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[info]atama_ga_itai
2/17/09 05:15 pm
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Morita chibi drunk
When I drink theraflu, weird shit happens.



The Mystery Machine had a big back seat. Velma knew this mainly because it shook whenever Fred talked Shaggy into it. They didn't do it on the front seat because the old VW's gearshift was easily kicked into first, and there had been that one incident with the storefront that they were STILL paying for.

Velma mostly knew because of the hidden surveillance device. "Daphne, I think they're 'finding clues' again."

Daphne giggled, flipping her hair and trotting over. "What excuse did Fred give this time?" She draped her arm casually over Velma's shoulder, leaning down to look. Her breast brushed Velma's back, but Velma was used to Daphne's teasing.

"Oh, the usual," Velma laughed. "Shaggy did it for a Scooby Snack."

The little surveillance camera was dark and jaggy and grainy, but the girls settled in to watch.

"J-Jeepers," Fred gasped, hand clutching Shaggy's hair. "B-boy, you weren't joking when you said you were good at eating."

"Better be a real good Scooby Snack for this," Shaggy said, laughing humorlessly before returning to work.

...And then my brain died.
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  • [info]whisper132
    2/17/09 10:46 pm (UTC)
    ....

    That was my childhood, rushing by at lightspeed.

    ...and then I wondered what they did with the neckerchief.

    • [info]atama_ga_itai
      2/17/09 11:00 pm (UTC)
      Oh my. There's a good question.

      Damn you for asking.

      ***

      Fred liked the sensation. It cut off his breath just enough for lightheadedness, which was a blessed relief in the middle of adventures. He was always scared, but as the 'real man' of the group he was never allowed to show it. The whisper of silk around his throat reminded him of his softer side, the side that he sometimes explored when Shaggy brought out his after-dinner pipe...

      IHU

      • [info]whisper132
        2/17/09 11:14 pm (UTC)
        It's the ones you love who ask the really tough questions. Like what happens when they find the surveilance tapes.

        • [info]atama_ga_itai
          2/17/09 11:24 pm (UTC)
          v_v

          Shaggy stared. Row after row of VHS tapes, all labeled with clinical titles for things that made him remember his Uncle Shaggy's library. He closed the cabinet again and stared at the label. Yep, it read "Really yucky health food." That's why he'd opened it in the first place -- even yucky health food was food in a famine. He opened it again, vaguely disappointed that 'Van 69 S/F accidental tire deflation" hadn't turned into a jar of pickled radishes. He shut the cabinet and turned, scratching his stomach absently, hunger blotting out all higher brain activity. Oh well. It was time to hit up Fred's stash.

          • [info]kat8cha
            2/18/09 12:01 am (UTC)
            ...roflol, Tan.

            Oh you... XD

            See, I'd bring in Scooby, but. XD I dun wanna break your brain

            • [info]atama_ga_itai
              2/18/09 12:11 am (UTC)
              "Ruh roh." The van was shaking again, just like an earthquake. Back at the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm they'd told the Scoobies what to do during an earthquake -- it was to go outside where nothing could fall on him.

              Scooby bounded into the Mystery Machine and caught Fred by the seat of the pants, tugging him insistently. It was easier because Fred's pants were around his ankles.

              "Rum RON!" Scooby said.

              "Not now, aaah...darn it, Scoob!" Fred batted at him.

              "RERTHWAKE!" Scooby said, tugging Fred's pants harder.

              Shaggy must've hit his head! He was writhing around on his knees like a rabid dog!

              "RAGEEE! RUM ON!!"

              "I AM coming o- " Shaggy cried out, and then slumped to the seat.

              Fred didn't talk to either one of them for days after that, even though Scooby explained that he was just saving him.

  • [info]nivell
    2/18/09 07:44 am (UTC)
    SO WRONG. *bleaches brain * x_x

  • [info]moeruze_burning
    2/18/09 11:38 am (UTC)
    *dies laughing*

    It's always nice to have a little part of you die, early in the morning.

    XDDD
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