They weren't anyway.. Speculo slumped down at a fountain in the middle of a small plaza. The cool water felt great as he washed his face and hands with it. With a sigh he looked at the sky. Maybe he could ask around about the lost puppies. With only two left, there was a chance they would be reporting the puppies that he'd already rescued, but there was also a chance they wouldn't. There was a fair amount of people out. Maybe one of them saw the puppies eating the treats.
"Hey, you haven't seen two little puppies around this morning or last night, would you?"
"I'm looking for two adorable little dogs. You seen 'em lately?"
"Has anybody in here seen puppies lately?!"
Nobody... Not one person...
Speculo sat down at the fountain again. It was so hoooot... Promptly, he dunking his head in the water for a few moments before pulling out and wringing his hair out.
"Hey, were you the one looking for two dogs?" Speculo looked up and saw an elderly man with a cane. this guy looked ancient. Hunched over, wrinkly skin, polo shirt tucked into his pants.
"Uh, y-yeah! I was!" He stood up quickly. "Do you have any information?"
"Actually, I have that and one better. I know of the dog's going missing, they escaped from their kennel a few days ago. You're trying to help the man who wants to sell them, correct?"
"Erm, yes, I am."
"Well, some of them come by my house every now and then and I leave food out for 'em. They are the cutest things. Their little brown spots on their face and sides are just too darn adorable. Anyway, if we go back to my humble abode, I'm sure at least one of them will turn up."
"Great! Thank you so much mister. What's your name? Mine's Speculo."
"Speculo.. That's an interesting name. Anyway, call me Joshua."
"Nice to meet you Joshua."
"Yes, well, we had better get a move on."
"Right. Lead the way."
And so they walked. Slowly, because the old man's gait wasn't that long and took a while just to take one. They walked a little bit to the outskirts of town to a house that was.. basically falling apart. "This thing needs to get fixed up." Spec commented. The elderly man sighed, and nodded his head. "Yes, it does. But I don't have the capability anymore. The inside I'm to keep alright, but I'm not as strong as I used to be. And the storm is coming soon! I don't know how bad this one is going to be but it might be the last one for this old place..."
They stepped inside, and the old man was true to his word. the inside was very well kept. There were pictures of him and his wife everywhere. Old, middle age, and young. But as he went through the rest of the house, he realized something...
"She's dead, isn't she?"
The man froze, and turned to him, and angry scowl on his face.
"I'm sorry for your loss. Living way out here alone must be hard."
"Well... I..." The look disappeared as he turned back around. "I guess it has been. Yes. Anyway, I left food out for the dogs before I went into town, so they could be here any minute."
More waiting. The man treated Speculo to a small breakfast, but Spec cooked instead of the elder. Spec wasn't the worst cook, but he could do some basic things. Eggs, bacon(although they are usually rocks), and pancakes are things he can do if the weather is right and the stars align. Although the eggs have a slight burn to them and the pancakes are often very misshapen.
They had just finished such a meal when small scrapes were heard against the back door. Speculo rushed to the door and opened it, and lo and behold, one of the puppies! The food bowl was empty, and it seemed like it was asking for more.
"Is that one of the dogs?!" Called the old man from the other room.
"Yeah!" Speculo picked up the puppy and walked back inside.
"You should wait until the other one comes. Then you can take two back and be finished."
"Well, I'm not sure if carrying two of them all the way back to Magnus Avenue would be a good idea. Not sure I could handle them both."
"Ahh sure you can! You're a strong looking fella."
"Well.. alright." Spec gave in and bobbed the puppy up and down a few times before it licked his cheek. These puppies were just so lovey.
Spec refilled the bowl of food and kept chatting with the old guy. Or, more like a one way speech. He just kept going on and on about his life, and it was actually a good story. An adventurer with something to prove, met a woman, turned out to be the wife he'd been wanting, settled down, and was about to have some kids before she got news that she couldn't have any. Devastating news, but they trekked on with their each others company until she passed away in her sleep. Speculo had to keep wiping his face with a towel from the puppies licks. Soon enough, they heard a slight, muffled crunching noise. Speculo went over to the door, and found the puppy, it's face buried in the food. "Well hello~ there!"
Spec scooped up the pup, thanked the man for his help, and was off. Holding two little dogs was hard. He had to make sure he wasn't squishing them, but he also could let them fall out or get away. He used his coat for support, using it to cradle them as he held the bottom so they didn't drop. He crossed the bridge to the right side of the river, and arrived to the kennel. It was empty, meaning the man had taken them inside. Knocking on the door was a bit awkward.
The man opened the door and was delighted to see the last of the litter returned. The man gave Spec 1000 jewels for his troubles, thanked him, then ushered Spec out of the house as if he couldn't be there for more than a few minutes. Oh well. He added the money to his bag of fruit and past earned money. Alright... what now?