Freddy My Love
Summary: Fred goes into the service and leaves Daphne behind. He keeps in touch with her by giving her elaborate gifts and sending her letters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Scooby Doo or the song, Freddy My Love.
Epilogue
Four Years and Six Months Later
The whole gang was driving, in the Mystery Machine, for a tour at the WXCT TV film studio.
"Auntie Velma, you're sweater is ugly, you need to go to Saks Fifth Avenue," Scarlett, Fred and Daphne's daughter, suggested.
"I don't like Saks, I prefer Ross, that's where I got my beautiful orange sweater,"
"Beautiful, don't you mean tacky?" Scarlett added. "I mean, Ross is for people with no sense of style,"
Velma sighed. "Daphne, she hangs out with you too much,"
"She's my daughter, what do you expect?" Daphne replied while hugging Scarlett.
"Oh, and, mom, that scarf is sooo last century," The four-year-old commented.
"Sweetheart, it is from the vintage line at Bloomingdale's,"
"Ooo, vintage, so sheik," Scarlett stroked her mother's light blue scarf. She looked up at her father and said, "Daddy? That neckerchief was never 'in,'"
"Scarlett, as hard to believe as it is this ascot was a big thing in the 60's," He stated.
"Oh, well, maybe you should admit that the 60's are over…" Scarlett lisped. Fred sighed and untied the ascot from around his neck; he threw it over his shoulder into the trunk of the van.
"Eww, Freddy! We don't want your ascot!" Shaggy exclaimed while throwing the neckerchief back over to the seat in the front of the Mystery Machine. Fred caught it and tucked it into his pocket. "Happy now?" He asked his daughter.
"Very," she smiled. She clutched her favorite cornhusk doll and started to hug it. It was wearing a white t-shirt that read "Najet loves Kahuna." When she stopped hugging her doll, she held it up to Velma's face and said, "Isn't it cute, Auntie Velma?" Scarlett smiled, "It's name is Anne,"
Velma was caught at the t-shirt the doll was wearing. "Who are Najet and Kahuna?" she asked the 4-year-old.
"Well, you'd have to ask my mother about that, she was the one who picked the shirt," Scarlett explained.
"Daphne?"
"TV show characters," Daphne answered.
"Oh, well, the doll is very…um…cute…" Velma stuttered.
"Anne's even cuter in the courthouse outfit I bought for her!" squealed Scarlett.
"I bet," Velma stated. Meanwhile, Fred was pulling into a parking space at the WXCT TV film studio.
"Who wants to stay in the Mystery Machine with Scarlett?" he asked.
"Scoob and I will," Shaggy answered. He didn't want to take a tour of the studio, he'd much rather gorge on all the Scooby Snax in the back of the van.
"B-but, Daddy!" Scarlett cried, "I wanna come!" Fred looked at Daphne, and Daphne nodded her head, as if to say that their daughter could come with them for the tour.
"Alright, munchkin, come on," Fred pulled Scarlett out of the van, and Shaggy and Scooby sulked out the trunk door.
"Like, why'd you have to let her come, man?" Shaggy questioned.
"Unlike you, Shaggy, she wanted to come…" Fred sighed, dealing with Shaggy and Scooby was worse than dealing with a baby, and he would know, he'd had to deal with both. Daphne scooped Scarlett up in her arms, and rested her on her hip.
"Come on, guys, we don't want to be late," Daphne instructed. The rest of the gang followed Daphne's lead into the WXCT film studio. When they approached the front desk and security office, a man stopped them.
"Where are you going?" The man, allegedly named Cort Van Kleef (or so his name tag said) asked.
"We're Mystery Incorporated, here for a tour of the studio," explained Fred.
"We're good friends with Celine Lambourne," Daphne added. "She's an anchorwoman here,"
"Ah, of course, she mentioned that you were to be coming," Cort Van Kleef said. "But, may I warn you, the ghost of a Mr. Sebastian Davenport has been on the loose for few days now,"
"Rhost?" Scooby murmured to Shaggy. Shaggy nodded.
"Who's Sebastian?" squeaked Scarlett.
"He was a scriptwriter for the studio in the fifties," Cort stated. "He wrote this show called '50 Reasons Why I Hate You' and the manager, Russell Moore, did not want to put it on the air,"
"Then what happened?" Velma inquired.
"Sebastian killed himself," Mr. Van Kleef said. "And in his suicide note, he mentioned that he would come back to haunt the studio, and seek revenge on all employees,"
"So, he's come back?" questioned Fred.
"Yes, and he's taken half of WXCT's money," Cort Van Kleef babbled.
"That's unfortunate…" Velma replied.
"Do you know where Celine is?" Shaggy piped up. "We'd better get on with the tour," Shaggy really didn't want to solve another mystery; he wanted Fred to go back into the army, so he could have another break.
"Well, as depressing as it may seem, Sebastian has taken Celine hostage," Cort mumbled. "He claims she reminds him of the co-manager of the studio, Debbie Anson. She was another person who told Sebastian that his show was absolutely terrible,"
"Whelp, too bad Celine isn't here, I guess we can go now…" Shaggy urged, while attempting to pull Fred along with him.
"Not quite," Fred spoke. "There's a mystery here to solve,"
"I was afraid you'd say that," Shaggy croaked.
"Be my guest if you want to help, but let me tell you, this ghost is not a…nice…man," Cort chipped in, "Not somebody you'd want to run into,"
"Thanks for the heads up, Mr. Van Kleef, but I think we're fine on our own," Daphne reminded.
"Suit yourselves," Cort Van Kleef answered while going back into his office.
