"... I regret this already." Grumbled Velma, as she watched Daphne scramble through the attic in search for various parts of their April fools required outfits.

"Oh, you don't like looking back through our old stuff?" Fred said chipperly, as he pulled himself out of one of the clothing tubs with something she wished would have stayed hidden. Looking at her with a grin, and pointed to his find. Wrapped around his neck, the pink feathered boa sat draped across his shoulders making Velma cringe. Remembering the boots that had gone with it, and was really hoping to not break her ankles just for a small party Shaggy was throwing. Though Fred did look a lot better in the boa then she had. And they matched his earrings and headband from his outfit from the Battle of the Bands.

"It doesn't look bad on you. You should keep that one for today. Though I am more worried about the wheels that are turning behind the curtain over there." Tossing a gesture behind her, at the blanket that had become a makeshift changing room that Daphne had erected for her 'masterful' plan. Hiding what she was up to from line of sight, though the woman did appear from time to time to rustle into more boxes and containers to grab more for the growing collection that she was amassing behind the curtain.

Casting a glance towards the separation, he had to agree with Velma. "She has been cackling a bit like a mad scientist back there… I thought that was your shtick." Fred teased, tossing something at Velma for her to catch. Rushing to bring up her hands to nab the object before it hit the ground.

"What the… Oh. I remember this…" Velma grinned once she realized what she had in her hands. It was one of the monster masks they had accidentally taken off of two kids that had been 'haunting' the Tunnel of Love several years ago. Velma had worn it for most of the carnival, to match Fred's UFO that she had gotten him that he wore on his head from a carnie game.

"Maybe you should wear the little Alien again." Velma offered, and chuckled when Fred actually placed a hand to his chin to think it over. Nodding slightly as he mulled it over.

"Maybe, I'll have to see what cackling-magee is up too, before I settle what I am wearing on my head. She might have other plans."

"I heard that!" Sounded off from Daphne across the attic.

"We know!" Velma shouted back, with an added raspberry. Not like she had been trying to be covert. Maybe if someone was sleeping in the house, this late… but as the duo was probably downstairs working on the party, and the rest of the gang up there with her… She didn't exactly have to be quiet.

"You almost done plotting my doom over there?"

"Almost! But it's not that bad!"

Earning a shaking of Velma's head. "I'll be the judge of that. I remember all too well, some of the crazy things that you might be gathering… I can't believe I wore most of the things that come to mind that could be up here."

Grumbling, there was years of mysteries solved up here. And while they didn't take home every crazy outfit they tried on to escape or foil the bad guys day, there was enough that made Velma regret wearing most of them.

"The things I do for a mystery." She said with a huff.

"Oh, they aren't all that bad… You looked pretty good in that Cleopatra getup for scaring away those treasure hunters." Daphne called out from where she continued working. "Well at least once you had the mask off and weren't calling those creepy trained locust bugs. Ew!"

"You did make a lovely masked villain." Fred agreed with Daphne's comment. Velma being the only one of the gang to have actually been on the other side of the coin. Well, when they were in their right mind. Being hypnotized or mind controlled didn't count. The rest of the gang had been trying to 'save' her fake petrified self… but ended up capturing the real her in her disguise. Though she probably would have felt sillier had she been the one caught up in Fred's traps. But she had managed to stop the treasure hunters from getting their hands on the ancient artifacts, so the ruse had been a success in the end.

"I'm not attending April Fools day, as Cleopatra." Velma protested. The outfit was not only older but most likely falling apart after the harsh temperatures of Egypt and the makeshift nature of the outfit itself. While it looked good enough to fool everyone at the time, it had been made in a rush to put their plan into action. So it wasn't as good as she could have made it, had she had access to better materials, and maybe kidnapped Daphne for her fabric guru assistance.

"I was able to find the scarf you wore on that trip. I was actually thinking of wearing that myself." Coming out from the blanket, Daphne looked a bit silly in her robe and Velma's Egyptian piece of neckwear.

"I hope you have something better than just that, because even I know that orange clashes with Pink Bunny Slippers." Fred snorted with a laugh, having to dodge as she tossed something at him in response. Earning a rude tongue thrust at him making fun of her trusty homebound footwear.

"You're next on my list mister…" Daphne said with a huff. Pointing two fingers at her own eyes, before rotating her wrist to point them straight at him. "Velma first. Come on Velma."

