Tuesday, October 28 - Mixed Bag

Romantic Espionage 

Mr. Ashe was sitting in his office, going through paper work when there was a knock at the door. "Come in." he called, not knowing of the storm that awaited beyond the door. He looked up and saw a furry, four pawed, furryous storm of anger and mistrust that is Scooby Doo. His jaw dropped.

"Ru-ro."

"Ri rought rou rere retter ran ris. (I thought you were better than this.)" Scooby Doo yelled.
"Honey what's the problem?" Mr. Ashe asked. Fearing his plan of romantic espionage has been foiled, he decided to play dumb until he knew for sure he'd been caught red handed.
"Ri row rat rou've reen rup ro ren rou're 'Rorking rate'. (I know what you've been up to when you're 'Working late'.)," Scooby said, making air quotations with his paws around 'Working late'. "Rou've rurt re rour re rast rime, rood rye Rister Rashe. (You've hurt me for the last time, good bye Mr. Ashe.)" Scooby stormed out of the room and slammed the door, causing papers to fly everywhere.

Mr. Ashe layed his head on his desk in self disappointment. He was frustrated at himself for defiling his relationship with Scooby and ruining the trust between them. There was no doubt that his stuff has been thrown out of the apartment window onto the sidewalk, and there was no way that his tires were not slashed. Yet something inside him was glad the bridge between them was burned. Scooby's ambition of mystery solving has put strain on their relationship, and even though he knew all of the gang, Velma was still very threatening to him. Maybe the two will recover, and Mr. Ashe can strap in and get his learn on about the experience.