Scooby-Doo, Fred and Yogi: Laff-A-Olympics (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1 is the first chapter of Scooby-Doo, Fred and Yogi: Laff-A-Olympics written by MarioFan65.

This chapter is called "The Big Meet-Up".

Plot[]

(The story begin in the year 1500 BC, set in the Ancient Greek era in Rome, Greece where citizens are building their homes in a very vast village. A colosseum is build to set up a Olympics event with a statue of a Olympian god on the top. A Pharaoh walk up by the stairs and stand on his platform to greet all of his people in Rome, Greece with praise and joy.)

Narrator: Thousands of years ago, Ancient Greece is a plan for every citizen and Olympian alike. They build, they create and created a colosseum for athletes to play and compete in. We have a Pharaoh to rule over his kingdom and praised by many citizens and gods alike in the Ancient Greek world.
Pharaoh: *speak in Greek* (Brothers and sisters. I have build a world and country for all of my people alike. Today is a new generation for everyone. We will open our first Olympic Games to the whole city. Now let's go open up the colosseum and let the games begin!)
Everyone: *cheer for the Pharaoh as the colosseum open up by several guards*

(As the colosseum open up, the athletes begin competing for the games, cherish by many of the spectators watch the athletes play, cheering for their favorite team as the teams play the games, ranging from stick throwing, boxing, track and hammer throw)

Narrator: The Olympic Games has only begun and had these spectators cheering for their favorite athletes. Here is the Olympian god Fortius who rule over Ancient Greece and all the Olympian gods in the whole universe. There is more than one world than just the Greeks.

(Far away from Ancient Greece, come another territory, a dark world much like the Underworld. Dark guardians were seen fighting against each other for training with armies of ghostly cynocephaly building their weapons for a future war as some of them are guarding Cerberus by the chains as the Cerberus beast is seen barking mad with its three heads. A dark sorcerer fly across the dark territory to watch over the dark guardians prepare their weapons, seeking out into Ancient Greece to spell out a curse.)

Narrator: The dark territory is far away from Ancient Greece. Many dark guardians were fierce as training with most of the members are ghostly cynocephaly dogs. A dark sorcerer was approaching his plan to trick into Ancient Greece to cast out a spell into the Greeks' home.

(The dark sorcerer fly across Ancient Greece and spy across the colosseum as he drop out a spell on the Fortius statue, glowing its eyes and throwing a golden trident on the ground, leading Fortius and the dark sorcerer to bring out a big war to Ancient Greece as the dark guardians show up in war with Cerberus with a big battle approaching into the two territories)

Narrator: Not only just that. The dark sorcerer put out a spell on Fortius with a curse and betray it's people with the dark curse. A war has only begun for the Greeks and dark guardians to being out a big battle together. Darkness was healing and many homes and villages were destroyed by the war. The Pharaoh not only stand for his people, but to fight against the dark sorcerer from destroying Ancient Greece from the power of evil.
Pharaoh: *fight the dark sorcerer* (I shall banish you away to the Underworld!)
Dark Sorcerer: You will never banish me to the dark world full of monsters and octopuses' tentacles alike.
Pharaoh: *use the sages to open a portal to the Underworld* (By the power of the Olympian gods, i shall open the portal up to the Underworld and take this threat away! *open a portal to the Underworld and push the dark sorcerer into the Underworld*
Fortius: *laser on the whole territory and destroy three pyramids*
Pharaoh: *hold his spear* (This ends now!) *throw a spear at Fortius as Fortius cracks with the power of the curse and explode, killing all of the citizens and Pharaoh alike, ending the battle with a unexpected twist on destroying the Greek territory*
Narrator: The battle was over, but unfortunately, both teams were killed by the Fortius' curse explosion and nearly killed everyone within the whole world, far from Middle East. Until today...

(Thousands of years later in July 16, 1857, many construction workers are seen riding on their bulldozers as some of them are rebuilding and remodeling the colosseum as parts of Fortius are being put back together on a statue display)

Worker #1: Can you take a look at that golden handsome man?
Worker Boss: He look just like a role model.
Worker #2: Uh, i don't think the world has ever gone through those things yet.
Worker Boss: It's just years away. This big guy look like he's holding out a trident for a hero.
Worker #1: You know all these big monsters that try to swarm out the whole world and spread darkness within the skies.
Worker Boss: Ain't got no time for ghosts and mysteries. This statue is going to make history with a lot of people gathering around with a big painting. It's just the top of the statue.
Worker #2: It's like it's watching us all.
Worker Boss: The world will see his face someday. Only time will tell when will his shape and body be reveal. *laugh*
Fortius: *glow his eyes while stuck on display*

(Several years later in the present day of July 16, 2016, the Mystery Inc. are on a track field in a university with Fred Jones, Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley watching Scooby-Doo and Shaggy Rodgers run around the track field)

Shaggy: Woo hoo! This track field is longer than a swimming line.
Scooby-Doo: Doo doo doo doo doo!
Shaggy: Running like the wind! Also, i'm pretending to be running for the Olympics games.
Fred Jones: Go Scooby and Shaggy!
Daphne: Run like the wind!
Velma: You got this! Don't trip over the rocks or banana peels while running.
Scooby-Doo: I will win this!
Shaggy: Run faster Shaggy! You got your speed energy going!
Scooby-Doo: I'm gonna beat you!
Shaggy: You're too slow.
Scooby-Doo: Hey. I'm faster than a small dog.
Shaggy: You won't see me in the finish line before you.
Scooby-Doo: Try to keep up, Raggy!
Shaggy: Wait 'til you see me in the finish line.
Scooby-Doo: Not so rast!
Shaggy: We're a mile away from the finish line.
Scooby-Doo: Getting ready to win.
Shaggy: Wait for it.
Scooby-Doo: Wait for it.
Daphne: Let's go Scooby-Doo!
Velma: Shaggy, just past the finish line and win!
Shaggy: Gonna make it.
Scooby-Doo: Come on!
Fred Jones: There they go!