"Here we go…" Velma joked, and rolled her eyes. Which just made Daphne reach out and yoink her into the changing room. There Velma was overwhelmed with the amount of work Daphne had put into arranging and finding the outfits before her.

Each hanging up on a hanger and placed on the piece of rope that had been strung up to act at the pivot point on the blanket privacy cover and the extra wrapped around to serve as the clothing rack. Mostly full outfits had been gathered and put on display for Daphne to plan, and for Velma to accept… if she liked it or not.

"Wow…" Velma was a bit stunned at the collection. Though most she really wasn't looking forward to wearing again.

Starting from the left, Daphne had hung both of their old green elf costumes that they had worn for a parade back in the day. It was UNBELIEVABLY green, and not exactly the most comfortable in the winter weather. Though at least it had been warm… But a bit tight fitting for her liking. She had preferred Daphne's small green cap, to her full cowl elf gear that she had worn. Sure, her ears had never gotten cold, but it certainly was not something she wanted to wear anytime soon. Unless it was for a Christmas in July fundraiser for some kids of something. Velma would make a fool of herself for a good cause at least.

"No…"

The next on the hangers was hers and Daphne's Wresting outfits. Book Worm and Fashion Sense. Another outfit she had dawned in the name of helping a child, though she didn't know it at the time. That only happened when they figured out that the monster was, in fact, two kids who wanted to stop their dad from getting hurt. And while she had kicked some serious butt in the ring with Daphne, and was able to put 'The Flying Dinkley' into practical practice... Velma wasn't exactly jumping to get back into the outfit anytime soon. Especially the boots. Again, she wasn't a fan of footwear that was over half and inch tall in the heel.

"Really Daph?"

"What? I thought you looked good as Bookworm."

"While that may be true... I don't think I want to wear it for April fools."

"Awww."

Moving on, Velma actually had to pause at the next selection. It was the Chinese Dress that she had worn before. It was a two piece, Top and pants combo that had been not only pretty but functional to run around in. And it was comfortable for everyday wear but nice enough for parties. The Red and black trim at the collar, wrists and ankles were a nice dark shade, and the rest of the outfit was her signature orange. And she wouldn't say it aloud, but had seen been able to fit into Daphne's elegant purple number, she would have considered it. Even with its ridiculous short sleeves and pink leggings.

"Hmmm…"

"Whoo, there is one 'hmm' in the lot!"

"Oh hush you."

"Never."

"I know..."

Sitting on the next hanger, made Velma cringe. It was her two cowboy outfits for their cyber Wild West vacation. She didn't mind her two piece western getup, but it was the frilly school marm' outfit she wished had stayed buried at the bottom of the box it came from. Not that she disliked the garment, or that it was uncomfortable, but the memories that came with it was less than preferable.

"I swear… I must have gotten drunk that vacation."

"You don't drink Velma. You sang that rendition of 'Oh Susanna' all on your own."

"It must have been heat stroke then. Because there had to be something wrong with me that day to actually get up on stage and sing that." Velma said embarrassed. She was glad that most of the gang hadn't been there to see her make a fool of herself in front of so many people.

"Well, that is not what I heard. I heard that a brawl broke out between two guys fighting for your affection. And that you even got whisked off stage before the fight happened."

"Ugh… don't remind me."

Shaking her head, Velma moved on to the next option. But the frilly snowflake, ice-skating dress she had to wear once for some undercover work was not going to be a high option for today's outfit. Velma was happy at the memory that she got to actually play official, real Hockey. Even though it was only for a little bit to solve the mystery. But Shaggy and Scooby had looked way better than she did, in their ice-skating duds. Not that she would wear that either.

"You know, we don't have too much time left." Velma commented, loosely guessing since it had been a while since she had come upstairs to borrow Fred's ascot, and ended up being dragged to the attic for Daphne's dress-up time.

"Aww… But I have so many more outfits to show you." Daphne whined. Though she knew Velma was right. She hadn't even finished her outfit, let alone got one set up for Fred. Hoping that he was able to find something while the two ladies were away. "Belly Dancers, the damsel dress with the Hennin pointy hat, your stuntwoman outfit… I even found the wig for that one. Safari outfits and our Kimonos… Oh! And that cute little no sleeved, crop top turtleneck you wore once!"

Groaning, Velma wasn't exactly thrilled with those options.

