Happy New Year everyone, To start 2019 off Here's something that I hope you enjoy!
-3 Days Later-
Marinette was coaxed awake from her warm bed by the sudden assault of something wet and slobbery being dragged up and down her face. "Teddy!" the girl chided, trying to sound stern but failing as she broke out in giggles, pushing a very persistent German shepherd away with a light push. But the dog wouldn't leave her a chance to fall back asleep, catching her comforter and sheets in his mouth and pulling them off and away from her body just as she wiped away the drool that he had left on her cheek.
The blackette groaned in acted agitation, relenting as she said "alright, alright I'm up!" with a bit of underlying laughter as she rose from the mattress careful not to wake a sleeping Tikki, running a hand like a comb through her unbound hair and patting down the random cresses in her pajama shirt and shorts, her pet sitting patiently beside her.
Teddy, as she had named him after catching the dog sleeping with a stuffed bear, had completely rebounded from his injury miraculously much to the surprise of her parents and the vet, even gaining the poundage to be considered healthy for his unusually large size. The dog turned to quite thankful for the care that it had received from Marinette as well, staying close to her side most of the time when she was awake these past days. Her parents had softened up to the dog as well, even though they were originally adamant about finding a home for him elsewhere, she supposed that they came to give him theirs after they saw just how much the dog had taken to her, and to show their own gratitude after she fully recounted the events of what had happened the night that she had brought him home, excluding of course the fact that she was ladybug.
However, her was a little bit above the standard house pet, his shocking size not included, Teddy wasn't the friendliest canine except when he interacted with Marinette or her parents, being regal and stiff with other dogs that were close to his size and seeming to act imposing towards the smaller breads that would get too close rather than playful, but still occasionally exchanging pleasantries with them. Yet, when it came to other people stead of an air of caution, he was flat out distrustful, having bared his fangs more than once at the veterinarian to where the blackette and her father had to hold him and even random people they passed on the street when she took him out.
When they had asked the doctor, he explained that it was just something of a mindset with him; a by-product of having possibly grown up on the streets for most of his life and having to content with other animals for food.
It would take him a while to adjust to his new living.
The raven-haired girl stroked the fur down the dogs' neck, "let's go see what's for breakfast" she said Teddy barking in apparent agreement before following her down the steps of her loft to the floor of her room and through her trapdoor into the greater of their home.
They were met with the site of Marinette's parent already at the table eating a not so modest stack of toast and assorted pastries on a plate in the middle. "Good morning!" the blackette bid finding her place on one of the stools and collecting some food for her own plate, Teddy finding a plate for himself filled with different scrapes of meat.
"Good morning, Good morning you two!" her parents returned, her mother leaning down to pat Teddy's side and her father reaching over to plant a large kiss on her temple. He stood a moment later, taking a generous drink from the mug of warm coffee that he held then sat on the counter once it was drained "I've got to say Marinette" he began with a toothy smile "old Teddster here serves as a better alarm than your clock ever did" he teased. "Papa!" the girl groaned angerly as the giant laughed heavily aloud, leaving to the door to attend to the bakery, having left a large batch of confections to bake in the oven after having made them over an hour earlier.
Sabine cleaned up her husbands place that he had left barren of food after finishing her own meal, giving her daughter a few more pieces from the pile as she ate what was left of her first serving before taking it all up entirely.
"So sweetheart, do you have any plans for today?" she inquired placing the dishes in the sink, the girl replying with a short nod of the head and saying "I'm going to take Teddy out for a walk in the park since his leg's better". She took her plate and reached down for Teddy's as he barked and licked his teeth showing his completion with it, taking it over to the sink next to her mother and helping to clean the mess and stow the dishes. Her mother then left to join tom in the bakery, Marinette going back to her room to quickly change. Pulling of her sleepwear and putting on a snug pair of jeans and a soft faded blue cotton shirt with an embroidered daisy on the shoulder and a pair of converse, deciding to leave her hair as it was instead of putting it in their usual pig tails, running a brush through her dark tresses.
Teddy waited patiently as ever in his regal pose watching as his human moves around and went up to the bed where she roused the small red being of power that called itself Tikki. The proud canine remembering a very enjoyable conversation with her concerning his new home and family.
Marinette transferred the kwamii carefully into the purse that she had made from the shirt given to her by her grandmother for her last birthday. Yet before she made to set out with Teddy she stopped at the foot of her stairs and turned to her desk situated below the loft and motioned for the animal to come to her.
Teddy stood and walked forward, curious as to what she was doing as she picked up something made of fabric that he saw her messing with the night before and kneel to meet him. He felt her wrap the creation around his neck and latch it comfortable in place, the dark-haired girl stepping back and admiring her handy work with a happy smile.
Around his neck and hanging low enough to reach his chest, was a headkerchief of a solid deep red with his name inscribed in big black letters that she had fix a buckle to so that it could serve in place of a traditional caller. Marinette didn't think that many people would feel comfortable with a large dog walking around without some identification to show that he wasn't a random rabid street dog even though she knew that he was good about staying close. She had also managed to sew in her address across the fabric the fabric opposite of his name.
Her dog looked and shifted, finding and accepting his new attire with a low whine and bark, licking the face of his owner in appreciation.
Marinette laughed and rubbed his ears, standing and saying "let's go!".
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Happy 2019 all! RAYTRCK OUT!
