Plucking the white colored one, she popped it in her mouth. Greeted by a familiar taste in a White cheddar. A personal favorite and she was happy Shaggy had got her it. And the one that mixed with it, was chocolate like she had thought. Offering a few of each to Shaggy, who restrained himself and popped one at a time to make them last longer as she figured out the rest. Though Velma did note that White cheddar residue mixing with chocolate was odd, but not a bad compliment to each other. Just strange. So that left the two others for her. An orange, and another white... Which made her look at Shaggy who only smiled at her nodded back to the tin. Not going to take away the challenge from her. It was her bucket after all.

Smelling the general top didn't help, informing her senses of the smell of cheese and the slight smell that she knew to be the chocolate. But other than 'cheese' she wasn't able to tell the difference between the white cheddar scent and what the others might be at that range. So, she would have to just taste. She started with the orange, figuring that it might be just another cheddar, which she was right. Not that she minded a whole divided section of yummy classic cheddar along with her white cheddar mix. So that left the last white one.

Looking at Shaggy, she tried to think what he might have done. And it didn't really seem that he would repeat flavors for them all. Sure, it was understandable that some flavors might cross from tin to tin, since she had some of the same flavors that Daphne did. But would Shaggy really give her two white cheddars? And it certainly didn't seem like a Ranch like Daphne's.

"No... I don't think so."

"Hm?" He asked innocently, not knowing what she was thinking as she looked over at him.

"Just... Nothing. Brooklyn mix is white cheddar and chocolate, and there is classic cheddar as well. Now for the last flavor."

She would just have to eat it and see. Trusting Shaggy not to spring anything on her without a warning. Especially since this was made to be something she would like.

Sighing, she just grabbed one and popped it into her mouth. Her face scrunching up as she tried to work out the flavor. Offering a small handful to Shaggy as she popped another one to try to decipher the taste in her mouth. It was certainly a cheese and… something else hiding inside. It was similar to the white cheddar, but not the same. And not soft enough to be something like a mozzarella. Though that would be a yummy popcorn flavor. The flavor cut into the back of her throat, the 'gills' as her mom liked to put it. Like tasting something in the section where the jaw connected to the neck. Somewhere in there where certain sharper flavors hit and left a strange, almost stinging feeling lingering afterwards. She knew the flavor, but just couldn't put her finger on what it was.

"I give up. I will kick myself for asking, but what is it?" Velma had to cave and ask Shaggy what it was, before it bugged her too much, or she ate the whole thing before knowing what delicious flavor it was.

Smiling, he wiggled the last piece he had of it, between two fingers before popping it into his mouth and revealing all.

"Garlic Parmesan."

"Oohhhhh... That is parmesan. And it must have been the light garlic flavor that through me off! Neat, and very tasty. Thank you." Snacking on one more, she moved to record her name and the flavors that went with it. Offering another handful of popcorn to Shaggy to munch on as she pulled over the next bucket. Though she kept her own open, dipping into it to snack on which ever flavor her hand randomly grabbed. And making to share with Shaggy, so he wasn't left out.

"Let's see which this on is. Got a fifty-fifty percent chance for yours." Velma offered, hoping that they found it soon. So, he would be able to enjoy his own popcorn. Though Velma was curious what the snack connoisseur had selected for himself. So far it had been an eclectic though well thought out mix for each of them. Though, being there Scooby, he probably picked out his own. Which is why it being a more intense batch of flavors compared to hers and Daphne's.

"Whelp. Looks like this is yours."

Velma notice right off the bat, that it was the last of the mixes. So that made it clear which it was out of the two guys left. And also, he had dipped into it like Scooby had. But left the divider intact, and had scarfed less. Probably due to trying to carry the tins and get them home in one piece while Scooby was able to focus on his own with abandon.

"Ok, so the New York mix is Caramel and White cheddar." She said as she took two and popped them in her mouth to confirm.

"So that leaves the last two other flavors. And well, certainly your collection smells odder as well."

Velma noticed, not being able to put her finger on the scent that assaulted her nose with her initial sniff to try to tell. Though the odd look to one of them, and what was on top of it... made her pause and question her own thoughts.

"... Is that... Coconut?"

"Yeah, caramel and Coconut." Shaggy admitted dipping in to snack on a handful. He wasn't sure if she would jump to taste the wacky flavor. So, he let her know the answer before her stomach rebelled, just in case.

"Oh, yeesh. Thanks. I'll skip on that one. I might have to try some later, if there is any left." Velma snickered, looking to the others in the bucket.

"Anything else I should know about before trying the last one?"

Thinking about it, Shaggy stroked his goatee a few times. "It's weird, but not in a bad way."

Eyebrow raising, Velma gave it a thought before shrugging and just popping the last flavor in his container. Pushing about with her tongue, she struggled with the flavor. It certainly was strange... but aspects of familiar.

"It seems part kettle corn... part... Cinnamon?"

She was able to get the hint of the cinnamon, over the taste that she had earlier with Scooby's mix. It had been the only 'safe' flavor, and she had managed to be fortunate enough to have picked it compared to the rest of his choices. Not that she was not counting herself lucky to have avoided the spicier options. Especially with needing her tongue for the rest of the tins.

"Yep. You got them all for mine." Shaggy beamed, dipping a hand into his own container and helping himself to a victory snack. Happily, Velma made sure to note the name down on the lid and mark which flavors was held inside. Though she wasn't sure how long it would last. Since this was Shaggy after all.

Turning her head, she looked at the last lone tin. Sitting there, waiting to be figured out, and finally added to the rest of the others. Sure, Velma could just as Shaggy since he knew what everyone had. But that was no fun! And it would be a disrespect to the mystery, to just cheat and find out the answer after coming this far.

