Scooby Dooby Don't

by Ram1

Scooby Dooby Don't
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Scooby is sitting in the O-club after the usual formal reporting in stuff with the Grp CO in the "shack." Afterwards he enjoys a nice glass of strawberry lemonaide as he notices a lot of the 31st guys whispering and staring at him. He then recalled what someone said when he got out of his plane...
"You new here?" The pilot wearing silver bars asked him.
"Yup! I'm..." Before Scooby could finish the young pilot grabbed him the shoulders and stared into his eyes...
"RUN MAN! RUN AND NEVER LOOK BACK!" The 1st Lt let Scooby go and quickly walked away with a paranoid motion about him.
Yet things didnt make sense...he heard of some chick named "Natasha" but, he thought to himself...who or dare I ask...WHAT is Natasha? Then it finally something in his head clicked. It all finally made sense now. He pulls out his sidearm, a standard issue Colt 1911 .45 caliber pistol. Quickly he checks the mag and pushes it into the butt of the gun, slides the slide back and chambers a round.
"I WILL DEFEND MYSELF FROM ANY GRP 'INDUCTION' RITUTIAL!!" Scooby shouted as he stood and brought his gun up. Memories of his induction into the 4th FG started playing in his head, as well as the induction into the 51st FW (aka Jg51). NO, Scooby thought, I WILL GO DOWN FIGHTING!
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Ram1 eyed the young officer sitting alone nervously fingering his .45 while he drank some reddish pink liquid from a glass. Ram1 new that look, the fidgeting, eyes darting back and forth, expecting someone or something to come for him. Ram1 kept watching as the young officer jumped up and shouted something, startling some of the younger officers in the Hammer & Sickle, while the veterans just looked, shrugged and went about their business.

Ram1 checked his watch as the new officer, Scooby, that was his name, sat back down and continued to look around for something. ‘About another 5 minutes should do it', Ram1 thought, as he continued to watch for symptoms of the tranquilizer to take its inevitable effect. While he waited he thought back to the conversation he had with Natasha.
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“Da Vram1, he does look like the nervous type”, she had said as they both watched him on his arrival at the base. “But vou know Natasha vill make him varm and velcome, he vill be OK, he's kind cute too”, she had said. But Ram1 looked at her, “I'm not so sure”, he had said. “Look how he continues to hold onto that .45, and he chambered a round. We are going to have to be careful here Natasha, I don't want anyone hurt, daddy will kill me if someone get a purple star and its not from combat”.

“Oi, Vram1, vou vorry too much. Natasha vill take care of everything, here, look vhat I have”, as she pulled the blue vile from her pocket. Ram1 looked at the bottle and label, Thorazine, written on it. He had seen this used on prisoners to extract information and knew that handled properly it could be an effective tranquilizer. While he did not like the idea of drugging this new comer, after watching the actions on the tarmac, he felt this was the only way.
“Ok, I will make sure he comes to the Hammer & Sickle after he reports in to Daddy. Our intelligence report says he likes a drink called Strawberry Lemonaide, make sure you get that ready for him and have one of the support staff bring it to him. I don't want him seeing you just yet, he might decide to use that .45 on himself and we need to disarm him before I give him to you”.

“Da, dat is good plan my liepshun, vring him to Natasha, I vill make sure he is relaxed ven I am through vith him”. Ram1 just looked at her, the bile once again coming into his mouth being choked down. .45 or no .45, this newbie had to become a member of the team, and this is the only way, how else could the squad feel confident in him. “OK, you go to your room, Smiley and I will bring him to you, but remember, this is the 3rd squad he's been inducted into so you will only have 12 hours with him, make sure he is coherent after that”, Ram1 said. “12 hours, Da, Natasha want's more, but I understand vram1, I vill do my normal 3 days with him in 12 hours”, and she turned and left, the ground shaking under Ram1 as she shuffled away, the stench finally lifted from the air he sat back and hoped this would work out.
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As Ram1 watched Scooby sitting alone he glanced up to see Soul and Smiley approaching his table. As they sat down they also stole a glance toward Scooby and then looked back at Ram1. “Soon now”, is all Ram1 said and returned to watch Scooby.