(Scooby-Doo and Shaggy cross the finish line of the track as Fred Jones, Daphne and Velma cheer for Scooby-Doo and Shaggy for finishing the race)

Everyone: *cheers*
Scooby-Doo: Woo roo!
Shaggy: Like groovy, it make me wanna run in a big circle!
Scooby-Doo: Ha ha ha. We all did our best to race.
Shaggy: Who won?
Velma: It's either one of you guys.
Shaggy: Like who could it be?
Scooby-Doo: That would be me.
Daphne: The winner is both of you.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy: What?!
Fred Jones: Yeah, it's both of you guys.
Shaggy: So does me and Scooby-Doo finish at the same time and make it as a tie?
Scooby-Doo: Both is a win. A tiebreaker!
Shaggy: I feel like we spare the race.
Velma: You guys are on a roll.
Daphne: We can easily tell.
Fred Jones: You all deserve a medal.
Shaggy: Easy race like a piece of donut.
Velma: You ran for like eight minutes.
Shaggy: Eight minutes? Is it bad and we have to run more?
Fred Jones: No. You ran great.
Daphne: You ran like a mile.
Scooby-Doo: Running the spot.
Shaggy: That's enough running for today.
Velma: After all this running, you deserve a break.
Fred Jones: That's a lot of summer feelings to you.
Shaggy: I'm sure it's going to break up on all of us.
Scooby-Doo: *tummy growling* I'm starving.
Shaggy: *tummy growling* Man, our stomachs are waiting for us to feed the sandwiches into the belly.
Fred Jones: Well, we should grab something to eat at the snack truck.
Velma: Yeah. You all run a lot. You deserve a big snack break.
Shaggy: I'm going to eat a bunch of stuffed crusted bread on my sandwich.
Scooby-Doo: Stuffed crust!
Fred Jones: Time for lunch.
Shaggy: I'm going to buy a lot of footlong sandwiches for the two of us Scoob.
Velma: Anyone have cash?
Daphne: We all do have cash.
Fred Jones: Let's go buy some lunch food with some snacks.

(The Mystery Gang eat at the park with sandwiches, fries, chips and burgers on their plates with Scooby-Doo and Shaggy eating them like crazy)

Shaggy: Eating the yum yums never get old.
Scooby-Doo: Yum-mmy.
Fred Jones: We got family side for $15.00. That's not bad of a deal.
Velma: Love the choice they offer us.
Daphne: It's a good price.
Fred Jones: I'm saving up for a new pair of wheels just in case one of our tires broke down.
Velma: I would love a new pair of glasses.
Scooby-Doo: *eat a whole bunch of chips and burp*
Shaggy: Scoob, that's funny!
Scooby-Doo: He he he. *giggle*
Fred Jones: You guys are really sharp.
Daphne: You're all going to eat this in just one day?
Shaggy: That's our big appetite over there.
Scooby-Doo: Yummy as candy.
Velma: I think we got enough for now. We're full for at least.
Shaggy: Yeah. Can't go out for a big diet on this big belly. Not even for Scooby-Doo.
Scooby-Doo: I feel so weak.
Fred Jones: It was a great time to go visit a university where the track field is held.
Velma: Like why would we ever go to a university when we're not students and just visiting the place as strangers.
Daphne: Velma, not everyone who visit a school campus is a stranger. We all need our I.D. cards and passports to get in.
Velma: I don't think we need a passport to go in a place, anywhere you go except the people at the airport have to check your own passport to travel to another country.
Shaggy: Mine's expired last year. Gotta get a new one after the summer.
Fred Jones: Well we still can't go out and explore through new mysteries until you renew your passport.
Shaggy: Like after all the mysteries we have gone to, what's next for the Mystery Inc.? Going out to work like businessmen, setting up a appointment for a new job and pay our bills?
Daphne: Have you been paying your bills lately?
Shaggy: Uh, yes. We all pay our bills every time we do something in the house.
Fred Jones: Well we gotta do something. How about we chill out at your place.
Shaggy: It sound great. Why not?
Daphne: I'm interested.
Scooby-Doo: Rount me in.
Shaggy: Then what are you waiting for? Let's go get packing.
Fred Jones: Pack up! Make sure you clean the table so other people can eat here for lunch and dinner.
Daphne: Aye aye.
Velma: I'll go grab our bags.

(The Mystery Gang clean up the table as they grab their bags and place them in the Mystery Machine van as everyone get in the van with Fred holding on the wheel to set up the car in order to drive)

Fred Jones: Do we have everything?
Velma: Yes. We have everything from the van
Daphne: All the bags are packed. Even the table is clean.
Shaggy: Have anyone seen the Scooby Snacks anywhere?
Daphne: Shaggy, we have Scooby Snacks stored in the food bag. They are never loose.
Scooby-Doo: Like losing a dog leash.
Velma: We're good to go.
Fred Jones: No traffic will stop us from getting home.
Shaggy: Alright Fred, let's hit the road.
Fred Jones: Rock and roll. *turn the keys and begin driving in the road*

(As the Mystery Inc. head out in their van to return home, in another world in the prehistoric Stone Age at a gravel pit in State Rock and Gravel Company, two bronto-crane operators are seen riding on Brontosauruses to lift out rocks to make room for new paths in the town of BedRock)

