Slippers (Angus The Survival Hunter x Reader)
You huffed as you desperately tried to wrap the remaining bag up securely.
âDarn thing, shouldâve just put it in another bag..â You mumbled as you pushed your foot down on it, glaring at the brown bag. Before you could kick at it again, the familiar roar of a truck engine broke your concentration from it. You looked up and spotted Angusâ black truck speeding down your long, dirt driveway before making a stop a few feet in front of you. You watched the Hunter step out from the drivers seat and smiled at him,
âGood morning, Angus! Ya finally got here I see, I was beginning to think you forgot.â He laughed at you,
âAinât my fault that traffic was bad.â He replied to you, a smile on his face as he helped place your bags in the truck. You rolled your eyes at him as you finally managed to zip up the last bag and throw it in the truck.
âYa say your dog is coming along right? Where is the little fluff ball?â Angus questioned you as he looked around, his hands on his hips. You let out a little chuckle, oh how naive he truly was.. You whistled for your dog over and opened the passenger seat,
âSlippers! Come here boy! Get in the car!â You shouted happily. There was a few moments of silence before thumping footsteps could be heard. Before long, a large mass of fluff zoomed past both you and the confused Australian as it entered the truck. Angus blinked a few times before finally looking into the truck, but when he did he was like a fish out of water. But you couldnât blame him,
In his truck sat a massive Tibetan Mastiff, panting happily as he lightly wagged his tail.
âI spoke too soon... Youâre certainly a big boy.. Iâm not even sure if we can all fit!â Angus proclaimed before rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, a small smile in his face. You shook your head and laughed at him, punching his shoulder lightly,
âOh come on Angus, I thought you could take in anything?â He snapped his head toward you,
âI can, I just didnât expect your dog to be so huge mate.â The hunter mumbled as he glanced back at the dog,
âYa named him slippers? Ironic name... But I can see why, he looks pretty fluffy.â He added with a lighthearted laugh. You shook your head at him,
âAlright Alright, you can get to know him better when we are on the road, we shouldâve already been off by now!âYou finally said, despite hating to put a rain check on Slippers and Angus bonding. You watched him nod at you before hopping into the drivers seat with you trying to fit yourself in the passengers seat. Though it took a few minutes, you finally managed to place yourself in the passenger seat, with Slippers barely managed to fit in the back seat that was slightly used for storage. You heard Angus make a small note to clean it up back there for the dog and smiled to yourself.
âHe really is already getting attached isnât he?â You thought to yourself.
Well luckily for Angus, Slippers is a monster hunting dog as well, and hopefully you can bring him on more hunting trips like this.
Me and @laneofpennies talked about Monster Hunter! Angus and partner! Reader with a dog. So hereâs a Oneshot with this concept!
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