Scooby-Doo The Mystery Begins (insert reader) (Finished)

Prologue:

Warning: Just so no one gets confused, the prologue is for both guys and girls. The next chapters I'll be doing will either say (girl side) or (guy side). I'll also try to do two chapters at a time, to make it fair and so no one has to wait too long. Now, enjoy the prologue everyone!

It was just an average life for me, doing my usual with my friends......Well, I thought they were my friends. But as time went by, I realized how different I was from them. The reason why is because my so-called friends were actually the school bullies.

Time and time again, they had been beating up other kids in our school and taking away their lunch money. That kind of behavior is not what I'm into. So, after a certain point, I had decided that I had enough of them and stuck up for one of their victims. It was just a scrawny kid with messy brown hair, who looked to be two years older than me.

But even so, he looked scared and needed help. And that's what I did, helped him out. Naturally, I ended with scrapes and bruises, since I had to fight against the bullies, but it was worth it, if it meant that the kid I saved would come out unscathed.

"...Th-thanks..." he says.

I look at him, ignoring the pain from my bruises. "No problem,"

Just as I'm about to walk away, he speaks up. "W-wait!...My name is Norville Rogers...What's your name?"

Norville? That's an interesting name.

"(Y/N), (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N). Why?"

He fidgets a little. "...Well, I was also hoping if you'd be my friend,"

"Why do you want to be friends with me? Those kids who nearly hurt you were my friends, ex-friends, to be exact. But that was before I learned their true colors. Don't you have plenty of friends of your own?" I ask.

He looks down at his feet and shakes his head.

"...Oh..." I say, feeling bad for him. "But even so, why do you want to be friends with me?"

"Because...I think that you're really cool," he answers.

Cool? Even though I used to be friends with the kids who were bullying him, he actually thinks that I'm cool? And he wants to be friends with me? I put some thought into it.

"...Got a nickname?" I ask, catching him off-guard. "Norville sounds kinda...wrong. So why not go with Shaggy?"

He still looks confused.

"Look, it's like this. I come up with a nickname for you, and you come up with one for me. Our nicknames will be the start of our new friendship," I explain.

His eyes widen, and he smiles. "You mean--?"

I nod my head. "Yeah. Let's be friends, Shaggy,"

I hold my pinkie out for him. He then wraps his pinkie around mine. "Okay, (N/N)!"

That was the day Shaggy and I became friends. We had stuck together, always making to be there for each other. But little did we know was that we were going to end up making more friends. And it was going to happen in the most unlikely and unbelievable situation.