Title: Puppy Power!
Chapter: Getting the Pup
Disclaimer: This chapter is the start of ghostanimal's fanfic Puppy Love which I adopted.
A/N aahh the joys of a story.
Also ghostanimal I changed the puppy's name because I felt it would be an invasion of privacy of yours. Hope you like my small changes.
"What is THAT doing here?"
The young, brown-haired, cook blushed as she picked up a very tiny puppy that had been all snuggled up in a cut cardboard box with a bunch of towels in it.
"I found him outside, just so sad and hungry," she tried to reason with him, blue eyes going wide. "I couldn't turn him away."
"Get it out of my house!" Vlad yelled angerily. The cook held the puppy out so it was level with the multi-billionaire's face.
"How can you force a face like this out into the street?" she asked as the small puppy stared at Vlad with his big, adorable blue-gray eyes. It cutely licked his nose.
'Oh butternuts! It's...It's...adorable! NO! It'll shed, crap and drool everywhere! But...Hannah's right...I can't put a face like that into the streets...I have to get rid of it though. I'll think of something.'
"Fine. Keep it in here until I can find a home for it. You're cleaning up after it and feeding it," he snapped. She squealed and hugged him, making Vlad awkwardly hug her back.
Oh the disaster's that would come from this.
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"NO! NO! OUT OF MY LAB, SHOO!" Vlad shrieked when he noticed the all black puppy sniffing for a place to hike his leg. The dog barked at the sound of Vlad's voice and ran to him, knocking over a shelf when it slipped and rammed into a table. "HANNAH!"
The young woman quickly rushed down and picked up the puppy.
"Oh you poor baby, you got all sorts of nasty chemicals on you, you silly boy," she talked to it in a baby voice as she rushed the puppy upstairs.
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"Don't give me that look, you brought it on yourself with that scene in the lab," Hannah scolded the puppy when it gave her The Eyes while she rubbed his back with some of Vlad's shampoo. Hopefully, he wouldn't notice. Hannah scrubbed the puppy clean before letting it shake the extra water from its body. Getting the bathroom wet. Hannah sighed.
"I just cleaned that this morning..."
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"I thought...I thought I just had a...oh cheese logs! HANNAH GET THIS MUTT!" Vlad yelled when he noticed the small dog was snacking on his sandwich. Hannah quickly got him.
"Are you hungry little pup? Hmm?" Hannah cooed. Vlad scowled.
"No baby talk in my presence." Hannah waited until Vlad's back was turned to stick her tongue out at him. "I saw that."
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Vlad growled at the puppy when it attempted to jump onto his bed. It had taken the small puppy four tries to wiggle it's way onto Vlad's tall bed though, and it wasn't about to give up. It immediately circled and snuggled against Vlad's back.
"Oh no you don't!" The man hissed. The puppy turned it's head to look at him and gave him The Eyes. Vlad turned into Plasmius and give his most threatening glare. The small dog yipped. Vlad's eye twitched for a moment. Maddie the cat was calmly sleeping on her cat post. "Oh chocolate rasberries! Fine! One night only!"
The dog laid his head back down and sighed deeply.
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"HANNAH!"
The young maid/cook came running at her boss's scream. Vlad was angrily holding a chewed leather shoe.
"Oh Mr. Masters, I'm so sorry!" she apologized.
"Shhh!" he told her. She looked confused, so he added in a whisper, "I think he meant for it to be a surprise, because it HID IT UNDER MY DESK!"
Hannah winced.
"That mutt is gone! He's eaten chemicals, he's eaten my food, he's eaten my shoes, he's eaten everything then crapped or threw it back up all over my house!" he yelled. "He's out!"
The telephone started to blare loudly as he finished shouting. Vlad picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey-Hey V-Man! You coming to Danny's party today?" Vlad closed his eyes trying to control his temper. Then suddenly an idea popped into his head. "Yes, I will be there."
"Mr. Masters we can't kick him out." Hannah pleaded.
"Yes, we will, and I know just what to do with him."
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Danny sighed and plopped onto his couch, closing his bright blue eyes. His sixteenth birthday was today, and he really didn't want a party. He just wanted to spend it hanging out with Tucker and Sam, like always. But his parents had insisted. And surprise, sursprise his father had invited Vlad. He groaned as the doorbell rang. He didn't want to get it.
