Mixed results

Fred got up and quickly got dressed in his usual outfit. He then made his way down to Jones Manor dining hall to have breakfast, though he had to give a light cough when he saw his dad and his new stepmother, he supposed Diya Dinkley was making out.

Once the two heard Fred's cough, they quickly separated and said good morning, pretending they hadn't just been caught making out. Fred decided he wasn't going to call them on it wasn't like he had the right to anyway. Soon enough, the three were having a nice breakfast while making small talk over small bites of their food.

At one point during the meal, Fred suddenly felt his phone vibrate. So wondering who would be sending him a message, Fred waited till both his dad and Diya were too focused on each other to notice him slip out his phone and see what message had been sent.

What he saw surprised him so much that he immediately spat out what he'd been drinking. Bringing his dad and Diya's attention right back to him. "Are you okay, Fred?" Mr. Jones said quickly, coming behind Fred and patting him on the back to try and help knock out whatever he'd been **** on.

"Oh, it's nothing, dad. Drink just went down the wrong way." Fred said in an even voice, glad he was quick enough to be able to flip his phone over. So that neither of the two adults would see what he had just seen on his phone because he had no explanation or excuse for what was currently on his phone. There was probably no good explanation as to why he would be looking at that while sitting in the dining room.

"Well, alright, son, just be careful." Mr. Jones said in a firm voice as he patted Fred's shoulder and made his way back over to his chair. Fred quickly grabbed his phone, got out of his text, and breathed a quick sigh of relief. He then wished his folks a great day and went to the garage to get into his van before something else could happen.

Diya and Mr. Jones found Fred's quick exit a bit strange, but he had been under a lot of stress at school lately, they both thought. Perhaps they should do something about that; they then both considered hobbies or a club of some sort to help him with his stress. They both thought of this plan well, not speaking to each other about it and trying to figure out what would be best for Fred.

So soon enough, both would be preparing a speech about how it would be a good idea for Fred to join some type of club, only to realize after they both tried their pitch that it wasn't necessary, but that would be for a later date. As Fred was making his hasty exit to his van, he took another glance at his phone, making sure what he saw earlier hadn't been his imagination.

To Fred's surprise, it hadn't been his mind playing tricks on him. Daphne had sent him a text first wishing him a good morning and asking how he was doing before she quickly asked if he'd agreed that the next picture was hot. Which was one of her popular friends, a blond chick with big boobs named Olive. Fred could comfortably say that she was indeed hot, mostly because the picture Daphne sent was of Olive in a bikini eating ice cream in a suggestive manner while it dripped onto her tits.

Fred, obviously shocked that Daphne would be sending this picture to him or asking his opinion, decided to go along with it for now. Considering her rather violent history, she'd get her answer; the only question would be answering now and keeping his teeth or answering later and losing said teeth.

'She looks great.' Fred texted back quickly a safe answer; he thought not to forward or too cold to set Daphne off. So good old Freddy might just keep his teeth yet. Daphne quickly texted back, 'I thought she did. Thanks for the honest reply.' Fred was a bit surprised at the fast response and started to consider that this might be part of a larger setup, deciding that he couldn't really do anything about it if it was.

So Fred went to school, hoping he wasn't walking into an ambush. Though despite his paranoia, everything turned out fine. He took his classes, paying attention and trying his best to do well in class. While Daphne did give him weird smiles and send him more pics of her popular friends in bikinis and in cheerleader outfits.

She didn't do anything besides that, so all he had to do was just respond with the usual that her friends looked great. Which was true; many of them made money off of their looks doing online stuff, which meant he wasn't looking to date them. Especially Olive, as she was one kinky chick.

She wore some type of metal butt plug to a self-defense course and got it beaten out of her. If he was being honest, he suspected she still had a metal anal plug up her ass. He didn't know why she did, and he wasn't looking to find out. Considering the girl was probably more trouble than she was worth.

Though as the school ended, Daphne didn't send him a picture or a text. She sent him a video of the popular girls in the cheerleader outfits doing a rather lewd routine. Then texting him, 'Thanks for giving all the great feedback.' Fred found it odd; she needed or wanted to hear his opinion, but honestly, a lot of odd things were happening lately.

But since those odd things were lining up for Fred, he wasn't going to question it. So he sent a quick 'happy to help' back before getting in his van and driving out of the school parking lot and heading back to Jones Manor.