The Ikeaverse!Puppy
Yeah, this is happening now...
Title: The Ikeaverse!Puppy
Rating: K+
Word Count: 750
Disclaimer: don't own them.
Summary: Laura decides a new baby isn't enough excitement for the Adamas...
A/N: Part of an open 'verse that begins with " Normaling."
Bill answered his cell phone after the second vibration cycle. It was the middle of his night class, which meant it was an emergency. Laura would never interrupt his learning, otherwise. Luckily he had scored some points with his professor, early on in the semester. Helena Cain was definitely a hard ass, but she wasn’t completely unreasonable. She knew his wife had just had their baby not long ago, and they were both very nervous parents. He’d disclosed that on the first night. So when his phone went off, he discreetly signaled to Professor Cain, and she waved him off, not without a disgusted look, but he’d pay the price for that later.
“Laura?”
“I think I made a mistake.”
He could have sworn he heard a dog barking in the background. “What’s wrong? Is Judy okay?”
“Oh, Judy’s fine. She’s with Kara and Sam at home.”
He sighed in relief, but then he remembered Laura should be home with them. “And where are you? And is that a dog barking?”
He could hear her sigh in the phone. “Yes. Remember what we talked about?”
He did remember. He also remembered they decided it wasn’t a good idea. “So you bought one?”
“Oh, Bill. You should have seen him. He was so cute, I just had to have him.”
He sighed. She’d gone behind his back and got a dog. They didn’t have a dog friendly lifestyle, and with Judy, it just wasn’t a good idea, but the deed was done, they’d have to live with it. “Get home safely, Laura. I’ll be there soon.”
“Are you mad?”
“A little, yes.”
“I think you’ll like him. He’s got a set of lungs on him, but he’s a sweet little guy.”
The dog didn’t seem to be barking as much anymore. Maybe he’d calm down. “I’m sure I’ll grow to love him.”
“Get back to class, Commander. Did Cain give you a hard time?”
That was right, he forgot about her. “No. It’s fine. Cain and I have an understanding.”
“Oh, okay. Good luck with that.”
“See you soon. I love you.”
“Even though I broke my word.”
“Yeah, always.”
He hung up, smiling. Maybe a dog wouldn’t be so bad.
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Laura had the dog-the puppy-a miniature dachshund she fell for immediately, in the back seat of her Sunfire. Actually, he was in a crate on the seat because the breeder said he should be crate trained. The puppy-she really needed to think of a name for it, thinking of it as “Puppy” wasn’t distinctive enough-didn’t like the crate. Not one bit. He made his opinion known loud and clear.
She’d had the animal for five minutes, and she could already tell he was as stubborn as she-and Bill-quite possibly the two of them combined. And he wouldn’t. Stop. Barking.
In a moment of panic, Laura pulled over. She called Bill. It didn’t matter that he was in class. It was an emergency.
Talking to Bill calmed her down-even if she did know he was more than a little pissed with her. They’d fight it out later, and then make up. They were good at both; although, they didn’t fight much. They had discussions.
Of course, she’d gone against their decision, acting on her own, and bought a dog she knew they’d have a difficult time caring for. But she took one look into those brown eyes that seemed much too big for his head, and she knew he was an Adama.
Laura put her phone away. Bill still loved her-not that she had any doubt of that-and he seemed perceptive to the idea of having another family member.
She had an idea about the dog too. She might regret it, but she’d let the dog sit with her. Maybe that would calm him down some. She got out of the car.
The dog barked even more, clearly worried he was going to be abandoned. But then she opened the back door, and crawled in so she could open the crate, and pulled him out of it. He stopped barking. Panting, whimpering, and wagging his tail instead. His tail was so long it could wrap around his body. The breeder promised he’d grow into it in a month or so. He was so small he could fit in her palm.
She closed the back door, and got back in the driver’s seat. The puppy sat in her lap, falling asleep almost immediately, as she started the engine again and headed home.
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