Thank you for reviewing Surprise! I still want twenty reviews for The First Dimension, but I thought I'd be nice and give you this chapter. Nobody told me what kind of dog Daphne and Fred should get, so I had to decide on my own. Please don't get mad. If you didn't notice, the first chapter is the same as the fifth. At three in the morning, I replaced (By accident) the first chapter with the fifth. It'll take me a while to get it back up, since I only wrote half of it down on paper. The rest I will have to rewrite. Just to let you know,this chapter takes place two weeks after the last chapter.
"He's cute, isn't he?" Fred picked up at toy rope and played tug of war with the Golden Retriever puppy. The puppy backed up, bumping his sister. Daphne looked down and smiled. She didn't want to get down to the puppies level. She would have a hard time even with Fred helping her up.
"Would you like to hold him?" The breeder came up behind her. She jumped in surprise.
"Uhm, sure." Fred stood up next to Daphne. The breeder, Anthony Kremlin, scooped up the puppy and handed him to her. The puppy licked her face. She laughed. The puppy wagged his tail.
"Sweetie?" Fred asked. Daphne immediately knew what Fred was asking her. She nodded.
"Okay, so how much should I write the check for?"
"Seven hundred." Anthony responded. Fred nodded, and took the puppy out of Daphne's hands. Daphne opened her purse, taking out the checkbook and a pen. Fred handed the puppy to the breeder, and Daphne hand the checkbook and pen to Fred. Anthony handed Daphne the puppy. She took it happily.
"Thank you." She said. Fred handed the breeder the check. Anthony looked at it, and when satisfied, stuck it into his pocket for safe keeping.
"No, thank you. Good bye." Anthony said, and gave the puppy on last affectionate pat on the head.
Daphne and Fred headed off towards the purple BMW, carrying their young puppy.
Daphne opened the front door for Fred. He lugged in the puppy's crate. With a relieved sigh, he set it down on the marble floor. For the first time, Daphne crouched down to open the crate door. The three month old puppy came out, wagging his tail. She looked up at Fred. "He went to the bathroom before he went into the car, right?"
"Yup." Fred held out his hand to help Daphne. She took it, making a face as she pulled herself up. Fred kissed her on the lips. She put her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. They both broke away when they heard the puppy howl. It had spotted one of the maids children, watching TV in the living room. Fred walked over and picked him up. The puppy stopped barking, and started to lick Fred's face. "Daph, make him stop!" Fred turned the dog's body around in a desperate attempt to stop it. Daphne took the dog and set in back down on the ground.
"We still have to come up with a name for him." Daphne said.
"You can choose a name." Fred sat down on the floor. Daphne stood for a moment, looking down at the puppy. It wouldn't be too hard for her to get back up. She sat down in between Fred's legs. Fred put his hands on her stomach. Daphne put her hands on top of his. The puppy came over to Daphne and sniffed her hands. She reached out to him. He jumped back and stuck his butt up into the air. It meant that he wanted to play with her.
"How about Anakin?" She asked.
"No. It doesn't fit him. He's not evil."
"I thought you were going to let me choose."
"That doesn't mean that I can't veto the name."
"Really?" Daphne turned and looked up at Fred. He pulled her closer. Daphne closed her eyes and put her head on his shoulder. She smiled. They could do this for a whole day. Just relax, and enjoy being in the others company. In fact, they had done it many times. Daphne opened her eyes when she felt a cold nose press against her leg. "What about Riley?" Fred looked at the puppy, reaching out with one hand to pet him.
"I like it. What about you?" Fred and Daphne smiled when the puppy sat down and howled his agreement.
"Riley it is then." Daphne said happily. Riley wandered around, sniffling at the couches lining the entryway.
"I wonder how Scooby's feeling."
"Fine I guess." Daphne said. She tensed, and her hand went up to where the bruise used to be. It had taken almost two weeks for it to heal. Fred tried to avoid talking about Shaggy, or anything relating to him, but Fred was quite worried about Scooby. He could see that Daphne was too.
"I'm so happy we have Riley." Fred said, quickly changing the subject. Daphne started to relax again.
It had taken about five days to find the breeder, Anthony Kremlin, and another couple to decide that they really wanted a Golden Retriever instead of a Great Dane. Even though they decided on a Golden Retriever, it still took them another week to actually see and get one, since Anthony said that they shouldn't get separated from their mother until they were three months old.
"I'm happy too." Daphne stifled a yawn. She wasn't ready to go to bed. It was only eight o'clock. It was exhausting to be pregnant. Even the old people had it easy.
"Are you tired?" Fred asked.
"No." Daphne yawned again. "Maybe."
"I'll put Riley in his crate. You go upstairs and put your nightgown on. Okay?" Daphne didn't look happy, but she nodded. Fred stood up, pulling Daphne with him. She walked up the stairs and disappeared from Fred's view. "Come here Riley." Fred called. Riley didn't respond. Fred walked over and picked him up and put him into the crate. He lugged the crate over to the elevator and got in.
Daphne had just gotten into bed as Fred came inside their bedroom. He put the crate close to the bed and went to get changed in the bathroom. When he came back, Daphne was sound asleep on his pillow. He smiled and grabbed her pillow. He knew she wouldn't give up his. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Daphne opened her eyes and rolled over. She heard something crying. "Riley?" She got out of bed and walked over to his crate. He stopped howling as she opened it. "Do you miss your mommy and daddy?" She asked. Daphne lifted up the puppy and carried it over to the bed. Fred opened his eyes as she set Riley down.
"What're you doing?"
"Riley's going to sleep with us." Riley went over to Fred and laid down next to him. Daphne clambered into the bed next to Riley. Fred rolled his eyes.
"Are you going to let our children do this?"
"Of course!" Daphne replied. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, listening to Riley snoring.