Velma x reader (Guy's side) Chapter 5: Investigating/Spooky Island Castle

(Y/N)'s POV:

Despite how nice it was of Mr. Mondevarious to create this party, I didn't think it would be such a good idea to celebrate during an investigation, not when something weird is going on with the college kids. When it started to get dark, Dean, Sam, (F/A/N) and I split up to ask if anyone knew anything strange that might be going on around here.

"So, you haven't noticed anything unusual since you started working here? Any weirdos running around?" Velma asks one of the workers, who is dressed up in a creepy looking skeleton costume.

Before you ask, while investigating and asking questions with the workers, I bumped into Velma, and we somehow ended up deciding to work together to make it easier to figure out who's behind this mystery.

"Uh, no," says the worker.

"Okay, well thanks for your time," I say, then walk away with Velma and (F/A/N). Not long after, we meet up with Sam and Dean. "Hey, guys. Found anything yet?"

"Afraid not. It's the same thing, no matter who we ask. None of the workers have noticed anything out of the ordinary, no weirdos, or anybody that could possibly stand out. No one's been skipping work, so it can't be any of them," Sam explains. "And we can't ask any of the students, because that's asking for trouble. And according to those who have been working here the longest, they're not familiar with any strange rituals that could be related to this island, last time I checked."

"And I'm starting to think that Mondevarious guy was right about these students being possessed by something," Dean says. "How is it that none of the chicks here are falling for my good looks?"

Sam, (F/A/N), Velma and I all roll our eyes at him.

Of course that'd bother him.

"Is he always like this?" Velma asks.

"Unfortunately," I say, feeling myself about to lose it, fed up with Dean's stupidity. I then turn my attention back to Dean. "Could you take this more seriously? People's lives could be at stake."

"I am taking this seriously. One of the chicks I tried to flirt with nearly threw me in the air, like what we saw today with that girl who was leaving the island, Carol," Dean explains. "And another one almost broke my arm, threatening that she'd do worse if I didn't "back off her grill"."

Hearing that made me curious. "And did anyone nearby react to the situation?" I ask.

"Well, the workers did, but were too scared to intervene. As for the students, they didn't react one bit, just like this afternoon," says Dean.

Guess Dean did find something, after all. I mean, as far as we can tell, all of the college students not only develop a strange behavior, but they also gain unusual strength. The question is how that's even possible? Just thinking about it is starting to make my head hurt.

"Maybe there's something we're missing, like a secret hideout of some kind," (F/A/N) suggests.

"Or maybe there are some rides that are closed and are not permitted to being entered," Sam points out.

"Only one way to find out," I say.

Before we could get a move on, however, a fire in a pit lights up, and some people dressed in hula-skirts and wearing weird looking helmets with horns attached appear. They also start to do this dance, while also signing some kind of song. Not long after, two men appear.

"Welcome, dear victims. My name is N' Goo Tuana," the man says, introducing himself, then gestures to the other man, who is dressed as a masked wrestler. "This is my evil best pal, Zarkos. You may recognize him from Telemundo, as the famous masked wrestler, Zarkor."

"Any chance I could get an autograph?" Dean asks, jokingly.

I roll my eyes at him, and then elbow him in the ribs, hinting for him to stop messing around.

"This enchanted island is thoroughfare to the supernatural realm. For centuries, it was home to creatures who lived on the island," N' Goo Tuana explains. While he does so, I notice that some of the college students are enjoying themselves, while the rest are singing to the song. It could be possible that they've heard it before, during their time hear, but it's so unusual to see them singing the song in perfect sing, with no mistakes. Apparently, I'm not the only one who noticed, because Sam, Dean, Velma and (F/A/N) begin to notice how odd it is too. "But then, ten years ago, Emile Mondevarious antagonized these ancient beings by building a theme park here. The creatures are furious, my friends," N' Goo Tuana then walks over to us. "I assure you, while you party, they plot their revenge!" the fire then starts to show an image of some kind of monster, nearly making me jump. "Do my friends frighten you?"

"They would," Velma starts with a smile.

"If it weren't for the holographic projectors. There," I say, pointing to one of the projectors.

"And there, and there," Velma says, directing to the rest of the projectors.

"What smart little ones," N' Goo Tuana says, patting me and Velma on the heads, hard.

He patted our heads a little too hard that Velma and I had to rub our heads in pain.

Talk about no self-restraint.

Later, we tried again, by asking around to see if there were any rides that were closed down. And since we didn't want to give too much away, not wanting the person behind this to catch wind of us, we had to pretend by saying that we don't want to get in trouble by accidentally ending up in someplace we're not allowed to. Thankfully, we were given the directions we need, to "Spooky Island Castle", a ride that was closed down for dangerous construction. If my experience in solving mysteries has taught me anything, it's that villains always pick the places where they're said to be shut down, especially when it comes to committing some kind of plot. However...

