Trick Or Treat Scooby-doo! ✰ <Ultimate>

"Like, why is it always us, Scoob?" Shaggy whimpered as they walked through a dark funhouse, clutching a bag of "protection" candy.

"Zoinks! Did you hear that?" Shaggy shivered, his sandwich trembling in his hands. Trick or Treat Scooby-Doo!

Daphne noticed a small, high-tech tag left on the ground where the Ghost Diver had stood. "Look at this. It’s a specialized fiber... the same kind Coco Diablo uses for her high-end designs." "Like, why is it always us, Scoob

The rest of the gang burst into the kitchen. "Did you guys see that?" Fred asked, his eyes wide with excitement. "A green glow just passed by the front porch!" Daphne noticed a small, high-tech tag left on

"But Coco is in the Coolsville Penitentiary," Velma noted, her brain already spinning with theories. "If these are her designs, who is wearing them? Or better yet, who is controlling them?"

"Like, this is the life, Scoob," Shaggy said, stacking three sandwiches on top of each other. "No ghosts, no ghouls, just us and a giant bowl of popcorn."