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Velma By Ambientcold-slight Edit Bybeb :iconbeb01:beb01 1 2
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The Bogeyman Has A Sweet Tooth
Bernie’s Bakery had been a part of Amity Park for over 80 years. The original Bernie was long gone, as was his son. His grandson lived out in California and left day-to-day operation of the bakery to the Head Baker, a wiry, small black man named Alfonso.  Alfonso’s white hair and wrinkled countenance suggested he may have been there since the beginning.
Danny Fenton pushed through the heavy oak door and headed over to the display of Halloween doughnuts. It was the night before Halloween and Danny was making a snack run. The store hadn’t changed much in 80 years. Blond wood paneling  waist high with plaster leading up to the twelve foot ceiling. That in turn was ornamented with plaster floral wreaths. Fluorescent lights had been added in the 40s. Twinkling Christmas tree lights circled the large plate glass front window but the sconces for the original gas lights were still mounted on the walls. Pumpkins, witches and scared cats hung from them currently.
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Bullet Bay - Chapter 2
The Utility Bag Velma got out of Freddy van was just a cloth messenger-style bag. It slung over her shoulder and hung down by her hips and had room for just about anything she wanted to put in it. It was a dull orange that blended right in with her skirt and sweater. She walked the couple blocks to the highway. The sun, what could be seen behind an overcast day, was lowering the west. The air was cool but not unpleasant. She quite enjoyed the walk. There were only a couple people on sidewalk. She smiled at them as they passed. It was a really nice little village if getting away from it all was what you wanted.
There was police tape festoon across the door of the bank when she got there. She looked to see if anyone was watching, then stepped across. She hadn’t expected the door to be closed. That could be a complication, she thought, since her memory was of the transformed bank teller hitting the inside of the door jam. She got out a large magnifying glass and examined the wood fr
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Bullet Bay - Chapter 3
Velma woke feeling violently ill. While waiting for the spasms to subside she looked around. She appeared to be lying on a cement floor inside some kind of wire cage. The cage was about five feet high and five wide with a wire frame door at the end. She was lying a few feet from the front of the cage but couldn't see how far back the cage went. Judging from the wire making up the cage it was designed to hold a large animals. Black plastic sheeting hung down on the outside of the cage blocking her view of the rest of the room. All she could see through the front was a sturdy, metal covered table in the center of the room and benches and cabinets lined against the far wall.
Gradually she started feeling better. She pushed herself off the floor only to pause from a sharp pain on her right leg. Looking down she saw a large damp patch on her skirt centered around the pocket. She reached into the pocket to see what was there only to jab her fingers on something very sharp. She yanked it out
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Bullet Bay - Chapter I
The hunter had tracked his target through the forest, strangely elongated footprints with most of the weight carried on the toes. The trail lead into this small village but he had lost the trail when the target had taken to the paved roads there. The hunter had climbed to the top of this two story building in hopes of making a visual contact with the target.
The village was located on the shores of a small bay leading out to Lake Superior on Michigan's northern coast. A state road came down from a ridge, swept past the busy harbor at the foot of the bay before drifting back into the woods on its way to Wisconsin. The village stretched six blocks long and one block deep. The forest surrounded it on all sides that weren't lake. Houses were built out into the woods with some rather large mansions running along the ridge back of the village. In the summer the population of the village tripled from tourists. It was an unlikely place for a mystery, one that would call the hunter from so far
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Hank Venture, Babe Magnet - Chapter 7
"No."
The word was spoken in the sharp, emphatic tones of a trainer correcting a dog.
Hank looked up to see a knife hovering just above him, quivering in the grip of two hands. One was the pink glove encased hand of Dr. Girlfriend. She was holding back the other hand, a slender hand with black fingernails. Hank's eyes followed the hand back up the arm to the figure of a young woman dressed in a smartly tailored but rather drab purple dress with white lace at the neck. A tiny hat with a giant daisy bobbling from it covered her head. It took a moment for Hank to recognize the woman.
"Kim? Dr. Girlfriend?"
"You are on probation, Missy," Dr. Girlfriend was saying. "You are not allowed to harass Hank Venture in the slightest!"
"But he's right here! Under my foot! Just one little jab and it’s over!"
