"Typical," Wolf muttered under his breath. "That's just typical."
The spacious dining hall was packed as everybody in Smash Mansion got themselves breakfast. He had been waiting awhile to get the fuel he needed for the upcoming battles, but a majority of the food that had been prepared had disappeared by the time he got up to the long-stretching counter. He cursed at his rotten luck, wishing that he had gotten here a little bit earlier so he could breakfast before the rush of people woke up.
Most of the metal trays that stretched in a line, filled to the brim with food some time ago, were close to being empty. But that was thanks to folks like Bowser that overflowed their plate, not even thinking about saving something for everybody else. There was also Little Mac as well, who always said he carbo-loaded before doing major athletic training. And not to mention the other people that sometimes got themselves a second or third helping of something.
With a heavy sigh, Wolf strolled over to the end of the counter, over towards where the sweeter foods and utensils normally were. It was a good thing they still had one of the muffins with the crunch topping on it he always liked left. It wasn't hot like they were when they were fresh from the oven, but that was quite alright. This would just have to suffice for right now.
Better than nothing, he thought.
He grabbed it and put it on his tray, making his way over to one of the tables in the dining hall that wasn't occupied. Just as he was walking into that section of the mansion, he heard barking and someone sprinting towards him. It was the Duck Hunt duo.
"What do you want?" Wolf snapped as he turned his body around.
The brown dog responded with several barks, his tail starting to wag eagerly.
The gray wolf quickly realized that he was eyeing up the muffin he had resting on his tray. He uttered a laugh under his breath. "I don't think so, pup. You ever hear the old saying 'first come, first served?'"
The dog stuck its tongue and let out a bark that was louder than the ones before it.
The tall lupine just shook his head in response. "Look," he said, "don't you have any buried bones you need to retrieve or something? There's barely anything left to eat by the time I get up here, and I just want to enjoy my meal in peace. You understand?"
The dog looked at the duck that was right beside him, exchanging looks that appeared to be of disappointment. He then looked back over at Wolf with wide and sad-looking eyes, and he started to whimper loudly as he held a front paw up in the act of begging.
The people seated a short distance from the breakfast bar overheard the whimpering, and they started to look back and see what was going on.
With others now looking over at him, Wolf rolled his eyes and grunted. He didn't need somebody going hungry this morning on his conscience, so it was best he just gave what he had on the tray to him. Tearing the wrapper off the muffin, he threw it onto the ground where the dog and duck were. "Here," he sighed. "I'm sure this is a lot tastier than whatever you normally. Enjoy."
The begging suddenly seized. The dog walked off happily, holding the muffin in his mouth. His duck companion followed his steps shortly afterwards.
The duo happily strolled out of Smash Mansion. Once the two were outside, the two sneakily made their way down the stone steps and over towards their spot.
The brown-furred pup dropped the muffin onto the ground, holding a paw over his mouth to cover up his laughter. The duck that followed him cane waddling from behind a moment later, and the two looked at what food they managed to receive this morning.
There was a small pile of breakfast food sitting in front of them. Among the items they received was several strips of bacon, two links of sausage, toast (which would be for the duck), and the muffin that they just got from Wolf. In short, they got quite a load of food today.
They started to score loads like this through a sly tactic that they devised, the one that worked not only on Wolf but on several others that managed to fall for it. It was a matter of simply approaching somebody with a piece of food that looked good and cutely begging for it. If it wasn't an immediate success, the puppy dog eyes, his secret weapon, had people fall for it everytime.
No one could just turn their back on the puppy dog eyes. It was a known fact.
With their morning mission accomplished, the duo started to dig into what they wanted out of the array of food laying out before them.
Author's Note: I know that I just wrote a story that features Wolf awhile back, but this one just popped into my head and I felt like writing it. I promise that I'll be writing about some other characters real soon. :)
Anyway, let me know what your thoughts were on this one. Your feedback, good or bad, is always gladly appreciated.
'Til next time! :)