With daylight a faint memory, various shadows were creeping out from their dark corners and moving in towards their unsuspecting victim. On the lowest level of the household, Velma had tucked herself deep in one of her favorite places; the basement. But in all her brilliance, she had been so absorbed in the book she had been curled around, to notice that the sun had retreated and she was squinting more and more at the page before her. But the plot was getting so involved; she wasn't paying attention to much else…
*blink blink blink* ~Buzz Buzz Buzz~
Clicking on nearby; a small blinking light flashed and let out a small buzz. Head snapping up from the bean bag she had been tucked into, she looked at the light in surprise! Flicking her eyes towards the door that lead to the basement, that light and particular buzz meant only one thing!
Daphne.
…After several encounters with the red head, Velma had heard enough of her lectures about reading without proper lighting. And it was those situations, that she had installed a small alarm system to help her avoid such conflict. And it was in such a location, and placement that the redhead would never notice it among the many other lights, switched and dials that she had installed nearby. She also had others that were set up for other situations, but they only would light up when certain conditions were met. And the ones that were triggered meant Daphne was coming down the stairs.
With only seconds to spare, Velma slipped a bookmark in place and gave a sharp set of two claps. The program she set up heard the key sounds, and flicked to life. Turning on several nearby lights, her program made it seem like it had been that way the whole time. With the lights in place, she quickly pulled the bookmark out of the way and lowered her head in time for the door to get knocked upon.
"Velma?"
Peeking around the door, Daphne peered into the basement in search for Velma. It took only a brief scan, before she found her tucked in one corner with book in hand. None the wiser, that she had almost caught her in the dark and reading. Though Velma did notice that Daphne had seen the light and nodded, making her glad she had set up that warning system ahead of time. One lecture less, was always good.
"Yeah Daph, what's up?" Velma said, shifting herself on the beanbag making it squish and crinkle as she moved. Picking up the bookmark and placing it into the book, back into the same page that it had been only moments before. Daphne moved across the basement and stood only a few feet away from Velma, so that she didn't have to raise her voice in order for them to talk.
"Oh, I was just thinking about kidnapping you." Daphne said with a nod, looking about the basement and taking in how the basement was set up. Trying to gauge what the younger woman had been up to since she had seen her last. But the basement tended to be covered in various projects and papers that it was sometimes hard to tell what had been worked on, among the clutter. For keeping her room so pristine, Velma was awfully messy with her workspace. Velma placed the book by her side and snorted at the halfhearted comment on why she had come all this way to bug her.
"Kidnap me?" Velma chuckled as tried to extract herself out of the bean bag chair, though the chair had other ideas and shifted in such a way that the younger woman was struggling to get to her feet. "Shouldn't that be the other way around?"
"Well, at the rate you're going… I might have to wait till the bean bag finishes with you before I get my turn." Daphne snickered, enjoying watching Velma struggle to get out. She placed a hand on her hip and shifted her weight to watch Velma wiggle about and try to free herself.
"…Har har. A little help here?" Velma slumped back into the ensnaring piece of furniture, thrusting a hand out for Daphne to offer her some assistance. If she wanted to kidnap her, she would first have to free from her previous captor.
Laughing a bit, Daphne watched only for a few seconds more before reaching down and pulling Velma free. Making sure to brace herself, so that she didn't fall over while she was trying to get Velma out. The last thing they needed was her falling over and adding more to the trouble. Once out, Daphne held on to Velma's hand to make sure she got her footing ok, before letting go.
"Thanks." Velma said as she moved to dust herself off. Not expecting the bean bag to have given her that much hassle, just to get out of it. "I'll never know how Shaggy and Scooby sleep on these things over a bed."
"Heh, I wonder that sometimes myself." Daphne shrugged, "It works for them though. "
"Yeah." Velma tried to picture herself laying on a pile of them and while it was comfortable to sit in, it was hard to picture a pile being all that comfortable. Moving to place her book aside, Velma turned back to Daphne and held her hands out in front of her. Like the kind of pose you would see someone with handcuffs on.
"Alright, you helped me out… So where do you want to kidnap me too? Or are you just going to toss me over your shoulder and walk off with me." Velma had to add with a jab at Daphne, who huffed in response.
"No, I'll let you walk on your own power for this kidnap." She said shaking her head. As much fun as it was to be kidnapped by Shaggy, it still had been kind of embarrassing to be hauled out of the house like that. "Actually, I just wanted someone to join me for a walk. And you've been hiding down here long enough, that I figured you could use some fresh air."
Looking up at one of the nearby windows, Velma could clearly see that it was dark out. Looking back to Daphne, she raised an eyebrow and looked the woman over.
"…A walk? Now?"
Thinking it over, she really wasn't against the idea. But a night walk did feel a bit odd all of a sudden. Not that she hadn't done it before, but she hadn't really expected to do that randomly, that night.
"Yeah, I figured we could use the exercise!" Daphne chirped, started to move towards the basement stairs to lead the way. She wasn't wearing the right outfit for it, but it wouldn't take her long to chance. Especially if she had to wait for Velma to get dressed too.
Velma gave her another look, but followed Daphne anyway.
"…Don't we get enough exercise being chased all the time?"
"Well, sometimes it would be nice to be able to workout at our own pace." Daphne said with a toss of her hand. "… But if you really need a monster running behind you to get a workout, I bet I could get Fred or Shaggy to wear some mask and chase after us."
"…" Wide eyed, Velma tried to consider the idea. But both mental images were more then she could take. Especially with the possibility of someone going out to throw out some trash, and looking up in time to see the two ladies run by with some goofy looking Fred or Shaggy in a mask chasing behind them. What would the neighbors think?
"Sans monster would suit me fine. Plus, I don't know how well the neighbors would appreciate that." Velma pointed out, earning a chuckle from Daphne as she started up the stairs.
"Alright, one workout minus the monster… coming up!"
