Scooby Doo Porn Story: Attempt at Romance Chapter 1

Scooby Doo Porn Story: Attempt at Romance Chapter 1

Part one of a four part series. I am making all the pairings that are popular. Though personally this is my preference for Pairing. Others are coming soon. I still might fix this later, since it still doesn’t feel exactly right like I want it to. My first romance, so give me a break.

We have known each other for
so long, I was surprised when this thought popped into my mind. At
first I tried to ignore it, but I couldnt be away from her smile
for too long. Her laugh just kept bringing me back. Her voice echoed
in my mind for countless hours on end, taunting me. It is impossible
to ignore, useless to run away from, but hardest to confront. She
isnt one to jump into a relationship. She would be scared
Heck, even Im scared. But how do I deal with this nagging feeling
that I cant quiet?

Are you alright Freddy?

She
asked me using my nickname; Im torn on how to answer it. Do I tell
her, or do I just keep it inside me. Looking into her eyes, I shake
my head and smile.

Its nothing. I was just thinking.

Thinking about you Was how I wanted to finish it,
but I bit my tongue and held back my thoughts. I could have drowned
in those deep dark eyes she has but I mentally tore myself away from
looking at her, to prevent her from suspecting anything. The only
problem with that is she is a detective; she didnt need a clue to
know that I was hiding something from her. But her only response was
biting her lip and giving me this look of hopelessness for not being
able to help me.

Well If you need someone to talk to,
you can always talk to me.

That offer cut through me like a
knife. I wanted to just blurt it out right then and there, but
approaching her head on like that was the easiest way to scare her
off. But that was the last thing I wanted to do. She meant too much
to me to have her uneasy in my presence like that. No, I had to think
up a plan. Working out the best way to bring the question about and
the right situation to talk to her in. Not to mention, she had to be
ready as well. Her luck so far hadnt been very good and the only
person she had really liked had not worked out in the worst way, so I
knew this was a fragile subject to her. Ben Ravencroft seemed the
only man that actually was out rightly interested in her. Interested
was the right term; though he only wanted to use her for her brain in
solving something he could not. A battle with a Witch followed by
banishing him and his new position as Warlock, sealed his fate and
crushed poor Velmas heart. I wasnt going to let that happen
again.

I gave her my best smile, trying to push all her valid
doubts away.

Thanks. But Im all right. No
worries!

That seemed to satisfy her for now But how long
could it last? How long could I last?

I had been able to
hide it for a while, but it reared its head again when we were
together alone. Shaggy had taken Scooby to visit some relatives and
Daphne had gotten an invitation to see a friend in Hawaii, so we had
the whole house to ourselves on a crisp winter weekend.

As
usual, she had curled up on the couch where she loved to sit. The
couch by then had been worn in so much on that one side that it
dipped in where she always was. Wrapped in a blanket, she was
captivated in the newest book she had gotten. I had occupied myself
with the fire in the living room, wanting to keep the house warm; I
also wanted to keep my eye on her. The house was big and I would
rather have her in plain sight than being able to sneak up on when I
would think she is nowhere around. The plan was to bring it around in
a very common conversation, and slowly see what her thoughts were on
the subject. Testing the waters was best. Maybe if I went about it in
a round about way, she wouldnt get suspicious and ask any
questions. Maybe If I keep her nose in the book, it would be easier
to get answers out of her while she is mildly distracted.

I
waited for just the right timing. Poking and prodding the fire, I bid
my time, waiting just for the right moment. I gave a sideways glace
her way. She didnt notice, she wouldnt have noticed even if I
stared at her fully, with the face she was making. It seemed she was
into a really good part, and she was chewing on the inside of her
mouth unconsciously as the plot was reaching a high point. Now was
the time to strike. Velma I was wondering.

BOOM!

