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It's not puppy love chap 1

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Belle liked living alone above the library, but she did miss Rumple's company. Actually she just missed him. However, her resolve needed to stay firm. Belle found herself walking through the town, this cloudy sunday, and ended up in front of the Storybrooke pound. It only took a second for her to decide to go in.

"Hello. I believe I'd like to adopt a dog today." Belle said to the man sitting behind the desk. He looked up from his newspaper and then pressed a button on the desk. It unlocked the door to the back and opened it. Belle had never met someone so rude in all her life. She walked through to the back.

Many dogs were barking through fenced cages. Many dogs were at the gate, eagerly wagging their tails. Belle found a beautiful cocker spaniel in one of the cages. She ran back to the door. "I found the dog I want to adopt. How much?"

"Depends on the type of dog." He answered getting up.  

"The cocker spaniel."

"Seventy-five."

"Okay," Belle reacted into her purse and pulled it out. The only reason she had any money was that so many people were excited about the library and most of them either forgot to renew or return the books by the due date. Thus a lot of fees had been earned upon their return.

The apartment was already furnished and just needed cleaning. Rumple had already brought her clothes over, and when he did, they had tea. It felt good to spend time together with no secrets between them. She even kissed him goodbye. However, Belle was lonely between the times working in the library. Her books lent some comfort but not enough. She'd never lived alone.

Belle was led back to the cage with the cocker spaniel in it. "Her name is Lady and she's a year old. She's a good girl, never caused any trouble here." Something then occurred to her. If she was lonely then he must have been lonely - so lonely, so long. Now he was in that big house all alone again. No, she had to remain firm. He had to learn that you can twist words and toy with people.

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It was another typical morning, Rumplestiltskin woke up and rolled over to disappointment. Yet again he forgot that his beloved Belle had moved out. Maybe it was his wonderful dreams of her that made him forget every morning. He got dressed and then went down to make a little something, most likely a single piece of toast. Belle would usually get on him about not eating enough in the mornings and how it was the most important meal of the day. He'd fix her breakfast since she hadn't yet figured out the utilities. This is what worried him the most about her living alone. Granted, Granny's was right across the street, but greasy dinner food would be unhealthy on a daily basis. He knew that she had been relying on Granny's for food survival. He'd have to make priority on teaching her how to use the kitchen hardware. He knew his Belle was intelligent and extremely capable when she had an idea of what she was working with; however an oven, microwave, and toaster were not part of her repertoire.

Rumple popped the toast in his mouth, grabbed his cane, and headed for the door. He grabbed his keys off the side table and opened the door. Once outside the door, he stopped when he saw a grey mutt padding across the yard towards him.

This fellow showed up the day he gave Belle the library. He had closed up shop early that day and headed home. When he got home, he didn't even go in; instead, he sat on the porch steps for some time. It was dusk when the dog strolled up to him. The dog sat down and watched him. For a few minutes, Rumple just ignored him. However, the dog stayed put, staring at him. It made him wonder if the dog sensed his lonely misery. The dog continued to watch him. Rumple found himself smiling and offering his hand. The mutt stood up, walked up the stairs, and sniffed his hand.

"So what shall I call you my friend?" Rumple said to the dog. The mutt ran back down the stairs and began running around the yard. "Well, you're a stray that roams the town. A vagabond. A tramp." Rumple said thoughtfully. At his last word, the dog started jumping up and barking. "So you go by Tramp - interesting." He said with a grin. Tramp ran back up the stairs and sat beside him. Rumple reached over and patted Tramp's head. "Are you tired of living off the streets or did you just sense my mystery?" Tramp just looked at him, and Rumple sensed in his stare that both statements were correct. "I'll let you enter my home on two conditions: one, I give you a bath. Two, don't tear up and/or destroy my house." Rumple said looking him square in the eye. Tramp whined as he didn't like the ideal of a bath too much. "That's the deal - take it or leave it. " Rumple said holding out his hand. Tramp sat for a moment and then put his paw in Rumple's hand. They shook on it, and the deal was made.

That deal was made two weeks or so ago, but every time Gold tried to grab him to give him a bath, Tramp would bolt. Gold wasn't about to try and run down a dog with a bum leg. It was starting to look like he'd have to resort to magic; he didn't want to, but it was starting to get ridiculous. He'd already bought all the things needed for the dog and it wasn't cheap. Since Tramp hadn't been bathed yet, he was sleeping on the porch. That was the deal.
as when i posted the pic for my other story on here--- if this pic is someone from here. i mean no disrespect.... i honestly can't remember where i got it. but i'll change it just let me know.

this is after the crocodile, AU, both belle and rumplestiltskin take in a new companion that might bring belle and mr. gold together again and possibly even closer.

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ImaWriter's avatar
aww  cute!  the  second  story  've  read  where  Rumple  strikes  a  deal  with an animal  the other  was a cat!