This is how it goes down

You start with Shag and Scoob, because of their adorable antics and bumbling. You telegraph your swing of the axe and miss. They run. You chase them. Architecture becomes non Euclidean. Doors open into the hallway they opened from.

Fuck, your stuck in the loop. Fortunately you carried your .38 mini deagle you bought secondhand because spike used it in cowboy bebop. You take aim

pow

A small furry figure disarms you. Fuck, you forgot about scrappy doo. You kick him and what should have shattered his spine sends him tumbling out the window. You continue chasing after Shaggy. You pass a mannequin of a human and dog. You don’t have a mannequin of a human or a dog. They fucking did it again.

Your turn, and slip on a banana peel. You tumble into your jumbo Chinese finger trap collection. You don’t own a Chinese finger trap collection. Fred walks towards you with a stupid smile on his face. You get ready to call him a collosal douche.

i would have gotten away with it too, if it wasn’t for you meddling kids

That’s not what you meant. What the fuck

Fred tears your face off. It’s agonizing, and then a wierd calm settles over you. You hear a voice that isn’t your own speak from your agonized lips. Some bullshit about saving a kabuki theatre. You’ve never even seen a kabuki.

this is why the gang is classified as a type 4 cognito hazard people