Scooby’s Quest 1: Quest Gang Up

“Come on Shaggy, Scooby!” Fred called. He and the girls were waiting at the entrance to a mansion for the last two members of their group. The two in question came bounding out of the Mystery Machine, each with a small bag of goodies.

“Just a small bag?” Velma eyed them.

“What, there’s, like, got to be a kitchen in this place, right?”

Velma rolled her eyes, “Possibly.”

“Exactly, like, Scooby and I save the bulk of our snacks in case of an emergency,” grinned Shaggy.

“Right,” agreed Scooby, tossing a chip into his mouth. The other three sighed before following the munchers into the science lab.

“Velma Dinkley?”

“Yes, how are you, Dr. Quest?”

Dr. Quest shook Velma’s hand, “Quite well, thank you. Are these the friends you mentioned in your reply?”

“Yes sir, they are. This is Fred, Daphne, Shaggy, and Scooby-Doo.”

“Pleased to meet you all. This is my friend and head of security, Race Bannon, his daughter Jessie, my son Jonny, and my assistant, Hadji.”

“Hi, how do you do?” came the various pleasantries.

“Well, now that introductions are taken care of, I need to run. I hope you don’t mind, but Race and I are working on something important at the moment. Jonny, Jessie, and Hadji will show you around.”

“Not at all, Dr. Quest, good luck on your project,” Velma replied.

“Thank you, talk to you at dinner!” Dr. Quest and Race walked off, leaving the kids to entertain themselves.

“Well, how about we show you to your rooms before we take you on a tour of the place?” suggested Jessie.

“Sure, our bags are still in the van, though,” replied Fred.

“No problem, we can help,” Jonny grinned as he went out the front to help unload. With Jessie’s, Jonny’s, and Hedji’s help, the bags were situated in their rooms quickly.

“So, what would you like to see first?” Hadji asked the gang.

“The kitchen!” Shaggy and Scooby replied eagerly.

“I wouldn’t mind trying out QuestWorld, actually,” offered Fred.

“Wait, why the kitchen?” Hadji asked Shaggy and Scooby.

“Food!” Everyone laughed.

“How about this, we take you through the rest of the house, then leave Shaggy and Scooby in the kitchen while we go check out QuestWorld,” Jonny suggested.

“Are you sure? They’ll eat you out of house and home!”

“As long as they only eat one sandwich each, any more, and they’ll have to do all the housework,” decided Jessie.

Shaggy and Scooby glanced at each other and grinned, “That’s fine by us.”

“What, the one sandwich or the housework?” wondered Jonny.

“The one sandwich.”

“OK, good, cuz we’re not a restaurant, we’re a science lab. Now, let’s show you around.” Jonny and his friends showed the gang around the place, ending with Shaggy and Scooby in the kitchen while the rest went to check out QuestWorld.

“So, who wants to go first? We can do up to four people at a time,” explained Hadji.

“Jess and I will show them around.”

“Well, I’d like to see how the system works.”

“Alright, looks like Daph and I will go into the game, then.”

“Great! Come on,,” said Jessie, leading the way to the four chairs.

“These are the controls, Velma.” Hadji led Velma to a dashboard of buttons, levers, and lights. The two sat down and glanced over the board into the room where Jessie, Jonny, Fred, and Daphne were sitting, each with something like a pair of headphones over their ears.

. Jonny gave the thumbs up, “OK, Hadj, we’re ready to go!”

“Alright, you will be connected in three, two, one!” Visors appeared over their eyes.


“Jeepers, this is amazing!”

“Is it anything like being in Eric’s game?” wondered Velma.

“Not quite, in fact, I’d say this is better.”

“Of course it’s better, you’re not likely to get killed in this.”

“I don’t know about that, Jonny, we’ve come pretty close to getting killed ourselves.”

“But we have an easy escape with Hadji.”

“That is correct, as long as nothing happens to me,” quipped Hadji. Jonny sighed while the others snickered.

“Oh, fine, so it’s probably just as dangerous as that game you got sucked into, but at least you have more control over it.”

“Jonny,” warned Jessie.

“OK, OK, where do you want to go?”

