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It was a nice sunny day in Coolsville with the girls Velma Dinkley, Daphne Blake and Penelope Pitstop going to the mall to get their shopping on. At least, Penelope and Dapghne were going to shop til they drop. Velma was just tagging along reading a great book while enjoying the ride.
Velma was glad that the influx of mysteries died down for the gang due to other groups pitching in such as the Speed Buggy crew, Clue Club, Funky Phantom team and the Blue Falcon and Dynomutt duo. Fred was out of town to visit family and Shaggy, Scooby and Scrappy were visiting Deputy Yabba Doo and Dusty for a while. So Velma, Penelope and Daphne decided to have the day to themselves. The bookworm read her book tuning out distractions while Daphne and Penelope chatted away.
“I say,Daphne. Glad we have the rest of the day at the mall. No upcoming grand prix to race yet.”, Penelope chirped in the driver’s seat. Daphne squealed in excitement agreeing with the Southern belle.
“I know right. Not many mysteries to solve lately. Plus, doorbusters are calling our names. The platform shoes are so devine!”, the redhead squealed. Velma not surprised at the girls’ excitement of shoes and wardrobe, she felt amused due to the fact that Daphne wanted to hoard them like Shaggy and Scooby does with food in their stomachs.
“Hmm. As long as we don’t overdo it. Not sure how much trunk space Penelope has in her car.”, Velma noted bluntly but Daphne smiled smirking.
“Don’t be silly, Velma. We won’t overdo it.”, the redhead said.
“Yeah. Scout’s honor.”, Penelope chimed.
“Remember the last time the both of you did that? Poor Shaggy and Scooby hardly had any room in the Mystery Machine.”, Velma dryly noted. The poor foodies couldn’t eat how they wanted without messing up Daphne’s new shopping haul. Penelope wasn’t innocent of this either trapping Muttley and Scrappy in her heap of clothes. “Remember what a mess it was?”
“Oh come on, girl. Don’t be such a worrywart. I hauled most of my things in the apartment.”, Daphne noted defensively.
“Especially when we’re right at the mall.”, Penelope said causing her and Daphne to squeal like a pod of excited dolphins. Velma covered her ears for a moment worried how crazy those girls can get shopping. Penelope tried to find a parking spot for the lot was nearly full of cars.
“I do declare! It’s a packed house.”, Penelope cried in disbelief.
“Relax, girls. I’m sure an empty spot is available.”, Velma assured the shopaholics still searching. However, a drifting convertible cuts them off.
“Jinkies! What is that girl’s problem?!”, the bookworm said flustered seeing the black droptop skip them. What really made them mad was the driver herself.
====Convertible====
“Snow, what the hell’s your problem?! Can’t you go a day without driving like a bat out of hell?!”, an angry shout coming from none other than the aquatic redhead Ariel to the maniac driver Snow White.
“Relax, Ariel. Can’t miss a sale now can we?”, Snow White said smiling angelically. Ariel and a scared Aurora looked sick and tired of the reckless princess’s behavior behind the wheel.
=====Back To Penelope’s Crew===
“She almost got us killed.”, Daphne said. However, her anger turned to excitement seeing a spot near a clothing store, New 52.
“Oh goody! A parking spot! Doorbusters, here we come! EEEE!”, Penelope and Daphne squealed much to Velma’s dismay. To be fair, Velma are tight with Daphne and Penelope but like Shaggy and Scooby are with food, the bookworm is at the girls’ mercy when shopping malls are abound and a sale is like group of mice for them to chase. Thankfully, the black convertible driven by the maniac isn’t in sight. Penelope parked the car with her and Daphne excited. However, they asked Velma an important question.
“Say, Velma, dear. Are you coming with?”, Penelope offered.
“Yeah. I bet you’re in a shopping mood like we are.”, Daphne chirped. However, Velma shook her head declining.
“Thanks, girls. But I’ll stay in the car to finish off my book.”, Velma said.
“Oh ok. We won’t take too long. BRB.”, Daphne said before she and Penelope left for the mall. Unbeknowst to the shopaholics, the car wasn’t turned off.
Peace at last for Velma as she resumed her book. She was finally alone in her thoughts not having to do with Penelope and Daphne’s excitement of the mallwide doorbusters. The bookworm smiled at a novel dubbed Song Of Fire and Ice which she was deeply engrossed.
“Hmm. Interesting. A long war between various royal houses. Glad I picked this up last week.”, Velma chuckled to herself turning the pages. However, her arm hits a button on the arm rest by accident as it beeped.
“Huh? What was—EEEEEP!”
That was all that Velma can say when different brushes and powder things came out and gloves restrained her in place. Little did the bookworm notice was tht the button pushed was the Makeover button. She looked like a deer in headlights frozen in place before the inevitable transformation can begin.
