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vigorliTitle: Mans Best Friend
Author: Vatulele
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Summary: Orlando says goodbye to his beloved Sidi.
Warnings: Character Death
Disclaimer: FICTION, FICTION, FICTION, FICTION. None of this ever happened, and it most likely never will, if it does, I’m a psychic and you all should fear me. I know nothing of Mr. Bloom, Mr. Mortensen or Sidi the dog Mr. Bloom found and adopted in Morocco. I am getting absolutely no profit from this. (Oh and knock on wood this never has to happen to Mr. Bloom, or Sidi)
Authors Note: You might want to bring some tissues.
Viggo sat in his chair anxiously tapping his fingers against the plush arm rests. This conference was taking a lot longer than expected and he needed to have been at the veterinarian's office an hour ago. Sidi who was now thirteen years old had stopped eating and dropped weight drasticaly. Orlando woried had called the vet and set up an appointment as soon as possible to make sure his beloved dog was going to be all right.
Bzz, Bzz, Bzz. Viggo's phone danced on top of the polished wood table. "Excuse me." He said as he stood up from the table and hurried outside the conference room. "Hey, Orlando baby, I'm sorry, this conference is taking longer-"
Orlando cut him off. "They're going to put him down Vig."
"What?!" Viggo half yelled hoping he had heard Orlando wrong.
"Sidi...he, he has cancer. They, thought they uhh thought that it wasn't too bad...but uh when the scans came back it was...ah worse than they thought." Orlando sniffed on the other end of the phone line. "They're going to put him down as soon as you get here Vig." Viggo stood stunned in the long, tiled hallway. It couldn't be..Sidi, the black furball never stopped moving, he'd lived on camel shit for the first months of his life. When he was four he nearly drowned in their pool. At seven he got away from Orlando in Runyan Canyon in the middle of July and survived for three weeks. Cancer? It couldn't be, he was invincible.
"Viggo...Vig are you still there?" Viggo could hear Orlando's voice rise with panic.
"Yeah...I'll be right down love, don't worry. It's going to be all right."
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Viggo rushed into the vets office dodging several dogs on leashes and made his way to the check in counter.
"Hi, I'm looking for Sidi, is he..." The attendant gave him a warm smile and layed a hand over his own.
"Right this way Mr. Mortensen." She lead him into a small room where Sidi was lying calmly on an examination table. Seeing Viggo Sidi began to wag his tail feebly and shift his weight so Viggo had access to Sidi's 'scratching spot'. Viggo smiled at the old animal. "Mr. Bloom is talking to Doctor Hago and will be back in shortly." The attendant gave Sidi a small pat on the head and then left.
"Hey you dumb mutt," Viggo said affectionately as he bent down scratched Sidi's favorite spot. "You know, you could have told us earlier you didn't feel to well. Daddy's gonna be very sad that you're leaving us, hell I'm going to be very sad, who am I going to give Daddy's meatballs to now?" Viggo layed his hand behind Sidi's ear. Sidi unhappy with the current state of affairs gave a small whine and nudged Viggo's hand with his large, black paw. Viggo chuckled and began to scratch the mutts favorite spot again.
A few minutes later Orlando walked in with a grim smile and red eyes and sat down on the other side of the table. "Doctor Hago's going to give us a few more minutes with him before she..." Orlando's voice quavered and broke off. "I'm just going to miss him so much." Orlando said as he wrapped his arms around Sidi and burried his face into the dogs scruff. Viggo could see wet spots starting to form on the dogs thick fur.
"Afternoon gentlemen..." Doctor Hago said as she opened the door and wheeled in a tray with a syringe filled with clear liquid. Orlando quickly looked up from Sidi and wiped at his face. "Hello Sidi." She said, petting the dog and examining the I.V. that was insterted into his paw. "Would you both like to stay in the room with him, during the procedure?" The two men nodded. "Orlando if you would please, make sure he doesn't move when the needle is inserted." Orlando wrapped himself around Sidi once again wispering into the dog's ear. Before Orlando could look up to see when the Doctor was going to inject his dog, she was done. Orlando's eyes immidiately filled with tears.
"It's all right boy, it's gonna be okay. You're going to be just fine," Orlando said to the dog as it started to notice the change in demenor of the three people present in the room. "Shh, nothings wrong, don't worry about it. You're just gonna take a long nap boy...you like those." Viggo felt his eyes well with tears, not only for Orlando but for Sidi who's trusting eyes now lay on him and all too soon closed. When Sidi's chest failed to rise, Orlando gave a strangled sob and unwound himself from the dogs body. Lifting his eyes towards the vet he asked, "He's gone now?" She nodded at him and Orlando looked back at his dog. "I love you Sidi."
Author: Vatulele
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando
Rating: PG
Summary: Orlando says goodbye to his beloved Sidi.
