Scooby Doo Ice Cream Ghosts Novels & Stories

My stomach rumbled in anticipation, already craving the sweetness. "Good evening, welcome to Sweet Dreams Ice Cream Parlor!" the cashier greeted me with a friendly smile. His eyes sparkled with warmth as he gestured to the menu board. "What can I get for you today?" I returned his smile, scanning the menu with excitement. "Hmm, I think I'll have a scoop of chocolate chip cookie dough, please." "Excellent choice!" the cashier exclaimed, reaching for a waffle cone. But before he could scoop the ice cream, he paused, a curious expression crossing his face.

, Alex questioned in confusion as they came to a stop. “My home sweet home!”, Zoey said as she wavered her hands to the ice cream place called ‘Sweet Ice Creams’. “Let me order for you.”, Zoey stated as she went to the counter. “Just don’t order anything weird, honey.”, Alex said as he cringed looking at the weird flavors of ice cream. “Hi, can I have two cookies and cream ice creams please?”, she told the teller as she leaned over the countertop in anticipation like a little kid.

Then she peered into my eyes and smiled. “All I need now is an iced cream from your world. I want it from those who sell on the roadside or streets. They have an iced cream stand. So, whichever one you want to get it from, you will see a customer ordering two, but another one would appear which only you can see, and it will be shuffled so fast. You have only one chance to pick the iced cream for ghosts. If you pick the wrong one, you'll fail.” She explained, with a smile.

He even made his own cones from scratch. Out came massive tubs of ice cream: Vanilla, Chocolate, Mint Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, Butter Pecan, Birthday Cake, Strawberry Shortcake, and his personal favorite—Moose Tracks. The twins squealed and spun in circles. “I want that one! No, wait! That one!” Odo laughed and scooped a mountain of flavors onto their cones. “You big kids help yourselves!” he called to the others. Charlene carefully balanced the mountain of melting ice cream, wide-eyed.

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

"Really?! Did you see how fast it flew?!" "I saw it! It was supersonic!" I laughed, running out onto the field to join them, hugging both of my boys tightly. To celebrate Jim's historic (albeit backwards) athletic debut, we skipped the post-game team juice boxes and drove straight to the town's most famous old-fashioned ice cream parlor. We ordered a legendary, monstrous creation known as the Volcano Sundae—three giant scoops of chocolate and vanilla ice cream buried under a mountain of hot fudge, whipped cream, crushed Oreos, rainbow sprinkles, and a sparkler shooting golden fire out of the top.

For a long moment, he said nothing, just stood there, lost in thoughts. Then he turned around and said, “I’m waving the white flag.” Four pair of eyes widened. Killian pulled out his phone, tapped somethings on the screen, and held it up. The quadruplets leaned forward. A picture of four giant ice cream tubs filled the display. Alessio gasped. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS…? Matteo leaned closer. VANILLA COOKIES… Leo covered his mouth. MINT CHOCOLATE… Rocco’s soul visibly left his body. IS THAT RAINBOW SORBET?

I can imagine him saying it in that deep, syrupy voice of his while he stares me down with those piercing eyes. “All done,” Daisy says. “Why don’t we put on a show while it dries? Does that sound like a good idea?” I ask her as I start to pick up the paints and put them away. She nods as I usher her to the bathroom to wash the paint off her hands. “Can we watch Scooby-Doo?” she asks, stretching her arms overhead. “Of course we can. You know, that was my favorite cartoon when I was younger too, and my mom’s. That’s where she got my name.”

Rhett chose chocolate with rainbow sprinkles, and I got vanilla and strawberry swirls. Uncle Liam even got one for himself, which was funny because… well, he’s a grown up and grown ups are not supposed to eat ice cream with that much chocolate sauce and whipped cream. Right? Well, we all tried to keep up with the melting ice cream, licking it as fast as we could before it dripped down our hands. After that, we wandered around, playing games and stopping to look at all the rides. When we got to a game booth with rows of stuffed animals, I spotted a soft, brown teddy bear with a red ribbon that looked like it was made to be mine.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint