"Your menu's." A posh voice at the table said politely.

The two teenagers jumped apart. Red scratched the back of his head in embarrassment; Daphne's hands shot to her chest in surprise, her heart pounding faster than ever. She looked up at the waiter, almost collapsing in shock as she recognised those familiar blue eyes.

It was Fred. He was stood before her, in a disguise that only someone who knew the boy well could see through. He was dressed in black trousers, a white short sleeved shirt and a thin black tie. His blonde hair was hidden under a slick, black wig and his signature orange ascot was no where in sight.

Then he walked away silently, just leaving the pair with the menus. Daphne frowned in confusion, 'Was that really Freddy?' She thought. She was brought back to reality as Red thrust one of the menus into her arms and told her to choose something to order before the waiter came back.

Fred stepped into the kitchen, fists clenched, teeth gritted. "I hate seeing any girl being fooled by Red's 'nice guy' act, but Daphne, I just can't bear to see it."

"What do you mean, shes not really buying it is she?" Velma Gasped.

"She was about to kiss him." Fred growled.

"Like, what!" Shaggy cried out.

Fred looked at his two close friends, both in waiter and waitress disguises like him. Velma was wearing a long blonde wig tied in a pony tail; shaggy favouring a light red wig with a pair of thin rimmed glasses.

"She was leaning in to kiss him." Fred sighed, sitting down on some nearby boxes. "The only reason she didn't was because I interrupted them."

"Did they recognise you? Velma asked nervously.

"No." Fred muttered, before picking up a pen and pad and walking to the door, "I better go see what they want to order."

Velma waited for Fred to leave before turning to Shaggy, "You don't really think she likes Red do you?"

"No, no I don't." Shaggy said distantly, staring at the door Fred let swinging. "She's fallen for ,like, a lot of guys, I know she has, but she hates Red, she, like, really, really hates him."

"H-how do you know?" Velma murmured in a timid voice.

"I, like, just do okay Velms." Shaggy said in annoyance.

Velma started at him, she didn't ask again, if he didn't want to tell her it was fine with her, she trusted him. However, something about his reaction made her wonder just what was going through the cowardly teenagers mind. Could something have possibly happened between him and Daphne?

Daphne shifted uneasily now, she was certain it was Fred serving them, or maybe she just missed him so much she was imagining it. But then she looked across the room, and what she saw made her grin from ear to ear. To anyone else, the woman on the other side of the room was just a blonde waitress, but to Daphne, she was much, much, more. She was her hero, her saviour, her best friend in disguise.

"Uhh, Red." Daphne said innocently.

"Yeah babes." Red said smiling devilishly.

"I just have to pop to the ladies room, I'll be back in a moment." she said standing up.

"Alright, but don't be too long." He said grinning like and idiot as he ogled her, mouth hanging open slightly at the sight of her.

Daphne dashed over towards Velma, tapped her softly on the shoulder, and continued her walk to the ladies room. Once inside she began touching up her make-up, waiting anxiously for Velma.

At the table Red was growing impatient, their starters would be arriving soon and Daphne wasn't back. He looked at his watch, it had been around 5 minutes since she left the table. Tapping his foot he looked around for the waiter.

"Waiter!" Red called, raising his hand.

"Yes Sir?" Replied the red haired waiter.

"You haven't happened to have seen a girl in a purple dress and red hair have you?" Red asked nervously.

"Oh yes," Replied the disguised Shaggy, "She's a very beautiful young lady."

"I know," Red said grinning smugly, "but what I meant was have you seen her in the past few minutes?"

"No, Sir, very sorry Sir." Shaggy said but inside he was praying that Daphne had the sense to make a run for it when she had the chance.

Velma rushed into the kitchen and quickly pulled off her apron before shooting to the ladies bathroom. She opened the door and dashed inside, closing the door behind her. Standing by the row of sinks Daphne stood grinning.

"Velma, oh God what are you doing here!" Daphne gasped, pulling her friend into a warm embrace.

Velma chuckled softly, "Well, it seems as though Red didn't notice that this is yet another restaurant owned by the Rodgers family." She paused winking, "So It wasn't that hard to get in."

"Oh Velma, you guys never let me down." Daphne said, pulling Velma into a tighter hug.

"Umm, Daph?" Velma began nervously.

"Hmm?"

"You, you don't really like Red do you?"

Daphne gasped, pulling back she started at Velma in awe. "W-what?" She cried, obviously offended by such an accusation.

"Well, just that Fred said that you two were, umm, about to kiss." Velma murmured.

