So, Kate had been pretty pissed off over having let that pale guy escape earlier. For a bunch of reasons. She was telling herself his words weren't one of them
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Freddie had found a flashlight, and was using it even if it was still light out.
"Shaggy? Scoob? Velma?" he kept saying, completely worried that he'd lost the rest of the gang. Who would tell him how awesome his hair looked? Who would look up to him as a paragon of manliness? Who would do all the dorky clue-thinky-stuff that he couldn't?
He needed the gang. It was Mystery Inc, not Freddie Jones Inc, after all...
"Hey, have you seen my friends?" he greeted Kate, when he encountered her in the halls.
Kate gave him the most innocent-looking smile she could muster. It was... convincing enough, even if he smelled wonderful and she kind of half wanted to go on a slaughtering rampage through the building.
Ahem. "I wouldn't know," she said. "What do they look like? Are you lost?"
"Shaggy? Scoob? Velma?" he kept saying, completely worried that he'd lost the rest of the gang. Who would tell him how awesome his hair looked? Who would look up to him as a paragon of manliness? Who would do all the dorky clue-thinky-stuff that he couldn't?
He needed the gang. It was Mystery Inc, not Freddie Jones Inc, after all...
"Hey, have you seen my friends?" he greeted Kate, when he encountered her in the halls.
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Ahem. "I wouldn't know," she said. "What do they look like? Are you lost?"
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