To start off in torturing Velma, the gloves took off the glasses much to her dismay. It took off her baggy sweater revealing her pink bra. Thankfully, the windows were tinted. A pink long sleeved crop top was placed successfully over her head and fit perfectly on her torso. The robo arms swapped out the jeans with a white skirt and belt covering her pink panties thankfully. Her legs were elevated as the chair reclined taking off her shoes and placed the white high heeled boots.
“What’s the big idea?!?, Velma ranted only for the process to continue. The heart shaped earrings were on her ears, golden bracelets on the wrists and the robo arms gently placed the diamond necklace around the neck.
“This can’t get any worse.”
Unfortunately for the bookworm, the makeover ensued when contact lenses were placed in her eyes and much to her relief, the robo arms didn’t gouge them out.
The next stage was the nail brushes dipping into the pink polish and painted the nails pink. The makeup/hair system appeared starting with the latter. The hair was washed, conditioned and dried before the styler brushes and combs dyed it blonde and turned it wavy. The makeup system placed pink lipstick on her lips and added volume to them. It added a pink blush as the powder puffers assisted with the task. The eyeliner and mascara tools added the black to her eyes. Once the mascara and eyeliner were applied, the light blue eyeshadow was applied as well. Sunglasses were placed on top of her head and perfume spritzed making Velma cough at the unexpected scent hitting her nostrils. Thankfully, the torture was over when a pink shoulder purse was on her left shoulder. A mirror was placed in front of her shocking the bookworm.
“W-What the?! What have they done to me?! I’m-I’m—”
“Gorgeous!”, a voice belonging to none other than Daphne and Penelope gushed with their eyes expanding to cutesy level smiling. Velma gulped speechless of the girls.
“That makeover is so fetch! You look so devine, Velma!”, Daphne gushed.
“I say. Like a beautiful doll.”, Penelope added in admiring the handiwork the car gave Velma. The bookworm grew antsy not wanting any attention especially in the Y chromosome variety.
“I accidentally pushed the button and this happened to me. Is there a way to change me back to normal? I definitely appreciate that.”, Velma pleaded with the redhead and the racer giving out the cute Puss In Boots pout. “oh no. Don’t you give me that look.”
“But it fits you, sugar.”, Penelope pouted.
“Yeah. Why would you want to be plain again?”, Daphne whined. However, Velma’s stance was firm and that it was final. The girls sighed before Penelope pushed the revert button on the makeover system. Unfortunately for Velma, the sounds from the machine were that of out of order. The system was stuck and the bookworm’s face turned pale.
“Uh-oh. The makeover system’s broken for some reason. I’m sorry, baby doll.”, Penelope said sheepishly. Velma’s face was that in panic and irritation.
“Are you serious?!”, the bookworm yowled.
“I’m afraid so, Velma. The car’s a bit out of sorts. You’re going to be stuck like this for a while.”, Daphne said sadly. This made Velma groan in exasperation. She knew that this wasn’t Penelope nor Daphne’s fault. She’s not the type to be a looker like her shopaholic friends nor the Hex Girls for example.
“Now what are we going to do? No races would come anytime soon nor mysteries to solve.”, Velma fretted.
“And we need money to fix this car with new parts for the makeup system. And Pat Pending’s away along with Fred.”, Daphne added feeling bad for Velma. However, Penelope had an idea eyeing a flyer she pulled out her purse.
“Maybe there’s a way for us to change Velma back after all. Coolsville Arena is hosting a beauty pageant.”, Penelope chimed happily.
“Beauty pageant?”, Velma wondered deep down feeling apprehensive. Daphne nodded her head smiling.
“Yeah. I heard of it last week. The winner gets $50K which is enough to pay for our car to get fixed. And Of course get you back to normal.”, the redhead said with the bookworm sighing in worry.
“But I haven’t been in a pageant. Just geography bees and science fairs.”, Velma sheepishly told the girls.
“No worries, hun. We’ll teach you. You’ll be a natural when we’re done.”, Penelope assured the bookworm. “Just follow our lead and you’ll win for sure.”
“We’ll even enter to help out. If either of us wins, it’ll cover what we need.”, Daphne added. Velma thought about it knowing that this is her only chance. Sure, she’ll be ogled by guys passing by but on the other hand, Daphne and Penelope did say they were entering the pageant tonight. That sure helped her in her time of need. The bookworm took a deep breath before giving her answer.
“Oh, all right. Where do we start?”, Velma asked looking to her friends who gushed glomping the poor bookworm.
“EEE! Splendid! We’ll head to my apartment to get ready. We’ll show you the ropes.”, Daphne said the first part of the plan. Though they had to sign up online first. After they quickly did so, the girls drove to Daphne’s apartment to give Velma pointers on how to successfully dominate the pageant.
How will the training go? You will have to find out next time.
--To Be Continued--