"Well, I think I saw some older outfits as well… want me to find your pink tutu, or that caveman getup that you can Shaggy wore on a case? I can always try to dig that up for you…"

"No no… I'll find something here. You better get something for yourself as well." Velma caved, looking over what Daphne had found and the few bits of clothing that her best friend hadn't gotten around to hanging up for display.

"Alright, I had my eye on something I saw a bit further back. So you get dressed in here, and I'll check up on that and Freddy."

With Daphne out of the changing room, Velma had no choice but to grab something. Not knowing what Shaggy had in mind, she wanted to make sure that she would be comfortable. So her first instinct was to go for the Chinese outfit she had lingered on earlier. It was well made and functional. And she had already had field tested it on the Mystery that had interrupted their Chinese vacation. But Velma didn't want to just cop out and wear the whole thing, even though it was nice. So she shifted over and fingered the lace that sat on her school marm dress and her cowboy skirt nearby. Each had their own look. But Velma ended up going with the longer skirt. Feeling that the thick, rolling pleats that cascaded down the front in a matching red to the Chinese trim, compared to the mostly red cowboy skirt with a thin trim of orange.

But she still had to get something that wasn't hers. So far, all her choices were her own clothing. Abet not normal, everyday wear, but still hers. Folding her pj's over her arm, she had changed and moved back into the room to see how the others were doing.

"Hey Velms! Looking good!"

Commented from Fred in his makeshift garb. Apparently, he had managed to get past Daphne's inspection and had made his outfit before she could stop him. Still wearing his Battle of the Bands headband and earrings, he also still had Velma's feathered boa around his neck over his normal ascot(God forbid he actually change that). It sat above his white wrestling singlet that went with the Mystery that she had donned Bookworm for. With matching light blue elbow pads and wrist guards. With a pair one of his many blue pants, that Velma couldn't place where it might have been from. But what really put his costume over the top, was his 'cape' that had been attached to the singlet. It was one of Daphne's Hawaiian skirts, in purple with pink flowers. That Fred was proudly posing and showing off, once he had seen her. Like a colorblind, fashion deprived superhero.

"What do you think?"

"…I think Daphne is going to kill you." Velma laughed, wondering where the woman was holed up that she was missing this. Or if for some reason she had actually ok'ed Fred's selection of clothes with a straight face.

"I still need something not mine. I was going to borrow a spare ascot, but I like this neckline too much to want to cover it now." Velma commented, trying to think what might go with her current outfit and not mess with her design she had going for her. Unlike Fred, which was more a hilarious jumbled mess of odd clothing, she actually had a nice look going. One that she figured Daphne might be proud of, once she came over.

"Who am I going to kill?"

Shuffling out from a darkened part of the attic, Daphne finally made herself known. Though she wasn't dressed like Velma had been expecting…

Coming out of what must have been their winter storage, Daphne had put on one of Shaggy's classic winter wear. Though oddly the scruffy man didn't wear a jacket as thick as the rest of them, something more like a glorified two toned green long sleeve shirt, with a silly brownish red furred cowl that hung around his shoulders. But that was a good thing for Daphne, as it wasn't winter at the moment. Had Daphne went for Velma's preferred winter wear, she would most likely melt in the warmer weather, even though it was a more chilly kind of morning. Tied around her waist, was one of Velma's winter scarfs, that wasn't too far off a color from the fluffy fur from Shaggy's jacket… So it didn't look too off. And Daphne had managed to somehow find a pair of their Mystery Machine racing pants, which oddly matched the darker bands of color from the shirt. Like Velma, tying together her outfit with a color scheme.

But once the woman climbed over a few boxes to reach where Velma and Fred had been showing off their respective selections… She stopped to stare at Fred's choices.

No one moved… as seconds ticked by with the woman caught in her stepping motion and visually picking apart Fred's choices. Or that was what both Velma and Fred had been thinking.

"Hmmmm." Putting her still bunny slippered foot down, she tucked her own other clothes over one arm to consider what was before her. Giving her chin a few taps as she looked him over and thought to herself.

"… It's missing something!"

Giving a confused looked between Velma and Fred, they blamed it on the fact that it was April Fools after all. Maybe the holiday was affecting her brain in such a way, that she was not only accepting the crazy combination that Fred had come up with... but now was planning on adding something to it!

"Oh! I got it! I know the perfect thing to tie that whole look together!"