AN: I OWN NOTHING OF THE SCOOBY DOO FRANCHISE!!!!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Three Years Later

Melinda woke up to the rude awakening of the slobbery kisses from Scooby she recieved every morning.
"Come on Scoob. Can't I just sleep in today?"
"Relinda! Rit's Raturdray!" Melinda yawned and sat up in her bed. The sixteen year old searched through her head to figure out what was supposed to happen this Saturday.
"Oh, yea. We have to go to Italy today! I totally forgot! I haven't even packed yet!" Melinda threw back her covers and jumped out of bed. She began rapidly throwing clothes out of her closet until a sudden thought struck her. She had magic, duh. She began to make objects and items fly through the air and into her suitcase. When it wouldn't close she and Scobby both jumped on it. At that moment a knock was heard on her door and Melinda, quickly snapped her fingers so that she was dressed and her hair brushed.
"Come in!" Velma and Shaggy entered the room and laughed at the sight of her. In Melinda's haste she had chosen to wear a pink sweater over bell-bottom jeans and a skirt. "Hey Mom, Dad, I'm ready to go!" Shaggy laughed and turned Melinda around to face the mirror. Melinda turned beat red and changed by magic so that she was wearing normal clothing. "Oops."
"Mommy!!!" Came two screaming voices running down the hall and straight into Velma. Upon seeing Melinda, the smaller of the two young girls ran over and hugged her.
"Sissy, sissy! We're going to Italy!" Melinda smiled and picked her up. She had dark brunette curls that hung past her shoulders, dark chocolate brown eyes, a pair of small glasses, and a bright green, short-sleeved dress on, which underneath had a bright orange shirt.
"That we are Anna." She said tucking a loose curl behind her ears. Velma had already picked up the other whirlwind girl. She had dirty-blond messy curls that were tied back in a pony-tail, a small pair of glasses over her amber and chestnut eyes, and a bright red dress with short-sleeves under which she wore a brown shirt that fit her in a baggy yet cute way.
"Mommy, when do we get to go on the hair-plane?" Velma smiled.
"That's air-plane Susie, and we can leave in a few minutes. We still have to dress your baby brother and sister, and Aunt Daphne has to get Danny, James, and Kylie ready."
"Can't Mary and Chastain stay here with Danny, James, and Kylie?" Susie asked giving her puppy eyes her best.
"No, they're coming with us."
"Daddy?" Anna asked looking over at Shaggy. "Why do we haf to go to Italy?"
"Because, Mysteries are like a delicious P.B.J. and S. sandwhich. Wherever it goes, we go!" He joked making everyone in the room laugh. Making the family laugh. Though Shaggy may have said it as a joke, he really had a point. Inside he knew that Mystery Inc. was the sandwhich and that he would follow it anywhere. He stood there taking in the sight. His daughters, Melinda, Susie, Anna, and little two year old Mary who had just wobbled in, his son, Chastain, in her wake. His beautiful wife, Velma. Fred, Daphne, Scooby his most trusted friends who were by now with them and joking along. Their children, Danny, James, and Kylie by their side. Never would he let another moment slip past him. Forever, he would be there, with them where he belonged. His family.