"You harm even one hair on his head and you’re dead! Guild rules! And there will nothing I can do about it." The knife quivered in the grip of the two women. Like a rabbit hypnotized
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chap 12 -The End
It always comes as a shock to learn that Hollywood, Tinsel Town, City of Glamour and the stuff that dreams are made of is just a portion of the otherwise utterly prosaic Las Angeles, city of freeways, traffic jams and smog. Luann was driving, hands frozen to the wheel as she crept along the freeway at 70 per with cars blasting past her left and right. Gunther was navigating from the seat beside her,  with maps spread all about him, his cell phone propped on the dashboard, its GPS app running. He had so many maps spread out that the other four were squeezed into the back seat. Fortunately the old pink Cadillac had been designed to seat three fullbacks abreast and teenagers were a slender lot. Knute had offered to let Crystal sit on his lap but the spike-haired girl thought he might enjoy that too much.
The two in the front seat had been bickering since they crossed the city line, arguing over the best route, which exit to take and so on. Tiffany was one the verge of screaming; it r
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 11
Later on Bernice would say that she hadn’t been able to sleep a wink after her date with Barry, so had gotten up early, packed and carried her stuff out to the car. She’d gotten into the back seat to wait, wrapped herself in a blanket against the early morning chill, pulled her hat low over her eyes and promptly fell asleep in the isolation of the car. Luann suspected that she was just faking being asleep so she wouldn’t have to answer any of the thousands of questions her friends were sure to ask. Whatever the case, they loaded the car quietly and slowly drove off for the Interstate, heading west for the coastal highway.
Tiffany had parked herself in the back seat on the opposite side from Bernice. She was in a mood and Gunther, sitting between her and Bernice, felt like he could feel the cold rolling off her shoulders. He opened up his sketchbook and started sketching. He had a couple ideas for swimsuits but just seemed to end up sketching nude Luanns: sitting on a
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 10
Tiffany was not amused.
“She can’t go on a date! We’re leaving for Seattle in the morning," she said, banging the hotel room's door open. "We’ve got to get packed for that.”
“What’s there to pack,” Luann countered. “We’ve been living out of our suitcases all along. Aside from that mess in the bathroom where it looks like your make-up kit exploded, we’re pretty much already packed.”
"He's talked to her for like five minutes then asks her out on a date. You know there's only one kind of guy that does that - pick-up artists!" Tiffany insisted. "He's not interested in her. He just wants to put another notch on his bedpost. Wham! Bang! and if you're lucky a 'Thank you,Ma'am.'"
“She’s right here,” Luann said.
"He's not like that." Bernice was crying again. Luann took her in her arms and pulled  her away from Tiffany. "Don't listen to her," she said, "She's only talking about the kind of men she mee
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 9 [new]
They entered Yosemite National Park Around ten that next morning, paying the entrance fee, getting a map of the area before taking the road south towards the Yosemite valley It was the most popular part of the Park. If Quill and his mysterious girlfriend had gone anywhere if was likely here. The map showed a visitor’s  center and that was their destination. They drove through a large, flat valley, sheer cliffs of the Sierra Nevadas on their left. Occasionally a stream would meander through the valley,  cross under the road and disappear towards the southwest. They stopped to watch a herd of Buffalo off in the distance.  Tiffany grumbled about them being so far away until Knute told an apocropherial story about a bull Buffalo trying to mate with some visitor's car.  She stopped him before he got to the punch-line, visions of hoof-dented trunks on her mind and drove on.
The visitor’s center sat in the middle of a large and largely unused parking lot. A cou
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 8
Tiffany sulked in the back seat of her car the rest of the way through the Rocky Mountains. While there were no more episodes of explosive diarrhea, the hot sauce she’d drank continued to burn its way through her body. She felt humiliated, embarrassed and uncomfortable. And it didn’t help that she kept being teased about her “boyfriend” Bigfoot. She expected that sort of trash talking from the like of DeGroot and Knute but it really hurt when Crystal, her BFF, joined in with the laughter. It also kind of hurt to realize that that monster, Bigfoot or whatever had been nicer to her, had carried her to the roadside when she was unconscious, something her so-called friends would never do. She was supposed to be the Alpha Male, The Queen Bee, whatever, the head of the pack and the only one who respected her was some dumb animal. She must have slept because the sun was setting in the west when someone shook her awake and said it was her turn to drive.
They made Salt L
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 7
Luann was packed and out of the room before the others were up the next morning. She hadn’t slept well the rest of the night and wasn’t exactly eager to face any of her friends in the morning.  She was embarrassed by her action that night. Not just embarrassed but mortified. She’d exposed her self to Gunther, tried to tear off his clothes and had been caught in the act by Crystal and Knute.  In a way she didn’t have to worry about the goth girl because Crystal was clearly planning to skinny-dipping with Knute just as she had been  with Gunther. Crystal couldn’t say anything about her (Luann’s) indiscretion without revealing her own.  But Knute? Knute wasn’t known for keeping secret and the juicier the secret the quicker he’d blab it. Even when he tried to keep a secret he was no good at it. Luann’s could only hope that Knute’s crush on Crystal would be enough that if Crystal had told him to keep quiet about
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 6
Luann’s route kept them on I-70 on into Denver. Tiffany drove for a couple hours, pulled into a rest stop and pointed at Gunther, "Hey, white knuckles - drive!"
