"Ah, done. Hey Scoob, what do you think?"

Setting back from his creation, Shaggy wanted Scooby to look over his work to see if they were about done with their snacks. Picking a piece of sandwich bits from his normal outfit as he waited for Scooby's conclusion. (His apron was in the wash, so it wasn't able to provide its usually protection.) They had been spending the last little bit of time, prepping a collection of reward snacks for the rest of the gang who was hard at work in other parts of the house. Also, he wanted a reason to break out his little pinwheels snacks that he had been sitting in the fridge for a 'rainy day' or basically when he got hungry enough to take them out to eat.

So, treating the rest of the gang for their efforts was always good enough reason.

"R'ooks Rood to me!" Raising up on his back paws, he leaned on his front paws to crane over the snacks in question. Collar jingling at the movement of looking over the tasty treats. Making sure not to drool over the creations, even though they looked slurply good.

"Cool, Here, this is for you. Thanks pal!"

Happy that he got the Scooby seal of approval, Shaggy quickly distracted and diverted Scooby's hunger to some left overs from the finger sandwiches he had added to the pile of yummy dishes for the rest of them. And that required to trim off the edges and crusts. A perfect bonus to keep the Dane busy as he prepped the platters and dishes to bring out to the others.

With Scooby's head lost in the bowl of his payment, licking the bowl clean once done; Shaggy dug through a nearby junk drawer in order to fish out a few bundles that he knew he was going to need. He also made sure to pull out some tooth picks to add an easier way to pick up the small sandwiches and pop them into mouths. But before he had skewered the first batch, he got a silly idea. Putting away the small, but plain wooden toothpicks. He instead grabbed a pack of small, plastic sword picks in rainbow colors to add to the little treats. Giving it a punch of color, and well... it was fun! Always worth the effort to add a bit of whimsy to things, even if the only result is a small smile.

Totally worth it!

So, Shaggy worked on making sure the sandwiches and pinwheels each had a sword and arranged them on plates for easy grabbing and snacking. But it was there that Shaggy realized he had a small problem.

Hands...

There were several plates worth of food, which most of it could be grabbed by both him and Scooby. Skilled in multiple plate balancing after years of practice. But there was more to grab then that, as they would also have to bring out a few snack trays to set these on outside where he would offer a break to the girls out there working hard. He was going to need to enlist in some other help. And Fred was the best choice.

"Hey bud, can you go to the living room and grab Fred? I think I heard him laugh a bit ago, and like' the TV is on I think. So, can you go get him and ask if he'll come in and led a hand?"

"Sure Raggy!" Nodding a bunch, Scooby crossed the kitchen and made his way to the living room to get reinforcements.

Confident that Fred would be willing to help, Shaggy moved to get some chips and dip prepped as well. To add a bit of crunch to the collection of foods. And at second thought, added a smaller bowl of celery and carrots to dip as well. Just so the group had options, and more food was never a bad thing!

"Hey Shag, what's up?" Eventually pushing in the kitchen door, Fred wearily peeked in before seeing it was safe to press in further. Having been working outside earlier, most likely on the van, Fred was rocking his blue short sleeved shirt with a few rogue oil stains and a battered version of his normal pants.

"Hey, thanks Fred. I was thinking of bringing some snacks to the girls and could use a hand. And well, this is for like' you as well too. So, I figure we can set up on the front porch with the trays and then call them over for a break." Shaggy didn't know how long they had been working out there, but it was long enough for a vital and necessary break and food. Plus, it was always nice to have a cup of lemonade when working hard in the yard on a spring day.

"Oh, nice Shaggster. How can I help?" Moving close, Fred awaited orders to see what he could lend a hand with. Approving of the snacks when he looked them over and looking forward to enjoying them as well.

"Can you grab the pile of trays over there that Scooby had pulled out of the closet, and then grab this pitcher for the lemonade?" Me and Scoob got the plates and stuff. Oh, and if you could grab this bag? I prepped some cups for the drinks."

"Cool, I got it." Fred said with a nod. Moving to take up the offered bits to bring.

Splitting up to gather each of their assigned jobs, they soon made a small train of tasty treats that moved through the house to exit out of the main door to get to the front yard. Scooby took up the reigns of command, and supervised Fred and Shaggy to the food placement. Arranging the snacks in an easier way to access it but protected from the sun and leaving room for the rest of them to be able to sit down to enjoy it. Shaggy was also prepared for dealing with any type of bug that might have finally come out of hiding to join them in the nice spring afternoon. Opening what looked like a little camping tent to lay over each snack tray to prevent any unwanted guests to partake of their food. Pulling on a small cord to open each one and placing it over the food. Or at least as much as one can prevent it in the outdoors. Also, the cups that Shaggy gave to Fred to bring outside, were covered as well. Leaving only the cute bendy straws sticking out of the colorful cartoon covered glasses, unprotected.

