Can we keep it?
“WHAT IN THE WORLD-“
“Shh! Mr.Stark you’ll wake her! She’s sleeeeeeeeping,” Peter hovered protectively over a furry mound on the couch.
“Peter I will ask you this one time. Why is there a yorkie on my couch?” Tony looked straight at Peter who felt like shrinking under his gaze.
“Well actually Mr.Stark, it is a yorkie- Australian Shepard mix. And I know you don’t want a dog but her name is Moose and I love her.”
Tony rubber his temples and sighed, “Jesus kid, where did you even get it?”
“MJs neighbors’ dog had a bunch of puppies and this one was the runt and no one wanted her so I they gave her to me for free and I refuse to give her back,” Peter stared at the billionaire with puppy dog eyes, “can she stay here? I’ll feed her, clean up after her, and take her on walks but my apartment doesn’t allow dogs and the tower has it’s own park on the roof so it would be perfect. Please?”
When the kid looked like that how could you say no? Besides he could give the pup a room on his and Peter’s floor and Peter comes over often enough he could take care of moose more often than not.
“Ok.”
Peter shot up of the couch,” thank you thank you thank you! This is amazing! I’m so ha-“
Peter was interrupted by Moose barking at the sudden action. She jumped off the couch and ran around their feet, all 15 pounds of her ready to fight.
“Don’t make me regret this kid, okay?”
“Yeah but look at her you wouldn’t get rid of a little baby pup would you?”
“Don’t assume I have feelings.”
“Whatever Mr.Stark. Moosey-Goosey come here baby.”
Peter knelt down and went to pick up the small blur below them. He grabbed at her but she only barked and nipped at his hands.
“Ok well that won’t work.” Peter laughed as he tried again to get Moose.
Tony moved over and sat on the couch next to where the dog had been, “Lemme try something.” Tony gestured to the spot next to him and Peter sat down. He patted the couch next to him and Moose froze. She turned and looked at the pair. Tony repeated the action and moose jumped onto the couch.
“Woah how did you know that would work?” Tony turned to peter to see if he was joking but Peter’s wide eyes showed he wasn’t. He laughed and asked, “haven’t you ever interacted with a dog?”
Peter smiled sheepishly and turned red, “No our apartments never allowed it and we couldn’t really afford it. I mean Skip had one but,” the smile left Peter’s face but quickly returned,” anyways no I’ve never played with a dog before.”
“And you still got one without asking?”
“Well look at her Mr.Stark she’s adorable!”
Tony laughed and nodded. He looked at the curled up ball of fur next to him and then to Peter. He was softly petting her, careful to only go with the grain of her fur, and whispering quiet compliments to her. God this kid was precious.
Without stopping his affection giving he added, “oh and she peed over there before you came in.”