Pouting, Daphne's eyes became fixed on the tiled floor. "Well, we were going to, I-I didn't want to, but I didn't know how to get out of it, then..." A soft blush appeared across Daphne's face as she smiled foolishly, "Then Freddy stopped us." She finished, her eyes glistening.

"Well, Freddy wasn't too pleased about it." Velma grumbled.

"Oh." Daphne mumbled, lowering her head in disappointment. "Well, I better get back, Red will be waiting for me, but Velma, please keep an eye on us." She paused sighing softly, "That kiss was far too close to happening."

"Okay Daph." Velma said reassuringly, patting Daphne gently on the shoulder.

"Thanks Vel." Daphne smiled. She then left the bathroom, hurrying back to her table.

At their table, Red looked annoyed, but relieved that she was still there and hadn't attempted to run off on him. She smiled at him, their starters had already arrived "Wow, those look great."

"Nice to know you came before they were cold." Raid spat, his eyes cold.

Daphne batted her eyelashes innocently, "Oh, sorry, I was just trying to look my best for you." She smiled sweetly.

They began their meal in an awkward silence. Red was still annoyed at Daphne for taking so long; Daphne was just too scared to cause any further annoyance to the short tempered teen. Red finished the starter within a few minutes and slammed his fork down onto the table making Daphne flinch. She still had more than half of her soup left, so she ignored Red's attention seeking and continues to delicately sip her soup. He stared at her, she didn't have to look up to know his eyes were on her. Growing nervous she glanced up, instantly regretting it as she found herself locked in his gaze, unable to escape.

"You have beautiful eyes." Red whispered smoothly.

"S-so do you." Daphne said dreamily. 'No! no Daph don't fall for it, its just what he wants!' She thought, terrified of getting mixed up in his little mind games.

"I know." He grinned, flashing that dazzling smile of his.

"Arrogant pig..." Daphne muttered.

"What was that?" Red said, still smiling.

"Uh... I said they're big! Yeah, your eyes." She said quickly, batting her long black lashes at him.

"I can think of something else thats big." He said winking at her. Daphne blinked, her mouth agape as she blushed. "Wanna see?" he grinned, leaning in close.

"Uhh...I...ummm...I-I...no." She stammered, lost in his deep brown eyes. They were so close now, just inches from each others faces as Daphne's cheeks turned a darker shade of red. Her mouth was still slightly open, her eyes locked on his. Seeing his opportunity, Red leaned in the extra distance and pressed his lips against hers. Her whole body became stiff, her eyes wide with shock as she tried to pull way, only to have Red place his hand on the back of her neck and pull her in closer. She had no defence at all, her mouth was already open when he kissed her, his tongue already invading her throat.

Then he pulled away. Letting go of her head he ran his hand along her shoulder and down her arm until he was gently holding her hand. His smile was almost mocking her for so foolishly leaving herself vulnerable, his eyes gazing into her own, his slightly curly hair falling perfectly onto his face. "So," He grinned, "what did you think of that?"

"I...uh...uhhh...wow." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't speak, for such a low life piece of scum, Red wasn't actually too bad a kisser.

"Glad you liked it." He grinned, leaning in once more, his hand slowly creeping up her leg. Their lips were once again about to meet, and no matter how much Daphne's conscience told her not to, she leaned in aswell. 'Oh God, please someone help' she thought desperately, unable to pull away herself, 'Just stop, don't do this to yourself' she told herself over and over, but she knew it was too late, Red had done it, he'd got inside her head and somehow, made her fall head over heels for him.

Suddenly, Red cried out, jumping back and falling off his chair. Daphne stared gawping at the sight of Red Herring lay on the floor, and triumphant looking Velma stood over him holding a tray dripping with water.

"Oh sir!" She cried, "I'm ever so sorry!"

Red stood up, fury taking over. "Oh you will be!" He bellowed. "You think I'm going to stand for this! Don't you know who I am!" He panted, his nostrils flaring as her closed in on her.

"Red!" Daphne gasped, trying to turn his attention away from Velma.

Grumbling, Red gripped Daphne's arm and ragged her off the chair. "Come on we're leaving!" He turned back to Velma, "And this won't be the last you'll hear of me!" He yelled, before dragging a worried looking Daphne out of the restaurant and into the car park where a confused looking Mr. Stevenson was waiting.

"Done so soon?" He asked, smiling in amusement as he looked at Red's sopping wet hair.

Authors note: heyy everyone, sorry for the wait but I've been extremely busy lately (mainly with halloween and woooo I got head girl at school ;)) ^-^ I've had half of this chapter written for a while, but I never got chance to finish it until now, so please, enjoy :)