Mystery Inc
The rest of the afternoon was spent just hanging out, joking and eating ll the snacks. Velma was able to relax, feeling a deepening bond between these friends. She also found she didn't fear 'that day' as much.
'maybe still a little' she thought.
" Shaggy, do you think your parents would mind if we had a sleep over tomorrow night?" Fred asked.
" I think it would be ok...They will want the girls inside and us out here, but I can ask." Shaggy offered.
"In a minute...first I want to give you guys something to think about...we can talk about it tomorrow night." Fred said.
" What's up Fred" they all wanted to know, talking all at once.
" I think it would be cool if we started a real club, solving mysteries. With the repairs Shaggy and I have done and a few I have in mind, this could be our headquarters...I even have a name
to call the club" Fred explained.
" What is it?" they all wanted to know and were talking all at one again.
" Mystery Inc" Fred said, raising his voice over the din.
It was late afternoon when Velma announced...
" Sorry gang..I have to get home, I promised mother I'd help cook dinner tonight."
" Scooby and I will walk with you" Shaggy offered.
" No need too" Velma countered.
" I know... we will any way" Shaggy had made up his mind and wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer.
" Let's go then" Velma relented, walking down the ramp.
They walked slowly with Velma in the middle, with Scooby and Shaggy on either side. She didn't
object this time when Shaggy took her hand. She only looked at him and smiled.
When they arrived at her home, she took a deep breath, slowly retrieving her hand.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, accepting his arms around her waist, gently holding her.
" I know now...that voice was yours...I love you too.. thank you" she whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek.
Shaggy was startled. He started to say something...but Velma placed her fingertips on his lips.
" I'll see tomorrow night" she whispered, smiled, turned and walked up to her door.
Shaggy waited until she had opened the door and went inside. What would he have said had she
not put her fingertips on his lips? What he really wanted to say was hidden in his heart behind
a closed door. Did he have the nerve to open that door? Tomorrow night was going to be very interesting. He slowly turned and started walking away. He didn't think of food, only tomorrow night.
He started to run...
The Beginning