Fix Him | By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Fix Him
Fandom: Avengers
Chapter: 41
Character: Phil, Clint
Word count: 959
AN: Late, I know. I'm just tired today. *yawns cutely*
*~*~*~*“Come on, lover boy, you know you want one,” Clint wheedled, holding up a small dog. He knew that they wouldn’t be able to have anything bigger then say a Chihuahua or a terrier since they lived in an apartment, but still. He wanted a puppy and the humane society was holding an adoption drive. He had always wanted a dog but had never gotten one due to the fact that he had always been on the move.But now, he had a lover. He had a home that he came back to every night, at least when he wasn’t on a long mission. And he had the time to spend with both lover and dog now. So Clint was going to convince Phil that getting a puppy was a good idea, starting with the little ball with stubs for legs puppy in his hand.He was a solid black but they had been told that it was most likely that he would gain other colors later since he was only a month old. He whimpered and his little tail wagged happily as the little ball of fluff tried to lick at Phil. Phil just gave him an odd look and took the puppy, scratching it behind his ears and getting a happy, tiny whine.“What is he?” Phil asked, eyeing the small dog in his arms. “He looks like a ball with stubs for legs.”“He is, since he’s currently only a month old at the moment,” Clint chuckled, looking at the little clip board that hung from the cage. “He has had his all needed, current shots but is due in for a few more after he’s been adopted. He does need to be fixed but they want to wait until he’s six months old so his balls have time to descend,” he read off, raising an eyebrow.“What happened to his mother?” Phil asked, flipping the dog onto his back and rubbing at his stomach, getting another sound from the small puppy.Clint found that note and made a small noise of sadness. “Rat poison. His sister didn’t make it either though, but that was because both of them had been abandoned by the side of the road during that one heavy rainstorm. She got sick and died about three days ago,” he said, shaking his head.“Poor little guy,” Phil hummed, finding himself unwilling to let the dog go as he fell asleep in his arms. “Does he have a name yet?” he asked, getting a head shake from his lover. “Well, I suppose, since he likes me so much, we’ll have to take him home with us.”Clint smiled brightly and hugged his lover close, getting a squeak from the dog between them. He knew that Phil had a hard time giving up anything up when it had a sad story behind it, just like he had with Clint and Natasha.Chuckling softly, Clint went off to talk with one of the workers so that they could adopt the small puppy and get his records. They had already been cleared to adopt when they found the one that they wanted, the archer having already done the paperwork before hand. Phil chuckled softly and shook his head as he turned to look at the sleepy little puppy dog.“Now, what are we to call you?” he asked, stroking behind one ear. He could already tell that the puppy was going to be oddly shaped but would still be adorable. Kind of like Clint when he wasn’t on somewhere high up and forced to be on the ground. Chuckling when all he got was a yawn in answer, he stroked over the plump little belly and looked up when his lover and the one who cared for the puppy walked up.“I see you want to take our little boy home,” the man said, smiling brightly and rubbing his hands together in anticipation. They had been worried that the little boy puppy would follow after his mother and sister but it was highly likely that he would continue to live once adopted.Phil smirked and nodded his head, holding his new pet in his arms. “Yes, my partner here talked me into adopting the little guy for Christmas,” he huffed, getting a low chuckle from the worker and a loving smile from his lover.“Aww, you know the moment you saw the little ball of fluff that you would go for it,” Clint drawled, reaching out and scratching behind the dogs ears.“It looks as if he’s bonded with you already. Come on, I have a list of things you’re going to need, a pet carrier for him and the paperwork all ready for you,” the worker said, turning around and leading the way back to his office. Once the paperwork was done, the temporary tags engraved with the now named Westerfield’s information, and the things that the puppy would need, the two headed home, Clint holding Westerfield in his arms the entire time.“I can’t believe that I agreed to this adoption,” Phil grumped good naturally, shaking his head as Westerfield growled as he chewed on a toy just as big his own body in Clint’s lap.“Aww, but you know that he’s adorable and just as sassy as you are,” Clint chuckled, rubbing between the tiny ears of his new pets head. He chuckled softly and picked up the little dog, hugging him close and getting a squeak.“That is true,” Phil chuckled, reaching over and giving Westerfield a quick scratch before continuing to drive. “You’re luck you’re cute to.”“Hey!” Phil just chuckled as Westerfield returned it with squeaky barks.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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