Scooby-doo Crybaby Clown Novels & Stories

I jumped in front of him and said, "Are you backing off realising it's a mistake or seeing me cry gave you satisfaction?" "I wonder how you can talk back even after crying like a crybaby." "What? Who's a crybaby? I didn't cry that hard." "You cried so hard that you drooled through your nose, crybaby." "Stop it!" "Crybaby! Crybaby! Louisa is a crybaby!" "Stop it! Or I will…" "What will you do? Are you going to cry again, crybaby?" "Stop calling me that! Stop it!" Bernie appeared out of nowhere and asked, "What's going on here?"

"To hell and you will have to get used to this hell." Rex warned her. Poor innocent Julie did not know the reason for the anger of the angry man standing in front of her. She started crying again. Seeing her crying like this, Rex got even more angry with her. And he said while grinding his teeth in anger, "Don't try to console me by pretending to cry in front of me. This effort will backfire on you. I like this room to be clean. It has reached this state because of you. So you will have to clean it, understand."

He is my spirit animal and I wish I could be as free and uninhibited as him. He still likes to prank his friends and family and is teaching the art of practical jokes to the little ones. My baby boy giggled himself silly the day I sat on a whoopie cushion Cousin Clay gave him. The blonde-haired beta claims he is living vicariously because he swears, he won’t have cubs of his own someday. He is the biggest man cub I know.

Gaby snatches the sponge again. “Tss! Stubborn!” said Clark. “What the….“ Gaby’s shocked reaction. Clark put foam on her nose. The young man laughed about how she reacted. “Very well!” said Gaby. It surprised Clark when Gaby put foam on both of his cheeks, and Gaby laughed loud. “Why did you do that? That could damage my skin,” Clark said. Of course, he was kidding. “Is your skin so delicate?” says Gaby, who couldn’t help laughing.

Turns out I was lost in thought and causing traffic. My nose is welcomed with the smell of wet wood. I raise my head and my eyes widen in absolute... Shock, dismay, disbelief or disgust!?.. You know when Mr. Krabs from spongebob sees something bad and then his eyes break and he replaces them? Well if I could do that, it would be the best reaction to this scene right now!

I shake my head trying to make it stop. As the sexy clown continues looking at me, I extend my fingertips to touch him. I brush them through his cotton candy hair, giggling as it tickles me. “Ahoy, matey!” I exclaim to him as I wrap him up in a giant hug. “Welcome to my oasis! I am Sapphire, Queen of the Deep Beyond. I rule over all the fishies in the darkest seas. Who are you, clown?” I ask excitedly. I must have drifted through a portal into another dimension and this clown is the ruler of this new land I am in.

“Is it, Eddie? Is that what we’re doing? Celebrating?” Eddie’s jaw tightened. He looked like he wanted to say something—to snap back, to exert his control—but instead, he just reached for his glass of bourbon and took a long, slow swallow. He looked at me over the rim of the glass, and for a split second, the "Sculptor" mask slipped. I saw a flicker of something raw and unwanted in his green eyes. It wasn't anger. It was a dark, obsessive curiosity. He was beginning to realize that the clay was starting to mold itself, and he had no idea what the final shape would be.

She wore a name-tag that said 'Tee-Hee'. "Listen.." Milo began. "I'm really sorry about your popcorn machine, okay? But it wasn't me who did it. It was my asshole friend. I wouldn't damage your property like that." The clown tilted her head. "Well, someone's gotta pay for it.." she said in a voice that had a subtle Southern twang. "And you ruined our performance." Milo stared at her. "What..? No, that wasn't me either." The clown called Tee-Hee looked at him with a confused expression. "I thought I heard someone screaming out about clown pussy?"

That I was fine. His eyes sweep over my features for a moment and then he straightens and leaves. Caela breaks into a cry her hear turning to the closed door, her little hands pointing at the door as she tries to climb away from my lap. I distract her by shaking her stuffed giraffe. “Hey… Look at this baby” she reach for it still crying, Angelo on my other side coughs his bottom lips trembling. “Why don’t I turn on SpongeBob?” I try to swallow my panic as I look around for the remote, at the sound of SpongeBob the crying lowers and I locate the remote quickly switching it on to the right channel.

She frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you capture us?” Clown smiled and said, “Because I am your future husband! Oh, let me introduce myself, my name is Quincy Zoppins, my alias is Clown.”