“How about that new mystery game Dr. Quest and Hadji programmed?”

“Uh, are you sure?”

“Yes!” came the unanimous reply.

Hadji laughed, “Very well, Mystery of the Code it is.”

“Mystery of the Code?” asked Velma as Hadji pushed a few buttons.

“Yes, there will be ten scenarios, each based around a group of codes. Dr. Quest thought it would be more interesting if codes were specifically used in a mystery game. It’s a work in progress, but the first two scenarios are completed. Which one do you want to do first, Haunted House or Museum?”

“Let’s do the Haunted House.”

“Sounds fine by me, Jonny. Fred, Daphne, what do you think?”

“Works for me.”

“Same here.”

“Alright, Haunted House simulation starting now.” Exclamations of wonder emitted from the mouths of the players.

“Hadji, you and Dr. Quest outdid yourself on this.”

Hadji chuckled, “Oh, thanks Jessie. We did have some help.”


“Professor Kaufman and Eric Staufer.”

“Jinkies! Professor Kaufman and Eric!”

Hadji nodded, “Yes, at least for these two. Dr. Quest wants to go more into the scientific for the next two.”

Fred’s voice came through a speaker, “So that’s how Dr. Quest knew about us, from the Professor and Eric!”

Jonny’s voice followed, “Yeah, they had talked about your adventures in the Scooby-Doo game when they helped Dad and Hadji with these levels. So when dad picked Velma’s entry as the winner, he went to them to find out more about you.” Hadji pulled up an image on a screen, the four were standing outside a, well, a haunted house.

“And now you’re all here, a day early though.”

“Dr. Quest asked that we come a day early,” Velma informed them through a microphone.

“Really? Why would Dad ask you to come early?”

Velma shrugged, “We don’t know, it didn’t say in his letter, just asked us to come a day early. And we didn’t get a chance to ask him about it when we arrived.”

“Perhaps his project was going to take too long, so he asked you out here early so he could work on that and your project.”

“Who knows, we’ll find out at dinner. Right now, we have a game to play.”

“Right Jessie, let’s get started then.” The four walked into the house, the floorboards creaking under their feet and the doors squeaked open.

“Jeepers! This really looks like a haunted house!”

“Yeah, let’s split up and look for our first code.”

“Right.” Fred and Daphne walked further into the living room, while Jonny and Jessie went to check the kitchen. It wasn’t long before there was a shout.

“I think I have it!” Jonny and Jessie rushed out of the kitchen.

“What is it, Daphne?” She showed them an old letter.

“That’s the secret code?”

“No, but Daphne could be right, the secret code could be hidden in it.”

“That makes sense, several people in the past wrote their messages in letters to hide them from the enemies,” explained Velma.

“So, how do we find the code?”

“Look for anything that doesn’t look right in a letter.”

“Like these lines?”

“Good job, Jessie, that’s probably it!”

Fred placed his finger under the lined letters, “So if we read just those, it says, ‘I have left the treasure for you to find, each clue will be a test of your mind. To begin here is your first clue, look in the hole under the shoe.’”

“The hole under the shoe?”

“A closet?”

“It says the shoe, as in just one,” pointed out Jessie.

Fred shrugged, “Well, let’s start with the closets. Look for one shoe while you’re looking.”

“OK, but . . .”

“Like, help!!!”


“Shaggy, Scooby?”

“What’s going on? Hadji, can we come back to this point?” asked Fred.

“Yes,” replied Hadji, closing down the system, just as an explosion thundered in the distance while Shaggy and Scooby barged into the room.

“Shaggy, Scooby, what happened?” asked Fred. He, Daphne, and Velma rushed to their friends while Jonny, Jessie, and Hadji rushed to another computer screen.

“Th-th-there was a m-m-monster!”

“Reah, a rig one!” Scooby outstretched his arms to show just how big.

Jessie gasped, “You mean, this monster?” The gang rushed to where Jessie sat. A video played on the screen of a giant spider trapping Dr. Quest and Race, and carrying them off.

“No, Dad, Race!”

“Gang, it looks like our next mystery just walked out the door.”


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