S.D.:G.S. 6

You can thank Ken(guest) for this.

A.N.: Disclaimer: I don't own Scooby-doo or any other shows/movies/books/music that are referenced.

A.N.: All girls are 18 or older, monsters mature much faster then humans, lets leave it at that.

Ok, some may question why I split the last two chapters. My answer was to give a deeper feel for the characters and avoid plot holes or misleading my readers when I don't want to mislead them. As I write/type this I have yet to find a computer for me to update on... So I'm just writing to myself right now...

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-Story Start-

Shaggy sat in the kitchen with Scooby laying at his feet. The Puranas in the moat had evolved since the last time either of them had been swimming, 'I could enter them into a horse race...' Shaggy thought as he sipped the tea Mis. G had given him. He had yet to meet any of the girls excluding Winnie and Sibella, and was torn between thinking of the two girls as the little girls he had taught all those years ago or as the young women they had grown into.

Leaning back into the chair Shaggy sipped slowly on the tea, it was oddly calming and seemed to help him clear his head. 'Just go with it.' He thought, 'Treat them how I treat Daphne and Velma.' With a nod of his head he finished the tea and got up to wash the cup in the sink. Ms. G was watching him, her eyes seemingly danced with mirth, as he washed the cup out.

"So shall we get down to business?" Ms. G began as she pulled a small packet of five pages out of no where as Shaggy sat down. "The contract will be the same as last time, mostly." "Mostly?" "Yes, more subjects will be needed to be learned by the girls in order for them to maintain appearances in the human world, much more then I originally thought. It seems that humans have evolved much quicker then I had ever imagined."

"So what all will I need to teach them?" Shaggy asked as he rested his elbows on the table, feeling slightly drowsy. "Oh nothing much, you are certified to teach math and English still correct?" "Yeah.." Shaggy responded before letting out a yawn. "That's wonderful, you won't need to teach dance classes, I have my granddaughter taking care of that. But I will need you to teach a technology class if you can, I know Winny would love to work on cars." Shaggy nodded his head as he let out another yawn, "That I can do Ms. G." "Oh splendid, you will be needed to assist my granddaughter with health class." Shaggy only have a slight nod of his head, he was nearly asleep and his brain wasn't able to bring up the questions of exactly what he would be teaching in that class.

"Wonderful, if you could just sign here please." Ms. G asked as she slid pen and packet over to him, his hand was slow and sluggish as he signed his name. With the last letter the pen dropped from his hand and Shaggy slumped in his seat, Scooby shifted slightly at the sudden noise. "Oh I do love a good potion. Now Norbert Roggers I have some questions for you."

"Yes." Came Shaggy's monotone reply. "Why are you here?" "I remembered the girls, I wanted to wish them luck." The monotone answer came from Shaggy's mouth. "I see, and what are your thoughts about Winnie and Sibella?" There was a pause before Shaggy answered "They have grown into beautiful young women and seem to enjoy each others company." Ms. G nodded her head before asking her question "Do you have any intentions to harm my students?" "No."

Ms. G sat in her seat, quietly thinking over her questions and the answers given. She had what she needed to let Shaggy work, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. No one knew why Mysteries Inc. broke up, and she did want to know why.

"One last question, what happen to break up Mysteries Inc.?"

-Upstairs-(After going upstairs in chapter 5)-

Winnie didn't look back as she charged up the stairs, her whole body was feeling like pins and needles. It reminded her of when she stepped on Elsa's charger, but much less painful. Making the last turn, and nearly slipping at her speed, Winnie charged into her room and slammed the door shut. She pressed her back against the door, her body tense as if she was prepared to brace her door against an oncoming assault but soon her legs gave out and she slid down her door.

She began to shiver uncontrollably, her instincts were screaming at her to go back down and submit herself to him. It was a feeling she had never felt before, but was told of by her mother. Many times in fact when she had asked how her mother how her parents had come together. Unlike most races, werewolfs rarely married for love, most were bids to gain favor of those in high positions in the pack, and the submissive feeling was a left over from their more feral ancestors to help females select a powerful mate tyo secure stronger pups.

But Shaggy was releasing such a high level of energy, it was like standing inside an inferno and not being burned. When she touched him it was like the intensity of the heat had multiplied and no longer just flowed over her but through her. There had been a heat that had been building since Sibella had taken her hand, the feeding had only nurtured it, but Shaggy had done the equivalent of dumping a tanker full of gasoline over it.

The heat had spread through out her and now that the shock was leaving her system she couldn't help but bask in the after glow it had created. The dampness that was staining her thong was undeniable and as her legs slowly stretched out and her hand slid over her her skin, she was going to keep this feeling going.