Coming back from their walk, Scooby and Shaggy were itching to get back to work. As much fun as they had been killing a few hours, their professionalism and eagerness for a little bit of taste testing… were winning out. So once the most amount of time they had to wait had passed, the two were back home and rolling up their 'sleeves' per say, to get back into the thick of things.

Pulling out a few industrial racks, Shaggy and Scooby wanted to transfer the cups to the tough blue plastic racks for easy transport and stacking. Having helped enough people that were in the kitchen industry to have gotten several of the honey-combed sided racks for power washing for storage at home. And they made it easy to transport various bits of food and drink depending on which rack they needed to use. The one made for cups were great for their little creations, and the flat-bottomed rack would serve as a good made to stack the various Tupperware and plastic storage containers Shaggy planned to stack for the rest of the items that were not in glasses.

Though honestly, Shaggy would have loved to own a power washer to use this Carlisle racks for their intended purpose. But as much food at him and Scooby had made, even on their heaviest days, never amounted to the volume that one would need for such a heavy duty washing machine. That and the room they needed for one of those, didn't quite pan out when they were expanding the kitchen from what Miss Snowlark had when she lived there.

"Alright Scoob, once we get these glasses all in the racks and back into the fridge for the police station, we can get to the fun stuff!" Shaggy said excitedly, eyeing the pumpkin cookie cutters with a bit of drool forming. It was the one bit of food that was going to let them enjoy their creations without taking anything away from the kids. So both their stomachs were looking forward to that part of the packing.

Once the glasses were stacked and awaiting transport, Shaggy looked back to where Scooby had eagerly broke out the cookie cutters and placed them next to the two containers that the pumpkins would call home until they were served the day of the party. So there would be no wait for the stamping, extracting and enjoying of the leftover bits. Something Shaggy could appreciate, getting right down to the good stuff.

"Alright Scoob, do you want the yogurt one? Or the plain orange pumpkins?" Shaggy offered, happy to eat either of them, so he offered the choice to his best bud.

"Hmmm…" Tilting his big head to the proper thinking head tilt angle, he pondered his choice over. Shifting the tilt from side to side a few times, before choosing.

"R'hat one!"

Pointing to the more cream colored, yogurt choice, Scooby clapped his paws together in earnest. Rubbing them at the prospect of the yummy treat that was awaiting them.

"Sure, now Scooby. We need to make as many pumpkins for the kids. So try to make the pumpkins as close as you can to each other." Shaggy warned, giving the dog a look. Knowing had he not said that, Scooby might have made more spacing between each pumpkin, just so that meant more treats for himself to enjoy. And as much as Shaggy would understand, they were making it for the kids. So he didn't want to let their eyes and stomachs to prevent the children from enjoying the snack as much as they could offer. No matter how delicious the temptation was. Shaggy almost needed a rolled up newspaper… to bop them both, if they gave into their urges.

"Wait Scoob. I got an idea!"

Placing down the sheet, he gave a stern finger waggle to Scooby and a light nose boop before moving to the fridge. It took only a short time before Shaggy had found what he had been looking for. Checking the expiration date, they were still good, so he nabbed the two cans. Spinning them like a cowboy would their revolvers, Shaggy showed off a bit before walking to where Scooby was sitting in wait for Shaggy's masterful plan.

Eyes lighting up as soon as the Dane figured out his buddy's plan, he tilted his nose to the sky and waited eagerly with his mouth open and tongue hanging off to the side to be out of the way. Popping the two red tops off with a flourish, Shaggy aimed the two nozzles into Scooby's awaiting mouth and sprayed.

~Psssshhhhhhhhhhhh~

Duel wielding two cans of whipped cream, Shaggy figured if they had at least some type of treat, it would be safer for the pumpkins to get made if they were occupied with another snack while they were working. They had just gone for a walk after all, they had plenty of room for the delightful tidbit. Plus Scooby had mentioned it earlier, so why not use have that while they worked.

Handing off one of the cans for Scooby to milk as he worked, Shaggy filled his mouth with some before settling down to get to work on cutting out the designs and placing them in their rightful containers. Pressing one of the cutters into the top most edge, Shaggy tried to place it to give the most amount of pieces that he could. One after another, he worked to removed finished pumpkins and place them lightly into the plastic tub. Layering them in such a way for them to fit, and be easy to pluck out to serve later at the party.