Warnings: Character Death
Disclaimer: FICTION, FICTION, FICTION, FICTION. None of this ever happened, and it most likely never will, if it does, I’m a psychic and you all should fear me. I know nothing of Mr. Bloom, Mr. Mortensen or Sidi the dog Mr. Bloom found and adopted in Morocco. I am getting absolutely no profit from this. (Oh and knock on wood this never has to happen to Mr. Bloom, or Sidi)
Authors Note: You might want to bring some tissues.
Viggo sat in his chair anxiously tapping his fingers against the plush arm rests. This conference was taking a lot longer than expected and he needed to have been at the veterinarian's office an hour ago. Sidi who was now thirteen years old had stopped eating and dropped weight drasticaly. Orlando woried had called the vet and set up an appointment as soon as possible to make sure his beloved dog was going to be all right.
Bzz, Bzz, Bzz. Viggo's phone danced on top of the polished wood table. "Excuse me." He said as he stood up from the table and hurried outside the conference room. "Hey, Orlando baby, I'm sorry, this conference is taking longer-"
Orlando cut him off. "They're going to put him down Vig."
"What?!" Viggo half yelled hoping he had heard Orlando wrong.
"Sidi...he, he has cancer. They, thought they uhh thought that it wasn't too bad...but uh when the scans came back it was...ah worse than they thought." Orlando sniffed on the other end of the phone line. "They're going to put him down as soon as you get here Vig." Viggo stood stunned in the long, tiled hallway. It couldn't be..Sidi, the black furball never stopped moving, he'd lived on camel shit for the first months of his life. When he was four he nearly drowned in their pool. At seven he got away from Orlando in Runyan Canyon in the middle of July and survived for three weeks. Cancer? It couldn't be, he was invincible.
"Viggo...Vig are you still there?" Viggo could hear Orlando's voice rise with panic.
"Yeah...I'll be right down love, don't worry. It's going to be all right."
*************************************
Viggo rushed into the vets office dodging several dogs on leashes and made his way to the check in counter.
"Hi, I'm looking for Sidi, is he..." The attendant gave him a warm smile and layed a hand over his own.
"Right this way Mr. Mortensen." She lead him into a small room where Sidi was lying calmly on an examination table. Seeing Viggo Sidi began to wag his tail feebly and shift his weight so Viggo had access to Sidi's 'scratching spot'. Viggo smiled at the old animal. "Mr. Bloom is talking to Doctor Hago and will be back in shortly." The attendant gave Sidi a small pat on the head and then left.
"Hey you dumb mutt," Viggo said affectionately as he bent down scratched Sidi's favorite spot. "You know, you could have told us earlier you didn't feel to well. Daddy's gonna be very sad that you're leaving us, hell I'm going to be very sad, who am I going to give Daddy's meatballs to now?" Viggo layed his hand behind Sidi's ear. Sidi unhappy with the current state of affairs gave a small whine and nudged Viggo's hand with his large, black paw. Viggo chuckled and began to scratch the mutts favorite spot again.
A few minutes later Orlando walked in with a grim smile and red eyes and sat down on the other side of the table. "Doctor Hago's going to give us a few more minutes with him before she..." Orlando's voice quavered and broke off. "I'm just going to miss him so much." Orlando said as he wrapped his arms around Sidi and burried his face into the dogs scruff. Viggo could see wet spots starting to form on the dogs thick fur.
"Afternoon gentlemen..." Doctor Hago said as she opened the door and wheeled in a tray with a syringe filled with clear liquid. Orlando quickly looked up from Sidi and wiped at his face. "Hello Sidi." She said, petting the dog and examining the I.V. that was insterted into his paw. "Would you both like to stay in the room with him, during the procedure?" The two men nodded. "Orlando if you would please, make sure he doesn't move when the needle is inserted." Orlando wrapped himself around Sidi once again wispering into the dog's ear. Before Orlando could look up to see when the Doctor was going to inject his dog, she was done. Orlando's eyes immidiately filled with tears.
"It's all right boy, it's gonna be okay. You're going to be just fine," Orlando said to the dog as it started to notice the change in demenor of the three people present in the room. "Shh, nothings wrong, don't worry about it. You're just gonna take a long nap boy...you like those." Viggo felt his eyes well with tears, not only for Orlando but for Sidi who's trusting eyes now lay on him and all too soon closed. When Sidi's chest failed to rise, Orlando gave a strangled sob and unwound himself from the dogs body. Lifting his eyes towards the vet he asked, "He's gone now?" She nodded at him and Orlando looked back at his dog. "I love you Sidi."
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Date: 2006-06-11 06:41 pm (UTC)Yeah Sidi better stick around for a LOOOOOOOONG time, I don't think I could take the sadness of Orlando moping around L.A. without Sidi, it'd be so sad!