Scooby is the first to reach Shaggy's house after a trip to the grocery store. He just can't wait to get his paws and teeth into whatever sandwich Velma is making. He turns his head towards the sidewalk and he didn't see Velma or Shaggy from the distance. Scooby let out a sigh and sits down on the sidewalk in front of Shaggy's house, waiting for them.

If only those two were not diddle-daddling, all three of them would be having a nice meal together. Scooby assumes that old saying, "Love do crazy things." And Shaggy not missing a meal just to listen to Velma's scientific classifications of flowers is crazy enough as it is.

"Hey, Scooby." A familiar voice calls out to him. Scooby turns his head; it was Daphne along with Fred.

"Riya Raphre, riya Red." Scooby said and hugs them. His tail is wagging with excitement.

"Have you seen Shaggy?" Fred asks.

"I let him borrow my notes in English." Daphne said

Scooby shrugs as he anticipating the arrival of Shaggy and Velma. But after five minutes, they're a no-show. Judging by his trusty nose, they're coming this way but the scent of malt shakes, pickles and some weird chemicals are very, very faint. Daphne is getting impatient.

"Well, I need those notes for my test tomorrow." Daphne said as she walks over to door. She crouch down where she is eye-level to the key hole. With the help of a bobby pin and her Daddy's black credit card, she manages to get door open. Daphne smiles triumphantly with a hair flip as she lets herself and Scooby into the house.

"You know, Daph," Fred said and points to the 'Welcome' mat, "I know for a fact that the Rogers have key under the mat. To mention, Scooby could've let us into the house with a help of a doggie door."

Daphne shrugs, "Yeah, but what's the fun in that? Come on, Scooby; let's go to your room."

Scooby lead Daphne and Fred to the bedroom and let them inside the room. Fred stands in the room waiting while Daphne spots Shaggy's backpack next to Velma's at the very end of the bed. She grabbed his backpack, knocking Velma's backpack and spilling the contents on the floor. Fred and Scooby went down to the floor to pick up Velma's books. Scooby got mostly papers, three textbooks from school, and a small orange laptop which he shoves it into the bag. Fred grabbed a few books. His face went pale.

"Rhat rong, Red?"

"Uh, Daph?" Fred said with a look of shock.

"What is it, Fred?" Daphne replied, holding her purple notebook that she's been looking for, now with scent of ham. Her face went pale when she looked at the covers of Velma's books. "Oh."

Scooby walks over to the couple and tries to read the titles, among them are The Encyclopedia of Contraceptives, a few of books with the title, The Journal of Sexual Research and two books by some guy named Dr. Alfred C. Kinsey. He knows what that means, Velma is really thinking of mating with Shaggy and doing research about it.

"Do you think that she and he…" Daphne wonders.

"I guess." Fred said.

Scooby, Fred and Daphne notice faint voices coming this way. For Scooby's case, he can smell the scent of Patchouli, lens cleaners and more importantly, teenage human hormones. It was obvious it was Shaggy and Velma.

"Jeepers, quick hide!" Daphne said as she and Fred race to the nearest hiding spot, Shaggy's closet.

"Rait!" Scooby yelled as he was being pulled by his collar by Fred and Daphne, "Rhy are rou riding me? Ri rived rere! (Why are you hiding me? I lived here!)"

Scooby was being shoves into Shaggy's closet and the next thing he knows; he was part of a living totem pole with Daphne and Fred on top of him. The closet isn't completely dark, Fred open the door just slightly so they can see the couple coming in. Shaggy and Velma goes into the bedroom, giggling as the beatnik flops on his back to the bed with the bookworm flops on top of him. Velma looks down on him smiling; she puts her arms around him and covers his mouth with hers. Shaggy kisses her back and rubs his gangling hands all over her body. They both moan at the same time.

Scooby sniff towards the direction of the couple. Oh, yeah. They're in mating mode. He would do the most honorable thing and give them some privacy (Shaggy would do the same if Scooby meet a pretty female dog.) but there's only one problem, he's trapped in a closet with Daphne and Fred.

Velma lets go of Shaggy's lips and whispers to him, "Let's take this into the next level?"

"Like, what?" The beatnik was still dazed. He didn't notice her unbuckling and unzipping his pants.

"Oh, like this." Velma puts her hand deep inside of his pants.

"Zoinks!" Velma smiles as her hand move even more, making his moan.

