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"Shaggy?? Just where the hell exactly are we going?!" Velma cried as Shaggy's long legs ran faster then she could keep up. The only way she could hold on was by holding his hand tightly as she gasped and sucked at the air. If it werent for the chilly natural temperature from outside creeping in and being a good alternative to air conditioning, Velma would be throwing up and passed out by now. Speaking proved taxing to her. So yelling at Shaggy asking questions was clearly a fruitless effort. As she heaved, she found out where he'd taken her.

A neon sign lit up a gentle blue reading a name and a film's list. The name was the brand "Teen Angel's Theater" and the films were a good chunk of classics like Jaws and Psycho. Films Velma only dreamed of watching. But it didn't matter. She needed to use the theater as an armory! Or...a courthouse. Or something of that nature! Leisure was over. Freedom was at its end. Which is exactly why Shaggy took away Velma's freedom to daydream.

"Cmon! We gonna go in or what?" He asked. Before Velma could reply he had already walked in. Reluctantly Velma sighed and marched along. Oh how she was doomed to a long night with Shaggy. Oh how she loathed it. Oh how she wouldn't later on...

Shaggy paced himself over to a screening room door as Velma followed along. "I would've hooked up the Y-Box earlier but I must've dropped it on the way here..." He confessed flipping through reels. Velma wasn't impressed an ounce. "Shaggy, its impossible to hook a Ybox to a theater room without proper equipment. But that aside what are you looking at?" Velma said trying to push that subject to the side like a cat knocking coins off counter tops. "What have you always wanted to watch?" Shaggy asked. "We've got loads of classics, Batman, Superman, Jaws, Psycho, Princess Bride, Clueless, Pretty in Pink..." As Shaggy continued rambling Velma caught herself interested in the words 'Alien' and 'Star Wars'. She remembered seeing a commercial for a Star Wars Sequel as a child in between debates. And her mother came in and begged Velma to look away. Mostly cause she didn't want her to quote it later at her father.

"If I had to choose. I'd say Star Wars, but this isn't the time to pick films out. We have to hurry and map everything out before the gang wakes up and gets worried something hap-" Shaggy inserted the reel into the projector. "Nonsense, Velma we're making a choice about this particular establishment. Were gonna be back before sunrise with a full plan on how to set the government and all that." Shaggy spoke with such reassurance that Velma was shocked by the sincerity. Sure, Shaggy had been sincere, responsible, and serious before in other situations but here he wasn't doing it to save someone's life but to help out in making a important choice for the future as well as distract Velma from her anxiety. It was almost charming. So when Velma realised he managed to lead her towards a showing room and have her sit to watch as the yellow text scrolled by she realized his charm completely worked. Damn the bastard!

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Time came and went like air conditioning that was on one minute and off the next. Velma was hooked, and out of pitty Shaggy showed her Alien while they were at it. The screen had so much fear for Shaggy that he was the one to get shaky in the theater. Velma was more intrigued. Especially by the effects of the chest burst.

By the time the two were out Shaggy was giving Velma trivia left and right about anything and everything regarding cinema. "The chest burst scene's got way more legitimacy to it then it looks." Shaggy said as they walked about. "They never told the actors what the effect would be like. So that fear and shock was legit stuff," he declared. "How do you know that much about movies?" Velma questioned with a small smile beginning to form. "I studied film once. Tried to at least. Obviously it just didn't work out." Velma's face shifted to confusion. "Didn't you give it your all?" She asked. Shaggy nodded. "Sometimes things just don't seem to go to plan," He rubbed the back of his neck. Velma itched her forehead and kept her pace as she thought about it. Of course she knew what he was talking about.

It didn't go to plan when she wanted to bring world peace. It didn't go to plan meeting Fred and Daphne. And tonight also didn't seem to go to plan either..."What gives honestly? People can be so motivated until something small comes along and ruins it." Velma said this with a thoughtful mind. Shaggy had given her his attention, this was going to be the most truthful she'd been all night."My friend from school, Madelyn Wu seemed fine till she hit a growth spurt...I figured everyone would be all over her way more and we would loose touch. I guess being a child I wasn't in my right mind when I cursed her away from me. But...the solitude after seemed okay... until I wasn't okay anymore...I had long been gone at a private research center in the south pole and got put in a rest home after, all cause I've been alone so long after building all the knowledge I could get!" Velma paused. Her hands made fists as she felt her cheeks heat up. "Why didn't it occur to me faster?! Why couldn't I be alone and accept that approval wasn't what I needed. It was what I wanted as a footnote to world peace! So... What gives? Why is it so that... people can't bust their ass and get everything they strive for?! Why couldn't I just have gotten the four to accep-" Velma gasped and covered her mouth. What on Earth did she just admit to? Shaggy didn't need to know THAT much did he? She felt her cheeks wet and hot. Was the sweater thicker than she thought? Or was this...

No, no she couldn't be crying! Not in front of a man whose supposed to be looking up to her. She's supposed to be his superior yet here she was sobbing about her life like this? To the dog trainer...but she knew in her heart of hearts he was always more then a dog trainer...

Shaggy slowly draped his arms around Velma. Not sure if physical interaction was something she would appreciate when he had no words. Maybe it was her lack of sleep, maybe she was ovulating or maybe she had it on her mind so much that suddenly crying now was something she didn't know she was bubbling up. Whatever it was...

"Hey, I'm always here for you."

Velma felt her tears stopping. What was that? Had she really wanted those words so much that she just heard them? No. No this was real. Shaggy just said that. Of all the people in the world, a dog trainer was in her favor... and once she held him in return, offering the same gesture. She returned that favor.

