A/N, wuuzz up, eh sorry bout the seemingly fast chapter. It unveils more as it goes on and will answer most of your questions. Thanks for the reviews, your comments made me see what was going on and I was able to fix them.
Disclaimer: If I owned any of the Scooby Doo characters, I would choose Scooby doo because he is a dog and I am an animal lover.
The town courthouse stank of injustice and wrong doing. Daphne was crying, fred was pacing around the room and shaggy, well he was huddled up in a corner twiching nervously. Velma finally came up from her computer, "You guys, I was watching a video of the trial today and I really don't know how we could have been so stupid!" This got everyone's attention and motioned for her to continue. "In that trial everything moved just way too fast and didn't you notice that they didn't call any wittnesses? How quick the judge was to make his desicon, and the jury never even spoke a word the entire time we were in there. Don't you get it, we were played and this trial was a fraud."
Daphne immediatly jumped up, "You mean, the judge, the attorneys, the jury were all a fake?" Velma answered, "Yes Daphne, and I think I may know who's holding the cards right now." Fred, "It's not Red fucking Herring is it? That little asshole, I'll beat hi..." Velma silenced him, " No fred ,not him, who do think. Who do we know that tried to harm one of us?" Fred put two and two together and got four, "Mr. Pleman!" Daphne and Shaggy walked twords the van Velma, "Hey where are you going?" Shaggy, "Like to get my best friend back."
It was dark and creepy in Scooby's cell. He didn't like it one bit, expecially after having to pass all the criminals he'd put away on the way in. They all were yelling and whispering things like, "When I get out of here, I'm going to rip off your tail and force it down your throat, or I'll cut open your stomach and choke you with your own intestines you fucking mutt!" The lights were out for everyone totry to sleep, but how could scooby try to sleep? He was in aPrison cellfor god'ssake! He didn't have the comfort of hisfriend shaggy could provide for him.A warm cozy bed to sleep on next to his friends at his home.The baliff walked past every few minutes making sure everyones eyes wereclosed, Scooby pretended to be asleep and as soon as the baliff left, he tried to find an opening somewhere, someplace, somehow. It was very cold, there was not heat in the cell and it was making scooby shake himself apart. This was what the people went through in here, even though it was dark, he could see spots of where old blood had been. He didn't like this, he didn't like this at all.
The dinner he had seen had been deemed rancid. Moldy bread and stale milk and a piece of burnt zuccini. Scooby ate what he had to and later on thew up. Apparently his stomach wasn't used to this stuff. He knew his frends would come for him, sooner or later. In prison all you can do is play the waiting game, again and again and again.