Gathering up the worms in a bundle, the duo figured they had enough worms to eject them out in two shots, and only have a few extra to do by hand. Since the nozzle of the leaf blower was only so wide, so they couldn't fit them all in at once. But even doing a few by hand, and the rest by the blower was quicker than their current method.

Searching around, it took a bit for Shaggy to find some left over blue painters tape that he had borrowed from someone in the household previously. He figured with taping the worms in place, all the air would then go into pushing out the worms rather than shooting the whole bundle across the room. (As cool as that would be, it wouldn't be what they wanted.) So, the duo made sure to wrap the tape around many times, to secure their straws in place before examining the leaf blower. Adding a bit extra, just in case.

Rather be safe than sorry.

Once mounted and in place, Shaggy and Scooby turned to looking at the various knobs and dials that sat upon the leaf blower. While it wasn't the easiest to understand, Shaggy tried his best to problem solve it. Since there was only so much that was on the tool that could be what he was looking for. But the dials didn't really explain themselves, only showing a range of markings that he guessed was what he was searching for.

"Hey, this little knob here kinda looks like what we have on the dash of the Mystery Machine, right Scoob?" Shaggy mentions, pointing out the little knob in question. Earning a confused look from the Dane, though perked ears in his general direction and mention at the device.

"Yeah, like the line of how much the AC or the defroster." Shaggy said with a nod, thinking to the collection of buttons and switches that controlled the various miscellaneous bits on the dash of the van. Though it was more of a slider then a knob, but the little picture seemed the same. Just a long triangle shape, that was pointed and tiny on the smaller end, and then wide and flat on the other end to show a greater amount. Like a big, long slice of pizza!

"Mmmm, R'izza!"

Turning the dial all the way down, Shaggy wanted the leaf blower to be on the smallest speed. They didn't just want to fling the worms across the room willy nilly. Again, that would be cool, but not what they wanted at the moment. But that thought reminded Shaggy that they needed something soft, and able to hold and catch the worms once they finished their short flight. So, a large bowl with some padded down paper towels should do the trick!

Standing with the bowl ready, Shaggy aimed the bowl at the end of the leaf blower as Scooby readied the machine. It was a bit cumbersome for his doggy paws, so Shaggy moved to help Scooby place the device instead on their nearby table. Clearing off anything that would get in their way, and setting up a chair so that Scooby could sit and brace the power tool in place before pulling the trigger.

Quickly running to get back into position, Shaggy held up the dish and braced himself to catch the worms.

"Let her rip!"

~Click~

"…"

~Click click click~

~Whine~

"…Hm." Lowering the bowl, Shaggy looked over at Scooby who was pulling the trigger and nothing was happening. As much as the Dane clicked the little button, it didn't make much of a difference and certainly wasn't shooting out any worms for Shaggy to catch.

"I wonder what's wrong."

Shaggy pondered, putting the bowl on the table to move over to where Scooby was whining. Looking over with a pair of big and sorrowful eyes between Shaggy and the leaf blower. Worried that he had done something to prevent the worms from exiting their straw bindings, like squeezing the trigger too hard or something?

"Don't worry buddy, you didn't break it. I guess that maybe it just needs some more gas or something."

Reassuring Scooby with a pat, Shaggy moved to look at the troublesome gadget. Hoping that it was a simple fix, and they wouldn't have to go ask Velma for help. Not that she would mind all that much, but more that he didn't want to bother her, had she been doing something important and was in the middle of something.

Wiggling the dials, and turning the knobs, Shaggy didn't see anything obviously wrong with the machine. But in his searching, he didn't find a tank either. There was no cap to pour any liquid into, or a pull cord like their lawn mower to turn on the motor. But there seemed to be something at the base that he didn't see earlier. With some patting, a panel slid out of the way, revealing a small plug.

"Oh! Like' that's why it wasn't working Scoob." Shaggy said with a laugh, holding up the plug for him to see. "It needs to be plugged in!"

"R'ooooo. Rot it! Eh hee hee hee." Laughed Scooby, happy it wasn't him that broke it, but rather that it needed to be plugged in like any of their other kitchen appliances. He would had felt bad that after he had borrowed it from Velma that he would have had to return it to her when it was not working.

Handing the machine to Scooby, Shaggy tugged out the cord. But it wasn't long enough to be able to reach any outlets. But that was an easy fix, since their kitchen was outfitted with several outlets. Because some of their kooky food projects in the past, they had several extension cords bought just for the kitchen, in case they needed the distance. It didn't take long for Shaggy to locate one of them, and plug it into a nearby outlet and connect the short cord to restore power to the engine.

~Whirrrrrrr~

~Phomph!~

~SPLAT!~

"WAH!"

Having picked up the leaf blower to offer the back end to Shaggy to plug in, Scooby had accidentally been gripping the machine by the handle and the power trigger. And unlike what the duo had expected, the tool was far overpowered for the project they had been trying to use it for. Shooting the pack of worms from their little plastic prisons and across the room where they had hit something… Someone they hadn't been expecting.

Velma.

Standing there, tense and unmoving… the youngest member of the household had been reading when Scooby had approached her to ask about borrowing the keys to the leaf blower. But the novel had been so involving, that it took the end of the chapter for the Dane's request to sink in and she realized what he had asked. Her mind been occupied with why Scooby might have wanted the power tool, that she had made the mistake of not looking into the kitchen first before she just barged into the room to ask what the dog had needed the machine for. And then finding out the hard way of the duo's intentions with the contraption, first hand.

And now was currently wearing the gelatin worms all over herself…

"…"

Velma didn't know what to say.

She also couldn't see very well, so her first move was to try to clean off her glasses upon her shirt... Blinking down at the blur that was herself, she was able to see enough to notice that there wasn't an unblemished spot on her sweater to even fix her problem… Being covered in reddish blobs that used to be worms. She had to move to nab a nearby dishtowel to take care of that before she could even see them to toss a sour look their way.

"Are you ok Velms!"

"Relma!"

Charging across the room, the guys were on top of her before she knew it. With Scooby 'helping' to clean her up, while Shaggy looked on with a concerned look upon his face.

"Like' I knew the worms were going to be flying, but I didn't expect that they would fly that far... Or break apart like that on impact..."

Nabbing a paper towel, Shaggy moved to get the few pieces that made it to the top of her head and hair, while he left the more thorough cleaning to his buddy's eager tongue and paws. Slurping the various red worm bits off of Velma's sweater, doing the best job he could to return the orange outfit back to its normal color.

"..."

She wanted to get mad, she really did. But they were so worried about her well-being, that it was hard to hold it against the goofballs. It was not like they actually meant to hit her on purpose. (That would be a waste of food after all.) But she did learn the hard way what the guys had been using the leaf blower for.

Batting the duo away from their fussing, she regained her footing to fully take in the scene. The leaf blower had been dropped in the rush to her aid, and sat upon the floor beside the table that it had been braced on. And with a quick scan of the kitchen, Velma was able to put the puzzle pieces together to see the full picture of what had happened.

Turning on a heel, she sent a level gaze towards the pair and brought up a finger to point accusingly at them.

"You..."

Which earned a gulp, as the two glanced at each other wearily. Trying to read her body language and figure out what was coming.

"... This must mean that at least my mad scientist measuring cups are in the works, right?"

Wearing a lopsided grin, she took a more relaxed pose, shaking her head with a sigh. Putting the event behind her. What is a bunch of gummy worms to the face, between friends... right? At least in their household, it was always your own fault if you enter into the lair of the dynamic duo without checking for projectiles.

'Maybe I should get around to making a sign...' Velma thought to herself.