Title: Entitlement

Author: LM Simpson (Kady the Red Panda)

Pairing(s): Friendship!Shaggy/Scooby, Googie/Shaggy

Rating: T

Warning(s): Adult situations

Disclaimer: I never owned Scooby-Doo anything. Not when I watched the show as a kid, not when I first wrote 101WTKS, not when I wrote 102MWTKS, and definitely not now. Maybe that's a good thing too, even with all the Scrappy bashing…

Other tidbits: Okay, I like Scooby-Doo and the Reluctant Werewolf, though I'll admit it's a guilty pleasure because as an unhealthy-fully obsessed werewolf maniac, I feel entitled to have at least a soft spot for even the worst werewolf/therianthrope media work. (I legitimately like "Zombie Island," though.)

I thought this would be interesting… I still hate Scrappy, BTW. Unfortunately, 102MWTKS is still on hiatus for the meantime being. I just don't have the ambition right now. I want to finish Father Figure and Little Moments first, because I'm so close to completing them.

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The Late Late Movie aired on Shaggy Rogers's television set, which provided the only light in the dark house. The titular gator man chased after the buxom blond lead in the swamp as Shaggy ate another handful of garlic powder and parmesan covered popcorn from the bowl on his lap.

Googie shrieked and shoved her back against Shaggy's side.

"Oooh, Shaggy," she said with faux horror, "This is so scary!"

"Uh-huh," he said without changing his focus.

Shaggy went for another round. The gator man grabbed a scaly green hand onto the tripped woman's bruised ankle. Googie rubbed her back against Shaggy like a bear alleviating a scratch against a tree trunk. On to yet another handful for her boyfriend.

Googie frowned. It was time to give him a handful from her…

Shaggy felt a soft hand thrust itself under the bowl. Interjecting a "zoinks," he impulsively jumped, sending popcorn and powder onto the floor.

"Like, Googie, what was that for?" He left the sofa and squatted on the ground to collect kernels.

Googie adjusted herself on the couch. "Shaggykins, we've been going out for months! When are we going to, you know…"

Shaggy blinked. "…Going to what?"

Googie grunted. "You know what I'm talking about! I've barely been able to kiss you!"

His eyes widened. "Oh, that…"

"Don't tell me you've lost your libido in your early twenties, Shaggy!"

"Like, it's not that at all, Googie! Really!"

She crossed her arms against her chest. "Oh, really?"

He placed another handful back into the bowl. "Yes, really! I'm just not… Ready to commit to that stuff, that's all…" His face blushed.

"Are you kidding me! You're a guy!"

Her mind turned towards a possibility. "Is this about Scooby?"

The only noise in the house for a moment was a late night advertisement for a rotisserie chicken oven.

"Like, what makes you think that?"

"That dog is pretty much your world aside from me! It's always Scooby this, Scooby that… Scooby's your dog! I'm your girlfriend!"

He rose up, kernels and garlic powder covering his shoes. "Scoob's my best friend, Googie! We've been together through the best of times and the worst of times since I was a kid! Without him, I wouldn't have bumped into you at the grocery store!"

"But you pay more attention to him and your stupid horror movies than me!" She pointed at herself. "I'm the friend without benefits! Do you really love me?"

"Yes! It's just that…" He sighed. "…I'm just not ready for this kind of relationship, Googie…"

Shaggy scratched the back of his neck. Googie stared, tears in her eyes, as she continued sitting.

"Well then…" She rose. Her shoes crunched some popcorn into the floor. "I guess I won't be here anymore if that's what you want…"

She walked towards the front door. "Goodbye, Shaggy… I'll always love you…"

Shaggy stuttered. "W-wh-wait, Googie! I'm sorry! Come bah—"

The door shut.

THE END