I Stand Alone
Fred stood at the top of the stairwell. Below him was the clear sight of the den; but Fred saw something else. Standing here his life seemed to be laid before him. Everything that had happened in his life, everything he has ever seen, ever done, ever accomplished, ever failed. The friends he had made (Barney Rubble), the enemies (again, Barney Rubble), the little moments in life he cherished most (bowling).
Like most everyone else, Fred Flintstone was once young and vital. But now he was old, fat, bitter and still his lifelong dreams had not been achieved. Fred felt sorry for himself there was no doubt about it and at the same time he was disgusted.
When he looked in the mirror, he saw a filthy fat pig. He hated what he was, what he had become. A measly family man with a nagging wife and a winy little snot nosed brat, that, like her mother and father, never did amount to anything. Ever. Now Pebbles was tied down with a bunch of lazy kids and a sorry husband that just used her.