"I'm pathetic to be so smitten by those words,"

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"Shaggy?? Just where the hell exactly are we going?!" Velma cried as Shaggy's long legs ran faster then she could keep up. The only way she could hold on was by holding his hand tightly as she gasped and sucked at the air. If it werent for the chilly natural temperature from outside creeping in and being a good alternative to air conditioning, Velma would be throwing up and passed out by now. Speaking proved taxing to her. So yelling at Shaggy asking questions was clearly a fruitless effort. As she heaved, she found out where he'd taken her.

A neon sign lit up a gentle blue reading a name and a film's list. The name was the brand "Teen Angel's Theater" and the films were a good chunk of classics like Jaws and Psycho. Films Velma only dreamed of watching. But it didn't matter. She needed to use the theater as an armory! Or...a courthouse. Or something of that nature! Leisure was over. Freedom was at its end. Which is exactly why Shaggy took away Velma's freedom to daydream.

"Cmon! We gonna go in or what?" He asked. Before Velma could reply he had already walked in. Reluctantly Velma sighed and marched along. Oh how she was doomed to a long night with Shaggy. Oh how she loathed it. Oh how she wouldn't later on...

Shaggy paced himself over to a screening room door as Velma followed along. "I would've hooked up the Y-Box earlier but I must've dropped it on the way here..." He confessed flipping through reels. Velma wasn't impressed an ounce. "Shaggy, its impossible to hook a Ybox to a theater room without proper equipment. But that aside what are you looking at?" Velma said trying to push that subject to the side like a cat knocking coins off counter tops. "What have you always wanted to watch?" Shaggy asked. "We've got loads of classics, Batman, Superman, Jaws, Psycho, Princess Bride, Clueless, Pretty in Pink..." As Shaggy continued rambling Velma caught herself interested in the words 'Alien' and 'Star Wars'. She remembered seeing a commercial for a Star Wars Sequel as a child in between debates. And her mother came in and begged Velma to look away. Mostly cause she didn't want her to quote it later at her father.

"If I had to choose. I'd say Star Wars, but this isn't the time to pick films out. We have to hurry and map everything out before the gang wakes up and gets worried something hap-" Shaggy inserted the reel into the projector. "Nonsense, Velma we're making a choice about this particular establishment. Were gonna be back before sunrise with a full plan on how to set the government and all that." Shaggy spoke with such reassurance that Velma was shocked by the sincerity. Sure, Shaggy had been sincere, responsible, and serious before in other situations but here he wasn't doing it to save someone's life but to help out in making a important choice for the future as well as distract Velma from her anxiety. It was almost charming. So when Velma realised he managed to lead her towards a showing room and have her sit to watch as the yellow text scrolled by she realized his charm completely worked. Damn the bastard!

— ✾ —

Time came and went like air conditioning that was on one minute and off the next. Velma was hooked, and out of pitty Shaggy showed her Alien while they were at it. The screen had so much fear for Shaggy that he was the one to get shaky in the theater. Velma was more intrigued. Especially by the effects of the chest burst.

By the time the two were out Shaggy was giving Velma trivia left and right about anything and everything regarding cinema. "The chest burst scene's got way more legitimacy to it then it looks." Shaggy said as they walked about. "They never told the actors what the effect would be like. So that fear and shock was legit stuff," he declared. "How do you know that much about movies?" Velma questioned with a small smile beginning to form. "I studied film once. Tried to at least. Obviously it just didn't work out." Velma's face shifted to confusion. "Didn't you give it your all?" She asked. Shaggy nodded. "Sometimes things just don't seem to go to plan," He rubbed the back of his neck. Velma itched her forehead and kept her pace as she thought about it. Of course she knew what he was talking about.

It didn't go to plan when she wanted to bring world peace. It didn't go to plan meeting Fred and Daphne. And tonight also didn't seem to go to plan either..."What gives honestly? People can be so motivated until something small comes along and ruins it." Velma said this with a thoughtful mind. Shaggy had given her his attention, this was going to be the most truthful she'd been all night."My friend from school, Madelyn Wu seemed fine till she hit a growth spurt...I figured everyone would be all over her way more and we would loose touch. I guess being a child I wasn't in my right mind when I cursed her away from me. But...the solitude after seemed okay... until I wasn't okay anymore...I had long been gone at a private research center in the south pole and got put in a rest home after, all cause I've been alone so long after building all the knowledge I could get!" Velma paused. Her hands made fists as she felt her cheeks heat up. "Why didn't it occur to me faster?! Why couldn't I be alone and accept that approval wasn't what I needed. It was what I wanted as a footnote to world peace! So... What gives? Why is it so that... people can't bust their ass and get everything they strive for?! Why couldn't I just have gotten the four to accep-" Velma gasped and covered her mouth. What on Earth did she just admit to? Shaggy didn't need to know THAT much did he? She felt her cheeks wet and hot. Was the sweater thicker than she thought? Or was this...

No, no she couldn't be crying! Not in front of a man whose supposed to be looking up to her. She's supposed to be his superior yet here she was sobbing about her life like this? To the dog trainer...but she knew in her heart of hearts he was always more then a dog trainer...

Shaggy slowly draped his arms around Velma. Not sure if physical interaction was something she would appreciate when he had no words. Maybe it was her lack of sleep, maybe she was ovulating or maybe she had it on her mind so much that suddenly crying now was something she didn't know she was bubbling up. Whatever it was...

"Hey, I'm always here for you."

Velma felt her tears stopping. What was that? Had she really wanted those words so much that she just heard them? No. No this was real. Shaggy just said that. Of all the people in the world, a dog trainer was in her favor... and once she held him in return, offering the same gesture. She returned that favor.

"I'm pathetic to be so smitten by those words,"

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