This story is going to be a little strange; it was thought of by my
demented little brother.
The gang one day was relaxing at the malt shop. "Jinkies, I'm glad we came to the malt shop", said Velma. "Oh, will you shut up with jinkies stuff, what the heck does that word mean. I bet if you look that work up in the dictionary it won't even be there", ranted Daphne. "Riff ruff ris rood", said Scooby attacking some nasty looking ice cream thing, with pickles, onions, hot sauce, and a bunch of other thing that should not be in ice cream. "HELP", yelled someone running in covered in feathers, and he had scratches on his arms and face. "Jinkies", said Velma while Daphne gave her a look. "What happened?" "Why it was terrible", said the farmer looking guy with the western accent. "This giant chicken attacked me, it had ta be at least 6 feet tall." "Looks like we have a mystery on our hands", said Fred. "Ohhhhhh", groaned everybody else. "Okay the farmer said the chicken attacked him in the barn", said Velma. "Okay now Scooby, you and Shaggy go this way and me, Velma, and Daphne will go this way", said Fred. So Scooby and Shaggy went to the kitchen, naturally, (A/N: What is it with them going to the kitchen all the time *Walks away muttering about them being so lazy, and then notices people are staring at her and coughs.*) They look around and see that there is no food. "Rime really rungry", complained Scooby. "Yeah me too buddy", moaned Shaggy. "Rime ro rungry ri rould reat ra rerson", said Scooby. Scooby looks over at Shaggy and his eyes begin to get bigger and bigger and bigger.
Shaggy looks up at Scooby, as Scooby's eyes get almost as big as plates. "Dude, why are you staring at me like that", asked Shaggy. Cut to the wall and you see a shadow of Scooby holding a knife over Shaggy and bring it down on him stabbing and stabbing. Then later you see Scooby cooking something. And you see blood on the floor and him chuckling, "Rarararraaaaaa".
Oooooooo what will happen next? Creepy ain't it? Could you give me ideas for this story and other stories?
The gang one day was relaxing at the malt shop. "Jinkies, I'm glad we came to the malt shop", said Velma. "Oh, will you shut up with jinkies stuff, what the heck does that word mean. I bet if you look that work up in the dictionary it won't even be there", ranted Daphne. "Riff ruff ris rood", said Scooby attacking some nasty looking ice cream thing, with pickles, onions, hot sauce, and a bunch of other thing that should not be in ice cream. "HELP", yelled someone running in covered in feathers, and he had scratches on his arms and face. "Jinkies", said Velma while Daphne gave her a look. "What happened?" "Why it was terrible", said the farmer looking guy with the western accent. "This giant chicken attacked me, it had ta be at least 6 feet tall." "Looks like we have a mystery on our hands", said Fred. "Ohhhhhh", groaned everybody else. "Okay the farmer said the chicken attacked him in the barn", said Velma. "Okay now Scooby, you and Shaggy go this way and me, Velma, and Daphne will go this way", said Fred. So Scooby and Shaggy went to the kitchen, naturally, (A/N: What is it with them going to the kitchen all the time *Walks away muttering about them being so lazy, and then notices people are staring at her and coughs.*) They look around and see that there is no food. "Rime really rungry", complained Scooby. "Yeah me too buddy", moaned Shaggy. "Rime ro rungry ri rould reat ra rerson", said Scooby. Scooby looks over at Shaggy and his eyes begin to get bigger and bigger and bigger.
Shaggy looks up at Scooby, as Scooby's eyes get almost as big as plates. "Dude, why are you staring at me like that", asked Shaggy. Cut to the wall and you see a shadow of Scooby holding a knife over Shaggy and bring it down on him stabbing and stabbing. Then later you see Scooby cooking something. And you see blood on the floor and him chuckling, "Rarararraaaaaa".
Oooooooo what will happen next? Creepy ain't it? Could you give me ideas for this story and other stories?