Gunther gulped, got in the driver's seat and slowly pulled away. He drove so slowly and stiffly than after an hour Luann volunteered to take over. Tiffany, must have still been sore about losing the karaoke contest because she pointed to Bernice and told her to drive. She even had Crystal drive for a stretch before letting Luann behind the wheel.  
In Denver they picked up I-25 heading north to Cheyenne where they turned into I-80 still heading west. The Rocky Mountains were growing tall and ominous in the distance when Luann pulled into a motor lodge just outside Cheyenne.
“Why are we stopping here?” Bernice wondered. “It’s kind of early in the day isn’t it?”
Luann held up her Rand-McNally for everyone to see. “It’s all Rocky Mountains from here on, according to the ma
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 5
They reached Kansas City shortly after one and following another one-side debate Luann was forced to pull off into a barbecue shop for lunch. How could they pass through the home of barbecue without sampling some Bernice argued.
A hour later, following an intense hand-inspection by Tiffany they piled back into the car and took off. Luann, burping unexpectedly, and most unladylike had to admit that it tasted just as good the second time around. But the bill... She wasn't going to enjoying totaling up today's expenses.
They pulled into a motor lodge late in the day near Hayes, Kansas, rented two rooms and just collapsed on the beds for a while. Tiffany, who hadn’t been driving for most of the day, was first up, looking for a place to eat. There was a restaurant  next door to the motor lodge. At that point in the day any place that served food slightly more warm than cold would have been fine with her. Then she saw the sign out front: “Wednesday - Karaoke Night!” She che
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 4
Watching the countryside pass was interesting for only a little while. Soon it become boring and Luann drifted asleep. She awoke as the car rose high into the sky as it crossed over the Mississippi into St. Louis. This, she thought, marked the real start of their mission to find Quill. So she was surprised when Tiffany turned off the freeway and headed down to the surface streets. “What’s going on?” Luann asked, anxiously.
“We all took a vote while you were sleeping. We couldn’t drive pass St. Louis without seeing the Arch.” Tiffany informed her.
“But - But, we can’t stop here. We’ve got a schedule to keep.”
“What do you mean,” Tiffany said. “Quill’s not going to slip out of our fingers if we stop here for an hour. You haven’t told us where he is, anyway.”
“But if we stop here we’ll end up stopping at every giant peanut and corn palace along the way. Then we’ll never get an
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Luann and the Runaway Boyfriend - Chapter 3
Bernice turned and looked at Luann over the tops of a her glasses, a habit she picked up from her father when he was trying to look stern. “You want to get in a car and chase all over the United Stated in hopes of finding Quill somewhere so you can kick his butt? You don’t even own a car.”
"Your brother has a car," Delta reminded her. "I'm sure in the cause of true love he would lend it to you for a couple weeks."
"Are you kidding?" Luann said. "Brad doesn't let me take his car to the mall. Two weeks on the road - no way!" She thought for a moment. "Besides I'm not sure I would want to borrow it. I mean, Brad's always working on his car, you know, fixing this or that or maybe adding some accessary. That's because his car is always breaking down. I don't think a month goes by when he doesn't have to have it towed home. I don't think I want to go chasing after Quill in a car where I might get stuck in the middle of Kansas."
"Don't look at me," Bernice offered without lo
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After a grueling 15 months the WWII flashback in 9 Chickweed Lane is (hopefully) coming to an end.  This story followed a soldier that the Grandmother would eventually marry after the war, become a jerk embittering Eddie towards life, etc. During the past quarters of a year he and some French resistance woman have been trying to get to liberated Paris.  It's taken them longer to get back to Paris then it took the US to get from Normandy to  Berlin. And this whole time it's been a series of captures, escapes, witty banter and getting menaced again. And all this we knew that the Resistance Woman was going to buy it because she doesn't figure into any present time continuity. Seriously, 15 months on a single story arc. Even in the 30s during the heyday of newspaper strips stories did not run this long. I'm surprised the creator still has any papers running this strip. I would rather he just discontinue the strip then put us through something this again.
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