Luckily, he didn't have to because his mom let the person in.
"Oh, Vlad! We weren't expecting you this early. Ohhh, who's this little guy?"
Danny pretended that Vlad didn't exist as he seemingly dozed on the couch, in reality he was preparing to attck Vlad should the need arise.
"Ah, hello Maddie! Jack. I just came by early so Daniel could open his gift before the party." Danny could alomst see the smug look Vlad wore.
"Oh, well he's right over there on the couch." Jack Fenton announced.
Danny heard Vlad's footsteps, but pretended to still be napping. That is until a weight was put on his chest. The weight moved around and a wet nose pressed against his cheek before sniffing his ears and eagerly licking his face. Danny opened his eyes and shot up into a sitting position, making the puppy on his chest fall into a heap on his lap. The puppy immediately jumped up, using it's front paws to rest on Danny's chest and claw at his shirt.
"Thanks Unkie Vlad!" Danny exclaimed.(He'd always wanted a dog.) "What kind of dog is it?" Danny asked, happily scratching that puppy's back and allowing it to lick his face.
"Yorkshire Terror," Vlad replied. "It's your problem now."
"Tell him," Danny told the puppy in baby-talk. The puppy tilted it's head. "Tell him you're not a problem, tell him that you're a big, strong wolf."
The puppy barked loudly as if to agree.
"You're a little killer, aren't you?" he asked, still in babytalk. "Hm...do you wanna be called Gus?"
Vlad snorted. Danny glared at him with glowing green eyes. He turned back to the puppy.
"How about...Hercules? Wulf? Ripper. Skip?" The young puppy howled at each one. "What about Tobias? And I can call you Toby for short!"
The dog sneezed before giving a short 'Ruff!' and rapidly scratching at his arm. Danny laughed and pulled the puppy into a hug, which he squirmed out of and howled.
"You do?" he asked, amused when the dog barked again in agreement before spinning in circles. "Awesome!"
The dog jumped against Danny, his head smacking into his shoulder which caused him to fall backwards onto the couch and wiggle to stand upright.
"Danny, what happen did you discover a new- OH-MY-GOD!" Jazz shrieked and immediately scooped up the tiny puppy. The puppy fit in the palms of her hands put together. "You are just the most adorable thing in the world!" The red haired 18 year old told the puppy.
The puppy licked her nose, making her giggle and snuggle it. The puppy wiggled out of her grasp and she put the puppy on the floor.
"Vlad gave him to me for my birthday," Danny explained, scratching the puppy behind his tiny ears. "He's a little killer, aren't you Toby? Show Jazz how tough you are!"
The puppy immediately let out a small squeakish sound before charging at Jazz's sandals that were neatly placed beside the door. Letting out a fierce growl, he slowly dragged one of the sandals a good three inches before letting go to prance back over to them. Jazz reached out her hand to pet him, but he fell facefirst into the floor then scrambled under the couch.
While Danny coaxed Toby out from under the couch, Jazz took a picture of the tiny puppy hiding with her cellphone to text the picture to everybody. Eventually Danny just put his arm under the couch and pulled him out before dumping him onto the couch. The puppy curled up into a ball onto Danny's abandoned jacket and sighed heavily. Jazz cooed over it more.
Best birthday present EVER! Danny thought cheerfully. 'Gotta remember to thank Fruitloop.'
The party had gone off without so much as a hitch. No evil ghosts, no not-so evil ghosts and most importantly no embarrising moments. In all it had been one of the greater days of his life.
"Well, it is getting late, so I must be going." Vlad said sometime later. Danny gave him a dazzling smile as he said good-bye. "Have fun with your little terror Daniel."
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Danny already was deeply in love with the little puppy. So was Jazz. The puppy had decided it was going to sleep with Danny, that night. But as it soon found out Danny was a tosser. Toby slept on the pillow instead. At about a quarter to three Danny's ghost sense went off and Toby perked up his tiny ears. Danny sat up with a jolt and stepped out of bed, his pink pajamas in disarray.
"I'm going ghost!" Danny called before two rings formed from his middle and went in opposite directions. Toby watched, his little puppy eyes wide.
