Weeellll… here's the next chapter. Who shall ask out who? Now, we find out.

Thank you Wherever Girl for your suggestions.

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It was a strange Saturday that day…

Melody walked along, enjoying the beautiful sunny day, having forgotten about the horrors of last night. Then again, most people found it amazing that she didn't forget her own name, though she wasn't THAT absent-minded. She just never thought much about many things that she didn't like, unless she and her friends were in a deadly situation, and never paid attention to much.

Fangs ran by her just then. "Hey, Melody," he said quickly as he sprinted.

"Hello, Fangs," Melody replied, waving to him then going on her way… not noticing the sound of brakes screeching as Fangs stopped and turned around, walking beside her now. Neither of them noticed Michelle Mayors and Bucky waiting in the bushes for them, knives in their hands.

"Say, Melody, you wouldn't want to go to prom, would you?"

She giggled. "Of course I do! Everyone does, don't they? Otherwise the dance-floor would be empty that night, hee hee."

"Ooh, I meant if you wanted to go with me."

"Oh…" Melody thought about it. "Sure, I'd love to go with you."

"YES!" Fangs pumped his fists in the air, right when Bucky and Michelle popped their heads out to kill them, knocking them out! The two teens didn't notice, however. "I mean, um, okay. Thanks!" And he took off again.

Melody continued walking. "I wonder if Alexander wouldn't mind him and his date tagging along,"

Bucky and Michelle rubbed their faces, glowering at the teens as they walked off.

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Speaking of Alexander, he was racing down the street, looking for any girl to ask to prom. He didn't expect to ask out any of the popular girls, knowing that they were probably taken, and decided to look for a girl who wouldn't be embarrassed to see him in public.

*BAM!*

He was looking so hard that he wasn't watching where he was going, and crashed right into Velma! His sunglasses and her glasses fell off upon impact. "Yikes! Sorry!" he gasped, clumsily grabbing the wrong pair of glasses, while Velma blindly picked up his.

"Jinkies, either the sun's gone out, or I've got the wrong glasses," Velma said, taking them off and handing them to Alexander, while he handed hers back. "That's better. What's your rush, Alexander?"

"I'm looking for a prom date. …Do you know if any girls who are still available?"

Velma recalled her conversation with the other girls earlier that morning, and remembering their deal, decided not to say a word. "Well, I know that I'm available,"

"Oh, well would you like to-" Alexander paused, seeing Eddy Grueler walking up from behind Velma. "YIKES! RUN!" he then shot off.

Eddy raised his left scissor-hand, preparing to strike…

*WHAM!*

…But a kid on a skateboard crashed into him, knocking him into the trash cans. "Oh, crud! Sorry about that, sir." The kid said. On his board was the famed puppy Scrappy Doo.

"Gosh, Flim-Flam, you really knocked him out cold." Scrappy stated.

"Scrappy? Flim-Flam? Wow, I didn't expect to see you guys!" Velma exclaimed.

"And we didn't expect to perform a hit-and-run on a skateboard," Flim-Flam said.

*Beep Beep*

Tinker drove up in Speed Buggy just then. "Hey, Velma. What's going on?" Tinker asked.

Eddy Grueler was getting up, but slipped on a banana peel and fell back into a garbage can, which began to roll off! No one noticed.

"Well, I was just talking to Alexander, and suddenly Flim-Flam rode by and knocked someone into the garbage," Velma replied, looking at the trash-cans, which were now deserted. "Whoever it was, they just left."

"I hope they're above suing little kids," Flim-Flam whispered to himself.

"Do you guys need a lift? Speedy and I are just out driving around, looking for prom-dates." Tinker said.

"Prom dates? Count ME out," Scrappy scoffed. "There's better things to do than think about girls and dances… like going after those creeps I've been hearing about!"

"Yeah, Velma, what's all that about?" Flim-Flam asked as they climbed in and began to drive.

"It's a long story," Velma replied. "You think you could drop me off at the library, Tinker? I'd like to do some research."

"And can you drop us off at my Uncle Scooby's, too?" Scrappy asked.