The
sound of the boom had caused the power to shut off. The winter storm
started to rage, pulling on the nearby cables and snapping a few that
connected the power. The whole house shut down, silence echoing in
the large house, except for a few crackles and pops from the fire.
Velma looked up from her book, and stared squinting at the ceiling,
as if her slightly annoyed glare would scare the lights into coming
back on. After a second of glaring proving useless, she got
up.

Freddie, Im going to go turn over the generator in
the basement, Ill be right back. And she was gone before I
could even get up.

The moment ruined, I got up to move to the
archway that leads to the stairs of the basement. I leaned on the
wall, looking into the darkness that she ran down. Leaning my weight
against my arm, my eyes lingering in the spot where she had
disappeared to.

Great Brilliant plan Freddie I
muttered out loud to myself in annoyance. I banged a closed fist
against the arch. Flinching, I shook my hand and complimented my
intelligence another time. Placing a hand to my forehead, I slumped
against the wall, sighing. Trying to ask Velma while she is
distracted if she thinks shes ready to get into another
relationship. Genius idea. Why didnt I just flat out ask her when
she would be free? Or maybe yet, why not just tell her flat out. I
like you Velms!

The shuffling of feet behind told him
he just won the noble prize for idiocy. His jaw stopped open as soon
as the words left his mouth. It just hit him that he was talking out
loud, and not in his mind as he thought at first. The halls echoed
behind him, as if to make sure she heard his last statement over and
over again. He paused, not knowing what he should do. The last thing
he expected was the sound that came from behind him.

She was
laughing.

Turning around, Fred found himself looking at Velma.
One hand was to her mouth, and the other seemed to be clutching at
her stomach. Fred shook his head mouth still agape. This was the
last, actually not even a reaction he expected out of her. A look of
utter confusion was plastered over his face as he waited for her to
explain. Because he couldnt get two words put together in
bafflement of her reaction. She bit down on her bottom lip as she
tried to calm herself down from her sudden outburst. Once under
control, she addressed him.

I should have known. The clues
were right in front of my nose, but I wasnt looking at them
clearly enough. Jinkies Fred. I really never knew you felt that way.

Fred turned away, so thats why she was laughing at him.
She had put all the pieces together and figured out why he had been
acting so odd lately. He felt so stupid. He walked into the room, and
settled on the couch. He placed his head into the palms of his hands,
covering most of his face not wanting to look at her.

I
wont blame you if you hate me now

He said though his
hands, muffling his response. When he had moved back into the room,
she had followed. What had been left of her mirth, died down as she
watched him beat himself up over his outburst. She came over and sat
next to him. Her hand wavered as she fought against herself and
placed a concerned hand upon his shoulder. He flinched, but got
calmer at her touch. It was soft, and seeming more relaxed then he
was feeling right then. She squeezed his shoulder, trying to reassure
him.

I liked you too. Well, not liked as past tense as I
dont anymore, but I did have a crush on you for a long time.

She
was surprised that she even spoke those words aloud to him. But it
was the truth; she had really liked him before. But how did she like
him now? She was unsure her feelings, and even more so in this tense
and rather odd predicament. Her hand slid off his shoulder to rest
into her lap, as she couldnt bring herself to look at him, paying
more mind to her skirt wrinkles. He wasnt exactly looking to make
eye contact either. Nor could he find the words. He was a bit
surprised that she liked him, even if it was once. Though with the
unsure tones in her voice, it didnt seem that she didnt not
like him either. He was unsure how to direct the conversation now.
The only sounds from the room was coming from the fireplace,
crackling and offering the only comfort in the silence. Fred was
again surprised when she continued.

Its Just hard I
guess. She seemed to be mentally weighing each word she spoke as
she said them. Relationships. I mean All the guys I really
liked Never seemed to work out. Be

She bit her
tongue and could feel tears welling up, she fought hard against the
flow of emotions coming up upon her as she thought of him. How she
liked him so much, yet how things turned out. Fred knew whom she
meant, and it didnt even have to take the beginning of his name to
know exactly who that was. He got up, and moved to the archway
leading to the hallway, eventually to the kitchen.

