Dog Daze Afternoon
DISCLAIMER: This is just for fun and no profit is earned. I don’t own the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer of Belle & Sebastian
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Here is another Xander and Faith story. Thanks to Storyseeker for beta-reading this. As usual, if you have any comments or preferences, please don’t be shy. RandR.
Faith frowned at the odd little group moving along the road below them. “Is that them?”
“Fits the description,” Xander answered, sounding unsure himself. This was not what they had been led to expect. “They don’t look terribly dangerous.”
“We’re used to dealing with demons that think humans are yummy,” Faith reminded him. “A dog of anything like normal size isn’t gonna look like a threat.”
“True,” her partner allowed, “but this has seemed strange from the moment we took the job.” The chief constable in the small village they’d wandered into on their latest stop had been dubious about their claim to be bounty hunters, but had been willing to give them a try. The job, at first blush, had sounded simple enough. A wild dog was terrorizing the countryside. Then the constable mentioned the kid.
“The only way that made sense,” Xander reminded her, “was if the dog was trained to attack, and the kid was giving the orders.”
“We’ve seen weirder,” Faith nodded, watching the small party passing below their vantage point. “But looking at these two? I don’t buy it.”
“Me neither,” Xander agreed. Then he frowned. “Did I mishear or did that cop call the kid the dog’s accomplice?”
She nodded. “If he’s the top cop around here, it would explain why they can’t find a kid and two dogs walking down the main road.”
“Let’s go talk to them,” Xander suggested as he rose and headed down the hill toward the road. “Hey, kid!” The boy looked up as Xander descended the hill in a series of slides and hops, landing directly in their path. He held their attention effectively, so both were surprised when Faith appeared behind them. That put her closer to the large white dog which would be the most obvious threat if their instincts turned out to be wrong.
“We’d like a word with you,” she said, causing the dog to turn and growl in consternation over being surprised. “No need for that,” Faith shook her head. “We’re just curious if what the police say about you is true.”
The dog growled louder while the boy, who had to be eight at the oldest, stammered out denials. Faith gave a growl of her own, startling the dog into silence. “Muffle it Fido. I’m always lead bitch.” She locked eyes with the animal until it looked away with a soft whine. “Good girl,” Faith gave the large dog a scratch under the chin; then she looked to the boy. “So what’s your story? You’ve got every cop in northern Spain searching for you.”
“W-well, it’s my dog, they think-.”
“Arf!” Faith looked down to see a small white…something running around her feet. Its high pitched yapping made her want to plug her ears, the noise only ceasing when it paused to emit growls that were more cute than threatening.
“Huh,” Faith stepped carefully to avoid treading on whatever it was. “Remind me, Xander. Which one’s the white monster?”