"I can't believe all this!" said Daphne. "And without our videotape, no one else will either. I got nothing for my show."
"Yeah," said Sibella. "And the police will never believe this story, either."
"Don't be so sure," said Beau. He took out his wallet and reveals his identity. "I'm Detective Beau Neville. I have been working undercover investigating the island disappearances."
"Jinkies," said Velma. "So that's why you're digging around!"
"Yes, ma'am," said Beau. “Just trying to dig up evidence."
Beau sighs disappointingly.
"Not positive my superiors will buy this story, though."
Beau picks up Simone's necklace. Daphne bends her knees down.
“Beau, um, detective Neville.” She says. “Have you ever been on TV?”
Winnie had been standing there, staring into space for a while, the other girls get concerned and go check on her.
“Winnie? Are you alright…?” Sibella asks. Just then Winnie smiles and tears stream down her face.
“Yeah…never better…” She says. She then falls to her hands and knees. “It’s over… It’s finally over…” She says between soft sobs.
After having a very long night being chased by zombies and almost got their lifeforces drained by evil were-cats, they spent the night at the house until early morning.
“You know, Fred.” Says Daphne. “With all the zombies and cat creatures gone, this is a pretty romantic spot.”
“Yeah.” Fred agrees.
Beau and Velma get on the ferry while the Boo Brothers fly on.
“The Bayou casts a spell all its own. “Says Beau.” And no matter how hard to try to solve its mysteries, it always keeps something hidden.”
“Oh, that was beautiful, Detective Neville.” Velma says. “There’s a bit of a poet in you.”
“I don’t know about that, ma’am.” Says Beau. “But I would like to write detective stories someday.”
“Jinkies!” Exclaims Velma. “I’ve always been crazy about a good detective! Story, that is. I even own my own mystery book store."
“No kidding?” Beau asks.
On their way, Shaggy drives the Mystery Machine, he glances back at Winnie, who is sitting glumly in the back with the others, from time to time. They’re silent for the longest time until Winnie speaks up.
“Guys…” She says in a sad tone. “I’m really sorry… I almost got us all in real danger…”
“Aw, it’s okay, Winnie.” Scrappy tries to console her.
“No, it’s not, Scrappy…” Winnie says. “I let my hatred get the best of me…I was so angry… I even yelled at you guys…”
“Like, what was that about anyway?” Asks Shaggy.
“Shaggy, please, it’s too painful for her.” Sibella says.
“It’s alright, Sibella…” Winnie says. “I’ll tell them.”
“But Winnie—“ Elsa is about to say.
“They’re our friends… They have the right to know…” Winnie sits up and starts to tell the story as the guys listen. “Years ago… before I started attending Grimwood’s… I lived with my mama and papa in our werewolf clan. There, we lived happily and in peace. Men, women and children, laughing, playing, working and scaring humans away ONLY to expand our territory. How were we to know that the were-cats were watching us with a jealous eye? Jealous of our strength, our own bond with the moon, our unity. They felt they should be the most powerful of our two races, so, they started to terrorize us. We fought back, of course. It all eventually escalated into a terrible war. I saw firsthand, were-cats and werewolves killing each other and dying left and right. Our two races have always been enemies, but before, we had always tried our best to ignore each other, but I guess the were-cats had finally had enough or they figured this was the will of their cat “god”. Either way, seeing so many dying took its toll on those of us who were left, our deep rooted hatred for the were-cats grew stronger and stronger. More of us fought, more of us won, and more of us died. One day, I saw my parents go off to battle. Worried about them, I secretly followed them and hid behind a tree to watch them fight. I saw horrors no child my age should ever see. My hatred for the were-cats grew as mama and papa fought them. But those BEASTS, they…they attacked and…KILLED mama from behind!” This got a gasp of shock from the guys.” My mama laid there, dying in my papa’s arms, she whispers a final “I love you.” To papa and asked him to tell me she loved me before dying. After that, he howls in a rage and started killing were-cats in revenge. I was scared for life, as you might imagine…” The other girls bow their heads in sadness and respect. “But I also learned that the were-cats were nothing but evil, an evil we eventually won out against and wiped out for good. Or so I thought…”
“Until you saw Jacques, Simone and Lena in their were-cat forms?” Asks Scrappy.