Ill
get us something hot to drink.

He wasnt abandoning her,
but he knew better then to approach that subject. He knew just how
much it affected her. And he thought the best thing was to let her
calm down without his presence there as reminder to why that was
brought up. Velma brought up a hand towards Freds back turned,
silently asking him not to leave. Yet she knew that she wasnt
ready really to tackle her feelings for Him, so maybe it was
best that she calmed down and pushed the painful memory away. She
knew it wasnt good to leave it like that, but she knew it was
still too early to forget.

Fred didnt take long, but slowly
poked his head into the room to see her state. She had moved from the
couch to the fireplace, warming her hands. He disappeared and
returned with a blanket and the drinks. He came up behind her, and
draped the blanket around her before he gave her a cup of hot
chocolate.

To warm you up.

He added, as she took
the cup. He took a seat next to her, but giving her enough room.
Sipping on his cup, he joined her staring at the fire. There was a
long pause. The room danced in the firelight, and the snow bore down
on the outside of the house, making the house groan. Nature trying to
break the silence that existed between them as they both gazed into
the fire.

So Now what? Velma asked, sneaking a glance
at him as she took a sip, trying to not seem to be looking at him.
She was trying to get a reading on him, her detective sense jumping
to guard her insecurities. She was pretty sure that he wasnt
joking about it, but was unsure really how to go about things.

Hm?
He hummed as he watched a bit of wood glow bright as the fire
centered on it.

Oh Well I dont know. He said
softly into his hot chocolate, rubbing the back of his other hand
holding the cup. He meant it. It wasnt like he was going to say
something like sorry for admitting my feelings. Or Ah, just
joking. He wasnt the kind of guy to mess with someone like
that. Even more so to do such acts to Velma. She meant too much to
him, and he couldnt stop kicking himself for blurting it all out
like that.

The wind was intense, making a racket as it banged
around trees outside against the house. Fred shivered as some
small gust of air from outside sought refuge in the house. The small
motion wasnt unnoticed. Velma looked over and noticed that he was
just wearing his usual white sweater, not even having the blue shirt
on underneath. She also didnt miss the unconscious rubbing he was
doing, trying to warm his arms up. She looked to herself, wrapped in
her own comforter that Fred must have taken from her room. The
blanket he had thoughtfully brought so that she wouldnt be cold,
but forgot something for himself.

He always did that
She thought to herself. Doing things, and looking out for us.
Looking out for me. Hes always been here for me, and he still is.
Sitting here making sure the fire is warm and that I have something.
Yet he doesnt even think about himself.

She curled into
her blanket a bit more, trying to think things out. Normally thinking
was her strong point, but to her this was more complicated then a
simple quantum physics equation. More complicated then anything she
came across, with to many unknowns to have to factor in to the
equation. But Its not like things are really going to chance much,
would it? She wasnt sure. Countless things went through her head
as she watched Fred out of the corner of her eye tend to the fire. He
put aside his cup, mostly drained anyway, to rub both hands together.
He knew the silence wasnt good, but he couldnt think up of
anything to say with how deep he shoved his foot into his mouth. He
gave a shiver again, mentally chiding himself for not wearing more.

It took him a second to realize what was around him. A warm
feeling was enveloping his cold backside, since the fire kept at
least his front warm. He felt something lightly bump against him as
the warmth spread across his shoulders. It was the blanket, along
with Velma sitting next to him. She had scooted herself closer to
him, to be able to stretch the blanket around him, warming him up. He
was surprised, but not ungrateful for the gesture. She was leaning on
him, resting against his side. Her body seemed a bit tense, but was
slowly relaxing and leaning on him more. Not that she was heavy or
anything, but it was strangely nice, and oddly comforting. She seemed
to have made up her mind, weighting the options and considering the
consequences. The finisher, letting herself lay her head on his
shoulder. His eyes widened at whole thing, but he was happy. He
didnt know how long it would last, but he wasnt displeased it
was there. Though he wasnt sure if this was going to be ok. If
this was even right to do. He knew he liked her, but he didnt want
to force her to make up her mind right then and there. He treasured
her too much to force her into something she didnt want to do.
Though how to ask, was the difficult part.

