Author's Note: And now comes the eleventh entry of my reboot of SDMI, folks!

Once again, just like the past entries of my SDMI reboot, expect major changes to the storyline for this entry, especially with the culprit and motive for the episode of the same name where the only way I could describe my thoughts on the episode is through a facepalm.

I don't own Scooby-Doo. Hanna-Barbera Productions and Warner Bros. does.

Chapter 1: A movie and a night at the stadium

May 20, 2012

A weekend has went by since Mystery Inc. has dealt with the menace of the Humungonauts smashing their way through Crystal Cove.

The weekend came just before Crystal Cove's annual Robot Expo Week, which for this year runs from May 21 to May 25.

As the weekend rolled by, Shaggy and Scooby remained preoccupied by what the former and Daphne did that past Thursday night.

"Ri hope rou know what rou were rinking, Raggy." Scooby said. "Ri mean, rou guys practically rid that right rin front of Raphne's parents!"

"I know, Scoob." Shaggy nodded. "And thanks to that, Daph's been grounded by her parents throughout the weekend."

He sighed and shook his head as he sat on the couch.

"Daph needs us, Scoob." Shaggy said after sitting on the couch. "I mean, the only times, as far as I know, that Daph's been happy is when it's just you, me and her and when she's with her sister Delilah."

"Ri know, Raggy." Scooby nodded. "Ri just rish that rere's a way to rake Raphne's runreasonable parents change their minds on rou."

"Yeah, Scoob." Shaggy nodded as well. "I sure wish there is."

He sighed and shook his head again before deciding to reach over to grab the television remote and turned on the television.

At that moment, the television channel was broadcasting a scene where a clown-like man dressed in purple and green and armed with a rifle arrives at a party, flanked by an entourage of men wearing clown masks or wearing clown makeup and are also armed with rifles and machine guns.

Many of the people in attendance at the party were scared silent, as it was clear that the sight of clowns entering the party and armed with guns were no laughing matter, especially after the leading clown fired a shot into the ceiling.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." The leading clown spoke after firing the shot as he made his way through the party.

There was silence in the party room as the other clowns following the lead clown intimidates the party guests, which was then followed by a metal object dropping to the floor.

Once he was sure he had everyone's attention, the lead clown continued.

"We are..." The lead clown said as he reached the snack table and grabbed a shrimp before continuing, "...tonight's entertainment."

After taking a bite out of the shrimp and swallowing, the lead clown then continued, "I only have one question:"

Looking around, the lead clown asked the crowd, "Where is Harvey Dent?"

Shaggy and Scooby shared a look with each other as the lead clown walks towards a random guest, his rifle pointing at her chest, before grabbing her glass, spilling some of the drink in the process, before taking a drink and placed the now-empty glass on the nearby table.

Walking on, the lead clown tags another random guest as he asked, "You know where Harvey is? You know who he is?"

It was then that the scene cuts to outside a party, where a man in a suit encounters one of the lead clown's henchmen, who pointed his rifle at him.

"Hands up, free boy!" The henchman said, only for the man to move knock him down before proceeding to grab the rifle and disassemble it as he continued on.

Back to the crashed party, the lead clown carries on with his rampage.

"You know where I can find Harvey?" He asks as he grabs another random guest by the face. "I need to talk to him about something. Just something, a little, huh?"

Expecting no response from the guest, the lead clown then turned the man's head and carried on, saying, "No."

"This guy sure is a different Joker, Scoob." Shaggy said as he gestured towards the screen. "Completely different than the Jack Nicholson Joker we've seen last month before the school dance."

"Ro kidding." Scooby nodded as they saw a man entering a secret passageway through a wall. "Ris Joker ris no laughing matter."

Shaggy nodded as the scene returns to the crashed party where the lead clown is confronting another guest, this one wearing glasses.

"You know, I'll settle for his loved ones." He said to the guest in glasses.

The guest scoffed before responding, "We're not intimidated by thugs!"

The lead clown smacked his lips before looking at the guest in the eye.

"You know." He said. "You reminded me of my father."

Then, without warning, he pulls out a switchblade, pulled the guest closer to him and brought the switchblade to the guest's mouth and growled, "I HATE my father!"

Just then, a female voice called him out. "Okay, stop!"

The lead clown paused before turning, and seeing the source of the voice, stopped what he was doing and pushed the male guest away.

Walking towards the woman, the lead clown uses the switchblade to adjust his hair while the male guest he had just intimidated was led away by his henchmen.

"Well, hello, beautiful." The clown said as he approaches the woman, who was clearly unnerved by his appearance. "You must be Harvey's squeeze. And you, are, beautiful."

Walking around the woman, it was clear that the woman was intimidated by the clown's presence, and he inches closer towards her.

"Oh, you look nervous." The clown said as he faced the woman, who made a motion to retreat backwards, only for the clown to seize her by the head, pulls her close and places the switchblade by her mouth. "Is it the scars? You want...to know how I got them?"