Fred Flintstone: Hey Barney, have you seen any boulder blocking our path of work?
Barney: Nope. Not even in our work area.
Fred Flintstone: Well come on. The gravel pit isn't going to force us to make new roads in the town of BedRock. We been doing this for a very long time.
Mr. Slate: FLINTSTONE!
Fred Flintstone: *shocked* Whoa! Mr. Slate, what's with the screaming?
Mr. Slate: Let's go! We got work to do! You only have 'til you clock out of this workplace. Now get going.
Fred Flintstone: Time to lift some rocks out. *use his Brontosaur to lift the rocks out of the way* Alright. Move along those big rocks. Make room for the new path!
Barney: *carry rocks with the other workers* Jeez, i wonder how many rocks always fall around the ground?
Fred Flintstone: *use his Brontosaur to lift up a big boulder* Come on, come on, come on. Move the big boy up. *his Brontosaur move the big boulder out of the way* There you go. Now place it on the edge of the gorge. *his Brontosaur place the boulder on the gorge* That's more like it.
Mr. Slate: *check his watch* Almost time. It's ticking to the next hour.
Barney: *drop a rock on the pile of rocks* That should do it.
Fred Flintstone: *make room to create a entrance with the Brontosaur digging more rocks out* Yes! The holy grant of a rock fest.
Barney: It's about it. All the rocks are now separated.
Mr. Slate: Time's up. *use a sting to blow the bird with a horn sound*
Fred Flintstone: *jump in excitement* YABBA-DABBA-DOO!
Barney: Work's out!
Mr. Slate: We're going home for the day.

(The Flintstones theme song briefly plays as Fred Flintstone slide through his Brontosaur' tail as he jump and use his car to drive by running along with Barney Rubble doing the same. They drive through the street and road where people were driving on their rock cars at the same time and walking with their dinosaurs all over the place. The Bedrockians ring their bells to wave at Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble at the same time with greetings as the two Bedrockians return to their homes as their families show up to see the two boys after work.)

Wilma: Fred!
Betty: Barney!
Fred Flintstone: Wilma!
Barney: Hey Betty.
Betty: How's work?
Barney: Work was pretty okay. It was a long day today.
Dino: *run and bark at Fred Flintstone*
Fred Flintstone: Hey Dino. *licked by Dino* Whoa, knock it off buddy. You're licking me out. *sit* That's okay. Good boy. Who's the good boy in here?
Pebbles: Daddy.
Fred Flintstone: Pebbles, come to daddy.
Pebbles: Pebbles got a new spoon.
Fred Flintstone: You got a new spoon? Nice.
Bamm-Bamm: *bang around the place* Bamm-Bamm-Bamm.
Fred Flintstone: Easy there Bamm-Bamm. You're not going to hit the whole neighborhood.
Bamm-Bamm: Bamm.
Hoppy: *hop around and giggle*
Barney: Oh, hi Hoppy. I didn't see you there.
Fred Flintstone: Let's go have lunch together as one big family.
Barney: I'm up for it.
Wilma: We're right behind you Mr. Flintstone.

(The Flintstones and the Rubbles sit together at the Flintstones' home as they prepare some steak and fries and set the table together as they sit together and hold hands to pray for the table as Baby Puss walk into his bed and rest in his lap)

Fred Flintstone: Thank you for the food, BedRock.
Barney: You really gave us a blessing.
Wilma: For the love of the Flintstones and Rubbles, we always promise to get a lot of good luck in our wealth.
Betty: We really made this lunch a nice retention.
Fred Flintstone: Let's eat and grace!
Pebbles: I wanna eat!
Everyone: *the two families eat their lunches together*
Dino: *eat steak on his own bowl*
Fred Flintstone: Thank you guys for coming. You really made our day a great sight.
Barney: I really like working with you, Fred.
Fred Flintstone: Yes. Unless, you stop annoying me and asking your dumb questions.
Barney: Just to remind you, don't litter the rocks when you're at work where Mr. Slate can watch you see what you're doing.
Fred Flintstone: No! Barney! How many times do i have to tell you? I'm not causing a lot of trouble around here!
Barney: Well, my bad.
Fred Flintstone: This is more than your bed. Dropping a banana peel on my way to lunch? That was the worst part of the day like when i drop a pack of wings in the bowling alley's table.
Wilma: Fred, don't worry about your cautions and tensions. Just live like you're having a holly happy family.
Fred Flintstone: Oh, right. I don't have to worry. I have been a bum lately at work.
Barney: You don't have to be a bum about it. You just get nervous when you're feeling nervous.
Fred Flintstone: I get nervous when you're in my way to pass out the rocks!
Betty: How you two liking work so far?
Barney: Pretty fascinating.
Fred Flintstone: I feel exhausted.
Pebbles: Daddy, don't feel tired.
Fred Flintstone: I'm not tired and i'm not crashing like my first helicopter.
Bamm-Bamm: Bamm-Bamm like the curly fries.
Barney: Thank you Son.
Bamm-Bamm: *play with his fork* Bamm-Bamm!
Betty: I always love to see you guys play.
Fred Flintstone: Well. I think i would be getting a kind of dessert for a while. I need a break.
Barney: Didn't you just got off work and catch a break?
Fred Flintstone: I'm out of work. I just want to relax outside.
Barney: Mind if i come with you?
Fred Flintstone: *get up* Sure. But you don't do anything silly when we're sitting on the benches.
Barney: *get up* Okay Fred Flintstone. I always make up my promises.
Fred Flintstone: It's always a pleasure to be your neighbor.
Barney: Just like the tip of a rock.
Fred Flintstone: After a long day of work, i deserve a break.

(Also in another world at Jellystone Park, a camp-park area where campers go to visit as we see a family setting up a picnic on the table, grabbing their sandwiches and other food to carry on with some drinks like fruit punch)

Husband: The perfect jumbo is in the picnic.
Wife: We're going to have the best day of our entire lives.
Boy: I can't wait to eat.
Girl: Boy, i'm starving.
Wife: Just dig in. It's your lucky day.
Kids: Yeah. *eat the food*
Husband: Honey, how much they love their food.
Wife: I know sweetie. They really deserve this summer break.

