Scooby-doo The Backstage Rage Novels & Stories

"Mavis, you're nothing but a poor country bumpkin! You still have the nerve to argue with me!" I tried to grab it back, but her nails dug into the back of my hand. I let go and turned my wrist away from her, using this chance to press the button on the side of my smartwatch. The audio recording began. Last Friday night, I stayed late to organize the reports. When I passed by the office, I caught Thomas and Jane on the sofa with their clothes unkempt. The panic on their faces as they scrambled to fix their clothes told me everything. I had seen too much, and they wanted me gone.

Don't be angry, Henry! "Don't be angry, Henry!" Monique's sweet and soft voice was as sweet as the spring water on a high mountain. He looked at the silly woman who made him happy. Henry's cold aura slowly dissipated a little. Song Xu turned off the video backstage and quickly returned to Chairman Moore. Song Xu said, "Chairman Moore, the backstage was invaded by hackers and then played. I don't know what's going on with the backstage." Henry's eyes turned cold and he said coldly, "Find out who is behind this."

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.”

Late that night, the basement door creaked open. I looked up, frowning. Nancy strutted in, heels clicking, smirk locked in.

8 YEARS AGO "I like Patrick better because he's a starfish." Garriet said and I rolled my eyes. "But sponge Bob is smart and Patrick is dumb." I frowned getting angry as I swung my sailor moon lunch box and held her hand. Daddy said I should always protect Garriet because she has a weak heart. "Rage don't insult Patrick he's my friend," she warned. "Ok I won't anymore." I told her and we got into the lonely bridge road.

Scott and I step in between them and forcefully drag Roxy away as she is hurling insults at Sabrina. "You haven't seen the last of me you filthy bitch! Grow some balls and maybe get your face re-created, you're an ugly piece of shit! I'm not afraid of you, you're just a toothless hyena. Punch me, come on!" Roxy fires at Sabrina and the entire hall falls dead silent and as we disappear everyone laughs and I can hear Sabrina cursing at them, telling them to shut up. "Toothless hyena. Now that, was hilarious," Scott chuckles.

I said nothing and just stared at his face, suddenly feeling a wave of nostalgia washing over me as I longed for our college days again. He seemed to notice the cuts and bruises left on my face after getting into a fight with Johann, and I detected a flicker of anger and heartache in his eyes for a moment. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Wait for me to come back, Nancy." Just then, Johann suddenly emerged from the bathroom, with droplets of water still dripping down his body. He approached me. I couldn't help but take a few steps backward and hide the phone behind my back.

he concluded. I took a look around. There were Scott and the Professor, standing up front and leading the cheering. Then several of our acting colleagues—Angela, Christina, even Heather and Justin Burke-Mendez, complete with their adorable little daughter Lily. Jeff's family was there, all of them wreathed in smiles, except for thirteen-year old Megan, who was doing her best to feign boredom. My backstage buddies Mark and Kelly were there (Kelly looking uncomfortably pregnant, Josh hovering solicitously at her elbow) and with them a couple other folks from my old job at the theater.

"I... I felt like someone just touched me from behind. I'm not sure but I do felt like something was rubbing against my back." Her chest heaved up and down. She kept on rubbing her back as if she was trying to erase the previous sensation, replacing it with her own touch. "Oh really now? I mean I get it that this site is haunted and all. But, so far we have got just 3 words and nothing else. And, your claim doesn't appear to be acceptable at all Veronica." No surprise that these words came right from Nick's mouth. Furrowing her brows at him, Veronica had no additional way to make them believe her. Her favourability for him soon lessened by few points due to his incredulous comment.

"Notify all employees that our next meeting will be in the main conference room, 9:00 am sharp tomorrow. We'll announce the company's final decision regarding the recent controversy over daycare benefits." Mabel sounded hesitant. "Ms. Cooper, are we really… compromising?" "No," I said, staring out the window at the flashing cameras. "It's time they pay for their greed." The next morning, the main conference room was packed. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation, more like a celebration than a meeting. Keira sat in the front row, surrounded by a cluster of moms; she was clearly the center of attention. Her makeup was flawless, and she was proudly sharing her "battle strategies" with