There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
THAT FRED PICTURE OH MY GOD.
…Shaggy and Velma are kind of sort of having a relationship, but Shaggy doesn’t want to let Scooby know, because Scooby is a jealous bastard.
Look at that face.
So, one day, unable to find Shaggy in the sprawling mansion they call home (because all the kids are…