(Two bears sneak into the bush, one with a hat and a tie and a small one with a bow-tie, spying on the family eating the picnic food as they come up with a plan)

Yogi: Boo-Boo, this is a perfect time to grab after the basket.
Boo-Boo: Yogi, i don't think this is a good idea to steal.
Yogi: Listen Boo-Boo, we have steal every basket for almost every single year of summer. It got the shape of a box and i'm going to take it away like it's a love letter to the bears.
Boo-Boo: Do we have to do this every time?
Yogi: Trust me, i'm smarter than the average bear, don't you think?
Boo-Boo: You must be smarter than a average bear. Like who is the average bear?
Yogi: I'm not here to be average, i'm here to be smart!
Boo-Boo: Well, we have to do what we gonna do.
Yogi: Set up the cannon.
Boo-Boo: *set a cannon up* Like this?
Yogi: Great. Put me on a helmet.
Boo-Boo: *put a helmet on Yogi* You look like you're being bombed at the circus.
Yogi: It's ain't a family-friendly circus, huh?
Boo-Boo: Whatever. Now get in.
Yogi: *get on the cannon* Alright Boo-Boo. You count to three. But you have to count to three quickly, okay?
Boo-Boo: Yes. *light up the rope on the cannon* One, two, three.
Yogi: *blast from the cannon and grab the picnic basket in slow-motion, shocking the family and crash into the tree with a target mark* I'm so smart, it hurts!
Husband: Hey, where did our picnic basket go?
Boy: Didn't we order this picnic to go?
Boo-Boo: *run up to Yogi* Yogi Bear, are you okay?
Yogi: No i'm not.
Boo-Boo: Oh Yogi. I am right. It was a bad idea after all.
Yogi: Just kidding! The picnic fever is in my hands!
Boo-Boo: Ha ha, you're okay.
Yogi: I finally got a basket meal *open the basket* with everything i love. *smell the food* Ah, smell like food heaven.
Boo-Boo: You really deserve it.
Yogi: No. We deserve it together.
Boo-Boo: Let's eat this thing up.
Yogi: Alright. Time for breakfast!

(Yogi Bear and Boo-Boo Bear head back at the cave home as they eat all the food from the picnic basket together with Yogi putting a banana in his mouth, swallowing it and Boo-Boo eating the whole sandwich, but drop the crust in the garbage)

Yogi: Ah, yeah. That's the good stuff.
Boo-Boo: I would take this over forest food.
Yogi: Forest food is just bad as real food, real animals like.
Boo-Boo: Like what? Worms? Fish? Salmon? Bamboo? Honey? Anything you name?
Yogi: Salmon is fish. Well i like honey. Honey is the tip of a bear's favorite meal like syrup.
Boo-Boo: The worst part about getting honey is that, the bees reside on the hive and the holes you see just creep us out like some bad men is spraying nightmare fuel on us.
Yogi: Like what the worst that could happen? A giant worm eating a whole ant hill? That's a nightmare.
Boo-Boo: Luckily, we didn't get stung by bees when we were running for the honey.
Yogi: Like what does bees do for a living? They got a sharp thingie on the bee where they sting people, they look out for sunflowers to gain honey and fight against the bad bugs from destroying their home like giant killer hornets.
Boo-Boo: *disgusted* I don't wanna see that. I've seen a goat walking up a mountain and got bite by a hornet which killed him from falling down the cliff.
Yogi: The goat fall down the cliff? Like littering a empty water bottle on the bottom of the land?
Boo-Boo: You heard me. No one really litters on this cave.
Yogi: This is our home. We can do whatever we want here and our home is our cave.
Smith: *arrive at the cave and see the mess Yogi and Boo-Boo made* Oh Yogi, oh Boo-Boo. What is this?
Yogi: *stand up and salute Smith* Good morning Ranger Smith. No camp bugs are not going to take my home away from me today.
Smith: What have you been doing lately? I just have a argument with a family that you stole one of their baskets this morning. Guys, this is like the tenth time this week that you stole a basket from a family. What point of stealing do you not understand?
Yogi: Ranger Smith, this could be very dangerous. No earworms or cockroaches will try to take your food away from you.
Smith: You even made a mess in your cave. Haven't you been cleaning all this time?
Boo-Boo: We were just lazy.
Yogi: Bears are born to be lazy.
Smith: Oh my god. I want you two in my office now. We need to talk about park safety.
Yogi: Park safety? Never heard of a thing before in my life.
Boo-Boo: Well, it's a new thing you just heard of this morning.
Yogi: Even in our own home? I don't want to be a average bear over a poor bear.

(Yogi Bear and Boo-Boo follow Ranger Smith to the JellyStone Park Office with Smith sitting in his desk while seeing both Yogi and Boo-Boo face-to-face by sitting)

