Part 2
Velma Dinkley pulled into the Roger's driveway in her little red Honda Accord in frantic panic, her mind racing with the many worried thoughts about Shaggy and Scooby. She comes to an abrupt stop and jumps out of the car noticing she is the first to arrive but that was easily the last thing on her mind at the moment. She ran up to the tall front door and her body stiffened when she felt that the door was unlocked. She knows those two cowards well enough to know that they never leave the front door unlocked at night, especially when Shaggy's parents are out of town like they are now. With the door unlocked and the urgent text of help from Shaggy, she knows that what lies behind that door will not be good and that makes her whole body fill with fear.
Velma pushes herself through the entrance, carefully stepping inside not wanting to make a noise. She didn't know what to expect, but she did know that she didn't want to be detected until she found Shaggy and Scooby. Velma crossed over into the large dinning room/ front room area to the left of the staircase and through an archway opening in the distance she could see a light coming from the kitchen. Chills raced up her arms spotting the only light on in the quiet house.
"Shaggy? Scooby Doo?" Velma's voice was trembling. Something about this situation was different. She had been in haunted houses and faced more scary situations than this, but somehow this made her panic and scared more than anything.
She heard no response back and that almost made her heart drop. Shaggy and Scooby not yelling back for help after just sending an urgent message for help was never a good sign. Velma reluctantly entered the kitchen and her glass covered eyes saw what looked to be a half-eaten Shaggy sandwich on the kitchen table. This made her panic for she knew that there was no way those two would leave uneaten food just lying out like that. She had to think…what could have made Shaggy and Scooby stop their eating? She walked around the side of the large rectangular island and what she discovered made her clasp her hands on her mouth and let out a horrified gasp. Her dark brown eyes immediately produced tears at the sight of Scooby sprawled out on the tile floor and his lanky teenage owner lying with his back up against the dog.
"Sh…Shaggy? Scooby?" Velma's voice was filled with tears as she fell down onto her orange sock covered knees next to the dead Mystery Inc. members.
Velma fell down onto Shaggy's chest, folding her arms and letting out the water works fall from her eyes. The sleeves of her orange sweater were getting soaked but she didn't really care, all she could do was yell out 'No!' in between sobs. She couldn't believe Shaggy and Scooby were dead and that she would never once again be able to enjoy their company. Even though they were goofballs and they didn't seem to be the bravest in the world, they were still her best friends and she loved being around them…especially Shaggy. She felt that she and Shaggy had been developing this special bond lately that could have maybe lead somewhere, but it's impossible now. She loved him so much and she wish that she had been brave enough to tell him how she feels about him, but now she never will and the same on the other end, she will never get to know if Shaggy felt the same. She felt as if a piece of heart had been ripped out, a part that can never be repaired.
Daphne Blake was the next to arrive at Shaggy's house. She pulled into the driveway next to Velma's car in her own pearl white BMW convertible and quickly jumped out of her car running straight for the tall front door of the house. Daphne however, was not so concerned about the door being open as Velma was, she wasn't the first one to get to the house. She was more worried about the status of Shaggy and Scooby to notice that minor detail. Daphne pushed her way through the door and stopped at the staircase inside the dark house.
"Shaggy? Scooby? Velma?" Daphne called out hoping for a quick response. "Guys where are you?"
"D…Daphne…kitchen…Scooby…Shaggy…" Velma's voice was trembling and Daphne sensed some crying mixed in as well. Daphne stiffened up but allowed her feet to move her forward to the kitchen. She ran through the formal dinning/ great room area and through the archway into the kitchen. She could here Velma crying now and Daphne knew that it was bad. Velma is a strong person and it takes something truly horrible for her to shed a tear.
"Velma?" Daphne chocked on her breath saying the girl's name and made her way around the island of the Roger's kitchen. Her hands flew up to her lips when her dark blue eyes locked on the dead Shaggy and Scooby Doo on the floor and Velma with her head buried in Shaggy's loose green shirt. Daphne's eyes wallowed up in tears and she moved over to the short brunette girl who was balling her eyes out. She knelt down beside Velma and wrapped her arm around her shoulders. Velma looked up at her red-head best friend, her eyes red and puffy behind her glasses from crying.
"Daphne…he's dead…both of them…are dead." Velma chocked out the sentence and Daphne lowered head letting her long hair fall in her face. Velma bounced off of Shaggy and straight onto Daphne. Daphne accepted the hug and let her tears fall into Velma's bobbed brunette hair.
