A/N: Alright guys it is finally here! I am deadbeat tired and sleepy to the 10th degree and on the verge of sleeping right now. I know you've been waiting for the good stuff, and i have gave you the good stuff. OC and a song sung by Velma! Chapter 6 XD
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Johnny couldn't believe it. At first he couldn't recognize her without the big coke bottled frames, but as soon as they went on it was like a veil being lifted. He felt his heart flutter with excitement, but took it as something more anger-fueled than anything else. Johnny smirked evilly, making it come off as charming as he helped her up. As she went to speak, he dipped her just like he would any other dame and spit out a random line he kept on hand. "What's shakin' sweet mama?" Velma's eyes went wide with disbelief, shyness, and fear, her instincts kicking in as she flipped him over her shoulder. She gasped loudly before looking down at Johnny's dumbfounded face and he began to smile goofily, laughing loudly and hysterically. Velma couldn't help but laugh along, her sides hurting by the time they were done.
Johnny wasn't expecting her to pull a complete kung fu flip that would cause him to be completely dazed. He was so out of it and completely taken aback by bewilderment. He should have known she'd be he same as every girl, tossing him to the side as if he were another name on the list. She laughed along, not truly realizing what was happening. Johnny stood up and dusted himself off, before grabbing her hand and saying charmingly," So what brings a sweet mama like you to a crazy town like mine?" Velma smiled sweetly before gushing out whatever came to mind. "Gosh, Johnny its been forever! How have you been?" Johnny gave her a quizzical look as she went on, before Johnny stopped her short. "Whoa little lady, have we met before? I can't seem to recall seeing such a dame. Well I do see a lot of dames around here so I couldn't be surprised I forgot." Johnny said aloud, sustaining a menacing chuckle as he saw the look of disappointment on her face. "Oh, well, I'm Velma! About 3 years back, my friends picked you up on the side of the road and took you to you aunt's home and everything was just hectic!" She said waving her hands dramatically as she summed up the event. Johnny couldn't help but note how cute she looked as she spazzed out, Johnny returning his thoughts back to the matter at hand as he spoke back to Velma. "Wait, I think I remember a smokin' hot redhead in the group? Daphne Blake right?" Johnny said, letting out on of his iconic grunts as he thought back on Daphne, who he really could care less about thinking of. She certainly was quite the looker though. Velma's face contorted in a frown as she continued speaking, Johnny barely able to hold back his laughter. "Well, Daphne's doing well. Her and Fred are finally official." Johnny feigned disappointment as she continued, pausing slightly as she did so. "So have Shaggy and I." Johnny had to try not to show his disappointment…and anger. He thought they were pretty chummy, but never to the point of getting together. He had to get away from her fast and just gave to get his payback later. "That's awesome and all, Velms, but I'm meeting up with my friend Carl and don't wanna be la—". "Wait, Carl Chryniszzswics?" Velma asked quickly, her eyes widening in in disbelief. "Yeah, that Carl." Johnny said slowly before his face dropped. "He's my cousin!" Velma squealed.
Johnny stared onward as Carl and Velma, dweeb and dweebette, talked in a language that only those two knew. He sould have known those two would have been related in some manner, their quirky attributes only obtained through birth. Johnny couldn't help but admire Velma from afar. Her hair had gotten longer, but not by much. Her style was still the same, as was her shape, which he was glad about. Why was he over here gawking at her when he claimed to hate her so much? Which he did. And to top it all off, she was going out with Jug head and proud about it. He loathed the thought of him hugging her, kissing her, or even being romantic with her. He almost sent himself into a full-on rage when he thought of the possibility that they had actually done something more serious then hugging or kissing, more like—"Johnny, earth to Johnetron!" Carl said in his squeaky voice, Johnny staring him down and giving him an aggressive "What do ya want clown?!" Carl laughed it off as he ignored his rashness. "Me and Velm's are gonna head over to my mom's jazz shop for a bit." Wanna tag along?" That was the first time Carl asked if Johnny would want to go anywhere with him without dragging. Johnny raised an eyebrow before finally giving into Carl's request with a nonchalant, "Yeah, whatever."
Johnny walked into a place he never went into before but always passed on the street. The air was heavy with incense, the lights dimmed to make it seem much later then what it was. Blues and blacks with silver and grey highlights were the colors for the room. A band played in the background, setting the mood to be soft and relaxed, Johnny's eyes darting around the room as he saw the crowd people would call "hipsters" or "hippies" as his Mama liked to call them. People he had seen in his town walking around or just caught glances of them from time to time were all here eating pastries and drinking either water or coffee. A loud, raspy voice filled the air as Carl and Velma turned toward the direction of the sound, smiling broadly.
