The saddest part of life is when the person who gave you the best memories, becomes a memory.
That one line summed up everything for Marshall, especially today. Today seemed like a beautiful day outside. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming. On days like these, the morale should've been high. The pups should've been outside, enjoying the company of their friends and mates.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Today was Everest's funeral, and the morale couldn't have been any lower inside the lookout. Despite having mostly gotten over her death, except Marshall of course, today was different. Everyone once again felt that burning feeling of grief.
There were only about ten minutes left until the ceremony started. As the husky was a hero to the town, it was an open funeral at the lookout. Anyone who wanted to could attend.
The pups were getting themselves ready, both mentally and physically. It wasn't a super fancy funeral, but they still wanted to dress appropriately. Marshall seemed even more depressed while getting ready than he usually, which was saying a lot. Then again, the rest couldn't blame him. It was hard on all of them now.
The clock was ticking, it was only a few minutes away now. The pups and Ryder walked outside. Many people offered them condolences, but in return, all they got was an unenthusiastic "thanks" from the pups. Marshall just ignored them, he was lost in his own thoughts. There wasn't even a body to bury. The only thing there was a single lone gravestone, sitting under a tree.
They all silently moved to the front of the crowd. They would've held the funeral sooner, but the only problem was they weren't sure if the dally would've been able to handle it. They knew thinking about her hurt him. However, they needed to do it eventually, and they had no clue how long it would take him to recover. He still had quite the way to go.
Speaking of the dally, he hadn't said a single word this entire time. He had only been staring at the ground, occasionally letting out a depressed whimper. He felt even worse today than he usually did. Today he was supposed to be the day he said his final goodbyes to Everest, but he didn't want to. He just wasn't ready to let her go.
After some silence, Mrs. Goodway started her speech. "Most of you know why we are here today. Today, we are here to honor one of our beloved Paw Patrol heroes, Everest. A great rescuer, and an even better friend. Now, for a moment of silence." She stated.
Everyone respectfully bowed their heads and remained quiet. A few seconds before the mayor motioned for Ryder to come up to the front to speak.
"Everest was one of the greatest pups I've ever met. She may not have always been my dog, but she was always part of the team. To this day, she was one of the most amazing rescuers, friends." He paused for a moment and made eye contact with Marshall. "And mates any of us could've asked for. She will go down as a hero to all of us." He finished, wiping away a few tears.
He walked back to his seat as Mrs. Goodway walked back to the front. "You did good Ryder, and I'm sorry to all of you for your loss." She told him as they traded places. The mayor walked back up, said a few more things, gave the Paw Patrol her condolences and concluded the ceremony.
Most of the people left, but the pups, Ryder, and Jake all stayed at her grave for a bit. All of them looked down at the grave, trying their hardest to not cry. They all took turns saying goodbye to their fallen friend until only one pup was left.
"C-can I be alone for a bit?" Marshall requested. The rest nodded and left him alone, knowing he probably needed it. Once the rest left, he turned his attention back to the grave and let out a sad, quiet sigh.
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PAW Patrol: Resurgence || Book One
FanfictionMarshall was seen as one of the happiest and energetic pups in adventure bay, and rightfully so. That was something almost nothing could change. Almost nothing. When the Dalmatian's life was at its best, a horrible event takes place during a mission...