'Intruder!' Thought the little "gaurd" puppy. So Toby had barked before scratching his way into Jazz's room, wiggling his way onto her bed, and trying in vain to wake her up. Danny hadn't realized it and flew out the window.
After that Danny was a little annoyed that the pup didn't sleep with him anymore but thought it was probably best for the pup. He was half-scared Toby's barking would bring his parents to his room, when he went ghost.
The following morning Danny walked down the stairs to the kitchen. First thing he saw was his mother trying to make pancakes in a Fenton Pan. Second thing was Toby laying on the counter, watching her every move. Every few moments Toby's tongue would poke out and lick his lips. Danny smiled at how adorable that was.
"Why is Toby on the counter?" Danny asked, walking over and picking his little puppy up.
"He wanted to be tall," Jazz replied from her seat at the table. Danny snickered and put him back on there.
"You like being tall?" he asked Toby in a baby voice, making the tiny tail wag like crazy. "You like being a huge, tall, muscular wolfie?"
Toby barked and put his front paws on Danny's chest and scratched. Danny put him on the floor.
"Danny, go get dressed. You need to go to Amity Pet Store and get somebody food because he can't keep eating ours," Maddie said,. When she said somebody she looked down at Toby, who stared back innocently. He suddenly wagged his tail and barked at her. "I know, that somebody is you."
"Okay. I'll go now with Dad," Danny said, taking a pancake with him. "Come on Toby!"
Danny began to run up the stairs, Toby hot on his heels until he reached the stairs. The small dog jumped, but he wacked his head on the step. It took him three tries before he figured out how to climb the stairs. Danny got dressed in his usaul white shirt with red trimming and oval-shaped thingy in the middle. Danny looked down at the puppy who was staring up at him with so much love in it's tiny eyes.
"We have to remember to get you a collar, and leash." Toby whined and placed his head on the floor, his paws covering his ears. Danny laughed and picked up the puppy. "Come on let's go."
Danny's POV.
In retrospect, I probably shouldn't have asked my dad to come with me to the pet store. First reason, he drives like a maniac. Toby was skidding all over the place in the back, barking every few minutes. Second reason, he has no sense of direction, we ended up and the Peir!
"Hey Dad. I think I saw a ghost over by the movie theater. You should go check it out." I said casually.
"A ghost! Of course I'll check it out," Dad jumped into his car. "See you later Danny!"
I shook my head and grabbed the wallet I had nicked from my Dad with one of my clones. I transformed into Danny Phantom and went to fly off, but Toby kept struggling.
"Toby, calm down. Toby!" The little dog was a fighter though. I finally changed back and he calmed down. I sighed. Looked like I was going to have to walk.
I got to Amitly Pet Store after half an hour and walked in. It was so cool and refreshing in there! I put the Toby in the toddler seat of the shopping cart, after folding my jacket as a cushion. Toby just laid down and enjoyed the ride.
"Freeloader." I told him. He barked at me. I quickly picked out a puppy chow, two bowls, some treats. Now I needed a collar. I looked at the variety of them, I looked back down at Toby, then at the collars, I picked out a white collar with tiny orange studs.
"Do you like this one?" I asked. Toby yipped happily and stood up on his hind legs. I laughed joyfully and placed the collar onto him. "Now for a leash..." I finally selected a long orange one. I turned back to clip it on Toby.
"Toby? Toby!" I saw Toby round the corner of the aisle. My eyes widened and I took after him.
"Come on Toby stop!" I told the pup.
"What are you doing here Fen-toad?" I looked up to see Dash with a bag of dog food over his shoulder and my puppy in the other.
"Um chasing my dog?"
"Well where is it?" Dash said it that intimidating tone. I pointed to his hand.
"This one!" He laughed, I glared. "Dude this is a chick dog!" Dash immediately howled with laughter.
"And what kind of dog do you have?" I snapped back.
"Rottweiler," Dash responded. I snorted.
"Pooki isn't a rottweiler," I smirked. Dash glared at me before walking away.
"Come on Toby, let's get you some toys." Toby's little ears perked up. I laughed and we went to go some toys.
A/N Did you like my modifications? The rest after this will be all mine.