Are Are you
sure this is ok? He tentatively asked her, his voice a whisper. As
if he spoke to loud, he would scare her away. I dont want to
force you into something. Just because of my feelings.

Freddy,
I think the last thing you could do was force me into something I
wasnt willing to do on my own. She retorted to him, giving him
one of her sideways looks. He had to laugh, she had proven stubborn
in the past and usually never budged in her convictions.

I
think that I cant just dwell in the past, and not consider the
future. She was cautious with her wording. Its not that I
dont like you. I do But the hard part is seeing how much I like
you And how. I mean… youre like family. You all are. Shaggy,
Scooby and Daphne. We have been through so much, and so much has
happened. I dont want to ever loose you guys.

You
You wont loose me. Even Even if we try this and it doesnt
work out. Nothing will really change. You will still be you, and I
will still be me. Nothing will stop me from caring about you. Though
whither its just making sure your ok, or being there for
you. Nothing can change all the years that we have spent together and
how dear you are to me.

Fred admitted to her. It was the
best thing he could think of saying. It was straight out of his
heart. She pondered his words, not doubting the truth in them, but
trying to weight her own thoughts and feelings against them. She knew
he meant a lot to her too. They have lived together, with the rest of
the gang for years. Most of their child hood and all of the life they
had led up to now. She couldnt see her life without him, or the
gang. But how would it feel if they became more then just good
friends. Her brow furrowed, showing how much she was thinking about
it. He was watching her intensely, but trying to hide how much he
couldnt take his eyes off her. She was so serious, but he knew how
she felt. Or at least a bit of how she felt. They were like family.
How would it feel to make family into something more? Would it be
wrong? But he couldnt ignore the feelings he had. Even more so
given his inept ability to think silently. She was thinking a while,
scrunching her face up as she figured out all the angles. She always
made this funny nose wrinkle as she thought hard; he found it funny
how she was so concentrated. He leaned over and pressed a finger
lightly into her brow, bringing it up to normal height on her
face.

If you think to hard, your face will stay like
that.

She gave him another one of her sideway glares, but
the grin pulling on the side of her mouth gave away her ruse of
pretend annoyance. She swatted away his hand as he pulled it away and
awaited her response.

But What about Daphne? She
paused, afraid to continue.

You two You two always
looked right for each other. She paused another agonizing
length of two seconds before continuing.

Why me?

She
always doubted herself. Not knowing what possible reason he could
like her. It was a natural reaction after the Ben incident. And how
he pretended to be nice to her, only to use her. She was able to
fight the feeling off better since Fred was still up against her, and
she was surrounded by a protective like feeling of warmth from the
blanket and the fire. Freds expression softened, and he turned
back to look at the fire as he spoke.

I dont think it
could ever work between Daphne and me. I mean, maybe it could Had
she not been like the sister I never had. He lingered on the idea,
and then shook his head.

People always paired us up
together in high school, thinking that we made such a great couple.
But, all the time I spent with her, the more I became protective of
her. When guys would hit on her, I would be jealous. If anyone
approached her, I would usually step in. That mainly gave off that I
really liked her, but in fact I just wanted to protect her from being
hurt. I I was so focused on her, I I forgot to be that
protective of you. I I feel ashamed I never really spent as much
time making sure you were all right, as much as I did for Daphne.
She As you well know, has a tiny bit of trouble keeping out of
trouble.

Tiny bit? Velma rolled her eyes.

Alright,
she has a good amount of trouble avoiding trouble. Shes a magnet
for it. Whither its a trap, monster, ghost or ghoul, she was
always getting into something. But, since it happened less to you,
and you always seemed even in the toughest situations more calm then
the rest of us, I I forgot were human too. I think I took for
granted that fact. He paused, picking up his cup to spin what
little was left in the cup around in circles on the bottom.

