Fic: Man vs Dog (And Cat)
Title: Man vs Dog (And Cat)
Fandom: Dragon Age 2
Characters: M!Hawke/Anders, Serah Whiskers, Dog
Summary: In an attempt to beat his losing streak against his dog, Hawke attempts to recruit the cat.
Previous Parts: Sore Loser
She's staring at him with her big eyes. It's distracting, but he's determined.
"All right, use that card there," he says and points out the one he means.
She tilts her head at him.
"You've got a good hand, better if you get rid of that one and pick up another."
She continues to stare.
"Maker's...That card. Right there in front of you."
She turns and wanders away.
Anders, who has been watching the entire scene, blinks then shakes his head. "Are you trying to teach the cat to gamble?" he says.
"Yes," comes the answer, short and slightly annoyed. Hawke stands up from the floor where he's been sat for the last half hour. He's surprised the cat stayed so long.
"Did you feed her, like I asked you to?"
Hawke looks sheepish, glancing in the direction the cat has just disappeared to. Anders groans.
"Remind me just why you were trying to teach her?"
Hawke mumbles something and Anders raises an eyebrow, now unsure if he wants to hear it.
"So she could beat Damian and win my money back."
Anders opens his mouth to say something however his mind goes blank and he shuts it again. He settles for shrugging helplessly and going to find Whiskers.
~
Hawke is determined. Whenever Whiskers approaches him, he tries to entice her into another game with promises of treats and whatever else he can think of. She is having none of it. She bats the cards across the floor enjoying that game far more, ignores him completely or simply follows the dog when it wanders in. Hawke despairs. He's never going to get his money from his cheat of a dog.
He finally manages to get the cat to sit still for two minutes, he suspects because Damian is curious to what he's doing as well, Whiskers seems to prefer the dog's company far more than either Hawke or Anders.
She sits across from him, giving herself a bath while he deals the cards. Damian rests his head on Hawke's shoulder and whuffs when he sees the hand Hawke has been dealt.
"Look, I'll get you one of those treats you like if you sit till the end, how does that sound?" Hawke says. He thinks it's a very fair offer.
Whiskers continues to lick her paw.
He takes this as whatever answer he's going to get and looks at his cards. Damian comes round beside him and nudges one at the end.
"You're not playing."
Damian growls at him.
"Make that face all you like. You either get the money back that you lost or I stop playing you altogether, then you can't go to the Hanged Man at all. It's your choice."
Damian trots over to Whiskers's side, plops down next to her, briefly getting her attention, then examines the cards in front of her.
Fantastic. The dog and the cat are teaming up against him.
~
Whiskers either doesn't care or has a great poker face. She stares at him, Damian still on her side and seemingly being her teacher. The dog nudges cards forward and paws others over, every so often, his tail wagging.
Hawke on the other hand is convinced the dog has palmed, or pawed since he doesn't actually have palms, some cards somehow or stolen some when he wasn't looking. He surely can't be that bad. He's giving Anders a run for his money in terms of bad luck with Diamondback.
He looks at his opponents, Whiskers having spotted a fly and is now talking to it, Damian lying down, head on his paws, appearing completely bored.
"Oh you're winning again, are you?" he says, glaring at the cards in front of him.
Damian whines and raises his head.
"Funny that."
Anders appears behind him, as if from nowhere, and places both hands on his shoulders. It makes him jump and he whirls around.
"Not again, love. I thought you'd had enough humiliation for one week," Anders says and settles beside him.
"He's cheating," Hawke answers.
Damian snorts.
Whiskers loses interest in the cards entirely and wanders over to Anders, climbing into his lap, letting him pet her. She stretches, digging her claws into his leg, then goes back to Damian.
Eventually Hawke does fold. He throws his cards down and stands up, Damian barking triumphantly and bouncing around. Whiskers winds around his legs and he keeps his part of the bargain.
"You bribed the cat with treats to make her stay?" Anders appears completely bemused by the thought of it.
"This was before Damian decided to team up against me," Hawke answers, his arms folded and now in a total huff.
"I would say better luck next time but, they way your luck goes..."
Hawke glares at Anders. Anders moves back, a barely concealed smile on his face. "Shut up."
"It's meant to be a bit of fun, you're taking this far too seriously."
Damian barks in agreement.
"I am not." He's still in a huff.
"Oh really."
Hawke just glares at him.
Anders stands up and pulls him to his feet. "If you keep this up, I'm hiding that pack of cards. Save you going in a mood every time you get beat. By a dog."
"And teased the rest of the night," he adds.
Normally, Hawke would appreciate the large grin that makes its way across Anders's face. However when his lover is teasing him over his poor luck, he's not so fond of it. The sadist.
"Come on, I need some things for the clinic. You're coming with me, save you from pestering Whiskers."
He hasn't much say in this as he's rather forcefully guided out the door.
~
Hawk continues his endeavour to teach Whiskers how to beat Damian at Diamondback. He fails completely, the cat having no interest at all and would rather follow Anders to the clinic where she knows she'll get petted and fussed over by the patients and Anders himself.
Damian's winning streak against Hawke goes on, Hawke finally giving up playing against his dog. He's every bit the sore loser after every game, still won't admit to it, and still proving Anders right.
Now to bed since the bus timetables have changed and I need to be out ten minutes earlier in the morning. Sod.
