#which is based off of canon bc we never rlly see anyone driving outside of the gang during the credits animation
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psychangels · 1 year ago
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Roquefort being an animal lover (canon when you use 808’s showtime on his human form in battle) and he saw an injured stray animal (cat or dog) and aided them a bit.
requested by @just-animaxiz
sorry if this is ooc at all, this is my first time writing roquefort and i struggled a bit with how to portray him. but good practice!
It's as he's on his way home, stopped at a stop sign, that Roquefort sees the poor thing. It's a mangy, scrawny hound, lapping at a puddle on the sidewalk further ahead. As he drives closer, he peers at it. There was already cause for concern; now it's grown, thanks to him noticing that it's got one of its hind legs held up.
He comes to a stop a little ways away and parks his car. After getting out and grabbing his cane, he cautiously approaches it. He calls out to it gently so as to not startle it too much.
"Hey there, poochie."
The dog jolts, then whirls towards him. Its ears fold back against its head, tail tucking between its legs.
"It's alright, I won't hurt you," he says.
Adjusting his grip on his cane, Roquefort kneels down and holds a hand out to it. It shies away. After a moment, when he doesn't move, it hesitantly steps closer. When he remains still, it pads even closer. It sniffs at his hand. It looks up at him with its big, brown eyes.
He offers it a smile.
Continuing to stare at him, the dog tilts its head a bit.
He tilts his own head, though he does so in order to get a better look at its neck to see if it has a collar on. Which it...doesn't. He frowns.
Roquefort shifts his gaze to its injured leg. It's hard to tell what exactly is wrong with it from here. It doesn't seem to be bleeding, though, which is good. Most likely just broken.
He hums thoughtfully. The only animal hospital on the island is a decent ways away. Roquefort will have to convince it to get into his car somehow.
He doesn't have any treats on him, unfortunately. But perhaps asking will work? It has in the past. Not always, but enough for him to figure it's worth a shot.
"Do you want to go for a ride?" he asks it. Its ears perk up. It tilts its head to the other side.
Slowly standing up, he turns, gesturing for it to follow as he says, "Come on, then."
The dog pads after him as he makes his way back to his car. It hurries ahead a bit, stopping by the rear door. He chuckles when he sees its tail wagging.
Upon reaching the car, he opens the passenger side door. The dog stares for a moment, before it moves to climb in, only to be stopped by Roquefort putting his cane in front of it.
"You'll hurt yourself, little pup. Give me a moment, and I'll get you in."
Leaning his cane against the door, he slowly reaches towards it. It stares at him. Its ears fold back a bit, but otherwise it doesn't react. Carefully, he picks it up, being mindful of its leg and its reaction. He's a bit surprised that it isn't squirming around, but thankful. That means it's less likely to hurt itself further.
Gently, Roquefort sets it down on the seat. It remains perfectly still, aside from turning to look at him. He frowns.
Poor thing must've froze up.
Grabbing his cane, he shuts the door, then makes his way around to the drivers side.
As he gets in and buckles up, he wonders about the pooch's owner. After all, dogs don't just magically wind up on Vandelay Island. It's owner has to be around somewhere. Hopefully, it has a chip.
Roquefort starts the car and glances over at it. It's still sitting there, just staring at him.
He sighs. Then, he offers it another smile and gently pats it on the back. "Don't worry, poochie. I'll sort this out."
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