neck as they fast approach the finish line.

"Muttely! Speed up!" Dastardly shouted. "Or no biscuits for a month!"

Upon hearing this, Muttely gasped and started running like a cheetah, quickly catching up to the Gravitron and Speed Buggy, leaving all three of them, neck-to-neck-to-neck. As soon as they reached the finish line, they all crossed it at the same time, rendering the victory unknown.

"Holy Toledo!" Bob exclaimed. "Looks like it's too close to call!"

"The most spectacular finish in racing history, and we don't even know who won!" Reginald added.

"Looks like we're going to have to wait for the photo at the finishing line to be produced." Bob said.

"While we are processing that, let's go to victory lane and see how our three potential champions are doing." said Reginald.

The camera then zoomed to the three victors.

"We're here live in Victory Lane, waiting for the results." said the reporter, Zelda Washington before turning to Dastardly. "Mr. Dastardly, that was quite a risky move not taking tires during your pit stop. What're your comments?"

"I've won, plain and simple." Dastardly said. "The other two just managed to bump me out of the track, only for me to make a last-minute surge, which also means that there wasn't a need for me to take tires at my pit stop."

"I see..." she nodded, before turning to I.Q and his mom. "And Mr. Ickly, what about you? Any comments?"

I.Q opened his mouth, but Mrs. Ickly spoke first, "Dont be shy, Ivan! Tell her how you felt. He was more scared than a turkey on Thanksgiving, Zelda."

I.Q groaned and covered his face in embarrassment. "Mom...No need to embarrass me like that."

"What's to be embarrassed of?" asked Mrs. Ickly. "I'm just trying to spend time with my sweet baby boy."

Mrs. Ickly started kissing her son like crazy.

"Cute little moment." Zelda chuckled, before turning to Mark, Speedy, and their pit crew. "So Mr. Edwards, how does it feel to be in this position right now?"

"It sure feels great." Mark said.

"Of course, we couldn't have done it without Alan and his amazing mechanical skills." Tinker added.

"Oh, yes, that was amazingly fast, I have to say." Zelda said as she turned to Alan. "How did you do it?"

"I dunno." Alan shrugged. "I guess I have been practicing for a while and it paid off."

"I see." Zelda nodded. "Glad to hear."

"Thanks." Alan smiled.

"I'm just happy to be here, Zelda." Mark added.

"That was a very modest, Mark Edwards: coming to you live from Victory Lane!" Zelda told the cameras.

As soon as Zelda left, Dastardly and his crew went over to the Speed Bugs.

"Hey! Edwards!" he said to Mark. "That was some very nice racing out there...BY ME!"

Dastardly, Muttely, and their pit crew started laughing at Dastardly's gloat.

"I'm not surprised." Mark folded his arms. "You sure did well, huh?"

Before Dastardly could respond, Bob announced, "The photos have been developed and the judges are closely examining them now."

"That's your cue." Debbie said to Mark. "You'd better join Dastardly and I.Q onstage right now!"

"Right!" Mark nodded as got onto the stage.

The judges then went to the two announcers after coming to a conclusion.

"The results are in folks!" Reginald announced as he prepared the photograph. "The winner is..."

He then flipping the photograph and showed it towards the camera, and there was a gasp from the audience stand.

"...there is none!" said Reginald. "It's a three-way tie after all!"

"What?" said Dastardly, Mark, and I.Q.

"That's right." Reginald nodded. "A three way tie! Race officials have decided that a tiebreaker between these guys will be held next week!"

"Looks like we're going to have to prepare for another race afterall." Tinker remarked.

"Good excuse to perfect my motor skills." Alan remarked.

The Chan siblings and the Speed Bugs went to the pizzeria to celebrate their almost victory.

"Cheers to Alan." Henry said.

"And Speedy!" added Tinker. "Hip hip hooray!"

"Hip hip hooray!" Everybody shouted as they clinked their glasses together.

THE END

Author's Note:

Stay tuned for when the Chan Clan and the Speed Bugs compete in the tiebreaker round in the next season! In the meantime, it's the end of season one, and time to do season two!

In the premiere, we will kickstart with the Scooby and Jabber gangs as they meet for the first time! Stay tuned!