Keeping the woman close by his side, the clown said, "Come here. Hey!"

Then, noticing that the woman was reluctant to look directly at him, the clown adjusted her head so she'll be looking at him in the eye.

"Look at me." He said as he adjusted her head, then he continued, "So I had a wife. She was beautiful, like you. Who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks. One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again. I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars."

The woman was clearly disturbed by what the clown was about to say next, so she motioned to turn her head away, only for the clown to force her to turn her head back so she could face him.

"So..." The clown continued. "I stick a razor in my mouth and do this..."

He then proceeded to do an imitation of a razor slicing his mouth open with his tongue before continuing, "...to myself."

With a brief sigh, the clown then poured his emotions out at her.

"And you know what?" The clown asked. "She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!"

As the clown released his grip on her, it was clear that the woman had enough of the tale, and she immediately proceeded to give him a kick as soon as he finished.

Even though it was a painful kick, the clown simply laughed as he retreated.

With the switchblade in hand, he gestured as he said, "A little fight in you. I like that."

"Then, you're gonna love me." A deep voice suddenly said, and then as the clown turned towards its source, a man in an intimidating bat-sized suit jumped at him, causing him to be knocked to the floor.

Watching the other clown thugs moving quick to attack the giant bat, Shaggy and Scooby shared a look with each other.

"Clearly no laughing matter." Shaggy nodded. "I mean, Jack Nicholson's Joker was dangerous, but this one is a clear...like...I don't know, Scoob."

"Reah." Scooby agreed. "Rand ro think rhat clowns are meant ro re funny."

(What movie are Shaggy and Scooby watching here?)

The duo then shrugged before turning to face the television, in time for the giant bat to make a poor choice of words.

That night, over at the Crystal Cove Terror Dome Stadium, night shift workers were busy doing last-minute preparations for tomorrow's opening of the annual Robot Expo Week.

A team of three workers have finished dusting a robot dog and has moved on to inspect the other robots stored in the warehouse.

"Gee, another year, another robot expo." The first worker remarked as they take a closer look at the robot.

"Yeah. This town never struck me as a technology-oriented place." The second worker nodded as he opened a compartment of the robot and leaned in to inspect the machinery inside.

The third worker nodded as he consulted a check list on a clip board, writing some stuff down.

Over at another area of the warehouse, another group of technicians were busy doing a last-minute test run for their robot.

One of the technicians was doing some typing on the laptop when a second technician walked by her.

"I'm just gonna drop by the washroom to relieve myself." The second technician said.

"Okay, Matt." The first technician nodded, not looking up from her laptop. "Don't take too long."

Matt nodded before exiting the warehouse while a third technician looked on.

Some minutes went by before they heard some growling.

"Did you hear that, Kelly?" The third technician asked.

"I'm sure it's just your stomach, Don." Kelly replied nonchalantly. "We all had dinner just a couple hours ago!"

"Well, you know me, Kelly." Don smiled sheepishly. "Always needing to have a midnight snack in order to satisfy my stomach."

Kelly scoffed but didn't say anything, because she and Don suddenly heard a faint scream, which alerted her and Don.

"Okay..." Don said nervously. "That...was definitely not me."

"Matt's been gone for at least ten minutes." Kelly said as she checked her wristwatch. "The nearest washroom is just across the hallway from the exit doors across the warehouse from here, and there's no way he'll taking this long to relieve himself."

Don nodded as he and Kelly shared a look with each other.

Then, there was another growl and by this point, Don and Kelly were concerned.

"Maybe we should go check on him in the washroom." Kelly suggested.

"Yeah." Don nodded, but before they decided to do something, Matt suddenly burst into the warehouse running and screaming and accompanied by another technician, who was carrying a laptop.

"It's out of control!" The technician accompanying Matt screamed.

"What's out of control?" Kelly asked as she and Don looked up.

"The Wyatt Robot Hound!" Matt shouted. "It's out of control!"

"What do you mean, out of control?" Don asked.

Just then, the warehouse doors burst open and were ripped off its hinges, and everyone in the warehouse stopped what they were doing as they turned towards the source of the commotion.

Standing at the doorway was a brown Great Dane with glowing red eyes, who was growling menacingly.

"That one!" Matt shouted as he pointed at the Great Dane.

Then, the Great Dane leaped and smashed onto one of the nearby crates, causing heavy damage and forcing the nearby technicians to run.

"I've been trying to get it to stop." The technician said with a clear tone of panic in his voice as he furiously types on his laptop. "But the Robot Hound wouldn't respond to my commands!"

It was then that there was more smashing and as the group looked on, the robot hound was running towards them!

"Let's get out of here!" Don shouted.

Everyone screamed as they dropped what they were doing and cleared the warehouse before they could get caught in the damage caused by the out-of-control robot hound's rampage and get injured as a result.

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