Chapter Two: Dance Class

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Soon, it was morning. In his bedroom, Braedey woke up to the sound of a rooster crow. He had been using some of the evening to learn about his magic, trying to learn about some new tricks he could perform, but had to turn in for the night.

Once woken up, he headed off to wash up, then get dressed in a blue shirt and black jeans, and used the bathroom before he'd start the day. He sighed to himself, then got his magic book, and headed off to see the others.

Meanwhile, the floating hand, known as Thing, was going down the hall to wake up Shaggy and Scooby. Scooby woke up, by running out of his room, with his tail that had a patch of smoke behind it, as Braedey met with Shaggy and Ms. Grimwood.

"Morning, everyone." Braedey greeted.

Scooby then put his tail in the fish bowl, panting in relief.

"Scooby, you woke up the goldfish!" Braedey told his canine friend, just as a fish came out from behind the rocks.

"That's no goldfish, Braedey, that's our pet piranha." Ms. Grimwood corrected.

"A RIRANHA!?" Scooby was scared again. He then ran like there was no tomorrow, as the fish bit his tail, and he sprinted away.

"So, where are the girls?" Braedey asked the headmistress.

"In the dance room." Ms. Grimwood replied to the brunette. "I told them we'd start the day with dance lessons this morning."

"Let's go see how the dance lessons are going." Braedey decided, following Shaggy and Ms. Grimwood forth to the dance room.

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The others soon arrive in the dance room, and at the same time, Scooby was trying to hop the piranha off his tail, but the girls thought it was a new dance.

"Looks like Scooby's very light on his paws." Braedey commented with a light snicker.

Shaggy chuckled. "Like, you could say that again."

Ms. Grimwood smiled as she had a tutu. "Very well, Shaggy, you take over for now."

"Uh, like, you're the boss, Ms. Grimwood..." Shaggy reluctantly took it.

'You'll never catch me wearing one of those.' Braedey thought to himself. "Where is your music?" He asked Ms. Grimwood.

"Thing provides music for us in this class. Maestro..." Ms. Grimwood told him, gesturing to the hand, which was next to Braedey. The brunette was a little surprised, but shook hands with Thing.

Thing came to the ancient gramophone, placed the needle down on the record, and started to spin it to play some ballet music.

"Great music choice." Braedey said to Thing, then looked over to Shaggy. "Why do you have to dance around in a dress, Shaggy?" He asked with a slight chuckle, once Scooby and Shaggy were going to dance with the girls.

"Uh... Well, uh... Because, uhh..." Shaggy wasn't sure himself.

"Because you will make my little girls limber!" Ms. Grimwood replied with a wistful smile.

"Right, that's the reason." Braedey said.

"Oh, we'll do great with Shaggy and Scooby teaching us dancing!" Sibella said as she spun.

"Totally!" Winnie beamed as she also spun.

But, Thing was then slowing down, as he was spinning the crank, and the music began to go slower and slower, until he stopped.

"Tempo, tempo." Ms. Grimwood told the hand.

Thing shrugged, then went back to the music, spiking the wheel a bit faster, the music getting faster.

"Thing is a great listener." Braedey commented, watching the girls dance quicker than before.

"That music really makes me unwind!" Tanis cheered, even if Elsa accidentally stepped on her gauze.

"I wish that I could help the girls in some way like be an assistant coach." Braedey said.

"Perhaps you could, Braedey." Ms. Grimwood smiled to him. "Scooby and Scrappy signed up to be gym teacher assistants for Shaggy."

"Cool." Braedey nodded to the headmistress. "Thank you, Ms. Grimwood."

"All right, girls, let's get ready for gym practice. Everybody head outside." Ms. Grimwood announced to the girls.

The girls put up their tutus and happily ran outside. Braedey was happy that they were going to be doing gym exercises.

"Like, follow us, girls!" Shaggy called once they all got dressed into work-out clothes. "There's nuthin' like a little run to get you into shape!"

Winnie bean to run on all fours while everyone went on two legs. Braedey was now in a set of work-out clothes: a blue tank-top, black sports shorts, and was sprinting, keeping up with everyone.

"And we don't have to wear a tutu either!" Shaggy added and laughed.

"Reah!" Scooby agreed. "Ro rutu!"

"Ah, there's nothing like the wind in your hair..." Sibella sighed.

"This is good for heart, mine beating fast!" Elsa laughed.

Winnie howled as she ran. "It'll keep ya warm too!"

"I got built-in leg warmers!" Tanis added.

"That's great, Tanis." Braedey commented.

The Mystery gang suddenly ran over top of Matches, trying to bury like a dog.

"Hey, Matches, how 'bout burning a few miles?" Shaggy joked.

Matches growled at him; he wanted to burn them, but he decided not to do it and continue to do his digging.

"Like, sorry I asked!" Shaggy then called.

Elsa ran ahead, enough to make the trees shake and apples fall down from the trees. Surprisingly, Braedey was even able to keep up with Elsa, jumping from tree to tree, along with doing a tumble in the air, and continued down on his way. Shaggy and Scooby, unfortunately, crashed against each other.

"Like as long as we're here, we might as well take a break and a bite." Shaggy chuckled.

"Reah." Scooby agreed to his friend.

Both of them ate their apples, but then, they cringed in instant disgust. Braedey grumbled to himself, throwing his apple away.

"Oh, don't you like crab apples?" Sibella asked the three, as she held her own. "They're 'fangtastic'." She then started to eat her own, even sucking the juice out.

"Like, you girls have strange tastes..." Shaggy looked a bit paler than normal.

"I have to agree, and I've been with you two for a long time." Braedey gestured to Scooby and Shaggy, once he got up to his feet. "Come on, let's keep going."

The girls followed their teachers, eating their own apples. But, unbeknownst to them all, Something was watching them from amongst the bushes and the trees.

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