Scooby shighed. He just made the hardest chice in his life. And it had nothing to do with food. "Okay, extra collors, food, pictutre of Saggy," he stopped, and shook his head.
How could he take the picture? It would shrve only to remind him of what he was leaving behind. Carefully, he removed his best friend's phkoto from his suitcase. "Only what I need." he murrmered. He did not have much time.
Soon, the rest of the gang will be back with Saggy from the hospitle. He remembered how he dropped the scardy dog act, nearly getting his friend killed. He wrote an aplogetic note, and left not daring to look back.
No, this is not a one shot! Do you really think I would just let him leave? Not in his life!
