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"The Mystery Machine Drug Bust" Written by ToastMmHot

The headlights flickered on the mystery machine as four teenagers: Shaggy, Velma, Freddy, Daphne, and their dog, Scooby, began to drive off into the night. It had been an average night of crime solving for the gang. This time they had busted a banker who had been the top suspect for the wicked Eagle-Anteater Monster.

"Wow gang, it's getting pretty late. Think we should hit the sack?" Freddy asked, driving the van as usual. Daphne yawned and nodded, "We've been up all day. I wish I could wash the nasty Eagle-Anteater-Goo off of me though." Freddy smiled at Daphne and chuckled, "Do you want me to wash it off of you?" he asked. The van took a pause. "No Freddy, no." she said with discomfort. Fred's smile sank to a distant stare at Daphne's chest. She glanced over at him with quiet rage and smirked. Fred grinned and shrugged. "Bastard…" Daphne whispered. Fred would always touch her, stare at her, and just completely violate her.

Velma rolled her eyes. Those two were always messing with each other. She was sick of it. She was sick of living in a fucking van. She was tired of cold meals in the morning. And she was sick of finding Daphne's tampons in her sweater. A tear rolled down Velma's cheek. She began to sob quietly in her corner of the seat. Daphne glanced at Velma wide-eyed. Velma glanced back. The two exchanged misunderstanding expressions. Freddie snuck in another peek at Daphne's chest.

Shaggy sprung up from the back of the van quickly. His eyes were saggy and his face was blank. "Man, like, how high do you think I got?" Shaggy asked. Velma growled and hit her hand onto the van's dashboard. Everyone stared. "Shaggy, I thought you and Scooby were sleeping." Daphne said, ignoring Velma's random outburst. Shaggy laughed hysterically and shook his head, "No—see, me and Scooby, were like, smoking a dooby." Daphne sighed and began to brush off the Goo on her purple dress. Fred watched closely. Daphne caught him again and sneered, "Stop…stop. Please."

"Rop...rop. Rease." Scooby said, now poking up from the back as well. He was high too. Shaggy laughed again and pressed Scooby's mouth against his. "We're like buddies, right?" he asked. Disgust grew on Velma's face. She leaned on her hand and looked out the window. There was nothingness outside. Just pure darkness surrounded them…at least, for awhile. A flash of light shined onto the mystery machine. Fred glanced through the side-mirror and sighed. It was the police again. "It's the police Freddy," Daphne said, "pull over to the side of the road." Fred took one of his hands off of the wheel and planted it on Daphne's shoulder. "Don't worry Daphne; we're going to be okay. Don't panic." He said manically.

Daphne frowned and pushed his hand off of her. She crossed her arms in a defensive manner. Fred pulled over to the side of the road. When the van came to a complete stop, the police car did as well. Out came a fat man wearing his badge, and carrying a gun in its proper sheath. The man approached the mystery machine and then knocked on the driver seat's window. Fred rolled down the window.

"Good evening officer," Freddie said. It was 3:00 AM. "Hello folks, were you aware that you're driving in the middle of nowhere at this time? Where are you folks heading to or from?" the police man asked. "Excuse me sir, we solve mysteries." Daphne said. The officer laughed and shook his head at the redhead, "Oh. OKAY." Shaggy and Scooby sprang from the back of the van again. "Man, is that the cops? Zoinks, they're like going to bust us for drugs, man. Good thing we smoked them all, right Scoob?" Shaggy chuckled. Scooby nodded fiercely, knocking Velma's seat. She looked at Scooby with a murderous glare. "Guys!" Daphne panicked. "Stop it you two, you're scaring Daphne!" Freddy grasped Daphne's arm forcefully. Daphne wailed in pain as she stared at Fred in fear, "Stop it Fred. Stop touching me…please."

The officer rubbed his chin. "Everyone, out of the car." He commanded. One by one, they all go out of the mystery machine. Velma was last. And as she climbed out, she gave the truck a swift kick and fell to the ground with tears. The police man stared but also said nothing to her.

"Who owns this vehicle?" The police officer asked. They all pointed to Velma. The officer rubbed his chin again and spoke, "Do you own this, miss?" he asked Velma. Velma looked at the cop furiously and said nothing. "Miss?" he asked again. She got off of the ground and held her face in her palms. "Uh…okay." The police officer said, taking a few steps back.

"Zoinks, the drugs are in the backseat, man." Shaggy confessed. They all groaned and stared at Shaggy angrily. "You idiot," Daphne sneered. "Okay, I want everyone's hands against the van. Come on, I haven't got all night…morning." The police officer ordered. Velma, being the rebel that she was, put her back against the wall of the van.

"How older are you all?" The office asked. Daphne spoke first, "I'm 17, officer." Shaggy bit his lip and thought for a moment, "Uh…Scoob, how old are we? Wait, you're a dog. HAHAHA." Shaggy gritted. "I'm 17, like Daphne, my girlfriend." Fred stated. His arm went near her waist. However, Daphne blocked access.

The officer approached them all. He was going to check them for clothing possession of drugs. First, he began patting Shaggy. He started with his upper back and then moved slowly down until he reached Shaggy's bottom. "Hey man, I'm all for love but not in that way! HAHAHA. There are more drugs in the trunk." He confessed. Daphne covered her face. She was embarrassed by the whole situation. "I'd be more than happy to check Daphne for possession officer. She feels much more comfortable with me touching her than a stranger." Fred said. Daphne shook her head rapidly, "No, please keep him away."

After checking Daphne and Fred, the officer approached Velma. They stared at each other for a short moment, before he gave up and moved on. "I'm going to make a trip to my car. Y'all don't go nowhere…or I'll have you in cuffs." He walked back over to his car.

"Way to go Shaggy. Why don't you tell him where the rest of it is?" Daphne complained. "LOOK IN THE GLOVE DEPARTMENT." Shaggy hollered. "Damn you! Shut up!" Daphne howled.

"Look on the bright side gang, we all got busted together. And that's all that matters." Fred smiled. Daphne hissed at Fred. "You violate me Fred. You pig. I hope you get jail time for that." Fred shrugged. Velma stood silently in disgust. She looked at her wrist for the time. 3:12 AM. Velma sighed and began to walk off into the distance. Daphne, Fred, Scooby, and Shaggy stared at her walk on. After a short while, she was out of sight.

The police officer came back. "Where's the nutcase?" he asked. They all shrugged. "Okay, well my partner will be here in a few minutes to search your vehicle. So keep quiet."

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What will happen to the gang? Will they go to jail and serve time for possession? Will Velma ever come back? Will Fred stop touching Daphne inappropriately? Find out in Chapter Two!