Ben
That was just wrong. And it took that to really open my eyes, and see
you for more of the person you really are. I I feel bad it took
that long for me to see how much you were just like the rest of
us.

She was unsure what to think. She never felt calm, or
relaxed during the many times they were hunting a ghost or something.
She always felt things would be fine as long as they were all there.
She was calm because she wasnt alone. The rest of the gang was
always there. And that fact always had been the most calming feeling
she ever could have. She never felt strong, or particularly brave,
but there were times that she felt as long as they were there, she
had nothing to worry about. Fred stopped playing with the cup and
continued.

I never I should have thought more about
you. To protect you from that happening.

It happened
Fred. There is no sense in beating yourself up about it. Its over
and I really should move on. Maybe Maybe it isnt a bad idea for
me not to go through this alone. But its not your fault; I didnt
always open up to you guys. I usually tried to deal with my own
problems on my own. Maybe Maybe its time to lean on you guys
more. Lean on you more. She leaned a bit more on him to add to her
point. Im not alone I know that. But maybe its me who took
you guys all for granted.

So You are ok with this?
You think it will work? Fred asked cautiously, moving his head
over to look at her. She brought up her hand to rest on the side of
his arm by her face, covering the lower half of her face hiding
behind it. Her glasses were reflecting the dancing flames across
her thick frames.

Its worth a shot. I mean, its
not like we can forget this all happened.

Well, if you
wanted, I could try Because I dont want you

No
Fred. Its not going to change the fact that you said it. Nor will
it change the fact that I do like you too. I Im just not as…
She placed a finger to her lip, giving him a look out of the corner
of her eye. Loose lipped as some of us in this room. Her dry
humor coming out, he had to laugh at that.

Ah, yeah.
Brilliant move on my part, eh?

A stunning
performance.

Should I make an encore?

She
leaned away from him to raise an eyebrow at his response. No.
She didnt even know how to throw a quip back at that. Though he
didnt seem serious, nor seemed to have an idea of what to add that
could add an encore to what he had said earlier. She shook her head
and leaned back against him, watching the fire start to die down. She
felt like, even though the day had been unexpected, it wasnt such
a bad thing. Maybe it was worth it. Though she was not sure how the
rest of the gang might react. Though Daphne was going to have a field
day about it. She could feel it. And the impending doom of her
intervention if the two of them were going to plan a first date or
anything relationship related. Did she really know what she was
getting into? Oddly enough, Freds thoughts echoed her own, he was
unsure to break the news to the gang, nor what to do next. His plan
was to see what she thought about relationships, not get the ok to
have one. That really wasnt what he expected to happen, though
since it did, he was looking forward to the future and where it would
take them.

The wind and snow seemed to die down, letting the
house rest in peace from the battering it had from the blizzard. The
fire popped and crackled as Fred prodded it into a shower of sparks
that floated up the chimney to float freely into the night. He was
debating to get up from the comfortable position when Velmas voice
broke into his thoughts.

Just what were you going to say
as a counter to the encore bit? Her curiosity nagging at
her.

Oh, I dont know. He tilted his head to think of
a good answer. Maybe something probably like; Im carrying
your baby Or I have a long lost evil twin you dont know
about. Those always work in the soaps.

Fred reasoned.
Velma snorted and whapped him on the shoulder. It smarted from where
she hit him, but he was happy her mood seemed more cheery. He
grinned, enjoying her response to his ideas. She couldnt stop he
grin that broke across her mouth. It was more then just her usual
tight lipped smile, this even had a few pearly teeth showing.

Oh
Freddy

What? He said innocently.

What
have I gotten myself into? Oh well
Velma said with a sigh.

It
was too late to turn back. All that they could do was take the first
step, and see what the future held for them. Their Attempt at
Romance
.

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