Nightmares in Ireland
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Chapter 4: It was just a dream
Daphne
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It didn't take me long to forgive Shaggy for busting in. He waited in his room while Fred and I got decent as fast as we could. When we got in, Velma just scared me I never seen her act so weird. Did I act this way.
She was running around the room in her orange Pjs. Speaking non-sense about clowns, circuses and…Red Herring? She seemed to be having some kind of night terror. Oh…so that's what he meant by 'the kind you used to have' was I really that bad? Fred was the one who she ran right in to. "Velma. Come on wake up. Velma, Velma?"
Now she just kind of fell in his arms sobbing about Scooby. Scooby who seemed to have slept though this whole thing came over to her and started licking her exposed feet. Fred carried her to the cushy chair in the corner and sat her down so Scooby wouldn't knock them both over. I grab his hand when he steps back. I wouldn't be so startled if it had been Shaggy or Scooby but Velma was the most logical, she didn't have nervous break downs like I did, or get frightened by the slightest scary story.
She was calmer now almost awake; we could tell what she was saying. "Not Scooby, Damnit I got to get out of here. Scooby stop I got to think." you could barely hear what she was saying. "Scooby!" the now fully awake Velma hugs him.
"You ok now sweetheart." Shaggy said now approaching her.
"Now I am. Your back too. She said throwing her arms around him, almost missing because of the lack of her glasses she was pretty blind without them; she could make out shapes and light but not really any thing else. I took the duty of getting them off night stand for her.
"What in the heck were you dreaming about" Freddie asked sitting down on the bed.
"You don't want to know" she said cuddling Scooby who was just eating up the attention.
"Reah re ro" Scooby said licking her cheek.
"It was just a bad dream, I don't know why you guys are making such a big deal of this." maybe she didn't know how strange she was acting, maybe she was self-conscious at having such a nightmare. She was prouder than I was and it was nothing to trigger such dream not a week with a psyco. Velma didn't have nightmares much less night terrors, even when we were younger she wouldn't have them not where we could tell anyway, none that bothered her.
"Because you NEVER have such intense dreams." I said snuggling closer to Freddie. I was about to fall over from lack of sleep. Everyone but Velma and Scooby seemed to feel the same way.
"I was probably just stressed out about finals and even though they are over maybe it just caught up to me. Honestly I'm fine. Now I'm wide awake and you guys look like your about to fall over. Good night, I'm going to get in the shower." apparently she didn't want to talk about the bad dream, and I was pretty tired. So Freddie and I went back to the bedroom excepting the finals as the reason for her strange sleep behavior.
Shaggy
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I was as awake as Velma, so I found myself surfing the channels on the TV while she was in the shower. "Do you find it weird that she was so out of it and came to so fast." I asked Scooby.
"Reah. Rit's rye ralt." Scooby said siting his head on his paws before I could say anything. Velma came out of the shower.
"No it's not" she said rubbing the towel over her head. "It was you who got me out of the dream." She said sitting down beside him starching his head some more.
"So are you going to tell me what this dream was all about." I said putting my arm around her; I knew the finals were just used to satisfy Fred and Daphne, but I knew her better than that she had her share of bad dreams about the finals but not like this.
"I should of known; you'd know better. I was a clown. We weren't together and somehow Red Herring had blackmailed/framed all of us and in order to keep us out of prison Daphne married the guy. You were buff and Scooby was gone. Shaggy I really don't want to talk about it. It seems so silly now." I just hug her. Then my phone buzzes. It's a text from Daphne.
Come here. Was all that it said. "Velma I don't think it was just you who is having wacky dreams. I said showing her the text. So the two of us go next door to see Daphne who is being squeezed tightly by Freddie who was sobbing uncontrollability into her hair.