Velma thought Aunt Claudia was the true depiction of a perfect aunt. Always courteous and nice, and never one to just throw her to the side if she "didn't like her". Velma hugged her aunt tightly before breathing out a subtle "Aunt Claudia!" Aunt Claudia smiled even harder as she kissed Velma's cheek, leaving a bright red stain of lipstick in its place. "Velma, darling! It's so fabulous to see you! How is my favorite niece?" She said while looking at her through her half moon spectacles. "Really well Auntie, just in town on some work." Velma stated. "Always busy bee Velma, why I remember the days where you would run this shop every summer like it was your own!" Aunt Claudia said sweetly, her brown hair swaying in its messy bun and she sighed and reminisced. Aunt Claudia's eye went wide with excitement as she put both hands on Velma's shoulder before nearly screaming in her face, "Sing for me, my Velma Della! Oh, please!" Her aunt begged, getting on hands and knees as she did so. "Auntie! Y-you know I don't really like to! And please stand up!" Velma stammered quickly before Carl chimed in. "Yeah Velms! Sing that one you used to sing all the time! The one that makes the place more quiet then a political party proven wrong!" Velma chuckled as Johnny stared blank faced at the joke as Velma responded, "Someone To Watch Over Me?" Carl shook his head frantically before his mother agreed completely. "Oh yes yes! That one is my favorite! Or can't take my eyes off of you, when you get so hammered and just sing it at the top—" "Auntie!" Velma said quickly, looking at Johnny's bemused expression. She sighed before running her hands through her hair and agreeing to sing, "But only one song!" "Of course!" Aunt Claudia said before dragging Velma to the stage.
"Alright my friends, if you've been here for over 5 years and remember little Velma, she is not so little anymore! Please welcome back Velma Dinkley!" Applause and snaps filled the tiny café as Velma took to the stage, nodding her head toward the pianist before speaking. "Excuse me if I'm a little rusty, it's been a while since I've been on stage." Which was met by encouraging statements, whistles and applause. The pianist led into the intro as Velma began.
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There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, "seek and ye shall find"
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind
Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret
I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?
There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me
Someone to watch over me
Johnny stared in disbelief as Velma left the stage, everything else around him fading out besides her. Noise, sight, smell, everything seemed weak in comparison to this one person. She was looking at him throughout the whole song and Johnny stared right back. Johnny felt his heart become heavier and his air tightening in his chest. His palms moistened and his mouth was so dry he could barely lick his chapped lips. She was the true essence of perfection. All the hate he had in his heart flew out the window and went to parts where Johnny would never find them again when he heard Velma sing. He wondered if this is how his momma felt, because he wanted to cry so bad it hurt. This wasn't a babe, a dame, a chick, or even a girl for that matter. She was a bonefide woman, a woman like his momma. "I love her." The word fell out before he could even stop them, Johnny's eyes widening in disbelief at his confession. He couldn't be feeling this! Not before he finished his revenge. If Johnny was anything, he was more stubborn to stay on a bumpy track then the true one. Johnny heard Carl ask, "What did you say?", who was so swept up in Velma's song he barely heard him. Johnny only responded with nothing as he stood up from the table to meet her half way.
Velma stared up at Johnny before giving a quip statement of, "Like what you heard?" Johnny chuckled with his breath, his head turning to and fro and he finally looked back at her. "I've heard better from time ta time, but I can show you some of my dads' collection if you come to my place." Velma's eyes went wide as Carl's overheard and gasped loudly before turning to his mother, who was drinking tea quietly and giving Carl that motherly discipline glare. "S-sure!" Velma stuttered out, her cheeks bright red. "Then I can finish up Daddy-O's story for you." He smiled as her arms looped his, a wild gleam sparked in his eye as he walked her the 5 blocks to his home.
A/N: Okay, writing this in the morning at 10:30 so I could properly type this. When I tell you I was like Katniss the whole night, going in and out of consciousness, like a tracker jacker caught me right between the eyes. Lol but OH SNAP! Velma is headed to the Bravo household and the completion of Johnny's dad's story will be done. Either the next chapter or that, all im sayin is...Dont bring ya kids XD. And a couple more Classic Cartoon Network characters will be making an appearance soon, so thanks for all the feedback and everything guys! please stay with me! Trying to finish before i go to college or at least the first week. I loves you all!