Yogi: Uh, Ranger Smith. Is today the job orientation?
Smith: No. I would like to have a word with you two. Rule number one. What is the first rule you do in a park?
Yogi: Stealing picnic baskets. It's my hobby.
Smith: Wrong. No bears allowed in the park area or the picnic area. That means you two.
Boo-Boo: Oh, now we're getting caught.
Yogi: I always hate to be that guy. But i'm always it like playing tag in a children's school playground.
Smith: I warned you two all the time. Rule number two, you guys should always know about this. No trespassing the camp site at any time. Bears stay on the forest side. Humans stay on the camping site.
Yogi: What the camping got to do with Jellystone, Mr. Smith?
Smith: It's what the park is made for. Rule number three. No littering.
Boo-Boo: Like dropping food all over the place?
Smith: Every time you two steal a basket, you left out some of the trash on the ground. The government is going to come at me and i'm going to have to pay big bucks from the governor.
Yogi: *stand up* Don't worry Ranger Smith. We can always help out your park anytime. We'll just clean the ground off the trash and throw it on the garbage cans.
Boo-Boo: Yogi will take some to his cave if he see any tools or video game falling off the ground.
Smith: Guys, i've been signing new laws for all of my life in the national park. My workers will be coming here to check the park. I will not be seeing any of you guys doing any dirty work anymore from this point now on.
Yogi: We surrender Smith. We will bow you down! *bow at Smith* Praise the park ranger.
Smith: Okay Yogi? You sound a bit silly today.
Yogi: A smarter bear doesn't make any average choices. Can we go now?
Smith: Yes. I still need to see you two tomorrow morning at my office.
Yogi: We'll be there.
Boo-Boo: The park always give out a best spot.
Yogi: Let's go Boo-Boo. We had enough of Ranger Smith's rules for today.
Boo-Boo: I bet tomorrow will be a new day.
Yogi: A new day awaits in the sun.
Smith: I better get back through my paper work.

(Back at Scooby-Doo's world, the Mystery Gang arrive home at Shaggy's house as they get off the Mystery Machine van to head inside of the house)

Shaggy: Welcome home.
Scooby-Doo: *stretch his whole body* Stretch it out.
Velma: Your place is cold.
Shaggy: What? It doesn't have ice. I don't feel the ice in here.
Daphne: It's your temperature. You still have it on cold. You haven't been checking your thermostat the whole time?
Shaggy: It always been cold like that. It was suppose to be warm, but the thermostat keep changing it to a 44.
Velma: You were just changing the thermostat.
Shaggy: Oh, you got me this time.
Fred Jones: You got anything planned Shaggy?
Shaggy: Uh, no. I don't plan on going out myself, even when Scooby-Doo is here and always wandering around to look for more food.
Scooby-Doo: *sniff on the floor and smell the Scooby Snacks on the closet*
Shaggy: Like what can possibly go wrong in a day?
Fred Jones: Nothing. Just nothing. You're just okay.
Shaggy: I think we're gonna relax for the whole day.
Velma: Yeah. No more mysteries to solve.
Daphne: We're catching a big break on the mystery solving.
Fred Jones: *sit together with the gang* You guys are sharp today.
Shaggy: How about at night, we go to the pool and chill out.
Velma: A night pool splash sound fair to me.
Daphne: I agree so.
Shaggy: We are always right. Even Scooby too.
Scooby-Doo: Ruff ruff ruff.
Fred Jones: We're all in this together.
Shaggy: Like groovy, no one can tell us where to go.
Velma: We make our own decisions in here.
Daphne: It's what we do for a living.

(Back at BedRock in Fred Flintstone's house in the backyard, Fred Flintstone and Barney sit on the benches to watch the pool as they drink with their lemonade on their cups)

Fred Flintstone: It has been a day, isn't it?
Barney: I like when the water turn up high with the waves.
Fred Flintstone: That's on the beach. You might be referring to a surf of waves.
Barney: Only the big guys can enjoy all the fun in the big waves.
Fred Flintstone: I tried to be the coolest guy on the beach. But my surfing skills were pretty tricky. They made fun of my talent and they all made fun at me at the friend. I am never going through that beach ever again in my life!
Barney: It's alright bud. You don't always have to go back.
Fred Flintstone: I wonder what Mr. Slate is gonna do to schedule our daily shifts? Work in the afternoon and work at midnight?
Barney: The bronto-crane operators don't work at midnight when we're sleeping around that time.
Fred Flintstone: That's what I thought. Overall, we'll chill out after working so hard by stressing our bodies like Mooseasauruses.
Barney: It's easy to catch a break.
Fred Flintstone: *drink his lemonade* Ah.
Barney: *drink his lemonade* It feels refreshing.
Fred Flintstone: Yabba. Dabba.
Barney: Doo.
Great Gazoo: *warp to show up* Hello Fred and Barney!
Fred Flintstone: Great Gazoo?
Barney: What are you doing here?
Great Gazoo: I'm here for your wishes today. Lucky day it is.
Fred Flintstone: Not today Gazoo.
Barney: Maybe another time. We're burned out for work.
Great Gazoo: Aw, cheer up. I can drop some water balloons right at your face.
Fred Flintstone: No. It's not a water party.
Great Gazoo: Not a water party, you ask?
Fred Flintstone: Gazoo! We're having a moment. Will you go somewhere and annoy some neighbor's off worse than Barney?
Barney: Hey.
Great Gazoo: I can respect that. Oh well, we can talk later on and you must be really over the Moon.
Fred Flintstone: A caveman will land on the Moon someday to stick a flag up on the rock.
Barney: I stand for my place.
Great Gazoo: Only children and dum-dums can see me. *warp out*
Fred Flintstone: And, we're off to peace.
Barney: Peach like the early baby dinosaur.

(Back at Jellystone Park in Yogi Bear's cave, Yogi Bear and Boo-Boo Bear sit on a cliff as they watch over the whole forest from above)

Boo-Boo: Big forest this is.
Yogi: I'm telling you Boo-Boo. This forest got everything.
Boo-Boo: We won't be there for each other. Ranger Smith is not going to be here when we move out.
Yogi: Boo-Boo, the future is just the limited. You have the gifts in you and the courage in your heart. When i'm gone, you take care of my whole place.
Boo-Boo: But what about the people you all know? What about Cindy Bear and all of the bears in Jellystone?
Yogi: My friends. Cindy. They're all okay. They're just minding their own businesses like all the park rangers in Jellystone.
Boo-Boo: Jellystone is always Jellystone for a living.
Yogi: That, my friend are the trees. Trees stick together on the ground to keep the roots stain.
Boo-Boo: It's mother nature.
Yogi: Mother nature it is! Ha ha ha.
Boo-Boo: I love this place.
Yogi: Me too Boo-Boo. It got everything we love for the better.
Boo-Boo: Oh brother.

