"Like, ouch!" Shaggy said as he rubbed the back of his head, which he had just bashed into the metallic side of the Mystery Machine.
Shaggy looked around the very dim lighted van. He could tell that it was parked, because the scenery wasn't moving in the windows and Fred was slightly snoring from the driver's seat, with his back to the door. Shaggy figured that he must have jerked his head back and hurt himself. He saw Daphne leaning against the passenger door and, with the help of a very fluffy purple pillow, she was sleeping there.
A cold, wet nose bumped into Shaggy's arm. It was Scooby-Doo rolling over. The dog laid on his back and its tongue hanging out of his mouth as he rested his head on Shaggy's lap. Scooby had wiggled around so much that he was no longer under the blanket that, now only, covered Shaggy and Velma.
Shaggy turned his attention to Velma, who was sitting beside him. It seemed that she had fallen asleep while she was reading, again, because she was still wearing her glasses and left her flashlight on. Velma was leaning against the side of the Mystery Machine, just like Shaggy was. He couldn't help but to smile at the gang's genius as she slept.
Quietly and carefully, Shaggy reached over and turned off the flashlight. He grabbed her book and, using her bookmark, closed it. Then, being as cautious as he could manage, Shaggy took off Velma's glasses, folded them up and laid them in the space between both of their bodies.
Shaggy stretched out his arms, closed his eyes and let out a yawn. Suddenly, there was something weighing down on his chest. He looked down to see Velma laying her head there.
"Velma?" Shaggy asked in a whisper. Her only response was cuddling closer to him. Shaggy let his arm fall down and wrap around Velma's shoulder; the other arm rested on Scooby's chest.
"Like, can I keep you?" Shaggy whispered into Velma's ear.
"Mm-hmm." she answered.
Shaggy started to worry that his heart pounding like it was would wake her up. Velma's answer did cause the reaction, but he hoped it wouldn't make her stir. Shaggy leaned his head on Velma's head. Then, Shaggy went back to sleep while he was holding Velma.
"Come on, gang! Let's get some breakfast!" Fred announced to wake everyone the next morning.
"Um, Shaggy, why is your arm around me?" Velma asked as she woke up. Shaggy very quickly removed his arm as she sat upright.
"Opps, sorry. Musta been dreaming about a giant cheeseburger or something." he replied. Shaggy was thankful that she didn't have her glasses on yet. If Velma did, she would have seen Shaggy's face turn red from blushing. As he handed her the glasses, Shaggy hurried to move the outside of the van before Velma could see him.
So, I think that I'm gunna use this for my Shelma One-Shots! ^_^
Reviews are welcomed, as always!