"Sure thing, guys." Tinker said. "You know the way, Speedy?"

"Rodger dodger," Speed Buggy sputtered, and drove down the street, dropping off Flim-Flam and Scrappy, then Velma. "Hey, Tink? I have a question,"

"What is it, buddy?"

"Why didn't you ask out Velma?"

Tinker paused, realizing he had let an opportunity slip through his fingers, and slammed his head on the steering wheel.

*Beep!*

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Pugsy was a suave guy… at least in his mind. He stood with DD near the mall, waiting for girls to walk by. "So, you haven't thought at all about who to take to prom?" DD asked, striking conversation.

"Sorta." Pugsy replied, watching as a pretty blonde walked by. "With my charm, I'll probably have a ton of decisions. Maybe I'll be nice and convince a few to take you and the others,"

DD rolled his eyes. "Boy, Pepper wasn't kidding about the talk about you in the girl's locker room. You really are full of yourself!"

"Ah, shut up. They're just in denial …What else do they say about me? Hold that thought." he saw a brunette girl walking by, and coolly approached her. "Hey, doll-face, feel like joining me at prom?"

"No, my boyfriend wouldn't like that," she sneered in reply, and walked off.

A redhead walked by. "Excusify me, babe, but would you mind being my date this weekend before you return to heaven?"

"Back off creep, I've already got a date." the redhead scoffed.

A girl with shoulder-length black hair walked by next. "Hello, pretty-lady. Care to dance the night away with me at prom?"

"I'm a lesbian." she said with a shrug.

DD began to snicker, and Pugsy scowled at him. "Alright, so I get shot down a few times, but I guarantee I'm going to get a date! …Besides, you ain't throwing in any effort for yourself."

"Oh yeah?" DD sneered, then saw a long-haired blonde standing by a water-fountain. "Watch this." he walked over, smiling. "Hey, sweetcakes, got a date for Saturday?"

The blonde turned to him… also having a mustache, and not exactly looking like the female gender. "Who you callin' sweetcakes?" he asked in a gruff voice.

DD paled. "Uh, sorry! Thought you were, um…"

Pugsy grabbed his arm. "Pardon my friend, he needs new glasses. RUN!" he said quickly, and they took off into the mall, stopping by the escalators. "That was TOO close for discomfort."

"What was?" Asked a voice, and they saw Kim and Valerie coming down, Kim being the one who spoke.

"Nothing. We were just looking for prom dates, and… well, we haven't had much lu-oof!" DD began to reply, until Pugsy elbowed him in the ribs.

"What he means is, a lot of girls are available for us, but we can't decide who to go with." Pugsy said, shrugging.

Kim and Valerie looked at each other, wondering if they should bring up the deal, but decided to keep their mouths shut. "Well, don't worry. You'll find some," Kim assured. "We're still looking for prom dresses, so we'll see you around later."

"Okay, see ya."

"Bye," DD said, then looked at Pugsy. "…How come you didn't ask either of them out?"

"Are you crazified? Kim's my friend. If I took her, everyone else would have the wrong idea and it would damage our reputations at school. …Plus, she and Val are nice girls. They're probably taken."

"Ah. Maybe you ought to find a girl who isn't as nice, then." he chuckled a bit. "Gotta admit, you'd both make a great couple!"

Pugsy grabbed the sides of DD's hat and pulled it over his face. "How about you shut up, before you wind up going to prom in a body-cast?" With that, he stormed off.

"DD, are you okay?" came a voice, and Debbie ran over and pulled the cap up for him. "Man, Pugs can be a real jerk, can't he? Too bad Fangface isn't around to eat him, huh?"

"Yeah," DD said, then looked at her. "Hey, Debbie… are you going to prom?"

"Of course, why?"

"Well… would you mind going with me? I-I mean, as a friend, if you want, I mean-"

Debbie patted him on the shoulder. "Sure. It's fine with me,"

DD stared at her. "R-Really? Wow…" he then fell back, fainting.

Pugsy was watching from a distance. "Beginner's luck," he scoffed, then walked off.