(Back at Greece, Rome, the construction site is cleaning up some broken pillars as the workers are using the bulldozers to clean up the ground with the statue of Fortius being taken off by a claw and place on the truckload to head over to Coolsville to place it on the stadium)

Worker #1: All of this hard work is making us tired like sweat dogs.
Worker #2: It's the early worm for you. Nothing is going to top the world.
Worker #3: Where are they going to take the statue of this big guy?
Worker #1: It's being relocated to Coolsville. That's where they place the statue up on one of the stadiums.
Worker #2: You know. Like a football stadium, a soccer stadium and a basketball stadium?
Worker #1: You don't bounce the basketball on the grass.
Worker #3: Life is just life.
Worker Boss: What are you three standing here for? Get back to work.
Worker #1: Let's just go back working.
Worker #2: They'll take care of the golden statue themselves.
Worker #3: By the love of Fortius, i wish we can use a spear to cut rocks off from making our vehicles bump.
Worker #1: It would be worthy. If so, we don't have to use a bulldozer anymore to dig up that rock.
Worker #2: It's just getting luck behind you.
Fortius: *glow eyes*

(At night at Shaggy's house, Scooby-Doo and the Mystery Gang jump in the pool together while the burgers are being cooked on the grill with "Homies" by Token playing on the radio)

Scooby-Doo: Cold.
Shaggy: What a fun pool it is.
Fred Jones: I almost made a cannonball.
Velma: At least, it's not a pirate battle.
Daphne: Does it feel great to swim at night?
Shaggy: Yeah. You got no people and lifeguards standing to look around you all over the pool area.
Fred Jones: It's just like staying on the bottom of the ocean.
Scooby-Doo: *sniff the cooking smell* I smell romething.
Velma: Fred. The food!
Daphne: It's still cooking the whole time.
Fred Jones: The burgers! Gotta get back to the meal. *get off the pool and use a spatula to flip the burgers on the grill*
Shaggy: Still on a hurry, Fred.
Velma: You shouldn't left your food behind when you're cooking.
Daphne: It's going to burn like hard stone.
Shaggy: More like hard rock as a burn and hard crunchy steak.
Scooby-Doo: Uh uh uh.
Velma: Does anyone know how to watch their food cooking nowadays?
Shaggy: People always carry out with the baddest attitude of their life when carrying out bags and serving food to other people like customers.
Fred Jones: Dinner's ready. *serve up the burgers on the place* Order up!
Shaggy: Do you have fries that goes with the meal?
Fred Jones: Shaggy, your stove broke down a week ago. I tried using your microwave, but they were still cold. I also don't know how to cook fries on a frying pan.
Shaggy: Aw man. Whatever. Let's eat this course up.
Everyone: *eat their burgers*
Scooby-Doo: Scooby-Dooby Delicious. *swallow the whole burger up* Rasty.
Shaggy: This is probably the best burger Fred has ever made for a long time.
Fred Jones: Thank you Shaggy.
Shaggy: You are welcome. I always took the effort to build up my improvements over making mistakes and getting scared through monsters.
Velma: Being a science guy is a lot of hard work, even as a biologist.
Daphne: That's how we get things done.
Fred Jones: Right on time.
Shaggy: Any work is worth a eating.
Daphne: It's feel so quiet out here.
Velma: Daphne, we're in a home.
Daphne: Which means, no guests around.
Velma: We didn't invite the guests over this time.
Shaggy: Then why are you guys here as guests in my house?
Fred Jones: Shaggy, you just invite us over.
Velma: Don't we like work together to solve our future mysteries around the world?
Shaggy" Coolsville isn't going to stop us from unmasking monsters where the culprits are hiding.
Velma: I would expect to do some ghost studying tomorrow morning.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy: G-G-Ghost?! *hold together*
Daphne: Boys, you don't have to be scared every time we mention those type of supernatural monsters.
Shaggy: It's how every they are.
Scooby-Doo: I hate them a lot.
Fred: You have seen a zombie crawling up your skin and a big boulder monster made of clay.
Shaggy: *shocked* Ah! Don't say that!
Scooby-Doo: *cover his face* I can't see!
Velma: Chillax. We'll discuss more about the monsters in the morning at your house.
Shaggy: I don't want it to happen. It's giving me goosebumps on my brain. I can't live like this on the next mystery.
Fred Jones: You guys know we always go out in our van every day to look for monsters all over the world.
Shaggy: People just like to throw tricks on us and prank us into deadly booby traps.
Velma: Like you tell me. Throw a bunch of sharp jars and drop off a slim full of cups on the fingers in their hands.
Shaggy: I'm not giving it a chance.
Fred Jones: Guys, if we want to work this out, we can make our next mystery a success.
Shaggy: You know, me and Scoob are training for the olympics.
Velma: You'll still get your olympics in the next few hours.
Shaggy: But we have to sleep.
Fred Jones: Maybe, the next couple of hours after our rest.
Shaggy: Fine. We'll wrap this night up and pack up again.
Scooby-Doo: Cleaning is my pleasure.
Velma: Clean up.