It was at least better than having an open cup, where any fly, gnat or other bothersome bug might ruin a person's drink by trying to take a dip and swimming a few laps.

~BANGACLANGKLANGCLANG!~

Making Fred flinch at the sudden noise, Scooby had pulled out a small triangle out of nowhere and started rattling a metal spoon bouncing around the inside of the shape to make it ring out. It certainly got the attention of both ladies working in the nearby flower bed... But so could have been just a simple hi, to get their notice.

But who was Scooby if not dramatic, and thus whipped out an old fashion dinner bell to call the ladies over.

"Really Scooby? Couldn't just call us over like a normal person?"

Grumbled Daphne, brushing some bits of dirt from her paint stained pants, and tucking a wandering strand of hair behind her ear. She had tucked most of her hair in a ponytail to get it out of the way, as she helped Velma take care of some weeds in the front of the house. Since it was such a nice spring day, letting them enjoy the nicer weather finally and get some much-needed yard work done. She had dawned on her grungy wear, mainly saved for outdoor projects like kneeling in flowerbeds or painting. A simple pair of battered jeans and a matching t-shirt. Topping it all off with a cute little sun bonnet to protect herself from the harsh rays.

"Scooby isn't a normal person, that's why."

Velma chuckled, pointing out the obvious. She was also wearing her favorite grungy wear for gardening and other projects. Rocking her red overalls and ratty t-shirt. Her knees were darkened with the dirt she had been rolling around in, and she was peeling off the pair of floral printed gardening gloves. Though it was hard to figure if Daphne approved of the design or had no other choice in color scheme due to limited local options when it came to gardening gloves.

"I figured you ladies would like some snacks, after working so hard on the garden out here. So, me and Scoob put together this."

"Aw, thanks guys!" Brightening, Velma was all for taking a break finally. They had gotten most of the garden de-weeded throughout the afternoon and had moved on to planting a few flowers that had gotten recently. She had just had been waiting for the weather to stop being so all over the place in order to get enough time to work on it, with today being that day.

"Yeah, that is very sweet of you." Daphne skipped up the front stairs and moved to peer at the various offerings that Shaggy and Scooby provided. Though she was confused at the small pyramid looking covers that Shaggy had placed over the plates. they were a sort of mesh, and basically looked like someone opened an umbrella and chopped off the middle handle bit and made it not water proof.

"Oh, you finally used those? Nice!" Coming up to where Daphne was looking over the tents, Velma recognized it instantly. "It was so nice of Mr. McNallie to suggest those. They come in handy with moments like this."

Turning to stare, Daphne gave her best friend an accusing look. Not recalling any time that Mr. McNallie had suggested that to Velma or Shaggy in her presence... which meant, "...You went to the mall without me?"

"I needed to get a new scented candle for the basement, and I didn't want to spend a crazy amount of money grabbing one from like the local store, when I could get like twelve for that price. Plus, his store has the aroma that I was looking for. So, it was a quick in and out." Velma snorted, waving away the huffy mallrat.

"And the wandering around, staring at the stationary for thirty minutes was totally quick..." Shaggy added fuel to the fire, being the one that Velma had kidnapped for the 'quick' run. But it had given him enough time to wander the kitchen wall and get Mr. McNallie time enough to have taken care of enough customers to come over and socialize and point out one of his new stock and those anti-bug picnic solutions.

"Well, remember those notebooks I gave you, and that little cute gel pen that looks like a plastic feather. Those were what I was spending so much time looking at." Velma pointed out to Daphne, defending herself from the time disparity that Shaggy was mentioning. Though honestly even if she had taken an hour, (which she sometimes could do, if she got distracted enough at his dollar store, or chatting with the owner himself.) It still probably would be a lot shorter than if she had gone there with over-eager Daphne.

"Oh, then I forgive you." Daphne relented, though she hadn't been all that serious. Wanting to pick on Velma a bit since she was handed the opportunity. She was just as bad as Velma was, when it came to the appeal of a fresh and brand-new notebooks. More than willing to buy a new one if it was cute or had a neat design on them, ignoring that she had like twenty other notebooks just waiting to be used in the first place. And countless others that only had a few pages of notes and could really use more love.

"Those little pens were really neat though. I loved the look of them. Thanks."

"Well, so he showed me this little umbrella like things for outside." Plucking one of them to show the rest of the gang, they gathered to see it as he explained. Wiggling it as he walked them through its workings to the best of his ability.

"It has this little pull cord that helps close it. And it also has this little plastic doohickey at the end that lets it hang easier for storage. But when you let the cord drop, it allows the little arms on the inside to drop down and spread out the mesh walls that help keep out bugs. You just then place it over the food, and voila!"

"Neat, but can we eat yet?" Fred said what no doubt Scooby was at least thinking. He had seen the offering earlier and was starting to get a bit peckish himself. And if they didn't start soon, the Dane might.