"Alright, gang, to catch Mr. Sebastian Davenport, we're going to have to split up," Fred announced.
"Yes, Freddy we know," Shaggy complained.
"Daphne, Scarlett, and I will go this way, and you, Scooby, and Velma can go the other way," Fred directed.
"Whatever you say, Fred," Shaggy muttered, while walking with Scooby and Velma through the door on the right.
"Come on, girls, we have to go solve this mystery," Fred grabbed onto his wife's hand and led her into the door on the left.
"Ooo! I get to help solve a mystery!" Scarlett grinned.
"Yes, you do, and I think I know of a way you can help," her father whispered the plan into Scarlett's right ear.
"I can do that!" Scarlett squealed.
"Perfect," Daphne said, while gingerly placing Scarlett on the wood floor. Scarlett toddled along with her parents, who were trying extremely hard to find Sebastian Davenport himself. The three turned a sharp corner in the studio and found themselves on a set, complete with a coffee table and two white leather chairs. In front of the chairs and table, there were stadium seats, and a large, black camera. Behind the camera, was a man. He had a pale face and jet black hair; his eyes were a muddy brown color from a distance, and hazel up close. Daphne, Fred, and Scarlett walked up to the man and started talking to him.
"Hello?" Daphne commented. The man turned around and stared directly into Daphne's blue eyes. It was obvious, that this pale creature (who had no visible legs) was the ghost of Sebastian Davenport. Daphne gasped and turned towards Fred, "Freddy…now!" She whispered so the ghost could not hear. She and Fred swiftly ran away from Sebastian, leaving him alone with their daughter.
"Hello, mister," Scarlett looked up at the man, with a twinkle in the deep blue eye that her sandy blonde hair was not covering.
"Who are you?" The ghost belted in a loud, bellowing voice, that he believed would surely scare the toddler away.
"My name is Scarlett," she proudly answered. "Who are YOU?"
"I'm Sebastian Davenport," he grumbled in his loud voice. He looked down at the adorable little girl that was standing next to him. He noticed the twinkle in her eye, and wanted to see it in the other. He bent down and pushed Scarlett's blonde hair out of her face. She smiled as if to say thanks. When he got back up, the look on his face changed into a more sincere one. When he spoke again, it was in a softer, nicer nature. "Actually, child, my real name is Martin Walters, I'm a security guard here…that job doesn't pay much, so I'm disguised as Sebastian,"
"Why are you Sebastian?" Scarlett asked.
"Well, as I said the job as a security guard doesn't pay much, so I decided to disguise myself as Sebastian so I could steal the studio's money and get away with it," he explained.
"That's rude, you shouldn't do that," Scarlett pouted. She could have won the Academy Award for her performance as the little girl that is the villain's cohort.
"I know, but I need the money," Sebastian/Martin stated.
"And why is that?" she slurred.
"My wife wants me to provide enough money for her, and the money from my security guard job is just not enough,"
"Oh," Scarlett looked down. She was beginning to feel sorry for him. "I have to go now…it was nice meeting you, Martin,"
"You, too, Scarlett," He bent down and patter her little head. Directly after Martin was finished patting her head, Scarlett fled to find her parents.
"Mommy! Daddy! I did it! I solved the mystery!" Scarlett screamed. Daphne and Fred ran up to her, kneeled down, and asked her to tell of what she had heard. Scarlett told the whole story. Coincidentally, once Scarlett was finished telling her tale, Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby Doo walked up to join the trio. Scarlett told her story again to the three that had just entered the room, and then, her father said,
"Alright, guys, we need a plan,"
"Fred, you think you own that phrase," Velma snapped. She and Daphne started to laugh, but were silenced by Fred's growl-ish reply.
"I've got an idea!" Daphne exclaimed. "We use Scarlett to lure Sebastian to the security guards, who capture him!"
"Why, Daph, that's a great idea!" Fred answered. "Scarlett, you know what to do," she nodded, and walked back into the room with the white leather chairs. Scarlett toddled to the camera and started to talk to the man again, but this time she told him that she had to show him something in another room. Martin followed, not knowing the fate that was awaiting him in the next room. When the door to the security office was opened, two security guards sprung right at him. They handcuffed him, and that was the end of that.
"So, now that you solved the mystery, would one of you like to tell us who this person really is?" the first security guard asked.
"It's one of your fellow security guards, Martin Walters," Fred said. "His wife wanted a rich husband, but Martin was far from it, so he got the security job, hoping it would pay well, unfortunately, that was not the case, so he decided to put on the Sebastian disguise to steal money from the studio without getting blamed for it," Martin was staring at the little girl that he had told his life story to, beaming with pride. She must not have cared about him after all.
"And I would've gotten away with it if it wasn't for that little girl!" Martin snarled.
"I'm sorry, mister, I just wanted to solve the mystery," Scarlett shrugged. The police weren't far off, and drove Martin off to the local prison.
"Daphne?" Shaggy started.
"Yeah, Shaggy?" Daphne answered.
"Like, I'm so glad you had a kid," He stated. Daphne laughed.
"And why is that?" She asked, although having a pretty good idea of what his answer was going to be.
"Scooby and I don't have to be bait anymore!" Shaggy grinned.
"That's just what you think," Velma added. The whole gang (including Scarlett) started to laugh. Daphne was so glad everything was back to normal. She loved being with her friends, and solving mysteries again. There was even a new member to the crew.
"Rooby Dooby Doo!" Scooby yelled. Meaning, another mystery was solved; all thanks to Mystery Inc.
That's the end...I hope you liked!! Tell me if you want a sequel. And tell me if you want it to be before or after the epilogue! Thanks for the reviews!