This one is kinda bad cause I've been having writers block and nothing to write about, sooooo, I'm sorry this took a while to upload and I'm sorry it's not up to the best standard but oh well :P
Its New Year's Eve and I know I was supposed to finish this for New Years buuuut I can't write nearly 30 fanfictions in a night, so im going to set my deadline (my official deadline now) to the day I first uploaded Day 1, so that's January something...Mer, I'll check the actual date later :P Thanks seddierules2468 for this idea!
~Charlotte~
Day 72 of 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: Dog
Freddie POV
The sun beamed down as Sam and I were walking back to my apartment in the middle of a cold winter day. We had just gone out and about so that we had something to do. Sam decided to poke a bee's nest and wake the angry bees that were hibernating in the winter, so they all came hauling out of the nest. She had run away but I wasn't as fast so I got stung several times while she laughed at me, she seemed to forget that I was extremely allergic to bees. Luckily the bees had only attacked my hand and I only got stung twice so nothing really serious happened.
As we were walking back to my house, Sam suddenly stopped so I ended up walking into her and tripping over. I fell on the floor but Sam did nothing.
"You could've helped me up!" I said as I dusted myself off.
"It's so cute," Sam said.
"Wha—?" I began but saw what she had said was cute. There looking at us behind a trash can, was a scruffy dog that looked like it was homeless and had been for quite a while. It's brown fur was sticking up from every end and it was shaking slightly in the cold.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Sam asked.
"I don't know," I said.
"Well go look," she shoved me a little closer to the dog.
I slowly walked towards the dog with caution; it didn't look afraid, just curious. I examined the dog for a second and came to my conclusion.
"Boy," I said.
"Okay," she said, "now what do we do with it?" She walked towards the dog and petted it.
"Careful Sam, it could have rabies or something!"
"Oh be quiet, Benson, it's harmless," she changed her voice as she said, "aren't you?" to the dog.
"You looked harmless once, but you're not," I retorted.
"Yeah, and don't you forget it." Sam then looked around its neck for a collar that was no existent. "What do we do with him?" she asked.
"I dunno, we should probably give him to an animal shelter," I said as I knelt down next to the dog and stroked it as Sam was doing.
"He looks like he suits the name Scruffy," she said.
"You think?" I said smiling. "Okay, Scruffy, we need to take you to an animal shelter."
"He looks really cold; can't we at least take him back to your house and bathe him or something?" Sam asked.
"Oh yeah, and have my mom find out that there was a flee-infested dog in her house?"
"Is your mom in right now?" Sam asked.
"No, but—"
"Come in, Scruffy! We're taking you to Freddie's house and we're gonna bathe you," Sam said to the dog.
"Wait, Sam, we can't just take him to my house!" I said, chasing after Sam who was already walking with a shaking Scruffy by her side.
"Sure we can, your mom doesn't have to know," she said as if it were obvious.
"But it's not that simple, my mom can smell a rat a mile off," I said.
"Scruffy's a dog, not a rat," she said.
"You know what I mean!"
"Oh chillax, Freddie, it'll be fine," Sam said as we walked into Bushwell Plaza.
"Fine," I accepted.
We were greeted by Lewbert shouting at us to get the 'flee-bag' out of his lobby. I got my key out to let us into my apartment, as soon as the door was open Sam and Scruffy hurried in there. Scruffy seemed to be enjoying the warm of my apartment and Sam seemed to enjoy the excitement the street dog had got out of the warmth.
"Come on, get him into the bathroom and run a bath," I told Sam.
"Okay," she said and told Scruffy to follow her into the bathroom.
There were tracks on my living room floor from where Scruffy had walked, but I felt sorry for the dog. No matter how much the dog had been through by being homeless, I couldn't feel angry at it for leaving footprints on my mom's freshly cleaned carpet.
Sam had run the bath and filled it with bubbles. Scruffy seemed reluctant to get it but finally he did and when he got in he sat there patiently and enjoyed the warmth of the bathtub. Sam and I got to work on trying to clean Scruffy even though that would go against everything Scruffy stood for (when we were finished cleaning him he wouldn't be scruffy anymore to be called Scruffy...) but that wouldn't matter. He would always be Scruffy to me and Sam.
"Who's a good boy?" Sam cooed as she stroked Scruffy behind his ears. "We're gonna miss you when we have to call the animal shelter," she continued.
"Yep," I said. For a moment a sly smile spread over my face but I erased it when I saw that Sam had seen. Before she could question why I'd looked like that, I splashed her with water.
Her face changed into an expression that looked like a fish as she realised what I had done, she then splashed me with water right where it looked like I had just wet myself.
"Sam!" I complained.
"You did it to me first!" she exclaimed, smiling.
"Yes, but you weren't supposed to do it back!" I said while laughing.
"Oh shh, Benson or I'll do it again. I think we've cleaned Scruffy up enough now," she concluded and she stood up.
I laid out quite a few towels for Scruffy to jump on so that it wouldn't turn into an Annie moment when her dog jumps out and then have to change her all over the house after making a huge mess. At least I think that's what happened...
"Come on Scruffy, you can jump out now," I said when I'd finished laying down the towels all over the bathroom floor.
He jumped out and Sam and I got splashed but luckily he didn't run away. He sat down on the towels as I let the bath out and Sam began to dry him off using towels. After a while, we finally got him dry enough to leave the bathroom and he didn't look so scruffy anymore. He padded through my house as Sam and I looked for something that could substitute for a leash and for some reason, I actually found something that was a leash in a box hidden in a cupboard. Weird...
We called the nearest animal shelter that looked nice and would treat Scruffy well, which we found online, and they told us to bring the dog over as soon as we could, so Sam and I decided to go right after feeding Scruffy something suitable for a dog which ended up being some chicken in the fridge.
"I'm really going to miss him," Sam said. We were walking down the street to go to the animal shelter that was a few blocks away. Sam was holding the leash attached to Scruffy.
"Yeah, it was love at first sight for you and him," I said.
"Yep," she said. "I hope they find him a good home. If they neglect Scruffy I swear to cheese I will be responsible for what happens to them, but don't tell anyone that or the cops will be able to find me."
"Don't worry, I've given up telling people all the bad things you're gonna do, I don't want to have to keep lending money to bail you out," I said.
"Good," she said.
We finally reached the animal shelter so Sam and I had to say goodbye to our dog.
"See ya, Scruffy, I'm gonna miss you. Oh, and if you're new owners aren't nice to you, bite them, run away and come and find me and Freddie, okay?" For some reason, Scruffy seemed to understand because he barked in confirmation. "Good boy," she said and scratched behind his ears one last time.
"Goodbye Scruffy, I hope they find a good home for you. We'll miss you," I said and he licked me and then licked Sam. We were bent down on the floor so he almost knocked us both over by the force of him jumping on us to lick us. Sam and I laughed and I stroked Scruffy and handed him over to animal shelter woman.
I could safely say that both Sam and I would miss Scruffy. It wasn't fair that we had so little time with him but neither me nor Sam would be able to look after him. We only had time for a couple of hours, but it really made a boring day better.
And most of all, it made me realise that that whole time we had Scruffy, Sam and I didn't argue or anything. It was settled: I would get a dog for me and Sam in a couple of years so that Sam wouldn't beat me up so much.
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