With his mouth occupied, slurping down the chilled dairy product, the pumpkins were safe from his hunger. And the Dane was making quick work, getting the finish products out of the way so he could enjoy the leftovers with a side of whipped cream. Which wasn't such a bad idea, once Shaggy thought about it. Making a mental note to buy more whipped cream in time for the party, so the kids could add some to their treats if they wanted too.

Making quick work on the pumpkins, they packed them up and returned the Tupperware into the fridge and in one of the racks for later moving. And that left just the eyeballs and worms to take apart from their molds.

"Hey Scoob, you want to do more painting? The eyeballs need their iris in food coloring."

"Rure Raggy!"

Bringing over the molds and a tray for Scooby to use as he painted, Shaggy moved to get the food safe set of paint brushes Fred had gotten him a while back. And Daphne had made sure to have bought them a proper case to keep them clean and put away from everything else to keep them neat and ready to be used. Also, the directions recommended using the tip of a cake decorating bag to dip and stamp a circle to help start the eyeball detail, rather than trying to paint it by hand/paw. And as skilled as Scooby was, this just made the process faster.

After handing over the parts for Scooby to get to work, Shaggy moved to start demolding the worms. As he was going to have to remove the excess, (another batch of things they could eat) and then removed the worms from their straws. Which might take a bit to do each one by hand?

Moving himself to the sink, Shaggy placed a bowl down to catch any extra while he cut away the cartons that housed the now mass of gelatin and Jell-O. Wrestling the straws free, Shaggy slowly worked to unpeel chunks of the material away from the molding. Putting aside each straw he freed upon a paper towel, occasionally indulging himself to some scraps as he worked. Though making sure to save some to share with Scooby.

It was time-consuming, but eventually Shaggy was able to free the straws from their surplus and split the leftovers between him and Scooby. Making sure to reward the Dane for his talented work, having checked on him and saw how much the dog had managed to get done as he was grappling his own project. It was around one hundred straws to de-worm, so Shaggy pulled up a chair to start hand squeezing out each worm and placing them into a safe container. Trying to make sure he was able to free the worm without breaking it into several pieces. But surprisingly, they were a lot tougher, being gelation, then Shaggy had originally thought.

With skilled paws, Scooby had made quick work of his own task and had enough time to eat wormy extra bits before noticing how slow Shaggy had been extracting the food from their molds. Tilting his head to the side, the cogs were slowly but surely working in Scooby's brain for a quicker solution to help his pal out.

"Raggy raggy! R'I will be right rack!"

Claws clattering to the floor, the dog rushed up and out of the kitchen to run off to whatever bright idea he had come up with. Though as he hadn't told Shaggy what he was up too, the man only looked up in confusion as his buddy took off to somewhere in the house. Not realizing why Scooby had left him in the kitchen. But at least he had neatly packed the eyeballs up before he left.

Shaggy made sure to put the eyeballs in the fridge before returning back to his seat to return to the repetitive process. Only getting a few more undone before Scooby bumped into the kitchen door with a small crash. Something he had, was making noise as Scooby tried to get it and him into the kitchen. It took a few tries, but finally Scooby made it past the swinging door with a rather large object. Rattling against the wood, as the Dane carried it into the house by his mouth. Allowing his paws to trot through the house to get to his final destination.

It took Shaggy a bit to realize what Scooby had just pulled into the room. It was mostly a long tube that connected to a spiraled bit that had the handle and various controls to turn it on. Presenting it to Shaggy, Scooby held up the leaf blower proudly! Putting it on display for his pal to check out, and marvel in his brilliant idea.

"Uh, what's that for Scoob?" Shaggy asked, unsure why he had disappeared only to return with one of Velma's lawn tools.

"For R'a wormies!" Scooby barked excitedly. It made perfect sense in his head after all. All they needed to do, was put the worms on one end and then pull the trigger. The leaf blower would do all the work! It would be far faster than having to squeeze out each worm by hand, as Shaggy had been doing. They would be there FOREVER!

Staring at the power tool with a doggy head tilt, the Shaggy haired man considered the possibility. It certainly would be faster than what he had been doing. And those sorts of things tended to have a speed setting, right? So they could easily just put it on the lowest setting, and just lightly squeeze the trigger to puff out the worms in one go.

"Hey! Like' great idea Scoob!"