(The Mystery Gang pack up everything outside as they dress up in their pajamas except Scooby-Doo and bring their baskets together on the sofas to sleep together as a gang as Scooby-Doo walk over his dog bed and stretch to lay down)

Scooby-Doo: Reah.
Shaggy: This is the best day of our lives.
Daphne: Jeepers, we did a lot.
Velma: I didn't catch the Jinkies on my face.
Fred Jones: We didn't even have to catch a mystery on our hands this time.
Scooby-Doo: I still have my Scooby Snacks.
Shaggy: It's just the tip of the dollar. Well, do you what we have to say.
Everyone: Goodnight.
Scooby-Doo: Don't let the bed ghosts bite.
Shaggy: No ghost or demon will try to scare on us. Good-bye, night. *sleep with the gang*

(Back at BedRock in the Bowl-O-Rama, Fred Flintstone is seen playing bowling as Barney watch him play by sitting with his chicken tenders in a little box. The place itself is equipped with bowling balls that are like circular rocks, bowling pins that are like pottery bottles and a bowling alley mechanism that is worked by a group of monkeysauruses and octopusauruses as pinsetters, who descend on a trapeze to remove the knocked-down pins and stack them up again for the next bowler.)

Fred Flintstone: Not everyone bowl on late nights, right Barney?
Barney: I don't catch the night fever. How is that bowling game doing for ya?
Fred Flintstone: Pretty good. Will you stop talking when i'm in the middle of reaching through my line to bowl the pins over for a strike?
Barney: But if you fail, you can go again and reach for a spare like a ice cream scoop.
Fred Flintstone: I don't even mean it. *bowl the balls into the pins as the octopusaurus pick them up with the monkeysaurus aiming the light with a strike* Strike!
Barney: I told you, you could make it.
Fred Flintstone: I'm like the best bowling player in all of BedRock, no one can stop me to a hundred.
Blowhard: Or not.
Fred Flintstone: Come on Blowhard Sandstone. Give me a break. All you gonna do is stare at me and wait for the moment i lose a shot.
Blowhard: Can't keep up the scoring line, eh? I still can beat your high score.
Fred Flintstone: Oh yeah? *hold his bowling ball* But you gotta keep up with the faster pacing.
Blowhard: *hold his bowling ball* I never lose a game in my entire life. I am the master of bowling in the BedRock Bowl-O-Rama.
Barney: Uh, Blowhard. You haven't even put your name on the list yet.
Blowhard: Oh really? You're making me do everything i have to type like what my first grade teacher said to me. *type his name on the board on the list*
Fred Flintstone: Psst, Barney. He has a sort of bad luck "hex" in his head.
Barney: He even barely losses during championship games.
Blowhard: *put his name on the list* Done. Let's play.
Fred Flintstone: It's you and me.
Blowhard: *glare at Fred's face*
Barney: All right now. You two can start.
Fred Flintstone: Watch and learn Blowhard.
Blowhard: Make me you smart rock.
Barney: Let's go!
Fred Flintstone: Ready or not, here i bowl. *bowl the ball to make a strike* Yes! Perfect-o.
Blowhard: Well, well, well. Talk about your strike, eh? You can't keep up with the score limit. *bowl the ball to hit seven pins* Aw, shucks.
Fred Flintstone: Ha. Even through you miss your strike, you gotta go again.
Blowhard: Ugh, i'm going to beat your score for this. *make a spare by bowling the ball* Ha. How do you like that?
Fred Flintstone: Let's give this a second shot. *roll the bowl to hit three pins* What?
Blowhard: Ha ha ha. Nice try.
Fred Flintstone: I need to push some pressure to it! *make a spare by bowling the ball* Thank you!
Blowhard: Let's try that again. *roll the bowling ball to make a strike* Strike!
Fred Flintstone: Strike? How about a strike for me? *roll the bowling ball into a strike* Ah ha ha! Another strike.
Blowhard: *make a strike by bowling the ball* Yes!
Fred Flintstone: *make another strike by bowling the ball* Striker!
Barney: *look at Fred and Blowhard making strikes at the same time, making his eyes roll and dizzy as he fall out*
Great Gazoo: *watch the game* I'm seeing strikes and spares around the score bar.
Fred Flintstone: Last shot. This is it.
Blowhard: You cheated by a landslide!
Fred Flintstone: No i don't. I focus on my own game and line. Yours is just looking around and watching like a guard bird.
Blowhard: Are you going to bowl or what?
Fred Flintstone: How about you go first and see what you can do?
Blowhard: If you make me lose, it's your own fault.
Fred Flintstone: The talking doesn't really kill it for a bowling player.
Blowhard: *bowl the ball and miss his shot* Gah! It's your fault!
Fred Flintstone: Ha! You are really a sore loser. Can't keep up your hopes and thinking you're the best player in all of bowling's history. Your not! *roll the bowling ball to make a strike* Strike! The rest is history.
Blowhard: Aaaahhhhh!!!! *slam the rock chair* I give up.
Fred Flintstone: It's better best to go through your own ways and stop your crying.
Blowhard: I did only for the best. But i can't win a game!
Fred Flintstone: Told you, you're a liar.
Blowhard: I will win next time when i got the chance to practice my bowling skills and beat you like a pro! *point at Fred*
Barney: *get up* All of this dizzy is making me tired.
Fred Flintstone: Come on Barney, let's get you outta here and get you some sleep. *hold Barney*
Barney: It been a long late night.
Fred Flintstone: It sure does Rubble.
Blowhard: *slam the door and leave the place* Can't believe the cheaters got me on that one.
Great Gazoo: *grab popcorn* The sore loser always sore to lose a game. *eat a popcorn*

(As Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble left the BedRock Bowl-O-Rama, they walk into the neighborhood to look for their homes and go inside to get some sleep)

Fred Flintstone: Barney, we really did good. Not even Sandstone can roll a single pin of a strike.
Barney: He only got spares. Trust me.
Fred Flintstone: He stink at bowling. He even lies about being a so-called "champion" of bowling when he really isn't.
Wilma: *show up with Betty, upset* Fred! Barney!
Barney: Hey ladies, i got the dizzy fever in here.
Betty: Where have you two been?
Fred Flintstone: We been out bowling. Like every night after dinner.
Wilma: You two were suppose to be in bed. The kids are worried sick!
Fred Flintstone: What? Now you're exposing us for sneaking out after dinner to play bowling?
Barney: We never been caught, even with our own family members.
Betty: Come on Barney, we got chores to do tomorrow morning.
Barney: Okay. Goodnight Fred. See ya tomorrow.
Fred Flintstone: I catcha later. Just call me and leave out a message.
Wilma: Let's just go.