"Last one!"

With eager, twitching fingers… Velma drew the can closer. Marking the top, she placed Fred's name across the same spot where she had put the rest of them. Dipping a hand into her own, she used some of the light white cheddar to cleanse her pallet in prep for Fred's selection.

"Now what do we have in here…"

Pulling off the top, she braced herself for the wave of smell that always accompanied the popcorn. Though compared to Scooby's, it was far simpler… Though all flavors compared to Scooby's adventurous selection could be considered 'simple'.

Taking a quick look at Shaggy, who only smiled and nodded, she started her analysis. Blinking, she took in the various looks of the popcorn in front of her. One was whiter, one had more of a light yellow to it, and the last was… well…

"That is a whole section of caramel, isn't it? And is this a whole section of White cheddar as well? Don't tell me… This is just butter?"

Part of Velma was disappointed, as she had been enjoying herself so much trying to figure it out, only to get the last container to be well… Easy to figure out.

"Sorry Velms, but yeah, you got them all right."

"Well, that was a bummer." Velma huffed, making sure to write it down on the lid as she angrily munched on some normal butter popcorn.

"Sorry, Fred sort of got the end of the stick. Once me and Scoob got ours, I focused on Daphne's…"

"Fine, think of me second." Velma grumbled, though not that serious in her comment. Munching a bit more on her own kernels as she wanted for him to explain.

"Now now, if you have to blame anyone, blame the popcorn. I was looking at the options and I saw the ranch flavor. I didn't really think that was well suited for you, compared to Daph." Shaggy pointed out, telling her how it played out.

"… Fine. So, Fred got the short end of the flavor stick?" Velma snorted, but she was playing it up more than she actually felt. Since her mix was very thoughtful and delicious, and figured everyone else would think so as well.

"Yeah, I was so focused on making your mixes, that when I came to Fred's… Well there was like' less options. And I didn't want to repeat flavors. I also didn't think he would have wanted some of the other flavors that I didn't choose for any of us." Shaggy admitted, feeling a bit bad but he still figured that Fred would enjoy the mix. And that fact Velma couldn't disagree with. Just after all the other options, it seemed so… vanilla. Poor Fred.

"What else was there, that you didn't select for us?" Velma was now curious on which ones were available and didn't make the Shaggy cut. Shifting from being fake moping, to instantly inquiring, making Shaggy laugh at the 'sudden' turn around.

"I didn't think Fred would appreciate a Salt and Vinegar flavor." Shaggy noted, with Velma making a face.

"Maybe Daphne, when she is being weird. But yeah, not Fred's. And definitely not mine." Velma nodded in agreement with his lack of including it in their mix. Thankfully.

"I thought he might have enjoyed a chocolate, but Daphne got that one already. And while it came be good, I didn't think anyone of you would have enjoyed Sour cream…" At the mention of the flavor, Velma was about to comment when Shaggy finished his sentence.

"…and Chives. And with the face you are making, I think you agree." Shaggy chuckled.

"Ugh, if they just had it Sour Cream, that would have been great." Velma shivered, recalling a time she had accidentally ate something with that flavor combination. She wasn't a big fan, and would leave the odder flavors to Shaggy and Scooby.

"Heh, yeah. There also was a spicy jalapeno, but I didn't think Fred would have enjoyed something that spicy. And I didn't know how different it was from the Nacho Scoob got. And that was all the other options before I would have had to repeat. I would have loved if they had another mix, or something, but at that store they didn't have…"

~Shriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip~

Interrupting what Shaggy had been saying, a huge ripping sound was heard throughout the kitchen. Even hiding under the table cloth wasn't enough to damper the intense sound that came from their left side. Making the pair jump at its suddenness. It sounded like someone had pressed past the paper tape and pushed themselves past the dining room.

Glancing at each other, fear was in Shaggy's eyes as Velma tried to waved it off. Since this was home. There was only a few options that could be tearing into the kitchen this early in the morning. And even less, when you considered the few possibilities that would stumble past the tape.

And stumble was the right word, as the table got bumped into, rattling the whole fort. A tense few moments, where even Velma gave into wild imaginations… had her watch the edge of the cloth dip up at the edge of the LED candle light.

Bringing her own flashlight to slightly shake, waiting moments before the intruder finally made themselves known.

"R'I found rou…"

Pressing his massive head under the edge of the fort, the dopey grin of the Dane pressed past the material and bumped the table to try to slowly crawl under the table to get at them. With paws slipping out of his backside, Scooby army crawled his way past the popcorn tins and on to both of their laps. His massive weight pressing them down and pinning them both in place. And before either of them knew it, the dog was passed right back out. Happy to find his people, and made sure to be close to them. Not even noticing the smell of popcorn from the few open tins.

"…"

Looking at each other, Velma and Shaggy moved to put the tops on their own tins, as slowly and with the least amount of movement less they would wake the Dane up. Velma only took a bit extra amount of movement, to manage to write Fred's flavors down… before drawing a small heart on the top, nodding towards Scooby.

Taking the sharpie from Velma, Shaggy smiled and then drew a circle around it, and crossed it out. Agreeing with her, not having the heart to wake him up a second time.

…

And that is how Daphne and Fred found them the next morning. Seeking them out, when the pair didn't hear any noise coming from the kitchen, or smells of breakfast. Pushing past the confusing paper tape, to find the trio. Passed out under the table fort, with tins beside them and a sleep Scooby on top.

Eventually they would be woken up, with full hearts, and sore backs.