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fardell24Daria Scooby Doo - Mystery Incorporated in Lawndale
The brightly colored panel van approached the large town. Fred Jones looked over at his friends, but found that they were all sleeping. He sighed. It had been a long trip. He saw the Welcome sign. “Welcome to Lawndale.”
He wasn’t sure why they had come halfway across the country on an anonymous tip, but Velma had insisted. He grabbed the map of the town from the glove box. ‘Where is this Dutchman Inn?’
Two Days Earlier
Velma Dinkly exited the van. “We have a tip,” she said.
“Where?” Daphne Blake asked.
“In suburban town in Maryland, named Lawndale. Strange lights and sounds have been observed in several old houses.”
“Maryland?” Fred asked. “That’s quite far.”
“It may be far, but we need to find out what is happening.” Velma said.
“Of course,” Fred said. “It would just take days to get there.”
“Only two, if we’re strategic with the route,” Velma pointed out.
Present
‘Of course, Velma was right,’ Fred reflected as the Mystery Machine pulled into the Dutchman inn. Daphne stirred as the van came to a stop. “We’re there?” she asked.
“Yes.”
The brightly colored panel van approached the large town. Fred Jones looked over at his friends, but found that they were all sleeping. He sighed. It had been a long trip. He saw the Welcome sign. “Welcome to Lawndale.”
He wasn’t sure why they had come halfway across the country on an anonymous tip, but Velma had insisted. He grabbed the map of the town from the glove box. ‘Where is this Dutchman Inn?’
Two Days Earlier
Velma Dinkly exited the van. “We have a tip,” she said.
“Where?” Daphne Blake asked.
“In suburban town in Maryland, named Lawndale. Strange lights and sounds have been observed in several old houses.”
“Maryland?” Fred asked. “That’s quite far.”
“It may be far, but we need to find out what is happening.” Velma said.
“Of course,” Fred said. “It would just take days to get there.”
“Only two, if we’re strategic with the route,” Velma pointed out.
Present
‘Of course, Velma was right,’ Fred reflected as the Mystery Machine pulled into the Dutchman inn. Daphne stirred as the van came to a stop. “We’re there?” she asked.
“Yes.”
