Scooby-Doo and the Legend of Loon Lake

Scooby-Doo and the Legend of Loon Lake

By Joe Shaboo

(It was 4:30 in the morning when the phone rang in my apartment in NYC. An old friend called to tell me he met the Publisher of Golden Books at a bar and that I needed to come over "right now." This eventually led to a working relationship with an executive who asked me to write either Bob The Builder books, Pokemon Books or Scooby-Doo books. I chose Scooby-Doo and this is one example of my earlier attempt at writing in the Scooby kind of way. Circa 1998.

PAGES 1&2

Scooby and the gang rode the mystery machine to Loon Lake.

They all enjoyed some marshmallows before doing a little detective work.

“Like, these marshmallows are Scooby-licious! Look at Scoobs! He loves ‘em!”

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PAGES 3&4

“Shaggy, we didn’t come to Loon Lake only to eat marshmallows,” said Fred.

“Oh, no? Then, like, why are we here?”

“Somebody or something is haunting Loon Lake.”

“Like, YIKES! Couldn’t we just have a marshmallow eating contest?”

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PAGES 5&6

Just then, there was a big flash in the fire and an old Indian Chief appeared next to Velma.

“You must all leave at once. This is my tribe’s burial ground.”

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PAGES 7&8

“Like, I agree with you, Mr. Indian. Let’s grab our marshmallows and get out of here!”

 “Hold on, Shags,” said Velma.

“I read some books at the local library and learned that Indians never lived near Loon Lake.

That means there can be no Indian burial ground here.”

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PAGES 9&10

“So, who’s the imposter?” Fred asked.

“We’ll soon find out,” and Daphne pulled off the mask.

“It’s Mr. Ampers. The man at the information booth!”

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PAGE 11

“Why are you trying to scare people, Mr. Ampers?” asked Daphne..

“If I scared the tourists away I could buy this land and build houses.

And if it wasn’t for you pesky kids my plan would have worked.”

“Rip Rip Rooray!” said Scooby -Doo as another mystery was solved.