Scooby was sitting down again, the .45 still in his hand, he was muttering words now and Ram1 saw the first signs of muscle relaxation taking effect. Scooby's eyes became unfocused and his shoulders began to slump down, but the .45 remained in his grip. ‘This was going to be tricky', Ram1 thought to himself as he go up from his table. “Careful Ram”, Soul whispered, as Ram1 walked slowly toward the table where Scooby was.

By now, the other 31st FG members recognized what was going on and had cleared off to the other side of the Hammer & Sickle, clear of any mis-directed gunshots. Scooby's head was bobbing down now but he quickly lifted it up and shook it violently as if to try and clear his head and saw Ram1 approaching. Realizing that something wasn't right he lifted his gun hand toward Ram1 and began to pull the trigger. Silence. ‘What the he..”, Scooby thought, as he raised his hand to see why the gun hadn't fired, but there was no gun in his hand. “Sorry Scob, I had to take this away from you”, Ram1 held up his .45, and emptied the clip and the round in the chamber. Scooby then aimed his empty hand and finger at Ram1 and began firing “bang, bang, bang”, he shouted and continued to stare at Ram1. Ram1 watched him as Soul and Smiley positioned themselves behind Scooby as his eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out.

14 hours later Ram1 found himself once again in front of Daddy getting an earful. “Did you see what she did to him?, I told you I needed everyone sharp and ready to go, we could get called any moment, but did you listen, NO, you just had to give him to her! (Ram1 saw Daddy twitch at the thought of her, his voice slightly breaking, his throat making a swallowing motion).. there was a pause.

Daddy began to finger his .45, ‘not a good sign' Ram1 thought. “I know the morale of this group is important, I know teamwork is important but I can't afford to lose these new pilots for day's of rehab to recover from the aftershock”, Daddy bellowed. Another pause and then a knock on the door. “Enter”, Daddy commanded, and Soul walked in, ‘good', Ram1 thought, ‘he was so happy to have Soul back with the squad.

“Daddy, here is the medic's report. We had to burn what was left of his clothes, the stench couldn't be cleansed and no one wanted to touch them. The tranquilizer wore off about 6 hours ago, so unfortunately he remembers everything that happened the last 3 hours and she, well, she saved her best for last. He will regain use of his right arm in a day or so, but his left pinky toe was bitten off. He has 7 loose teeth, and his throat is red and raw. His lips are cracked and he has two blackened eyes from her sitting on his…”, Soul now swallowed hard, holding down what was coming up, he continued. “He has some swelling in his genital areas and a groin pull that will keep him grounded for two days. He is expected to have a full recovery in a week and will be attending group therapy with Alaric, Grover and Jumbo.” Soul looked over at Ram1 and winked.

“Your dismissed soul”, said Daddy now a bit calmer. As soul left the room Daddy turned to Ram1, “Damn, did she have to eat his toe?”, he said. “Well, better his toe then another part of the Anatomy”, Ram1 said. “Is that supposed to be funny mister”, Daddy now clearly agitated. “OK, Ram1, you will have to cover for Scooby, you will have to take his spot for being on call, is that clear?”. “Yes, Sir”. Dismissed!

Ram1 quickly turned and left and met up with Soul outside the Command bunker. “How is he doing” Ram1 asked. “He's a bit shook up, he was determined not to go through another initiation thing, but this was beyond what he has ever experienced. Many of the guys have already been to see him, so the bonding has begun, but he's really pissed at you, but knows he can't touch you without having to deal with her again.”

Ram1 thought a bit then said to Soul, “Ok, do this for me. Ask one of the 309th nurses to spend some ‘quality' time with him during his rehab, that will help him put this behind him. Tell her that it's a special case so she should be really gentle, hopefully that will help, but don't tell him I had anything to do with it. Let him hold the grudge, it will help him bond closer to the rest of the squad”. “Ok, will do Ram1” Soul said and off he went.

‘Well', he thought, ‘at least I didn't get shot' and went off to begin his time on call.

-The End-