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Chapter 4 The Dinner with Bo

Shaggy was sitting on his bed, groaning every five seconds. This wouldn't have bothered Fred that much, but now Scooby had joined in on the whining, making it twice as loud and twice as annoying.

"Would you stop that already?" Fred cried to both of them. He had been trying to think of a way to survive the evening. Dinner in the house seemed to be the same every night: Fred would try to sit next to Daphne but Clarissa would end up putting herself between the two; then, he would be forced to listen to her drone on about herself for hours. Hopefully, that night would be different.

"But, like, don't you understand how bad dinner's going to be tonight?" Shaggy asked. "Velma's going to be drooling over that Bo dude the whole time!" He pulled at his hair and rested his head on his knees.

Fred smirked. "But, Shaggy," he said, feigning innocence, "why would that matter to you? It's not like you have a reason to be so protective of Velma."

Fred laughed as Shaggy's face turned bright red. He didn't seem capable of responding. Finally, after a moment of thought, it was Shaggy's turn to smirk as he replied, "Well, that's true, but if Velma's practically in love with this guy after knowing him for an hour, imagine what Daphne's reaction will be. I'll bet she won't be able to keep her eyes off him."

The words took immediate effect. Fred's face went from laughing to angry so quickly that it didn't seem humanly possible. He went slightly pale as he thought of Daphne flirting with some other guy, some guy that could be potentially dangerous.

"You know, now that I think about it," Fred commented, "this Bo character is really suspicious. I mean, for all we know, he could be the one dressing up as a pirate and scaring people away."

Shaggy smiled as the two then began to discuss ways in which Bo could, in fact, be the terrible creature that was prowling around the lighthouse.

A short while later, Sharon informed the teenagers that their guest had arrived and that dinner was ready. As the gang filed down the staircase, Fred placed a hand protectively on Daphne's shoulder and he turned around to see that Shaggy had done the same with Velma.

Daphne got butterflies in her stomach as soon at Fred's touch. She knew it was silly to be so excited over something like that, but she couldn't help it. She was still smiling at the thought of him being so close when she entered the kitchen.

Standing there in a worn plaid shirt and jeans was Bo Jensen, probably one of the most attractive guys she'd ever seen. Daphne blushed as Bo winked at her.

The boy was hot and all, but he was nothing in her mind compared to Fred.

Fred quickly took a seat next to Daphne at the table, only to find that Clarissa had stolen the chair on the other side of him. Bo sat directly across from Daphne, much to Fred's dismay.

Dinner for Daphne was a rather pleasant affair. Bo was really nice, sweet and funny, even though something about him was a little off. She also enjoyed how upset Fred seemed to be getting. Could that be jealousy? She quickly shook her head to rid herself of such a thought. Why would Fred Jones, the most perfect guy in the world, be jealous of Bo?

Velma seemed to realize how upset Shaggy was becoming throughout the course of the meal and she promptly ignored their guest for the evening. She tried her best to cheer Shaggy up, even going so far as to complain she was tired and rest her head on his shoulder. This seemed to have the desired affect as he perked up right away.

"So, Fred, what does everyone do in this little mystery-solving group of yours?" Bo asked.

"Well, Velma's the smart one," the blonde responded. "She usually figures out what's going on."

"Yes, and Fred's the leader," Daphne piped up. "He's typically the one that gets us to work together to catch the bad guy." She smiled adoringly at him for a split second before catching herself.

"Then what do you do, Daphne?" Bo questioned.

The red-head seemed flustered. Her face flushed slightly as she realized that she didn't know what she did for the group. "I, err…"

"Daphne helps me," Fred answered for her. He put his arm around Daphne and explained, "She's kind of like my partner. I wouldn't be able to put everything together if I didn't have her there to help me."

"So you two are a team?" Bo asked skeptically. "Like Yin and Yang."

"Exactly," Fred replied, smiling kindly though he narrowed his eyes. He was wondering why the caretaker at the old lighthouse would be so curious about the inner-workings of their group.

Bo eyed the two across from him. He noted that Daphne wasn't one of the main people that allowed Mystery, Inc. to function. Fred and Velma seemed to be the much needed members, but, if they were gone, the three remaining wouldn't stand a chance on their own.

"And, like, Scoob and I provide comic relief," Shaggy said with a smile.

Bo chuckled a little as he rose from his seat. "Dinner was fantastic, Sharon," he said. "But I'm afraid I have to get going now."

"So soon? Well, please feel free to come back any time," Sharon told him as the boy left the house.

Fred and Shaggy both sighed with relief.

"That was...nice," Daphne said, trying to break the silence that had spread over the table since their guest left.

"Yeah," Donald responded. "It was sweet of you to invite him over, Velma."

Velma looked surprised. "But I didn't. He said that you asked him to come for dinner."

Donald shrugged and got up. He didn't seem to think much of this occurrence, but Velma's mind was calculating and processing. She was beginning to like Bo less and less as he started to look more and more suspicious.