Behind The Mask

Feeling Better...Or Not

     While everyone else was awake, Marshall, Rubble, Rocky, Zuma, Tuck, Tracker and Rex were still asleep, but they soon got up a little bit after Chase got the mysterious message from the Overlord. Marshall, Rubble, Rocky and Zuma were once again disappointed to know that Chase hadn't woken them up again, but they couldn't hold anything against him, he was sick.

The boys walked in and looked to the side to see Chase asleep, his back slightly rising and lowering, meaning he was breathing. But his face still showed misery and pain. He was still covered in blankets and the ice pack was still placed on his head.

Just then, Katie came from the basement, already noticing the woken up pups.

"Morning guys." Katie greeted with a slight chuckle.

"Morning, how's Chase doing?" Marshall asked in a concerned tone and the blondie made her way to the snoozing shepherd.

"I was about to check up on him." Katie responded and kneeled down, placing her forehead on Chase, she frowned once again.

"Still no change." She sighed, earning sighs from the boys as well. Marshall internally cursed at himself, thinking that he could've done something more to help his brother.

"I'm gonna prepare some water for him, just look after him for a couple of minutes, okay?" She asked as she petted Rocky and Rubbles heads and walked off, while the rest of the guys looked over at their second-in-command.

"Man, I've never seen him in this kind of state." Tuck commented as he studied Chase more.

"En efecto, I just hope he gets better soon." Tracker whimpered. Rocky looked over at Marshall who's paw was secretly shaking, as if he was frustrated.

"You okay, man?" The mixed breed asked, taking the Dalmatians attention.

"O-Oh, yeah, yeah I'm fine." He lied and Zuma sighed.

"Dude, you'we the wowst at lying." The Labrador deadpanned and Marshall only looked at him with a look of confusion with a nervous chuckle.

"It's not your fault, y'know." Rubble mentioned, now the fire pup looked at the youngest member with a surprised look.

"Wha-? How'd you know?" He asked.

"Again, you're predictable." Tuck deadpanned, now earning laughs from the others, but soon died down and was suddenly filled with awkward silence.

"I mean, I'm a medical pup, I should be doing more to help him. I should've seen this coming sooner." The red pup spoke as he glanced at the ill shepherd.

"Escucha, there's no way you could've predicted something like this, amigo." Tracker comforted and Marshall looked back over at his friends.

"Trackers right, but what's most important is that we do everything we can to help Chase feel better." Rocky gave a cheerful smile as he placed his paw on Marshall's shoulder, earning a weak smile from him, then Tuck placed his paw on his other shoulder.

"He's right, nothings gonna help when you feel down. Trust us, he'll get better in no time." Tuck grinned, which earned a more happy smile from Marshall.

"Yeah, you guys are right, thanks so much." Marshall grinned as he pulled Tuck and Rocky in closer which earned cheerful smiles from them.

Just then, Katie walked in with Chase's bowl, filled with water and placed it in front of the German Shepherd.

A Few Hours Later

A couple of hours have gone by and the girls finally returned to the Lookout, seeing that everyone was up in the main room, some were looking after Chase, while the others were playing or talking.