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Dragon Noodles
A/N: This little series about Sammy finally getting his 'almost a dog' started out as a new chapter for my Outside POV series "On the Road Again". A lot of my friends on FFNet requested more about the Adventurers of Alphonse. I am giving the little charmer his own series.
Chapter 1
Arriving Home
Charlie was sitting at her ease, feet up on one of Sam's precious library tables in the lovely Men of Letters bunker. She had come back from Europe completely worn out after chasing down a rare book Sam wanted only to find the bunker empty. As an Honorary Woman of Letters she had her own key and her own opening spell. The days of peaceful relaxation and great water pressure had restored her soul. It was, however, getting just a bit lonely and she wanted dearly to see Sam's face when she presented him with his latest Geek's Heart's Desire; an obscure book of lore he hoped had clues to the Mark of Cain puzzle.
In the deep quiet the clanging of the heavy, metallic front door opening rang throughout the halls. She could hear the brothers coming; the noise of their arguing voices rebounding from the tiled walls. In her opinion some nice tapestries would not be out of place as sound absorbers. She made a mental note to find out who supplied the weavings to Kingdoms of Moondor.
Dean came down the steps first, feet clattering on the metal risers. Charlie mentally added carpet runners to her shopping list. Dean's lips were pursed and he looked a little pissed. Sam followed more slowly and, as near as Charlie could tell, he was leading something on a leash.
Charlie's first though was that Sam had finally picked up a dog. He had always wanted a dog. He had dogs twice in his life, lost them both and still mourned for them. She hoped there was a vacuum cleaner somewhere in the bunker. Her mental list was expanding rapidly. God, no wonder Dean looked pissed. A Dog in the Impala was one of the Seven Deadly Sins in Winchester World. She stood ready to run for her room if things got ugly.
Dean turned and shook a finger at Sam, still on the steps. "I'm warning you Sam, you'll have to use someone else's car to take it any place like the vets." Dean then turned and acted like he had just noticed Charlie, someone who coincidently had her own car, standing in the library.
"Hi, Charlie!" Dean called out cheerfully.
She nodded and went back to staring at Sam. She was long past the time that Dean Winchester could get away with manipulating her.
Sam made it to the bottom of the stairs but his new little pal seemed shy. Sam folded himself down on one knee and made chirping noises, like a mother bird. His friend skipped the last few stairs and jumped into Sam's arms.
Charlie's mouth fell open. "That is not a dog."
Sam turned and smiled at her, his little lilac colored friend with orange crests cuddling deeper into the man's arms. "No, it's not a dog. It's a baby dragon." The little creature stared at her with sparkling amethyst eyes.
Charlie closed her eyes wondering if when she opened them again perhaps it would be a dog. No such luck. "Where did you get a baby dragon, Sam?"
Dean jumped in to the conversation. "We were at a Chinese Restaurant in Aurora and they had this thing on their menu called Dragon Noodles. Big brain over there said there was no such thing and he talked the waitress into letting us into the kitchen. When we went through the swinging doors there it was, a dragon; chained up and being used to heat rocks to cook these crunchy noodles on. Sam freaked out because he said it was crying."
"The cook tied to chase us out swinging a cleaver but Sasquatch decided to pull a gun. It all went downhill from there." Dean glared at his brother. "We should have just left it in Colorado. It threw up on my back seat, damn it."
"I cleaned that up." Sam rolled his eyes. "Let it go, Dean."
"Charlie, clearly they were abusing the poor little thing and then they tried to tell us to come back in a couple of months and they would let us help them eat it. I couldn't leave him there." Sam pulled out his ultimate weapon, big, soft puppy-dog eyes.
Charlie rubbed her forehead wondering when she had been elected den mother for this supernatural zoo; one dragon and two Winchesters. She ought to be able to sell tickets.
"I suppose you've named it already, Sam." She said quietly.
"Alphonse."
Dean jumped in again with his waggling finger. "I'm warning you, Sam. I will not help you take care of it. I won't walk it and God help you if it isn't housebroken."