Scooby Doo 2 Fred Novels & Stories

Taking a very deep breath in, I prepared myself mentally for whatever the day could come with, but definitely not for what I saw next. A cyber truck, parked in between two spaces, a guy with a loose tie, and one leg out of the door looked straight at us, behind his sunglasses. “I wanna pee.” Freda said, and scampered away with my bag, laptop and her own stuff too. So much for big energy.

I tried to sound cheerful when I was far from feeling that. “Well.” Fred rubbed the back of his neck, nervously gulping as he looked towards his brother. “I'm afraid this is the only one we got.” “What?!” “Fred said we didn't need to get anything else, so I only brought this. It's wonderful, right?” “Yeah. Excellent.” Nodding, I tried to relax, telling myself I would have more than enough chance to get them to do what I wanted. Even though we are watching cartoons, you can be in the mood, right? Like mood, mood?

The Don's voice Disturbed the moment and I chuckled as Fred turned . " Yes ....Big Brother" he said sarcastically. TBC

"Freda, go ahead then" ***********

Zane’s POV “You wouldn’t believe this!” Fred came rushing into my office, looking like a giddy child, jumping around in excitement with that fucking huge smile on his face. Grabbing the nearby paperweight that looked like a half-moon, I threw it at him without a second thought. “Hey! That hurt!” he squirmed after successfully pushing it away from him mid-air, but that didn’t stop him from having a red mark on his palm. “Less talk! What are you so happy about?” I asked with a furrowed brow.

Too soon, Fred ends the party, claiming that he has another engagement and Skye has somewhere to get to as well. Too bad. Fred moves closer to Skye. I can't hear what they say but I keep a close watch on Skye. Her face falls and I'm an inch closer to punching Fred in the face for making her sad when they start moving toward me. My payment be damned Fred sighs as he stares into my eyes, making me anxious as I wonder what it is that he wants to say. “Do you mind dropping Skye on the way home?” He asks. Do I mind?

"Sure, don't be long. I’m starving." Fred nodded and walked out of the dining room. The moment he passed the man near the door, he didn't keep walking. He reached out, his hand clamping onto the man’s shoulder like a vice. "Outside. Now," Fred hissed. He practically dragged the man through the lobby and out into the dimly lit corner of the parking lot, away from the prying eyes of the patrons. The second they were behind a concrete pillar, Fred didn't hesitate. He swung a heavy fist, connecting squarely with the man’s jaw.

He looked down at the little boy and then suddenly carried him to his shoulder. "I'm not harsh," he said. "Where is your mom?" He asked, looking at his little cute face. Fred took advantage of that moment to get his hair. "I want to ease myself, please let me down ," Fred intentionally ignored the question about his mom and once he placed him down, he sped away with his small legs. Was that woman using this little boy to get his attention? Harry Vernon thought with a frown. He already found the woman he had sex with many years ago, now it's time to punish that woman.

Had Zayn be in Manhattan, she was certain that he’d be dating girls each week and maybe get signed in one of those modeling agencies that likes to scout students. Fred is taller than these two and strikes Max as the nerd friend who is often the conscience of the group. He had kind eyes and nice features and she can feel that he is a nice person. Fred likes to wear aid back clothes than the other two. Today, he was wearing a hoodie with a NASA logo embroidered to its chest and jeans and Nike shoes.

It was almost as if he could see Scorpion standing in front of him. Clearing his throat, he began, “I met Fred during our senior year. He was the beloved student and all the teachers loved him because of how intelligent he was. He always moved alone, acting like one who couldn't harm an ant. We all treated him like a little brother, protecting him from the bullies and all that. But it all changed on the day the librarian died.”