(Running Through Time) ~ A Yearbook of Chase and Marshall ~

Chapter 8: Ready, Set, Get Wet! (Summer-Autumn)

"This summer seems to be worse than last year's." Chase grunted while trying to get himself some air from the Air Con.

"Well... from what I remember, this Spring was hot enough. No wonder why the Summer feels like hell." Marshall panted.

Summer is identical to hot weather, and that is a bad thing for some dogs. They had to consume more water than the usual to avoid dehydration, and they almost didn't want to get out at day unless duty calls.

"Marshall's right. Spring was hot enough, Summer is worse." Rocky agreed and also tried to cool himself down with some air next to Chase.

"Rocky! Don't get too close! You're transmitting your heat to my body, you know!" Chase groaned and moved aside.

"Sorry Chase, but don't you think putting the con in 'swing' mode is better, so everyone will get the air too?" Rocky suggested.

"That sounds okay. Can you do that?" Chase wiped his sweat.

"Yep, I can. Just have to find the remote... I forgot where Ryder put it." Rocky looked around, and saw the remote next to his brother. "Zuma, mind to pass me the remote, please? I'll try to set the air conditioner!" Rocky asked.

"Here, catch!" Zuma pushed the remote away and laid himself on the ground again. "Gee, I'm not intewested in being a hot dog today." He panted.

Rocky set the air conditioner, and the air finally spreaded around the ground floor.

"Finally..." Rubble went closer to both Rocky and Chase. "Sorry, I wanna chill myself."

"Sure, c'mere." Rocky moved a bit. "Chase, won't you mind?" He asked to Chase.

"Nope. Go on." Chase shook his head.

"And again, we worked too much this week. Under, the sun." Marshall walked to Chase's position and laid his head next to Chase.

"With a note that Marshall got the most call." Rubble added.

"At least I got a nice payment back then." Marshall smiled. "Welp, working under the death ray is actually killing me, literally. But at least I'm still strong enough to endure."

"I actually still pity you, Marshall." Rocky 'wagged' his paw to his face, trying to make some wind from the swing

"No need to pity me, Rocky. I'm okay, still!" Marshall smiled widely. No wonder they called him 'a pup who loves to smile'.

"Actually... on this hot day, playing at the beach, or at the sea would be really great." Skye wondered.

"Ah, yep. Playing with water in a hot day is good." Marshall agreed.

"But Rocky won't. He's an aquaphobic." Chase said jokingly.

"Don't say so to Wocky!" Zuma grunted.

"Wait, why the younger brother who responded instead?" Chase giggled, and Zuma blushed.

"S-sowry. My weflect." Zuma apologized and joined with them.

"That's fine, it's normal." Marshall patted Zuma's shoulder. "If anyone did the same thing to Chase, I'd stand up for him too."

"Heh, you really undewstand, Mawshall." Zuma smiled.

Suddenly, Ryder went down from the observatory. He carried a picnic basket and wore a shirt with Hawaian motive.

"Hey, pups! How about if we hit the beach today?" Ryder offered.

"B-beach? Really?" Skye went up from her position.

"Yeah! I have prepared some stuffs for us to enjoy at the beach. Well, thought that you guys would be interested." Ryder showed his picnic basket.

"Sure, let's go!" Marshall nodded, along with the others agreeing on the offer.

"Go prepare yourselves, guys. I'll wait here, then we will go together." Ryder sat on a chair at the lounge and put his stuffs.

Everyone shouted happily and went outside, but several seconds later they returned inside.

"HOT!" Most of the pups yelled so.

"Uh... then, this might be a stupid and crazy idea but..." Marshall went into his stance. "Arf! Water cannon!" He pulled his cannon from his backpack.

"Everyone please gather around. Rocky, you have to join with us if you don't want to get yourself burned." Marshall directed the others.

"Ah, alright. Just this time." Rocky stood with the others.

"Water cannon, fire!" Marshall pointed the hose to the top and sprayed himself with the others. The water stream was not that strong, it's just sprinkled like water sprinklers at gardens.

"Wet! Wet!" Rocky attempted to hold on.

"Sorry! This should be enough! Arf, water cannon away!" Marshall stopped the stream and returned the hose to his bag.

Everyone were wet with water. Marshall's idea was to spray everyone with water so their furs will be moist and might be able to bear with the sun's deadly heat.

"That's actually a smart idea, Marshall!" Ryder complimented Marshall. "Well, that water of yours actually chilled the base a bit better."

"Well, thanks Ryder! That's one crazy but a possible idea, right?" Marshall laughed with the others.

"We better get ourselves ready before the water dries out!" Chase went outside and the rest followed him.

"Uh, wait! I lost something!" Skye yipped.

"What's it, Skye? What are you losing?" Chase asked.

"My swimming cap! I remember someone borrowed it from me! But who was it?" Skye tried to look around her house.

And also at that time, Chase remembered something.

"W-wait." Chase entered his dog house and went out with a pink swimming cap. "I believe this is yours. Sorry, I... forgot to return it to you. My bad, pal." Chase returned Skye's swimming cap that he borrowed once.

"Wait, WHAT!?" Skye sounded annoyed. "Why don't you return it somewhen ago!?"

"S-sorry! I-I forgot!" Chase tried to defend himself, while the others laughed at him.

Marshall stopped those dogs from further fight.

"C'mon, let's not make the situation become hotter. At least Chase returned the cap already." Marshall tapped Chase's cheek gently. "You are a senile pup, you know that?" He giggled.

"S-shut your mouth, Marshie." Chase blushed and continued preparing his stuffs. Marshall laughed and returned to his dog house to prepare.

After preparing, the whole Paw Patrol team went to the beach with their own vehicles. When they arrived on the beach, they saw a lot of people have stayed at the beach to have a nice summer time.

"Whoa, it turned out the beach is quite crowded, heh?" Skye looked everywhere for an empty spot for them.

"Lucky we went outside. If not, maybe we won't know about this." Rocky also looked around the beach, which was full of umbrellas and mats.

"Well, you're right." Chase took his belongings and started walking to the beach. Everyone followed him, searching for an empty spot for them.

"Ryder! There's an empty spot over there!" Marshall ran to his mentioned spot with his bag.

Marshall's spot was quite spacious and near with the coast. The place is not too hot, and it's perfect for them.

"Nice one, Marshall!" Ryder put his basket. "Time to set up our summer picnic! Rubble and Rocky, help me setting up the umbrella and some other stuffs. The rest please prepare the mat and possibly you guys wanna get the food out from my basket." Ryder gave orders to his pups.

"Yes, Ryder sir!" Everyone answered and did what Ryder asked.

Rubble dug some holes at the sands for the umbrella and several safety nails. Rocky nailed the umbrella and tied the umbrella with some nails and rope. Both Zuma and Chase deployed the mats, and Marshall with Skye prepared the foods.