"I…I can't believe they are…dead," Daphne cried into Velma's hair.
"I can't ether!" Velma cried, her voice shaking. "I just walked in here to see what was wrong and found them dead on the floor. I couldn't let myself believe it…why would someone want to kill Shaggy and Scooby?!"
Daphne's mind wondered the exact same question. Shaggy and Scooby were fun loving guys who never did anything to anybody. Shaggy was a great friend to her and she cant grasp onto to the fact that he was gone. He and Scooby have been through so many things that the other two Mystery Inc. members haven't. She remembers all the times that Velma and Fred had been away and Shaggy and Scooby would still want to go with her to solve mysteries to keep the gang going. Though they appeared to be cowards, Daphne could always see that they love solving mysteries even when the ghost would always chase them away. She also remembers all the times she was kidnapped that most of the time Shaggy and Scooby would be the ones to find her and how brave they acted when they did. Daphne can't imagine what it would be like now without those two around anymore.
Fred Jones was the last to arrive at the Roger's house. He pulled in next to Daphne and Velma's cars in his blue Audi A8 and came to a stop. Fred jumped out of his car and ran through the front door not even thinking twice about them being open and just like Daphne, stopped when he was in front of the staircase.
"Daphne! Velma! Shag! Scoob!" the blonde called out wanting to know if his friends were okay.
Fred listened for a reply but heard nothing. Just as he was about to call back for them, Fred's ears picked up a sound coming from the direction of the formal dining room and kitchen area. He quickly made his way in that direction and as he got closer he could hear the sound more clearly…crying? It sounded like girls crying to his ears. Fred now ran to the archway separating the two rooms and from around the island he saw Daphne and Velma sitting on the floor looking horrible. Fred was about to ask what was wrong but before he could he looked down and saw the two goofy members of Mystery Inc. dead on the tile. He was speechless and he didn't know what to think, all he could do was let a lone tear fall out of his bright blue eyes.
Daphne looked up from Velma and when she saw the blonde leader standing behind them, she jumped up and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Fred embraced the red head back and began to stroke her hair. Daphne buried her head in Fred's shoulder and could already feel the part of his sweater getting wet. Fred looked up at Velma and he saw that she looked horrible with her tear stained face. Velma looked away from him and turned back to face Shaggy and Scooby. She couldn't look at Fred and Daphne, knowing that her one chance of that kind of comfort was lying dead on the floor next to his mystery solving dog and best friend. She began crying again and she didn't care that her sweater sleeves were getting soaked even more.
Fred watched as Velma fell back down onto Shaggy and he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. From what Daphne had told him of what she heard from Velma, there was something going on between the two and so he figures that Velma has been hit the hardest. He would miss Shaggy too though no doubt in his mind. Shaggy wasn't really the sport loving type that Fred usually gravitated toward, but they a different kind of friendship that was very special to Fred. He would always remember how much fun they had when it was just him, Shaggy, and Scooby having a guy's day to just hang out and not do anything. Their friendship was something special and Fred found it hard to believe that he would never get to experience those special moments ever again. Fred tried to be strong in front of the girl who was in his arms, but that still doesn't mean that the tears stopped coming against his will…
"Fred, what are we going to do?" Daphne looked up at him, her blue eyes now a puffy red.
"We can't do anything Daphne! They are dead! We can't just bring them back! They are gone…" Velma yelled still crying.
"Velma…" Daphne let go of Fred and knelt back down beside Velma, wrapping her arm around her.
"I think we should call the police, we need to get this reported," Fred said looking down at the girls.
"You are right…we need the police down here quickly," Daphne agreed sniffing back tears.
"I'll go get my phone from the car and call 911," Fred turned around to head outside.
"Ok Freddie," Daphne said then looked back down at her saddened best friend. Velma was still shedding tears, but it wasn't as hard anymore.
"Velma, do you want me to get you anything?" Daphne leaned her head down to look at Velma. Velma looked up at Daphne, lifting her glasses and wiped away tears from her brown eyes.
"Yeah could you get me a glass of water Daph?"
"Sure sweetie," Daphne said getting up heading to one of the cupboards.
Velma's eyes followed Daphne for a few seconds then they focused back onto Shaggy. She carefully looked at the lanky teenage boy and tears began to fall again. She looked at how he was sprawled out across Scooby but when her eyes saw his left arm, she had to check herself at what she was seeing. She looked more closely, them gasped when her brain confirmed what she was looking at. Velma quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of Shaggy's arm, knowing she would need to show this to Fred and Daphne very soon.