Beaming like a champ, Fred was thrilled at the new addition to his outfit that Daphne finally settled on.

Sitting pretty on his coifed blond hair, was Velma's princess hat. Orange in color, it stuck almost two feet above his head and ended with a point that had a red bit of cloth that hung from it. Just adding another layer of absolute ridiculousness to Fred's outfit. (Not that it needed more.)

Velma had ended up fishing out one of Shaggy's khaki vests, as a last-ditch effort to add something else to her current outfit. It clashed a bit with her current color scheme, but it wasn't anywhere near as bad as what Fred was wearing. So, she had that going for her. Plus, she didn't really have time to try to find something else that would match.

"Ok, well with Rule three out of the way, I guess we should start heading to the kitchen?"

Velma offered to the others, as she pulled up her note and read it over again. Fishing it out of her previous clothes that had been draped over one arm as they moved away from the attic. Rule one was no common utensils, Rule two was no normal drinks, and rule three was why they were in their current outfits. And as it was just about time that Shaggy had put down for the holiday to start, they might as well be on their way.

"Yeah, I'm curious to what the Shaggster is up to with this shindig. Sounds pretty nuts so far." Fred said curiously, the guys usually didn't go halfway with things. So, already it was shaping up to be something! Crazy, or at the very least be something memorable for the gang.

"Yeah, but I want to at least drop off my old clothes in my room. I don't want to take them with us, to whatever Shaggy has planned."

Daphne said, holding up her own bundle of clothing. She really didn't want to leave it to get lost in the attic, and her room was on the way anyway. So was the rest of their rooms, as they progressed from the second floor to the first and eventually the kitchen.

Because where else would the two goofs hold their Hilaria Feast and Festivities?

Dropping off their own pajamas, the trio make quick work through the house and made it to the swinging door that separated them from the kitchen beyond. Pausing to look at one another, the two ladies nodded towards Fred. Since he was the leader and all, he would be the perfect candidate to be the first to stick his neck into the unknown. Resigning himself, since he was the leader, Fred gulped and extended a shaking hand to reach towards the door. Fearful of what could lay behind the doorway, and not knowing what sort of things to expect from the Duo. It was April Fools after all.

"Here goes nothing..."

Placing his palm on the wood, Fred pushed the door and peered into the kitchen wearily. He flinched for a second, before peeking one eye to take a look inside. But what he saw, he had not expected...

"Whoa."

Leaving the two confused women in the hall, Fred pressed into the Kitchen to take in the sight. Leaving them to glance at each other before trailing after him. With the ladies following before they too noticed what had caught Fred's attention had silenced the man in surprise. Each of them gasping as they noticed it as well.

Covering the kitchen, sat every type of holiday decoration that the Mystery Inc household owned. (Daphne wondered if Shaggy and Scooby had managed to get past the storage closet in one piece when they tried to get the decorations from inside. Being the kind of storage spaces that would send a tidal wave of objects at whom ever tried to even take a peek at the condensed contents. Overwhelming anyone who dare open the door, and being a pain to clean up due to the mess. Being one those THOSE kinds of closets. Their Garage was like that too.)

From strung up Christmas lights, to hanging little paper cupids and vinyl window hearts. Banners of birthday greetings sat hanging over a string of ceramic Halloween pumpkins, sitting next to the plush turkey center piece that Fred had gotten from his mom. Several scattered colored Easter eggs and rabbits we strewn about on various surfaces on the kitchen counters. And little plastic metallic streamers from Fourth of July hung about the room in random spots. It was an odd and eclectic mix to be sure.

It was bizarre to see all the different themes all cobbled together in one place. Definitely adding a holiday feel to the room, even though it was a bit strange way to do so. A mishmash of all the decorations that Mystery Inc had collected over the years they had lived in the house, and family hand-me-downs from their parents. And even some that they had inherited from the previous owner, Miss Snowlark.

But sitting in the middle of the kitchen, sat the strangest display out of it all... What seemed to be a thin, metal tree, with something dangling from the various branches.

