Three Drabbles - Sylar and Mr. Muggles

[thewatchmaker]

Character: Sylar and Mr. Muggles
Author: thewatchmaker
Fandom: Heroes
Word count: 300
Rating: G
Prompts:
Lucy Van Pelt: [Snoopy licks her face] Ugh! I've been kissed by a dog! I have dog germs! Get hot water! Get some disinfectant! Get some Iodine!. for scifi_muses

The First Meeting –

The yapping began before I finessed the door open with telekinesis, and the little orange terror snapped at me. I nearly sent the fluff ball into the far corner of the Bennet’s living room. I mean it wouldn’t be all that difficult to kick the stupid dog into next week especially wearing the nice work boots I scored at Primatech on my way out.

Then I noticed the tail wagging, and he stepped away to let me inside. “Good dog,” I said, scooping him up and let him lick my face. “Now show Uncle Sylar where Claire Bear’s bedroom is.”

The Second Encounter –

Claire hit me so much harder than I expected. She didn’t hit like a girl at all. Nathan and Noah should both be proud of her. I hit her bedroom floor, dazed and pissed off. I was caught in that shadow spot where my brain tried to shut down, so I could pass out. My eyes drifted shut, and then I was jerked wide awake.

It was slick. Slick and warm and it slithered up my nostrils, clearing any fogginess from my brain. “Nice tongue you got there, Muggles. Let’s not try to lick my brain through my nose, OK?”

The Third Date –

“Daddy it’s a dog!” Noah ran across the room flailing towards Mr. Muggles. Muggles quivered and ran away, playing tag with Noah until they both ended up on the sofa. Giggles and snorts filled the air as the dog licked Noah’s face and hands. “Is he my dog?”

“We’re taking care of him for your Auntie Claire.”

“But we live here now, so he’s my dog?” Noah wrapped his arms around Muggles and looked at me.


“Yeah, he’s your dog.” I carried in our boxes and set them down. “But you have to help take care of him.”

“Deal Daddy!”