Title: A new friend
Pairing(s): Merlin/Arthur actually, but not in this
Summary: Gwenny makes a new friend
Word Count: 638
Author's Notes: Sorry, not beta’d. A migraine kind of ran away with my weekend *pouts*, so I had to write this at the office today. At lunch break! Or coffee break!!! Or something! :D
This is another little drabble in the puppy-fic that you can find here For those of you who've never heard of it and don't want to read it (at least go and look at Merl's art! It's so worth it!), Merlin is the local vet and he met Arthur via his puppy Gwen, who's a golden labrador.
When Merlin let Gwen out of the car at the clinic, she ran onto the sidewalk and then stopped in her tracks before she started barking.
"Gwenny! Gwen! Stop it!"
Turning round to see what got their dog so excited, Merlin spotted an elderly lady in a wheelchair, who had stopped as well and stared at Gwenny.
Merlin reached for Gwenny's collar. "I'm sorry, she's just never seen a person in a wheelchair." He turned to the dog. "Gwen!"
Gwenny whined and looked at him and then at the woman, unsure of what to make of the situation.
"He's dangerous!" The woman didn't move.
"Gwenny's a girl and no, she's not, just excited and confused." Merlin smiled.
"She wanted to attack!"
Shaking his head, Merlin tried not to chuckle. "If she wanted to attack, she would have done it right away, not that she ever attacked anything or anyone. You saw her stopping and just standing there, right?"
The woman was still not convinced but nodded slightly.
"Would it be okay for you if we came a bit closer? So Gwenny could sniff and find out that you are not dangerous to her?"
"Only if you hold her collar!"
"I promise to not let go."
The woman nodded and Merlin came a bit closer. He held out his hand. "Hi, my name is Merlin and the giant furbaby here is, as you have heard already, Gwen. Her friends call her Gwenny."
Gwenny watched Merlin shake hands with the woman and then carefully sniffed at the wheelchair.
"I'm Maria," the woman looked from Merlin to Gwen and back. "I've had some bad experiences with dogs. Once fell out of this thing because one of them beasts jumped against it."
Gwen sat down and just looked at her with her most innocent puppy-face as if she understood that this was an important moment.
"And you know, young man, I've only moved here two weeks ago. The home for the elderly is closer to my daughter's place. So I don't know which dogs to trust yet. When you’re in my situation, you’ve got to be careful. At my age, a broken bone can be the end."
Merlin nodded. "I see. I hope you like it around here."
Her face turned sad. "It's not home."
Gwenny whined and scooted a bit closer.
Maria looked at her. "You're one of the good ones, right?"
"She is." Merlin smiled as he watched Gwen's nose inching its way towards Maria's hand. "And I think she would really like to be petted now."
Looking up at Merlin and then jerking back a little bit as Gwenny nudged her hand, Maria looked back at the dog for a moment. Very carefully, she reached out and stroked Gwen's head gently. "Yes, you are."
Gwenny wagged her tail happily and took the chance to lick Maria's hand.
"I think you've made a new friend." Merlin laughed. "Thank you for the chance to let her find out that people in wheelchairs are not dangerous and definitely need no barking at. I think we should go to work now, they're already waiting for us, Gwen." He said good-bye to Maria and took Gwen along to the clinic, even though she kept turning around to look at Maria, who smiled as she continued on her way.
"You know what I'm thinking, Gwenny?" Merlin hung up his jacket and pulled his denim work shirt on, "I mean...how about we'll talk to Gwaine and try to find a few others and then," he grinned when Gwenny tilted her head as she looked at him, "and then we'll make regular visits to the home and see if we can make a few more new friends?"
Gwenny barked once and then went to check if Freya, who just entered the place, had some treats for her.