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Tintin lay awake in his bed, staring at the ceiling, and wondering what Snowy would be doing if he was still alive. Would he have found a nice home with nice people? Would he wander around the streets, wondering if Tintin was there somewhere? Or would be not be alive at all? Tintin shivered at the thought, and turned on his side, facing the wall. He thought about Bella, and wondered why the Captain got her. He felt like he was betraying Snowy by keeping her, but he didn't want to hurt the Captain's feelings. He thought for a moment, before making his dissection, and turned over once more, and fell asleep.

Snowy knew Tintin well. The next morning, he and the Captain had breakfast in the dining room. Bella was gobbling down her food in the kitchen. Tintin cleared his throat.

"Something you want, Tintin?" Haddock asked, looking up from his morning paper.

"Yes, well, no," Tintin replied. "I was wondering…"

"Yes?" Haddock urged.

"Would you like to have Bella?"

"What do you mean? Don't you like her?"

"Oh, no," Tintin replied. "She's very nice, but it feels like I'm betraying Snowy, so I thought I would give her to you." Haddock grinned broadly, and chuckled as he spoke.

"Tintin, my boy, somehow, I knew you'd say that." Tintin took that as a yes, and smiled, returning to his breakfast.

"If Snowy were alive, he would probably be in Italy," Tintin said that afternoon as he walked around the manor with Captain Haddock. "That's near where we were when it happened."

"What are you saying?" the Captain asked.

"I'm saying I'm going to Italy to look for him," Tintin replied. "If there's any chance of me finding him, it's that way." He kicked a small pebbled with his toe, and sighed. "I hope he's okay."

"He's a smart dog, lad," Haddock assured him, smoking his pipe. "I'm sure he's fine."

"Oh, I know he's smart," Tintin agreed. "He'll know how to survive. But even with that knowledge, I just can't stop worrying about him."

"I know what you mean," Haddock said.

"Then it's settled," Tintin said. "I'm going to Italy. Today." He hurried back to the house to pack what he would need. Haddock smile, nodding in agreement, until he realised what Tintin had said.

"What?" he asked, though Tintin was gone. "You must be crazy, Tintin!" He ran after him, shaking his pipe in silent protest.

He found Tintin in his room, packing a small shoulder bag with a few clothes, and some money.

"You can't be serious," Haddock said.

"Oh, but I am," Tintin replied, fastening the bag and putting it over his shoulder. He grabbed his trench coat, and headed out the door. "I'll catch a train, or walk if I have to."

"But… but…"

"Nothing will make me stay, Captain. My mind is made up." He went down the hall, Haddock following behind, protesting all the way. As Tintin reached the front door, the Captain declared loudly.

"I'm coming with you!"

Tintin turned to face him, a smile growing on his face.

"Somehow, I knew you'd say that."

Haddock got his things gathered together in a bag similar to Tintin's, and grabbed Bella on their way out the door.

"You're bringing her?" Tintin asked, gesturing to the pup.

"She needs experience on the field," Haddock replied. "If she's going to stay with us, she certainly will be going on adventures." Tintin smiled, and they went out the door. Nestor called to them.

"Sir, will you be wanting this?" He held out the Captain's hat. Haddock snatched it from him.

"You're darn right I want it," he replied, good-naturedly. "Now let's get moving, lad."

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