Fandom: Dragon Age 2
Characters: M!Hawke/Anders, Serah Whiskers, Dog
Summary: In an attempt to beat his losing streak against his dog, Hawke attempts to recruit the cat.
Previous Parts: Sore Loser
She's staring at him with her big eyes. It's distracting, but he's determined.
"All right, use that card there," he says and points out the one he means.
She tilts her head at him.
"You've got a good hand, better if you get rid of that one and pick up another."
She continues to stare.
"Maker's...That card. Right there in front of you."
She turns and wanders away.
Anders, who has been watching the entire scene, blinks then shakes his head. "Are you trying to teach the cat to gamble?" he says.
"Yes," comes the answer, short and slightly annoyed. Hawke stands up from the floor where he's been sat for the last half hour. He's surprised the cat stayed so long.
"Did you feed her, like I asked you to?"
Hawke looks sheepish, glancing in the direction the cat has just disappeared to. Anders groans.
"Remind me just why you were trying to teach her?"
Hawke mumbles something and Anders raises an eyebrow, now unsure if he wants to hear it.
"So she could beat Damian and win my money back."
Anders opens his mouth to say something however his mind goes blank and he shuts it again. He settles for shrugging helplessly and going to find Whiskers.
~
Hawke is determined. Whenever Whiskers approaches him, he tries to entice her into another game with promises of treats and whatever else he can think of. She is having none of it. She bats the cards across the floor enjoying that game far more, ignores him completely or simply follows the dog when it wanders in. Hawke despairs. He's never going to get his money from his cheat of a dog.
He finally manages to get the cat to sit still for two minutes, he suspects because Damian is curious to what he's doing as well, Whiskers seems to prefer the dog's company far more than either Hawke or Anders.
She sits across from him, giving herself a bath while he deals the cards. Damian rests his head on Hawke's shoulder and whuffs when he sees the hand Hawke has been dealt.
"Look, I'll get you one of those treats you like if you sit till the end, how does that sound?" Hawke says. He thinks it's a very fair offer.
Whiskers continues to lick her paw.
He takes this as whatever answer he's going to get and looks at his cards. Damian comes round beside him and nudges one at the end.
"You're not playing."
Damian growls at him.
"Make that face all you like. You either get the money back that you lost or I stop playing you altogether, then you can't go to the Hanged Man at all. It's your choice."
Damian trots over to Whiskers's side, plops down next to her, briefly getting her attention, then examines the cards in front of her.
Fantastic. The dog and the cat are teaming up against him.
~
Whiskers either doesn't care or has a great poker face. She stares at him, Damian still on her side and seemingly being her teacher. The dog nudges cards forward and paws others over, every so often, his tail wagging.
Hawke on the other hand is convinced the dog has palmed, or pawed since he doesn't actually have palms, some cards somehow or stolen some when he wasn't looking. He surely can't be that bad. He's giving Anders a run for his money in terms of bad luck with Diamondback.
He looks at his opponents, Whiskers having spotted a fly and is now talking to it, Damian lying down, head on his paws, appearing completely bored.
"Oh you're winning again, are you?" he says, glaring at the cards in front of him.
Damian whines and raises his head.
"Funny that."
Anders appears behind him, as if from nowhere, and places both hands on his shoulders. It makes him jump and he whirls around.
"Not again, love. I thought you'd had enough humiliation for one week," Anders says and settles beside him.
"He's cheating," Hawke answers.
Damian snorts.
Whiskers loses interest in the cards entirely and wanders over to Anders, climbing into his lap, letting him pet her. She stretches, digging her claws into his leg, then goes back to Damian.
Eventually Hawke does fold. He throws his cards down and stands up, Damian barking triumphantly and bouncing around. Whiskers winds around his legs and he keeps his part of the bargain.
"You bribed the cat with treats to make her stay?" Anders appears completely bemused by the thought of it.
"This was before Damian decided to team up against me," Hawke answers, his arms folded and now in a total huff.
"I would say better luck next time but, they way your luck goes..."
Hawke glares at Anders. Anders moves back, a barely concealed smile on his face. "Shut up."
"It's meant to be a bit of fun, you're taking this far too seriously."
Damian barks in agreement.
"I am not." He's still in a huff.
"Oh really."
Hawke just glares at him.
Anders stands up and pulls him to his feet. "If you keep this up, I'm hiding that pack of cards. Save you going in a mood every time you get beat. By a dog."
"And teased the rest of the night," he adds.
Normally, Hawke would appreciate the large grin that makes its way across Anders's face. However when his lover is teasing him over his poor luck, he's not so fond of it. The sadist.
"Come on, I need some things for the clinic. You're coming with me, save you from pestering Whiskers."
He hasn't much say in this as he's rather forcefully guided out the door.
~
Hawk continues his endeavour to teach Whiskers how to beat Damian at Diamondback. He fails completely, the cat having no interest at all and would rather follow Anders to the clinic where she knows she'll get petted and fussed over by the patients and Anders himself.
Damian's winning streak against Hawke goes on, Hawke finally giving up playing against his dog. He's every bit the sore loser after every game, still won't admit to it, and still proving Anders right.
Now to bed since the bus timetables have changed and I need to be out ten minutes earlier in the morning. Sod.