One Good Turn
"Like, are you sure this is a good idea?" Shaggy ventured as he and Tinker neared their prey. Behind them, Speed Buggy and Babu trailed along.
"One good turn deserves another," Tinker answered him. "The Really Rottens capture our girls, we go and steal theirs!"
"I hope I don't mess this up," Babu muttered nervously behind them. "I have a tendency to-"
"JusttellmewhattodomanI'montopofit," Speed Buggy interjected.
"Like, sounds like someone's got to cut back on the caffeine!"
"Shh! There she is!"
The four had arrived at their destination. In front of them a little ways the raven-haired redneck Daisy Mayhem was washing a Thunderbird: well, actually, she was ordering around her pet pig Sooey to do so.
"Y'darn missed a spot," the mean-spirited hillbilly snarled. She stood with one hand on her hip, the other pushing her wild hair out of her face as the patch-eyed pig labored with soap, sponge and bucket under the sweltering sun.
"Okay, you guys know the plan." Tinker whispered. "Babu, you handle the pig while me and Shaggy nab Ms. Mayhem."
"You're the getaway car, Speedy. Think you can handle it?"
The "plan" was compromised before it even began. In an attempt to sneak up and grab Sooey, Babu's big feet landed in the soap bucket, splashing water everywhere and tripping him over and onto the pig.
"What in tarnation is going on here?" Daisy squealed. She turned around to find Shaggy and Tinker coming toward her. Shaggy was carrying rope and Tinker a big white hanky.
"Like, we're here to kidnap you, is what," Shaggy answered her. He tried to sound confident but he took a shaky step back when he saw the meanness in her eyes.
"That's right," Tinker added. "The Really Rottens have got the Teen Angels, so we figured it'd only be fair to even the odds."
The curvaceous bumpkin put both her hands on her hips and laughed.
"So you're plannin' on using lil ol' me as bait to lure the rest of the Rottens into a trap, is that it? Honey, I do declare, what so ever gave you the idea you could take on me?"
Daisy Mayhem rose to her full height, which was as tall as Shaggy. She cracked her knuckles and put her bare feet into a tackling stance, accentuating her powerful thighs under her short, cutoff jeans. She had big hips and she was lithe and fit from a lifetime of moving moonshine.
"Gulp! W-what did give us that idea, Tinker?"
"Y-your guess is as good as mine, Shaggy!"
Their plans of kidnapping forgotten, both men cowered as Daisy rushed at them.
"HeyguyshopeI'mnottoolatewhatdidImiss?" Speed Buggy exclaimed as he barged onto the scene, knocking into Daisy and sending the spunky Salt-of-the-Earther tumbling to the ground.
"Watch it, you walking dipstick!" Daisy cried.
"No, Speedy, you got here right in the nick of time, as usual. Quick, Shaggy, with the rope!"
"Can do, Tinker!" Shaggy answered, some of his confidence returning.
"One time out West me and Scoob had to hog-tie our meal before we could have supper!"
Shaggy jumped on the dazed Daisy Mayhem's back and proceeded to quickly bind her wrists with the rope, then her strong legs, then both of them together.
"Was it a cow?" Asked Tinker.
"Like, no way, man! It was a chicken! We wanted eggs!"
Below him, the enraged hillbilly thrashed wildly in her bonds.
"What's the meaning of this?" She whined. "Cut me loose! I'm going to flatten you fools!"
"Like, now I know why you brought that hanky," Shaggy said.
"You got that right!" Tinker agreed as he placed the hanky over Daisy's mouth.
"Hey! What's the big ideammmph!" Daisy's husky voice was muted as Tinker tied the hanky in a big bow at the nape of her neck. Her eyes burned with indignation.
"Do you think you can handle carrying her?" Tinker asked Babu, who had only just gotten his feet dislodged from the bucket and off the unconscious pig.
"I'll try," Babu mumbled sheepishly as he lifted their captive up over his shoulder.
"Mmmppghhph!" Daisy complained into her gag. She wiggled her body and sent dark curls whirling in every direction.
"Like, good thing she's gagged," Shaggy muttered. "I'd hate to think what sort of things she calling us right now!"
"That's that," Tinker said, dusting his hands. "One Daisy Mayhem, under wraps. Now all we have to do is contact the Rottens, exchange hostages and win the race."
"I'm just glad Daphne's not on our team," Shaggy said.
"Oh? Why's that?"
"She's got a tendency to get kidnapped," Shaggy answered.
"Like, rescuing the Teen Angels from the Really Rottens is one thing. But imagine having to do it every week! Heck, if she was on our team, she'd be getting kidnapped by the Yogi Yahooeys!"