
This fanfic is dedicated to the now-deceased Michael Clarke Duncan, whom I really liked and was shocked to find out he died.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy - Words: 236 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-04-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8496221
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Author's Note: This fanfic is dedicated to Michael Clarke Duncan (1957 - 2012), one of my favorite movie actors.
"Diggs! Butch! Catherine! Seamus! In my office, right now!" Lou called to the agents as they ran in his office hurriedly.
"What's the problem today, Lou?" asked Butch.
"Butch, I'm afraid to say that Sam has now died of an apparent heart attack," Lou said as he gave out a sad sigh.
At this, the other agents gasped in shock.
"What?!" said a shock-stricken Diggs.
"Yes, I'm very very sorry about this. He was a good agent. Plus, a very good friend to Peek," Lou went on.
"Yeah..." Butch sighed, then said, "Hey, you know what? Let's hold a funeral for him. Starting today, at 3:00 PM."
"Right. 3:00 it is, then," Lou said and got everyone ready for the funeral.
Later on, at 3:00 PM
All the agents of D.O.G. were at Sam's funeral. Lou was saying a speech about the sheepdog while the others grieved their hearts out.
"May Sam rest in peace, a good dog, agent, and friend."
Peek was crying the most and he said, "Oh, Sam. I'll miss you so much!" Then he kneeled down and leaned against his lifelong friend's grave.
"Come on, Peek. Stop cryin' so much and let's go back to D.O.G. HQ now," said Butch and he and the others left, still upset about the death of Sam.
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