It was getting dark outside and the basketball game was coming two a close. Scooby kept punting the ball over the fence, which made the game much less entertaining. He went to go get some water.
"Scooby, If you kick that ball one more time, I will make your face look like ground beef."
Chuck passed the ball to Scooby hard enough to make him wince with pain. It didn't seem like Scooby was thrilled about playing with Chuck. Horse was more of his game.
"Come on butter-fingers, grow a pair," Chuck retorted. In anger, Scooby picked up the ball and punted it as high as he could in the air. Nobody even said a word. It was understood that the game was over. They just stood their staring dumbly at the ball.
The next thing Chuck saw was a mouthful of dirt. The force knocked him to the ground before he could even say "Ouch." Chuck looked up just in time to see the man running around the corner. He was rather unremarkable except that he wore a top hat. That was all that Chuck knew.
"Scooby, If you kick that ball one more time, I will make your face look like ground beef."
Chuck passed the ball to Scooby hard enough to make him wince with pain. It didn't seem like Scooby was thrilled about playing with Chuck. Horse was more of his game.
"Come on butter-fingers, grow a pair," Chuck retorted. In anger, Scooby picked up the ball and punted it as high as he could in the air. Nobody even said a word. It was understood that the game was over. They just stood their staring dumbly at the ball.
The next thing Chuck saw was a mouthful of dirt. The force knocked him to the ground before he could even say "Ouch." Chuck looked up just in time to see the man running around the corner. He was rather unremarkable except that he wore a top hat. That was all that Chuck knew.
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