Bloody Dog!
Summary: Juice's dog causes mayhem during a lockdown. Set at the end of season 1
Happy was sitting at the picnic table outside of the clubhouse, enjoying a beer and chuckling quietly to himself. The last few days during the lockdown had been hard on everyone but at least now it was over and thanks to Juice, who had smuggled his dog in at the beginning of the lockdown there had been more than a few smiles from people. He thought back to what had happened over the past few days and the mayhem that the dog had caused.
xXx
Happy was standing at the side of the full clubhouse, leaning against the piano when the last of the members and their famillies had entered the clubhouse. Clay, standing at the front of the crowd with Gemma and Jax was giving a welcoming speech to everyone. People were listening intently to the prez but in the background a yapping sound could be heard which everyone did their best to ignore, at least they did until Clay had turned and bellowed at Juice.
"HAVE YOU BROUGHT THAT BLOODY DOG OF YOURS?"
Juice blushed, biting his lower lip and looked nervously at the floor when everyone in the room had turned to stare at the socially inept Intelligence officer.
"WELL?" Clay glared at him.
Juice had mumbled about having no one who could take care of the dog while he was here in lockdown. Clay had looked like he was about to murder Juice but Gemma had reached out and touched her husband on his arm, giving him the 'look', Clay merely raised his eyebrows and shook his head as if in resignation.
"Well keep the bloody thing under control but...any trouble from it and it goes out the door and you with it, GOT ME?"
Pointing a finger in the luckless Juice's direction and giving the poor kid a stern look before returning to what he had been doing.
xXx
Later that evening after the dog had first managed to upset the old ladies who were doing food for everyone by jumping up on the side and pinching half the ham and then peeing on Piney's lap when it had got over excited. Piney obviously had not been amused and had threatened to shoot the dog, it had then been ejected from the clubhouse and strict instructions had been given to everyone present that the dog was not allowed back in.
Juice had disappeared from the main room and Happy knowing his friend as well as he did had followed. He was pretty certain that he knew what the lad was going to do and he'd followed him down towards his dorm room, waiting outside of Juice's room until he heard him within calling, "Max?...Hey Max come here."
Entering the room he had spotted Juice half hanging out of the window while he tried to scoop his dog up into his arms, he had been so preoccupied with trying to pick Max up that he had not noticed Happy until it was too late. Happy had merely walked up behind him and tipped him out the window to join Max outside. Juice had given a surprised yelp as he had landed on the hard ground managing not to land on Max and had pushed himself back up, spotting Happy grinning at him from inside his room. Happy pointed at him and Max who he had cradled in his arms before speaking to him.
"Clay told you and everyone present that your hairless rat was not to be allowed back into the clubhouse..."
"But..."
"But nothing. As you can't seem to obey Clay, you can sleep outside tonight as well."
Without another word to Juice he had slammed the window shut, locked it and returned to the main part of the clubhouse.
xXx
The following morning the club had been awakened by loud screams coming from outside of the clubhouse.
"GET HIM OFF...GET THE LITTLE FUCKER OFF."
People had spilled out of the door to see what was going on, they were stunned to find Kozic hopping about the lot with Max hanging off his nuts. The Tacoma SAA was screaming at anyone to get the dog off him, to shoot the little fucker, anything but get the dog to let go off his wedding tackle.
People had merely grinned at the sight of the big Tacoma sargent leaping about the lot with Juice's dog hanging between his legs, jaws locked upon his balls.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" Clay bellowed as he emerged followed by Tig.
One of the prospects warily approached Clay and explained to him that Koz had thought it would funny to wake up Juice, who had spent the night asleep on the picnic table with his dog, with a bucket of cold water. Max who had been curled up next to Juice had taken exception to such a rude awakening, had launched himself off the table and attached himself to Koz's person.
A sharp whistle from Juice and Max unattached himself from Koz's nuts and ran back to his beloved owner. Tig had come to stand beside Happy while they watched the spectacle of Koz dancing around the lot with a minature terrier swinging from his nuts.
"Good dog." Tig had grinned. "I knew there was a reason I liked that dog."
