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I found this on tumblr so imma give credit to @jen27ny :) not sure if she has wattlad tho
Sorry in advance

“Fun” fact: Peter using his Puppy Eyes while holding a small puppy is so undeniably cute and disarming that even Happy can’t say no.

“Why should I look after the ankle-biter?” Happy asks, trying to look as unhappy as possible. “Just give him to a shelter or something.”

“They’re already so full and I know that your apartment allows dogs,” Peter answers without missing a beat.

Happy squints. “How do you know my apartment allows dogs? Did you hack into my computer to take a look at my lease?”

Peter shrugs. “Your password is password, it’s not that difficult.” Before Happy can say anything, he already continues. “C’mon, you’re all alone at your place, you can use the company. And he can help you get into shape and-”

“Will you stop insulting me if I take him?”

“Absolutely. Done.” Happy doesn’t get to even sigh to let Peter know how displeased he is, the kid wastes no time in pressing the small dog into Happy’s hands. The puppy looks at Happy and Happy looks at the puppy. Why is this happening to him?

~*~*~

When Happy opens the door to his apartment, he expects utter chaos but that’s not the case. Everything is still exactly like he left it and the only thing unusual is the soft thump thump thump coming from the puppy who is excitingly wagging his tail at seeing Happy.

“You didn’t move,” Happy mutters, dropping his keys and crouching next to the old pillow he gave the dog as a bed. The dog sits up, bursting with energy, clearly reading for hours and hours of play time, but he stays on the pillow, just like Happy told him. “Kinda expected you to tear this entire place apart.”

Deciding to give him a reward, Happy pets his small head, slowly getting more used to the action. The dog happily rubs his head against his palm before sniffing at Happy and taking interest in the badge clipped to his jacket in particular.

“You like badges?” Happy moves his hand from the head to the dog’s bare neck. “How about we get you one, huh?”

The puppy barks once.

~*~*~

Tony squints at him. “Y’know, I’m already busy cleaning up DUM-E’s messes, I’m not gonna clean up his messes as well.”

“You won’t need to. Cerberus is very disciplined.” More than a little bit proud of himself, Happy looks down to the growing puppy sitting next to him, his new leather collar with his tag tied around his neck. It’s the first time Cerberus is in Tony’s lab and there’s a ton of distracting stuff around, but like the good boy he is, he stays by Happy’s side, waiting for the occasional treat and reward (okay, yeah, Happy picked up a book or two from the library about training dogs, sue him).

His boss fully turns to him, raising both of his eyebrows. “You named that puppy-” he points at the dog, “after the giant hellhound with three heads that guards the Greek underworld?”

“Seeing as he’s gonna be SI’s first guard dog, I thought it’s only fitting.”

Tony stares at Happy, blinks once, shifts his stare to Cerberus and slowly back to him. “Can’t decide if I should be impressed or not. I mean, it’s a lot of improvement from having password as your password.”

Happy groans. “Peter told you?”

A shit-eating grin spreads on Tony’s face. “He called me the second he found out about it.”

~*~*~

“You’re gonna spoil him,” Happy says.

“He deserves to be spoiled,” Peter says, sitting on the ground in front of Cerberus, the bag of treats between his legs, making the puppy go through all the demands he already learned. Cerberus is eager to please – and to get his treats. “Cerby is a good boy."

“Cerby?”

“His nickname.”

“Yeah, I kinda got that.” Peter takes out another treat and tells Cerberus to play dead. Immediately, the dog lays down and onto his side, being absolutely still until Peter mutters good boy and holds out the treat for him to take. “If you keep showing up like this, he’ll expect treats from Spider-Man every time he sees you swing by.”

Peter looks down at the suit he’s wearing. Apparently, patrol has been very uneventful today, so he decided to stop by Happy’s apartment. Peter shrugs. “It’s fine. I can easily work a little bag for treats into the suit.”

~*~*~

“I’m surprised no one has said anything yet,” Tony says, sitting in the chair across from Pepper’s desk, watching Happy and Cerberus through the glass walls of her office. It’s been a couple of weeks since Happy first brought his dog to work, claiming he’s now part of SI’s security team. Tony humored him, silently deciding to let him have his way until the complains would roll in. But until now, no one has said anything bad about Cerberus.

“People like him,” Pepper comments, barely glancing up from the document she’s reading. “Cerberus is well behaved and friendly to the employees. There are actually several studies that show having dogs at a work place can be benefiting.”

Tony turns around to his fiancé. “I get the feeling that you like him.”

“That’s because I do.”

“Why?”

“Because I happen to like animals.”

“I knew that. Of course, I knew that.” Pepper snorts. As always, Tony takes it as an invitation to continue. “In fact, I will buy you an animal for every letter in the alphabet. Starting with an alpaca.”

~*~*~

Happy can do nothing but stand there and take in the aftermath of that alien attack that happened a few days ago. Cars are still blocking the streets, most of them crashed into buildings or other cars because their drivers suddenly vanished. Bikes, skateboards, bags, umbrellas and so many other things litter the sidewalks where people have been dusted. The lifeless bodies – the victims of half of the universe suddenly disappearing – have been retrieved, but no one really started working on the clean up yet, all of them too paralyzed with shock or still denying their new reality.

The thing Tony has been afraid of for years happened. And now Tony is… gone. In space, if Pepper is right. That’s everything she holds on to, that he hasn’t been one of the ones who got dusted, but that he will come back. No one has the heart to tell her any different. And maybe she really is right and Tony will come back – he always has a way of surprising everyone.

Something wet touches Happy’s hand, and as he blinks his tears away, he looks down to see Cerberus next to him, watching him with his big eyes. “Hey, buddy,” he whispers, unable to raise his voice even a little bit. Suddenly feeling very defeated, he sinks to the steps in front of the deserted SI building. “It’s gonna be alright, Cerby.”

Cerberus pushes his hand against Happy’s hand, but the man doesn’t know for whose benefit this is. Half of the universe is gone. The Parkers are gone. Tony is most likely gone. And there’s nothing Happy can do about any of it. Cerberus whines softly, placing his head on Happy’s thigh, and together they just sit there, listening to a world that is way too quiet and broken.

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