(The two Flintstones and two Rubbles head to their homes as Fred and Wilma lay on the bed as Fred watches the window to see a view of BedRock at night)

Fred Flintstone: Just another day of a lonely night.
Wilma: Fred, go to sleep. You got serious work tomorrow.
Fred Flintstone: Why can't i live out like this? When will i get my own life?
Wilma: Fred, you already have a life.
Fred Flintstone: Oh right. I go to work on lifting rocks, watch some TV and shoot out bird beaks on the targets. That's what a caveman's daily basic is for.
Wilma: As long you're not crazy as a Cowasaurus.
Fred Flintstone: Aw, whatever Wilma. Goodnight.
Wilma: Goodnight to you. *turn off the lamp's life and sleep with Fred*

(At the Rubbles' house, Barney and Betty are in bed as Barney clean his eyes as he hold on to the blanket with Betty reading a dictionary book)

Barney: Do we have to go to bed too soon?
Betty: This is the time to sleep now. *close her dictionary book* It's getting late.
Barney: Bowling been fun for the better.
Betty: Well you shouldn't be up when we're suppose to be on bed like all the neighbors surrounding us.
Barney: Let's just act like a normal neighbor and sleep right on time.
Betty: Alright. Goodnight. *turn off the lamp's light*
Barney: One day, our kids are going to grow up and they'll be teenagers around that time and you know, we'll see them have the lights on their rooms and party like it's their own rules and vision.
Betty: Kids gotta learn when to act like grown-ups.
Barney: We won't be around forever for them. They gotta act like they're learning to grow up.
Betty: One day for Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm.
Barney: One day. Sooner or later. *sleep with Betty*

(Back at Jellystone Park, Yogi and Boo-Boo are in the cave home, playing a game of pinball in the game room)

Yogi: *hit the ball by moving the pins* You hit me.
Boo-Boo: *hit the ball by moving the pins* Hit me right back at ya.
Yogi: I'm gonna getcha good.
Boo-Boo: Yogi, the ball.
Yogi: Huh? *see the ball fall into the hole* Ah! It's game over. I missed a spot.
Boo-Boo: Nice try Yogi. You should have just focus on the pins instead of looking at the ball.
Yogi: I was just focusing on the ball and pins, but I wasn't looking.
Boo-Boo: Then how did you look into the pinball machine when you didn't pay attention to it?
Yogi: I'm dumb enough to look at the buttons and arrows. Every game has a trying score. We'll done for now.
Boo-Boo: Good game, i guess?
Yogi: It's always a good game. The smarter bear gotta learn to act up and be the most intelligence bear of all of Jellystone.
Boo-Boo: You been out worrying for all your life as a cube until you learn to stand up for your rights and go out to steal other people baskets.
Yogi: Then look at how many foods i stole from the baskets.
Boo-Boo: As long they're not expired.
Yogi: *check the baskets* It feels like food in here. *take a peanut butter jelly sandwich out of the basket* Ah ha! Peanut butter jelly time!
Boo-Boo: You got us thinking about PB and J.
Yogi: A PB and J sandwich is worth a eating. *eat a peanut butter jelly sandwich*
Boo-Boo: Let's eat up.
Yogi: *drop the basket with all the peanut butter jelly sandwiches* A la peanut butter jelly sandwiches! *eat the peanut butter jelly sandwiches with Boo-Boo*
Boo-Boo: Om nom. So good.
Yogi: It taste like dinner and dessert mixed up to one big baby combo.
Boo-Boo: It taste the joys.
Yogi: Best night ever.
Boo-Boo: *burp* That's about the last bite of a PB and J sandwich.
Yogi: I had enough of these peanut butter jelly sandwiches. It taste like love in the air.
Boo-Boo: Imagine a donut flying around your head when you're in space.
Yogi: Ooh, i can easily look at a big donut on my brain and get the tiny bits of it. *dreams of himself in space as a astronaut as he see a big chocolate sprinkled donut floating around him and get hit by the big donut* Ouch! It gotta hurt!
Boo-Boo: Yogi, you're daydreaming again.
Yogi: More like i'm nightdreaming during dinner.
Boo-Boo: Tomorrow is going to be another day.
Yogi: Did Ranger Smith told us to go to his office in the morning? Think think think. *think* Nope. I can't remember anything.
Boo-Boo: Me neither. You're the smarter bear after all.
Yogi: I am. At least, i'm not the average bear you meet every day.
Boo-Boo: We better be off to bed.
Yogi: I got one bed for you and one bed for me *show the beds to Boo-Boo*
Boo-Boo: They're all mattresses.
Yogi: They are suppose to be mattresses. It's all ragged up and cut off with the cottons.
Boo-Boo: *lay on the mattress* It's still bumpy to me.
Yogi: *lay on the mattress* It sure does. Nothing can beat a bed from jumping with the monkeys out of the zoo.
Boo-Boo: Well, it's better off wrapping up the night to rest into our bodies.
Yogi: Goodnight Boo-Boo! Hope we rock and roll around the cave in the morning.
Boo-Boo: I'll be there.
Yogi: And sike!
Boo-Boo: What-so-ever. *sleep with Yogi*

TO BE CONTINUED

Next: Scooby-Doo, Fred and Yogi: Laff-A-Olympics (Chapter 2)