"Oh, my." Fred said.

"Jeepers" Daphne's eyes widen as Fred covers Scooby's eyes.

"Rhat's rong?" Scooby asked, "Ris Raggy and Relma rmating?"

"Scooby, this is not for your eyes." Fred said.

"Rawww," Scooby said. He wants to know if his best friend and his other best friend are mating yet.

"Uh, Daphne?" Fred said.

"Yes, Fred," Daphne replied along with a whisper, "I didn't know Velma had it in her."

"There's a spider on your shoulder."

"A spider!" Daphne shrieks.

"A rspider!" Scooby's eyes widen, his fur shaken and his tail has gone straight with fear.

"Guys, shh!" Fred said, but it was too late. With Daphne's attempts to shoo-away the spider, Scooby is trying to get out of the closet, Fred tries to them calm and maintaining their balance and the next thing they know…

CRASH!

They spill out of the closet and in plain sight of Velma and Shaggy. The beatnik covers the front of his open pants with one of his pillows.

"What's going here?" Velma snaps as she straightens her sweater and pulls her skirt down.

"And, like, why are you guys in my bedroom? And in my closet?" Shaggy said. His face looks like he's in pain along with humiliation as the rest of his body looks like he's trying to hide something in his pants.

Daphne, Fred and Scooby look away as they try to make up some excuse.

"Well, I was really looking for my notebook, see?" Daphne said as she holds her notebook, "And… why we hide in your closet… well, Freddie?"

"We thought it… was… that cat burglar that been stalking the neighborhood, so we decide to spring a trap using Shaggy's old junk." Scooby and Daphne put their palms against their faces at Fred's embarrassing excuse.

Velma cocks one of her eyebrows, "What's your excuse, Scooby?"

Scooby lowers his head down, "Ri ras a rpawn."

"That I believe." Velma replied with Shaggy nodding.

"Well, I guess I have to study for that English test." Daphne said in her ever-so chipper voice and waving her notebook, "You don't mind me taking this back?"

Shaggy nods, clutching his pillow tightly, "I don't mind, like, I have the best tutor in town."

Velma blushes and smiles, "As long as he doesn't write 'like' in every sentence, I did my job."

"Well, I guess we'll leave you two alone." Fred said, taking Daphne's hand and leave the room. "Bye, you guys."

"Bye-bye." Daphne said.

"Rye, Red. Rye, Raphne." Scooby said, waving his paw good-bye.

"I'll see you, tomorrow." Velma said, also waving her hand.

"See ya, you guys." Shaggy said.

After Fred and Daphne left the house, it was Scooby, Shaggy and Velma alone in this huge house. A few seconds of awkward silence seems like very long minutes. Scooby's sniff between the two, they're still in mating mode. Luckily, Scooby knows how to break the silence as well as giving them the privacy they much deserves.

"Rell, Ri'm roing to rhave a rsnack." Scooby said as he was walking away from the bedroom. As the door closes behind him, he couldn't help but listen in to Velma and Shaggy's conversation inside the bedroom. One of his ears rotates as he tries to listen closely.

"Just what do you think you're going, Shaggy?"

"Well, I want to join Scooby and make myself a snack."

"I have ways to keep your hands and mouth busy." Scooby can't make out what Velma said afterwards, probably she's whispering into Shaggy's ear.

"You mean, like…" Shaggy gulps, "second and third base."

"Affirmative."

Five seconds later, Shaggy burst out of the room with his wallet and empties its contents on the floor and in front of Scooby. He was talking metaphorically a hundred miles an hour, "Like, here's-fifty-bucks! Go-to-that-all-you-can-eat-buffet! Go-see-a-double-feature-at-the-movies! In-fact, watch-it-twice! Okay! Bye-bye, Scooby!"

Shaggy slams the door in front of Scooby's face, the Great Dane is a bit confused as he picks up the money, "Rhat's recond and rhird rase?"

He wonders if that's the same thing as mating or steps into mating. Scooby sniffs the bedroom door. Hmm? Close to mating but no cigar. Maybe these humans have different mating acts before getting into the real deal as oppose to dogs or cats or any kind of animals they just sniff and mate. But you can't separate apples from oranges. Scooby smiles as walks away from the bedroom. He snickers when he heard a faint "Jinkies!" and a faint "Zoinks!" the moment he walks out of the house.