Lady And The Tramp 2 alternate ending

Part 2 of 10

Sighing, he decided to explain. "Dad," Scamp answered, uneasy about admitting this, "I kind of have to confess something to you."

"Oh?" Tramp replied, intrigued. "I'm listening." 'This ought to be good,' he thought. He thought he already knew what Scamp was going to say, but wanted to make sure.

"About me seeing that one day," he hesitantly began, a little shaky, "I think that... I already have." A light blush appeared on the young pup's face, almost hidden behind his fur. He was so nervous about this that he didn't even hear that someone was hiding in the alley. Tramp did, but he ignored it, very surprised by what his son was saying. That being said, he already knew the truth, but he still wasn't prepared for it.

"A-are you saying," Tramp started, trying to get his words together, "what I think you're saying?" His blush growing, Scamp nodded. "Son," Scamp realized that his father was happy, as he only said 'son' to him whenever he was really happy, angry or wanted to cheer him up, "I can't believe this. I'm so happy for you. Your mother and I, we've talked about this for a while, but we never expected it THIS soon. So, tell me about her." He walked up to his son, sitting down in front of him. "If she's the reason you want to stay out here, she must be very special to you. What's her name?"

"A-Angel," his son stuttered, trying to hide his growing blush, "she's... s-she's amazing." His father, although he didn't show it, was ecstatic. "Her eyes just seem t-to sparkle," the figure who was moving about made another noise which went unnoticed, "her smile," a shadow appeared above a trash can, the noise ceasing, "just makes me really h-happy whenever I see it. Her fur is so... so soft and... delicate. She does this really cute thing with her tail, too. I swear, Pop, Angel is the most appropriate name for her, because that is what she is to me. Last night, she even saved my life."

"Sounds like she's the real deal, Whirlwind. What did she save you from?" Tramp asked, wanting to hear more about the girl who captured his son's heart. He noticed a small, golden white ear appear over a nearby trash can, which he could already figure out who it belonged to, but he was more focused on what his son had to say.

"We were over by the train tracks," Scamp explained, "when we heard a train come towards us. We ran as fast as we could. She managed to get over the bridge easily, but I got my foot stuck. Just when I thought I was a goner, she broke a hole in the track and we fell into the park pond."

"Really?" Tramp commented, his ears perking up. "Trusty thought he smelt you there, but we only found a wig." They laughed at this for a good bit. "Anyway, what happened when you got out of the pond?"