Note: Hello all! Welcome to LAT: New Adventures. The name is likely to change. I'll consider ALL suggestions. This is a new series, set directly after the sequel to Lady and the Tramp 2. Each new story will coincide with the others I'll be writing in the series. Any ideas for new episodes are welcome! I hope everyone who reads my stories will enjoy reading as much as I do writing them. This story is called Home At Last. It's about Scamp and Angel trying to adjust back to life with a family after their time on the street.

"Welcome to the family Angel!"

These words sent a pleasant chill through the puppy's cream colored fur as she relived the moment for the tenth time. Earlier that day, Angel had been a stray with no family and no home. Now she was grinning hugely as the six dogs of the Darling family crowded around her, welcoming her with open arms. She playfully shoved her best friend, Scamp, as he tugged and mouthed the beautiful ribbon Darling had carefully tied around her neck. Without Scamp, she would still be on the streets tonight.

"Now pups, remember, we don't roughhouse indoors."

The warm male voice cause Angel to stop in her tracks. She ducked her head guiltily at The Tramp, expecting to be scolded for breaking the rules. One huge floppy ear hung into her face, making her feel a bit silly as she gazed around it. Scamp dropped the ribbon and immediatly jumped to her defense.

"Pops, she doesn't know the rules yet. She just got here! I'll teach her... Rules, rules, rules!"

Angel then tried to stutter out an apology to the tall grey dog. "I-I'm sorry sir...I won't let it happen again-"

Tramp cut them off, a hint of laughter in his words. "Whoa kids. Slow down. It's okay. I'm not scolding anybody. Just take it outside next time."

Just then the older dog let go of a huge yawn and stretched luxuriously. "Tomorrow though. It's bedtime right now."

"Aw, Dad! Already?" Scamp whined, much to the amusement of Angel. When he noticed his friend rolling her eyes at him, he straighted himself up and cleared his throat. "I mean. Uh...Where will Angel sleep? She doesn't have a bed." Angel perked her ears in interest. These dogs have their own beds? She suddenly felt left out. Of course, it wasn't anyone's fault. It wasn't like they were expecting the new arrival. Heck, she'd only been in the house for a few hours. Just long enough for her fur to dry from the bath she'd been given. Another voice snapped the puppy out of her wandering thoughts.

"It's alright. Jim Dear and Darling have a temporary solution."

Angel's eyes followed Lady, mother to Scamp and his sisters, as she came over to stand beside Tramp. The beautiful Cocker Spaniel nuzzled her mate before beckoning to the pups to follow. Tramp then woofed softly to the other pups. The humans had just gone upstairs to put their son, Junior, to bed and The Tramp didn't want to disturb them with a louder call.

"Annette, Collete, Danielle. Bedtime. C'mon girls."

The scruffy gray dog smiled proudly at his daughers as they joined the procession. All three were the spitting image of their mother. Angel had a brief thought that this was a bit odd. You wouldn't even be able to tell at a glance that they were his family. Now Scamp on the other hand... Scamp was Tramp made over. With this thought, the family turned the corner to their sleeping area. Angel tried not to be nervous when they stepped into the room. She looked around, taking in the space. Scamp leaned in close to explain to her.

"This is where we sleep at night. Spare room. Mom and dad share a bed, and so do my sisters. I have my own."

He stated this last bit proudly. Angel then dared to give in to her curiousity. "And where will I sleep?"

Scamp deflated. "Uh..."

Angel watched Annette, Collette, and Danielle snuffle around their bed, getting comfortable. They each let out a yawn, one after the other (Danielle's being the loudest) and started to curl up. Angel felt a nudge on her shoulder. She turned to see Lady's gentle face, looking even softer with the halo of brown fur that was her ears.

"Over here, dear."

Lady trotted gracefully across the tiled floor until she reached the other side of the room. There lay a pile of old blankets, arranged like a small nest, just right for a small dog. Lady smiled as Angel came behind her, with Scamp glued firmly to her heels.

"I hope it's comfortable enough, for now. Jim Dear and Darling should get you a real bed in a few days."

"Mom!"

Scamp blurted, interrupting his mother. That's my Tenderfoot. Angel thought, surpressing the urge to roll her eyes. Scamp continued. "Why's it all the way over here? Can't Angel sleep near all of us? I mean, it's not like she has fleas or anything. She's awfully clean." He wrinkled his nose, imagining the baths that followed their welcome home.

Lady shot a look at her son for cutting her off. "The humans feel that Angel would be shy and nervous with all of us so close."

Scamp dropped his eyes to avoid his mom's look. "Oh..." Angel held onto a sigh of relief. As much as she wanted to sleep near Scamp, she wasn't so sure about the rest of his family. She was feeling shy, come to think of it. This family was so kind to her! A tiny spark of hope flared in her chest. Maybe this was the real deal. A permanent family... Angel then watched as a protesting Scamp was nudged towards his bed by Lady. The mother turned to Angel with a kind smile on her face after she got Scamp moving.

"Sleep well Angel. And again, welcome to the family."

"Thank you Lady. Goodnight." Angel replies. Lady turns around again and heads to her bed, where Tramp greets her with a nuzzle as she settles down beside him. Angel then turns to her makeshift bed, where she begins to paw at the blankets in an attempt to make them more comfortable. The little cream colored Pomeranian mix turns a single circle, then nestles herself down to rest. She suddenly realizes that she didn't get a chance to tell Scamp goodnight. Immediately as the though passes through her mind, a soft, wiggly bundle of gray fur lands on her. She stifles a gasp of surprise. "Scamp!" She hisses, glancing across the room to where the adults were sleeping. "What are you doing, you idiot?" Despite her words, her fluffy tail starts to wag. She blushes in surprise when Scamp nuzzles into one of her big ears. He pulls back and looks at her with huge brown eyes.

"I just wanted to say goodnight. Don't eat me okay?"

Angel scoffs playfully. "Okay, okay. I won't..this time. But you really need to get back to bed, Tenderfoot. You're going to get us in trouble." The little dog rubs her head under Scamp's chin briefly. When he responds by brushing his muzzle over the top of her head, she takes the opportunity to push him out of her bed. The pair share a laugh. "Okay now seriously. Go to sleep Scamp." Angel whispers as she lies back down, head on her paws. Scamp sighs slightly, but Angel notices a mischevious spark in his eye.

"Fine. Goodnight Angel. Sleep well."

After the little gray puppy turns quietly to head back to his own sleeping place, Angel closes her eyes. Her fur was unusually warm. She slows her breathing, intent on calming her heart rate. Suddenly her ears prick.

What the...

It sounded like something was being dragged across the floor. Angel raises her head and tilts in to one side. The sight that awaited her caused a smile to break out across her face and she stifled a laugh. Scamp was slowly scooting his bed across the floor, being careful not to shove to fast or rough. This resulted in the bed barely making a sound as he pushed it towards Angel. Neither puppy spoke, even when he pushed his bed smack against Angel's blanket nest. He hops into the bed and stretches out with his chin resting over the edge, looking at Angel. She lay her own head back on her paws and sighed happily as she watched him while she recalled the day's events.

She was finally home.