Dogs on a Plane

“That's a dog!” Johnny’s voice was as quiet as a shriek of absolute terror would allow.“Yes.” Came the answer matter-of-factly, “a puppy. Now keep quiet about this or I will get in trouble.”The man didn't seem to think that simply telling Johnny to shut up could possibly backfire on him. Usually people were intimidated by his presence, he supposed, but with a couple years of military career, Johnny was not. That didn't mean that he wasn't positively floundering at the dog that had poked its head out of the three quarters unzipped hoodie jacket of the man beside him.“How did you- this-” Soap opened and closed his mouth a few times in a quite passable carp impersonation, “How did ye get this thing through security!”All that he got in reply was a shrug. And then, after a long pause, finally some words: “Same way I got my guns through security.”Words that Johnny couldn’t believe got a single second. “Yer fucking what?”- - -or: Simon smuggled a puppy on a plane and Johnny is not happy about it