It was a dark and stormy day. Though maybe it was a proper way to set the mood when the door was knocked upon from outside. The banging alerted the gang as they all wandered into the main living room to see who was forging through the horrible weather to end up on their doorstep. Offering the man to step inside, he graciously declined as he handed over a sealed letter and asked for a signature. It was to one; Norville Shaggy Rogers and Scoobert Scooby Doo. With the signature received, the man was gladly on his way leaving the note in the rightful owner's hands.

"Well… Aren't you going to open it up?" Daphne asked impatiently as she hovered nearby waiting to hear the contents of the letter. Confused at why he and Scooby had received such a fancy looking letter, he shrugged and turned it over to break the seal. Though it didn't go unnoticed that upon the seal was a bat and the letter 'G'.

A thunder clap rang out as the seal was broken and the contents extracted from the envelope. Since everyone was edging nearby in curiosity, Shaggy spoke the contents of the letter aloud.

"Like' Dear Shaggy and Scooby. I would like to cordially invite you and any guests you would like to bring to the first annual Reunion for Miss Grimwoods Finishing School." Pausing, Shaggy shot a look over at Scooby and gave a small laugh.

"Man it's been like ages since I heard from the girls. I wonder how they all have been."

"Rah rah!" Scooby added enthusiastically. The rest of the gang seemed confused.

"Finishing School?" Fred asked with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't remember ever going to a finishing school for a mystery. And why was it only addressed to Shaggy and Scooby if that was the case?

"Yeah. Me Scoob and Scrappy went there when we guys took a break from mysteries a while back. Remember when I was traveling around for a while? We got a job as a sporting coach to this All Girls School called Miss Grimwoods. It sure was an interesting place!"

"Rah, Rear'y rice rirl's r'ere!" The Dane added with an almost wistful look on his face as he remembered fond memories at the school.

"Well, does it say when the Reunion is supposed to take place?" Velma asked, wondering how much time they had to get there. Shaggy picked up the letter and skimmed the rest of the letter over.

"Yeah." He said with a nod. "We have 'like a week or so to get there. It shouldn't take too long if we get ready soon."

"Alright gang, then let's get our stuff together, we have a reunion on our hands." Fred chirped cheerfully in the usual tone he took when leading their mysteries. Velma stifled a chuckle while Daphne shook her head.

"What?" Fred asked with a slight grin to his face. Shaking her head, Daphne was the first to start packing, with the others following right behind.

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With all the practice over the years, it took little time for everyone to get packed and ready. Though Daphne had started first, she was the last to finish due to an argument with her own wardrobe about which outfit was proper for a reunion dinner.

The only stop they had made beyond getting gas was when they had almost reached their destination. The area was becoming wooded and less civilized, so Shaggy made a motion to stop at the local convenience store and gather some supplies before they continued the last stretch of their travels and rest a bit before heading out again. As the girls freshened up and Fred stretched his legs from driving, Shaggy disappeared while Scooby went inside to buy some more food. A short while later he returned with a bundle of supplies, and sitting on top was a heaping helping of Red Hots.

"Raggy…. Raggy…" Scooby called out, expecting his lanky companion to assist him in the proper packing of all the goodies he had gotten.

"Coming Scoob." Shaggy responded as he came out of the store as well. He apparently had decided to get changed for the reunion and instead of his trademark green shirt and brown pants, he was instead wearing a red shirt similar to his normal wear and blue jeans.

"Whoa… That brings back memories. Maybe I should have brought my jumper…" Daphne commented as she and Velma came back. She looked him up and down and nodded with her approvingly. Fred and Velma looked at each other and shrugged, not getting the connection.

"Like, we better get a move on guys." Shaggy remarked as he squinted off in the distance.

"I think it looks like a storm is rolling in. Come on gang, let's get rolling."

With the food all ready and packed, they all piled in and pulled out of the cozy rest stop. It didn't take long for Shaggy's predicted rainstorm to come barreling in on them. It was coming down in buckets, and the Mystery Machine's windshield wiper struggled to keep up with the rain to provide a clear view. As they plodded along, curiosity got the better of them and Fred was the first to ask questions.

"So Shaggy, what was it like working at Grimwoods?"

"It was scary at first." He gave a laugh. "But then most things are. But we were coaching the girls to get into shape for this big annual Volleyball match they had against the Calloway Cadets…."

"Calloway Cadets?" Velma pipped in from the front seat, looking over as Shaggy continued.

"Yep, they are a Military School nearby that challenges the Grimwood girls to a game once a year. Come to think of it, it's about that time of year now. I wonder if they girls won this year…" Shaggy pondered, hoping the girls who attended the school now were doing well, and also wondering how his girls were too.

"So what did you teach them?" Daphne questioned the duo.

"R'ell. Running, r'allet…" Scooby started to count off on his fingers when he got interrupted.

"Ballet? Like tutu's and the like?" Daphne sounded shocked. Shaggy had worn some strange costumes over the years, but it was hard to picture him romping around in a Tutu.

Shaggy brought up his hands with a sign of helplessness, "It was SO not my idea, it was the headmistress who enforced it." Scooby nodded in agreement. The Headmistress was a fine lady, but she had a way of making sure things got done how she liked, not to mention she had a firm left hand as well.

"Hey Gang, it looks like we are here!" Fred announced from the drivers seat. Before him was a set of polished gates that led to the school, which loomed off in the distance, looking impressive. It seemed like a pretty ritzy place, but all finishing schools should look like that.

"Oh, like that's not the school, that's Calloway's Military School; Grimwood's is next door." Shaggy said simply.

As if on cue, lightning flashed illuminating the tattered looking school. The walls that lined the outside of the school were broken in sections to reveal the brickwork under the aged coating, wrought-iron bars guarded the front gate, and stood closed before them. A wooden sign that seemed very old sat upon one side. It read:

"Miss Grimwoods Finishing School for Ghouls…"

There was a short pause from Fred. "Ghouls? Isn't that supposed to say 'girls'?" He looked over at Shaggy, desperate for an answer.

"Yep. Ghouls. Though the ghouls are girls." The way Shaggy said it so matter of factly, set the rest of the gang into a tizzy. And the oddest part was the anxious and almost excited look Shaggy and Scooby had on their faces. Why weren't they scared like every other time?

"R'ell… Rike rhat r'are rou r'aiting ror? Rets go." Scooby nodded toward the gates. Fred was about to add a baffled protest when the gates creaked open on their own accord. The normally calm Fred grew wide eyed and gave the bewildered Velma a look before he brought his attention back to the road and advanced into the estate of the school.

"Like' Welcome to Grimwood's School for Girls Gang!" He announced cheerfully.