“Yes…” Says Winnie. “Like all werewolves, I have a deep rooted and powerful hatred of the were-cats. So when I saw Jacques transform, I was reminded of that terrible war, a war I thought I had gotten over when I made friends with the girls in Grimwood’s, I hoped I had gotten over it, so I could move on, but I was wrong. This hatred was in the DNA of all werewolves, including me, why did I ever think I was any different…? When I saw Jacques, I became so angry, I became nearly feral, I wanted to tear him apart, to finished what my people had started, but I wasn’t strong enough…” Tears were streaming down her face by this point. Shaggy, Scrappy, Scooby and Flim Flam were on the verge of tears, and the ladder three were looking at Winnie with pity and sympathy. That poor girl, to be subjected to all that. “But…” She starts to speak again. “But now… Now it’s all over…” They could see a smile form on Winnie’s face, it wasn’t any regular smile, it was a smile of happy gratitude, from getting centuries of pain and suffering off her chest. She had never actually told the girls, they found out from other means, but they never imagined it was THIS bad. Winnie was still crying, but it turned into tears of joy. “Thanks to you…Fred, Velma, Daphne, Beau, the Boo Brothers…ALL of you…I’m free…My people are free…our ancient enemies are finally gone forever… We owe you our lives… I…(Sniff)…I don’t know how the werewolves can ever thank you…”
“Like… all we want is that you wipe those tears from your eyes.” Says Shaggy, smiling back at Winnie.
“Reah…rit’s rokay row…” Says Scooby.
“You poor thing…” Scrappy says. “To be subjected to all that… you didn’t deserve all that… But, it’s okay now…”
“It won’t bring back your mom, or the other werewolves who were lost…” Adds Flim Flam. “But the were-cats are gone now. We want you to know, you’re not alone, you have friends who love you, and we’ll always be there for you, we won’t ever leave you. Or, at least not for a GOOD LONG time…”
The other girls close in and start a group hug with Winnie.
“The age old war is finally over…” Says Sibella.
“Your people have been avenged…” Says Elsa.
“And we’ll never let you down…” Says Phantasma.
“Because we’ll always be there to help you back up…” Says Tanis.
Not only that…” Says Scrappy. “But all the people the were-cats drained have been avenged, and we ALL made it happen.”
That’s right. Even more tears well up in Winnie’s eyes, from her friend’s words and the fact that we was able to save the restless spirits of the were-cats’ selfish goals.
“Thank you…” She says between sobs. “Thank you all… I don’t deserve friends like you…”
She cries into Sibella’s shoulder for a good, long while before eventually stopping.
“Do you feel better?” Asks Flim Flam. “Finally let it all out?”
“Y-Yeah.” She sniffs. “I think so.”
Winnie thinks of all she had lost, most of her people, her mother, her original home. But she also thinks of all she had now, her friends, her papa, the girls, Miss Grimwood, Matches, Colonel Caloway, the Cadets, Shaggy, Scooby, Scrappy, Flim Flam, Fred, Velma, Daphne, The Boo Brothers… One last tear falls from her eye, before she smiles.
“…It’s about time I put the past behind me…” She says, then, she finally stands up. “So, what do you guys say we get to the docks? The others must be waiting for us!”
“Like, now THERE’S the Winnie we know and love.”
“Reah, row and rove.”
Some time later, Shaggy drives the Mystery Machine onto the ferry. Velma checks inside.
“Where’s Scooby?” She asks.
"He's picking a pack of peppers," Shaggy explained. "for the road." He shouts out to Scooby. "Hurry up, Scoob! We're pulling out!"
"Rokay!" Scooby shouted back as he picks out the last pepper. Beau goes back to the captain's deck and starting driving the ferry back to New Orleans. Scooby makes an attempts to jump to the ferry when his leg got caught. He struggles to pull it off and then he flies up in the air, causing Snakebite Scruggs to lose his chance of finally catching Big Mona.
“Darn Tourists!” Snakebites says.
Scooby safely lands on deck and Shaggy gives him a sandwich.
“Look what I got for you, old buddy.” He says. “We’re finally gonna have a nice, peaceful meal.”
“So, what’s next for all of you?” Daphne says to Flim Flam, Scrappy, the Boo Brothers and the girls.
“Well, I think me and Scrappy will take a break from our globetrotting and head back to Scrappy’s place for a while.” Says Flim Flam.
“Yeah.” Says Scrappy. “As much fun as splatting EVIL ghosts and monsters is, it can also be exhausting.”
“And we’ll head back to the Beauregard Mansion.” Says Freako. “I don’t know about you two, but I feel good about this. We may not have caught any ghosts, but we did avenge victims of an ages-old injustice. And in the end, isn’t that what being a ghost exterminator’s all about?”
“Yes, yes it is.” Says Shrieko and Meeko.
“Besides.” Says Freako. “Since our employer bit the dust, our contract’s null and void…”
“And WE need to head back to New Orleans.” Says Sibella. “Miss Grimwood is probably done with her shopping by now and is no doubt waiting for us.”
“Well, it was nice meeting all of you.” Says Daphne.
“I hope we meet again someday.” Says Fred.
“Us too, Fred.” Says Phantasma.
They say their goodbyes.
Scooby puts a generous amount of peppers inside his sandwich. Before he got to enjoy it, he became surrounded by Simone's cats. This freaks Scooby out.
“Raggy… Rats… Rikes.”