Disclaimer: Tintin and all characters, settings, and ideas referenced to from the comics © Hergé.

A/N:I've been trying to work on writing dialogue, so that's how this Drabble popped up. I hope you enjoy it!

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Present

It was a peaceful evening at Marlinspike Hall when Captain Haddock, Tintin, and Snowy returned from their short trip to Spain. They'd arrived just before the sun had gone down which allowed them time to unpack and then spend a few relaxing hours planning their next trip, before going to bed. Or at least, it would have been a peaceful, quiet evening of relaxing if Snowy hadn't spent the past half an hour chasing the cat around the house, much to his owner's annoyance.

"Ah, Tintin! You couldn't fetch me that bottle of whisky from that table over there, could you?" the Captain said when Tintin walked back into the lounge room, gesturing to the bottle that sat next on the table next to the fireplace. He'd left it there by mistake and only realized where he'd put it when his friend had returned from finally finding Snowy. "I'd go get it myself, but I figured as you were already there…" he trailed off, waving his pipe.
"Sure, it's no problem," Tintin told him, giving a quick smile and walking over to where the Captain was pointing. "This one, is it?"
"That's the one!"

Tintin picked it up and brought it over, placing it on the table next to the Captains chair.
"Thanks, lad." He took the bottle gratefully and carefully uncapped the top, pouring the whisky into his empty glass before becoming distracted by a faint whining noise coming from just beside his chair. He peered over the armrest slowly to find the white fox terrier, Snowy, staring up at him. He frowned at the hopeful, pleading look the dog was giving him and promptly moved the drink out of sight.

"And what do you want, eh?" he said, setting the bottle down in the middle of the table. "Snowy, old fellow, the day I give you my Loch Lomond will be the day that I shave my beared off. That is to say, never."
"What's this?" The Captain looked up to see Tintin's mildly amused expression. "You're doing what?"
"I was just telling your troublesome little friend of yours here," he nodded towards the dog beside him, "that I won't be sharing my whisky with him any time soon."
"Well, thank heavens for that. Snowy, come here!" Tintin called, not wanting Snowy to develop a habit of begging. Most of the time his dog was fairly well behaved and he wanted to keep it that way.
"Say, Tintin, I- uh… how did you get Snowy?" the Captain asked after a moment, the thought only just coming to him then as he watched his friend gently pick Snowy up and put him on the sofa. He was a little surprised that he hadn't asked this question before, in all the time they'd known each other it hadn't cross his mind until now. "I don't think you've ever said."
Tintin raised his eyebrows. "Haven't I?"
"Not that I can remember," the Captain replied, sitting back and giving a shrug. "I know you had him when I first met you, somehow, but I never asked. How long have you had him?"

Tintin fell silent, contemplating his answer.
"I've had Snowy for as long as I can remember," he said finally, talking slowly as though he was still thinking about it. "Honestly, I can't recall a time when I didn't have him. I think he was a gift from someone, but I don't quite know."
"You can't remember?" the Captain repeated, sounding incredulous. Tintin was hardly someone to have a faulty memory, let alone at his young age. "Thundering typhoons, it can't have been that long ago, surely."
"Hm… it is strange," Tintin admitted and looked down at Snowy, his expression thoughtful. "I've just assumed he's always been with me, I haven't really considered how and why. But it doesn't really matter, does it?" he added, smiling and patting Snowy on the head. "So long as we're together, what can go wrong?"

The Captain refrained from answering that question, despite the many examples of previous experiences coming to mind.
"Yes, what indeed."

A/N: Again, like always, reviews and constructive criticism is helpful! Thank you for reading!

Also, my updates may become a lot less consistent, so bare with me. I've started rereading all the Tintin comics again, so that's part of the reason why.
Another reason is my body clock is set so I fall asleep around 8:30am, and wake up at 4:00pm. I need to fix that. Somehow.

A special thanks to the reviewers also! Allow me to shower you in confetti and throw a parade in your honour~