It almost looked like colored strands... of something. But it was hard to see in the odd lighting from the other decorations and lack of any natural or normal lighting. But that didn't last for long. As Shaggy and Scooby were hiding in the background, waiting for the rest of the gang to finally arrive.

"Tah dah!"

"Rah Rah!"

They both shouted, flicking on the lights and letting the rest of the gang see their master piece in full view and lighting. Luminating the display and allowing the rest of the gang to get a better look at the crazy collection of things in the kitchen.

Turning around, the rest of the gang were finally able to spot the pair.

Standing there with a beaming smile, was Shaggy. Wearing one of the few red shirts he owned, it was also paired with his blue jeans. Not an outfit that he had worn in a while, but also not an unfamiliar one. Tied around his neck, was one of Fred's ascots, looking quite silly on the man. But at least it didn't clash as much with his red shirt, compared to his normal green one. But it was sitting over the neck tie of Scooby's 'Don't forget to Feed the cook' apron, that was hanging off the back of Shaggy, like a cape. And he was wearing some brightly colored striped socks, that had the individual toes. But it was hard to know who the socks had belonged too, after all of them had been given several pairs as a gag gift one Christmas from an eager daddy Skip Jones. And it wasn't like they were color coordinated to the gang, so it was kind of a group pile of socks that didn't really get used, unless the gang felt like being silly.

So, this was a perfect time to wear the odder footwear.

Scooby was more in the vein of Fred, with a mix of a few things. Covering his ears and top of his head, was a pair of Shaggy's bellbottoms. Shaggy must have helped him tuck the legs into itself, since now it was stuffed in on itself to make an odd pair of brown bunny ears. Lying about his neck, like a weird shawl or bandana, was one of Velma's red skirts. And several of Daphne's bracelets that she kept for nicer occasions, sat upon his tail.

"Scooby was tempted to try on your go-go boots again Daph, but I reminded him that you didn't really appreciate that the last he just borrowed some of your bangles instead. Less fragile things for him to break."

"Thank you for that." Daphne said relieved. The last thing she needed was to have to reshape the leather back to fit her feet once the party was over. It had been hard last time, and her boots were an André Courrèges original. So, it was hard enough to find them in her colors, let alone know someone that could restore them without a lot of time and trouble.

"So, welcome to the Feast of Hilaria! It seems that you guys are like' more than ready. Great outfits! Though I have to say, I wasn't expecting you guys to raid the attic for this. But it's perfect! Makes the holiday feel even more cool with its own look for it. So, let's get this party started!"

"Rah Rah! Ret's ret ris rarty rarted!" Scooby Barked, eager to get to the best part... The Food!

"Like, yeah Scooby. But don't forget, we have to abide by the rules!" Shaggy reminded his eager pal. Because as nice having yummy food is, they had some guidelines that were put in place to make this more entertaining for a holiday. Because eating food normally was well... normal. This was a time to have some little fun and change things up for once!

"Roh." Scooby sighed, slightly disappointed that food was delayed, but nodded as he understood that they had come up with rules for a reason.

"Don't worry Scoob, Like' help hand out the bags, will you?" Shaggy patted Scooby on the head to reassure him, knowing that the wait would be worth it, and they had just finished putting the food out. It wasn't like it was going to get cold THAT fast. Plus, who would he be without having some spare in the oven… staying warm. Just in case.

"Rah rah! Rake one, Rake one!" Plodding over to the pile, Scooby scooped up the pile of long paper bags and they made an odd clattering sound when he gathered them all in his arms as he came over to the confused gang that looked after the Dane.

"Rule number one, you are not allowed to use normal utensils in order to eat today. So, I have made some grab bags for your options. Leave things up to chance, and grab a bag!" Shaggy beamed, grinning ear to ear as he spread his arms out wide before him, gesturing towards Scooby who sat there and offered the bags to the confused group. Looking at the offered packages with puzzlement and interest.

"Well... What are we waiting for?" Fred snickered, figuring it wasn't worth dragging their feet with this. And plucked a rattling bag from the eager Dog. Shaking the bag for a bit, waiting for the others to get theirs before he finally looked inside. Pondering what awaited him inside the paper container he picked.