Scooby-Doo sequel/Scooby-Doo Curse of the Lake Monster (insert reader)(Finished)

Velma x reader (Guy's side) Chapter 8: Mistakes happen

(Y/N) POV:

After telling us she had found a clue, Velma led us to the Security Surveillance room. While the rest of us stand behind her, Velma sits down in the wheel chair, going through all of the footage that was taken by the security cameras.

"After you watch this, I think you'll all be saying "jinkies"," says Velma.

About a moment later, the screen shows a lot of people running from a tent. "Hey, the security camera caught the attack," Daphne says, most likely saying what we were all just thinking.

"Yep. And they caught something else, too," Velma says with a smile. She pushes some buttons and the image on the screen changes, showing the Lake Monster looking for something as it stands near the beach. Then someone wearing a cloak, holding a staff, walks up to the creature. "Looks like we have two pranksters on our hands."

"Jinkies" we all say, amazed by the evidence Velma has found.

"Told ya," Velma says, smiling.

"Freeze it," Fred quickly says. The spot Fred told Velma to freeze not only showed the Lake Monster jumping into the lake, but it also showed the cloaked figure facing the camera, barely. "If you zoom in right here, we can see who's inside that cloak."

Velma pushes a few buttons to zoom in the screen onto that cloaked figure, making it look blurry. To fix itself, the image enhances, getting rid of all of the blur.

"Oh, look, it's coming into focus," says Shaggy.

However, before we could even see who's face it is, something short-circuited, causing everything to break. Sparks of electricity starts to fly, making all of us jump. Thankfully, no one got hurt, as smoke started to rise.

"What happened?" Fred asks.

"I have no idea," I say, using my hand to keep the smoke away from my face.

"Like, that spooky figure must be using some sort of magic to prevent us from seeing its face," says Shaggy.

"I'm afraid the explanation is slightly less supernatural that that, Shaggy," Velma says, making all of us wonder what she means. "I accidentally knocked over my green tea and shot-circuited the hard drive."

"That's okay, Velma. Accidents happen," I say, trying to cheer up Velma.

Daphne nods her head in agreement. "Yeah. You know, I'm sure we'll find another piece of critical evidence. Right guys?"

"Yeah, for sure," says Fred.

"Yeah. It's groovy," says Shaggy.

We all try to cheer Velma up, but from the looks of it, she still feels bad. "I know this is highly uncharacteristic behavior. I'm really sorry guys," she turns around, her back facing us. Obviously, this must be really getting to her badly. "I'll tender my resignation from the group if you wish."

"What?" we all ask.

Velma starts to walk away, but we all chase after her. It's understandable that she would feel bad about this, especially when she's never once been clumsy. But...Velma's been with all of us throughout all our mystery adventures. But more than that, she's someone that I deeply cae about. I'd practically do anything to make her happy. And if she leaves, it wouldn't be the same without her.

"Velma, wait!" I exclaim, gently grabbing her by the hand to make her stop.

"Like, hold on, V," Shaggy calls out. By the time we all catch up, Velma stops in her tracks, and looks up at me and Shaggy. "Don't beat yourself up about this. You just pulled a Shaggy, that's all. I do it all the time."

"Yeah. These kinds of things happen. You shouldn't beat yourself up about it," I say, giving Velma a smile.

"Thanks, (Y/N), Shaggy, but there's really no excuse," Velma says, giving us a small smile, still feeling guilty for being clumsy. "Maybe reading a little Sylvia Plath will buoy my spirits."

Velma then walks away, leaving me and Shaggy to stand there. Not sure what else to do, I rush over to catch up with her. Once I do, I call out to her

"Velma, hold on," I say. When she turns around, I can see the sadness in her eyes. Seeing her like this makes it harder for me to find the right words to say. But even so, I have to at least try. So, I say whatever comes to mind, trying not to blush. "Listen...I know you feel bad, but...accidents really do happen. You shouldn't beat yourself up over something like this. And...I would know, because I've been in a similar situation, before."

Hearing this, Velma raises an eyebrow, looking confused. "What do you mean?" she asks.

I let out a sigh before answering her question. "Back when my parents were still alive, my dad was working on a case, but was having difficulties on solving it. Even though I was a kid back then, I wanted to help. So, I snuck into his study without him or my mom noticing. But while looking around, I accidentally knocked over my dad's coffee mug, ruining some of his papers that he was using for clues. I thought I was in trouble and felt really bad about it. But, in the end, it actually turned out to be a good thing," I explain. "Turns out, one of the papers the coffee spilled on, revealed a secret message, making it easier for my dad to solve the case he was working on. Even though it was an accident, my dad was so happy that I helped him out that day......I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't let it get to you. It might be bad now, but who knows? Things might get better if you look on the bright side."

I try not to smack myself on the forehead, feeling like an idiot for not coming up with a better way of cheering her up. But, as it turns out, it did work, when I notice Velma not looking so sad anymore.

"Thanks, (Y/N). That makes me happy to. Thank you for telling me that story. And thanks for also cheering me up," she says with a smile.

Dammit! Why does she have to be so cute?

I try to hide my blush. "Sure. No problem."

"See you later," she says, waving her hand as she walks away.

I return the smile and wave back. "Yep. Later."

After that, I head back to my room, glad to know that Velma's feeling better, while also refusing to wipe the smile from my face.

Maybe it's not so hopeless after all.