He isn't sure

Fred found himself stumbling slightly as he left the warehouse classroom a few minutes after Daphne and Gigi had left. He was currently a ball of emotions, which was starting to become his default state. As once again he wasn't entirely sure what to make of the situation. As having a crazy redheaded lesbian Asian offer you her hoes as your personal squeaky toys was not something that happens to anyone usual, much less him.

The offer itself was not only strange and extreme but had so many implications that it had his mind in pretzels trying to figure it all out. Such as the fact that the offer itself could be a trap. He could see it in his head: him getting in his head that it was all true and finding the nearest member of Daphne's little clique to have fun with. Only to then find out as he is about to penetrate that it was a trap and he gets swarmed by a dozen cops.

The ho who had been begging him to shove it in a microsecond ago was now a crying wreck going on and on about how much of a monster he was, while the cops looked at him in pure disgust. The problem with that is he had thought it had been a trap a couple of times and been proven wrong. So if he was going to think everything that Daphne did was part of some larger conspiracy to get him, he probably shouldn't be getting near her in the first place.

So following the other line of thinking, what if it's true? Well, that also had its own pitfalls, as the fact that because Daphne said so, he could now have about a dozen women that he could use at will was a bit disturbing. As that showed, Daphne had a level of control over them that was not normal as far as he was aware, but he had been drugged into a state of permanent childhood for several years, which had only ended after his mother had been outed as a dangerous serial killer.

Though considering that her mom's where two cops that he had experienced firsthand were more than happy to abuse their authority to get their agenda done. Well, it wouldn't be outside the realm of possibility that they covered up for her so she could break some other girls on campus. Which was mildly terrifying, and he didn't know which was worse. The Daphne that could be plotting his downfall or the one that was allowed to break people to her will without fear of consequences.

He had a lot to think about and the implications the meeting has for his future. Though he knew one thing: he wasn't taking Daphne up on her offer anytime soon just to be on the safe side. As he went down the hall, he noticed a huge spill on the floor and wondered what it was. Then he saw the time and hurried back to the cafeteria, as he hadn't eaten and he was running out of time to eat.

He spent the next few classes thinking about Daphne's offer and how to approach it. As she was probably expecting him to take her up on it, he couldn't exactly pretend like it never happened. Though he could maybe come up with an alternative. He could say he wanted her there to help with his nerves and make sure everything went right. Which sounded reasonable, as he wasn't experienced at this whole being a sexual deviant that they were.

So the fact he didn't want to do it in a crowd was easy enough to understand, and having Daphne there would sound reasonable, as these were hoes, so making sure everything that he was doing to them she was okay with sounded reasonable. Fred took a moment to rethink his plan and came to the realization that Daphne sounded less like a high school girl in his head and more like a violent pimp with connections.

Fred shook his head as that thought caused images of Daphne with a pimp cane and a classic pimp jacket to start to form in his head. He had enough problems dealing with the Daphne situation without that image haunting him. Especially since he was sure if he let that image solidify in his mind, he'd be having dreams of pimp Daphne beating him with her pimp cane.

This rather strange foreboding confirmed something that he had been told earlier in the day. Which was that his parents were right—he needed a hobby, and so he would join the auto club the first chance he got. Working on improving his van would be far better than this weird mental exercise of Is Daphne telling the truth?. So it was that Freddy looked forward to the end of the school day so he could make his way towards the auto club and put in his application to join.