Benny wants a bulldog

by AngelxSchunard

Benny is around the age of five years old and he keeps asking his father for a pet. He wants a bulldog, and keeps asking but his father refuses to let him get one until he caves in because Benny disappears and is caught playing with a puppy bulldog.

Benny the age of five was walking with his father Benjamin Coffin II.. "Daddy.. Can I get a dog?" His father looked down at his son who was smiling almost toothless. "No Benjamin, you will get hurt, besides your too young."

They continued to walk down the street into Sam's Deli for a sandwich.. "Daddy... Can I get a dog?" Benjamin looked up with the same smile as his father couldn't help but laugh.

"No not now Benny you're too young." Benjamin went up to the counter and ordered them some lunch. They found a table and sat down. The little child kicked his feet against the chair pouting.. "I promise I won't get hurt with a dog!"

His father sat down. "If you could get a dog what kind would you want?" The five year olds eyes widened as looked up with a happy face at his father... "I want a bulldog!" He smirked.

"Number 23.. Number 23 your order is ready..." Benny's father got up. "Wait right here son..." Benny nodded and waited for his father to get back. Once Benjamin Coffin II was back with their food and drinks, when his father had gotten back and Benny was no where to be found.

Benjamin Coffin II put the food down and ran to look for Benny. There Benny was outside playing with the bulldog. Benjamin Coffin II ran to his son and hugged him tightly.. "Don't you EVER do that again!" He said with a worried tone and hugged his son once more.

Benny looked up at his father. His lower lip was quivering.. "Did.. did I scare you daddy?" Tears were in his eyes.. "Yes you did.. Please don't ever do that again." He said while wiping is tears. Benny nodded.. "I'm sorry.. But daddy.. Can I have a dog?" He looked up into his father's eyes with glee. Benjamin Coffin II caved in and looked back at the man who was selling the bulldog puppies.. "Yes, son, since your birthday is next week, happy early birthday."

Benjamin Coffin II paid for the puppy, took their doggy platters and headed back to Westports. "So… Benny, what are you going to name him?" The five almost six year old looked up at his father.. "Peppermint." He smiled looked back at the sidewalk toward home. His father laughed but didn't say a word. And from that day on Benjamin Coffin III went home happily a week before his birthday with the little bulldog named Peppermint