"What are you doing here!?" I question, surprised to see Daphne, who is with Shaggy and Scooby.

(FYI, Velma is behind the monster looking animatronic right now, in case you were wondering)

"No, (Y/N), what are you doing here? I found this place first, in case you haven't noticed, so go look somewhere else to find clues," Daphne says, walking up to me.

"First off, we found this place first. Second, in case YOU haven't noticed, this isn't a race. This is a very important mystery," I say with my arms crossed, not happy to see her.

"I know that," she says.

"No, you don't, which is exactly why you always got kidnapped all the time by the villains we caught, you Prima Donna prom-queen."

Daphne then gasped. "You did NOT just say that."

Before things could get any worse, Sam speaks up. "Enough! Guys, come on. We're all here, so can't we at least work together on trying to solve this mystery, or are we going to continue this argument, when people on this island are in danger. Just this once. And once it's all over, you can go on with your lives and never have to see each other again. Can we live with that, at least?"

Daphne and I think about it for a moment before giving our answer. "Fine," she says.

"Whatever," I say.

"Seriously, though, you guys. This place is, like, uber creepy," says Shaggy.

"Yeah, uber creepy," Scooby says in agreement.

"The only thing missing is a mindless zombie," says Daphne.

"Maybe a pharaoh covered in bandages," says Dean.

"Or Dracula," Sam says, joking a little.

"Oh, you two are a riot," I say, not amused with their humor.

We then hear a door open, catching us by surprise, thinking that we had been caught red-handed. Shaggy even jumped into Scooby's arms, while (F/A/N) and I hug each other for dear life. But, turns out, it was just Fred, who was just as shocked to see us, as we are of him.

"Fred, get back. I found this place. I call dibs on its clue," says Daphne.

I give her a glare. "You mean WE found this place," I say, telling her that it's not all about her, while also reminding her that Sam, Dean, (F/A/N) and I got here first, along with Velma.

"I've already found some clues," says Fred.

Mine and Daphne's eyes widen in shock. "What?" we both ask.

Give me a break here! We haven't even started and he's already found clues in this place before any of us did!

"I followed some weird footprints up here. It might be dangerous for you," says Fred.

"If anyone messes with me, I'll just open a can of Chinese whoop-ass on them," Daphne declares.

During their conversation, I notice Velma, who is standing behind one of the monster looking animatronics. She places a finger on her lips, telling me to be quiet, and then points to Daphne. It's at that moment that I understand what she's trying to do, making me smile, and nod my head to her, to let her know that I won't blow her cover. Velma then slowly pushes the animatronic, and uses the hand to grab Daphne, making her and Shaggy scream. Velma and I then laugh at her successful prank to scare Daphne.

"Velma!" Shaggy exclaims, not happy that he also got scared from her prank.

"What are you doing here?" Fred asks.

"This ride was closed due to dangerous construction. It's the most likely place to hatch an insidious plan. And I wanted to scare the patootie out of Daphne," Velma says, earning smack on the hand from Daphne, who used her handbag.

"You knew she was behind there the whole time, didn't you?" Daphne questions, giving me a glare.

"M-Maybe!" I say, trying to control my laughter. "Plus, Velma was also with us when we found this place, making you the last person to have arrived."

"Well, since we're all together, let's split up and look for more clues," Fred suggests. "Daphne, you two and I will--"

Velma then cuts him off. "Typical," she says.

"What?" Fred asks, wondering what he did wrong this time.

"Oh, nothing. I was always picked last for the teams," Velma points out.

Fred then sighs. "Okay. Daphne, exit through the entrance. Velma and I will enter through the exit there. (Y/N), (F/A/N), Sam and Dean, you guys pick whoever you want to be teamed up with. And Shaggy and Scooby..." Fred says, pausing for a moment to see Shaggy messing around with the animatronic's hand. "...Do whatever you guys do."

With that said and done, we all split up into groups of three. Dean went with Fred and Velma, while Sam went with Shaggy and Scooby, and me and (F/A/N) went with Daphne.

"......Hey, Daphne?" I call out, getting her attention. " Sorry, about calling you a Prima Donna prom-queen earlier. I really shouldn't have said that."

She then gives me a small smile. "I'm sorry, too, for making this mystery sound like a competition, when it definitely isn't," she says.

"Does this mean you two are friends again?" (F/A/N) asks, giving the both of us a smile.

"I guess it does. Friends?" I ask, holding my hand out to Daphne.

"Friends," she says, shaking my hand.

Well, I guess coming here to this island wasn't such a bad idea, after all.