A/N: This story is dedicated to a good friend of mine: Sonic Thunder Saiyan Turtle. I hope this comes out decently, sorry about the rough first chapter, but if you know the movie this is based on like I do, it'll be a little worth it. I just hope this doesn't turn out like The Fairly OddParents episode: It's a Wishful Life.

For one Scrappy-Doo, it was just another day in the city, working at Cartoon Cartoon Studios. He sighed as he was left out from another project, but that wasn't the only problem he really had. He was pretty much virtually hated by everybody in the universe, or at least that's how he felt. They viewed him as worthless, annoying, and just an irritable little piece of dirt. Since he first debuted in 1979 to help keep his Uncle Scooby's franchise fresh, he was met with mostly negative reception.

He couldn't help it that he was annoying or tedious, he was just a little puppy after all. A kid, if you will. Sometimes he just wondered what it would be like if he was never born/created. Some people viewed him as a huge mistake that should have never been around. He sat outside the studio doors as he felt like this was the biggest low-point of his life, though he had his share of movies and spin-offs that no one really seemed to be interested in. Some even heard about him having his own show: Scrappy & Yabba-Doo, would be just awful based on the fact he was one of the main stars rather than the more popular Scooby or Mystery Inc.

He had been the butt of many jokes, especially in the 2002 live-action movie where he was forced to be written as the villain and the gang abandoned him in the middle of nowhere. He was the butt of some jokes with copycats of him just to become a parody, such as a one-time joke of Ace the Bathound having his own nephew when the creation called Bat-Mite tried to ruin Batman: Brave and the Bold after season 3 for jumping the shark in a metaphorical sense. Scrappy was even ignored in his home of Cartoon Network City where barely anyone acknowledged him or felt sorry for him.

"Scram, mutt!" Tudrussel glared as he opened the door on the Great Dane puppy before he saw who it was. "Oh! Sorry, Scrappy."

"No problem," Scrappy replied to the big man (at least he actually apologized) as he stood up and dusted himself clean. "My fault. Eustace." he then greeted the grumpy old farmer who came inside with Courage.

"Scrap." Eustace waved a bit as he walked inside with Ed behind him while Courage joined them.

"Oh, you work here?" Professor Utonium asked Scrappy as he came out of the studio with his three little girls: The Powerpuff Girls. "Uh... Um..." he then stammered as he forgot the puppy's name.

That seemed to be the last straw.

"SCRAPPY!" The puppy glared sharply. "Yeah! For a while now! I've been busting my hump at this network for years! I mean, who do ya think's been keeping the Network fresh after all this time?"

Bubbles watched Scrappy as she looked a bit intrigued of what he had to say... Then again, he was a puppy, so maybe she was more attracted to him because he was a little puppy dog and nothing else. Shaggy came to go inside next, but he then noticed Scrappy and backed away a bit nervously.

"But do I get the same treatment as them?" Scrappy continued to rant with a huff as Cow, Chicken, Otto Osworth, and Dee Dee came to go inside, seeming to ignore him while Bubbles just floated there. "Not even close!" he then saw Bubbles gawking at him. "Can I HELP YOU?!"

"Whoa! Easy there, Scooby." Johnny told the puppy as that made Bubbles fly away.

"MY NAME IS SCRAPPY!" The puppy glared as Muriel, Johnny Bravo, Mojo Jojo, and Dexter's mom surrounded him. "AND I'VE BEEN HERE LONGER THAN ALL OF YOU!" he then pointed at the various Cartoon Cartoons who stared at him. "Longer than you, you, you, you, you, you, and YOU!" his voice then echoed with great intensity.

"Whoa, Mama..." Johnny winced as Dexter's dad grabbed his shoulder in concern.

The others soon walked away as Scrappy was having a very bad day.

"The way I see it, there's too many Cartoon Cartoons!" Scrappy complained as HIM and The Red Guy passed by. "They're the Kings and Queens of this Network! AND THEY KNOW IT! They put in the hours to the late nights! Where's MY key to the castle?!"

"You are here today, Scrappy?" Dexter smirked as he approached the Great Dane puppy.

"You are a genius, how'd you figure that out?" Scrappy glared at the boy genius.

Dexter then suddenly cried from that and ran inside, reduced to tears.

"Cartoon Network: the best place for cartoons, huh?" A voice asked.

"Not for me! Not for me, man!" Scrappy glared as he shook his fist before looking around. "Huh? Who said that?"

The voice seemed to go away.

Scrappy heaved a sharp sigh as he seemed to drive another person away. "It figures... Nobody likes me..." he said emotionally. "I was added just to keep Uncle Scooby's show fresh when it was running out of ideas and getting old after a while, especially since it helped inspire shows like that stupid Goober and the Ghost Chasers!" he then huffed a bit. "How was that show nominated for so many Fancy Anvil Awards anyway?! I swear, that award show was just rigged with Dexter's Laboratory!" he then walked off a bit firmly down the streets to go do something useful.

Eventually, it started to get dark as Scrappy wondered what to do. He soon looked up as he found a diner that was called Hadji's which was a bit of a bar for sidekicks. He shrugged as he decided to go inside to clear his mind and maybe have a little drink and something to eat as he felt lower than low. He felt like dirt which was fitting since that's how nearly the whole universe viewed him. He was even snubbed out of a 20th Anniversary group photo.

Like it was bad enough when Bugs Bunny told everybody to think of their favorite Daffy Duck cartoon which made everybody groan and complain, some even threw up at the idea of liking Daffy, then he told them to think of one of theirs so that they would smile. It's not like everybody hates Daffy, he had his fans, though Scrappy felt like he had no fans. He thought maybe a visit to Hadji's would help out.

Over there, people had been called second bananas, they've been called straight-men, but most agree that one name really says it all: SIDEKICKS. Scrappy wasn't sure what he was, but he just walked around and saw a table that had Barney Rubble, Robin the Boy Wonder, Boo Boo Bear, Morocco Mole, and Cow's brother: Chicken. Did he even count as a sidekick? Robin even encouraged the others to remember how Porky Pig used to be a sidekick before he made it big on The Looney Tunes Show. Scrappy just shrugged and helped himself to the bar stool.

"What can I get you?" A girl by the name of Brenda Chance asked him.

"Uh, I guess a glass of milk," Scrappy shrugged before he took out a quarter. "I'm not that hungry."

"Sure," Brenda nodded as she accepted the quarter and decided to go get him a glass of milk. "No problem."

Scrappy sighed as he wiped his eyes as he began to feel them itching while his heart felt shattered into pieces: like his hopes for a future in his uncle's series. "Man, my life's such a bummer..." he sulked to himself. "It's not like it could get any worse... Sometimes I wish I was never born!" he then said, though his voice seemed to echo a bit as he sulked, his eyes feeling heavy before he shut them and a tear rolled down his left cheek.

Eventually, Scrappy was given the milk. He decided to take it to-go and soon went to go home. The question was though, what home? He trudged a bit as he walked down the streets of the big city and felt very depressed and miserable for a puppy his age. His home was a cardboard box in the deep, dark alley. He sipped his milk before spitting it out as even that didn't seem to go his way.

"Ugh! Soy almond milk?!" Scrappy complained. "Who would drink that?!" he then groaned before he soon sniffled and lay down in the box before sniffling as he began to drift off into a deep sleep as he cried himself to sleep that night. Little did he know though, a certain wish of his was about to come true.