Arby's Life Tale.

Chapter Two.

—— 6 AM ——

Zuma pulled up his hovercraft nearby Captain Sid's boat location. He pressed a bottom and the hovercraft automatically turned into a underwater boat. He drove of to Captain Sid, finding him approaching the giant snail.

"It's been good having you ovew, but I'm afwaid it ends now," said Zuma.

"I– Is it possible meeting with y'all again?" asked Arby.

"Maybe. But fow now you should return to Sid."

"You're right, it's been good to met you guys, Zuma. Hopefully I'll see you just soon again," said Arby.

The pirate pup jumped in the water, swimming up to the underwater boat. Sid opened and grabbed the puppy in his arms. Arby waved, and Zuma drive of in his hovercraft.

"We'll come and save you, Awby, don't you wowwy about it," murmured Zuma.

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Zuma pulled up his hovercraft outside The Lookout. He headed back inside, seeing everyone waiting for him.

"Zuma! You're back, how did it go?" asked Rocky.

"It tuwned out going gweat," replied Zuma. "I'm just already wowwied about Awby."

Chase, the police pup nodded.

"I can agree with that. Actually, I'm also worried, even though his against us."

"Maybe he actually doesn't want to?" said Zuma.

"Could be. We have to save that poor pup," said Rocky.

"Yeah! You'we wight, Wocky," said Zuma. "Chasey, do you have any plans?"

"Perhaps, I do.."

The German Shepard smirked to his victorious plan. Another step was convicting Ryder to let them out this late. Maybe, they could say reasons for night patrol – wouldn't work, since it's Skye's time. But! Hey, Ryder is also out when during patrols to report from grounds, why not sneak out they left?

—— 7 PM ——

Chase, Rocky and Zuma stood in the moonlight on the beach. Zuma had lent them out scuba gear. Rocky was the most nervous one, since they will be swimming through water.

"If it's anything, Wocky, swim up to the land, slowly," said Zuma.

"Alright. Good to know," said Rocky.

The three pups stepped in the water. Their scuba gear attracted and the pups started to swim through the ice hole water. The night had fallen above Adventure Sea.

"Arf! Underwater light!" commanded Chase.

"Haha, thanks, Chase," said Rocky.

"No worries," replied Chase.

Zuma were fully focused on spotting the scuba boat. That he didn't listen to the other two pups conversation.

"Found anything, Zu?" asked Rocky.

"Nope. Thewe's nothing.." replied Zuma, bit concerned.

"Perhaps, they left Adventure Sea in sunset.." said Rocky.

"They couldn't done that! Sid won't leave until he's got full revenge on us," responded, Chase.

"He's wight, sowwy," replied Zuma.

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After sometime of searching, the pups wanted to get back to Lookout to rest. Zuma, however didn't want to give up just yet. He continued dive around in the sea, until finding some kind of light, few meters away from him.

He sped up, and swam that way. He had succeeded, he found Arby and Sid's scuba boat.

"Now, just to get in," said Zuma.

He approached every part of the scuba boat, until he found the weakness of it. The air condition, if he would get through the blades, he would be able to get inside as well.

Zuma started his small engine of propellers. He went up to the air conditioning.

———

Zuma returned back with the pup laying asleep on his back. The hovercraft – turned into his pup house was opened and he ran towards it.

Suddenly, his pup pad would blink.

"Did you find him, Zuma?" asked Ryder.
"W–what do you mean?" asked Zuma.
"Arby, I mean. What else?"
"Y–you'we not mad?" asked Zuma.
"Of course not. You did what's better for Arby. Get him to your pup house, and we'll keep him over weekend," said Ryder.
"Weally?! That's pawsome!" claimed Zuma.
"Shh, or you'll wake him up, which I believe you don't want to," said Ryder.
"Haha, no.. I don't. Have a good sleep, Wyder," said Zuma.
"Good night, tight dreams," said Ryder.

—— 11 PM (During lunch time.) ——

Arby's POV.

I woke up to someone holding their arms wrapped around me. For a second I thought it was Captain Sid, Sir, until I realized I laid in another puppy's grip. I widened my eyes, as I realized it was Zuma's puphouse I was laying in.

Then there could only be one pup holding their arms around me. 'Zuma.' I thought and gasped.

"Don't get newous. I won't do anything," whispered Zuma.
"I– I'm not nervous!"
"Oh yeah? I can feel it," replied Zuma.
"Hmph.."
"You'we cute when you'we mad," said Zuma.
"Why are you not using 'R' and instead 'W'?" asked Arby.
"That's because I was bown with a lisp, making I can't say– you know," said Zuma.
"Hmm, okay. That's kinda cute."

To my high hopes, I would be able to tease Zuma a little bit, but that didn't work of course. If there's something you want to change when you're gay is your height. You don't want to be shorter, you want to be taller.

"You will be staying ovew weekend," said Zuma.
"Really?! That's clawsome!" claimed Arby.
"Yeah.. but might be a pewsonal question.. but how are Sid treating you?" asked Zuma.

There was a silence filling the pup house. I didn't want to speak bad about Captain Sid, Sir, but eventually I knew this question would come.

"Considering talk about something else?"
"Yeah, if that makes you more comfowted," replied Zuma.
"Thanks.."

——— 13 PM ———

Narrator's POV.

Arby and Zuma finally got out of Zuma's pup house, heading back to Lookout. There was the other pups already waiting for them with some games.

"Hello, Arby. My name is Chase. You probably already know me since I'm the police pup-," said a German Shepard, a lot taller than Arby himself.

"My name is Marshall. Fire pup," said a Dalmatian.

"Rubble, constitution pup," said a bulldog.

"Rocky, eco pup," said a mix-breed.

"Skye, flight pup," said another mix-breed, who was looking like a Cockapoo.

"Arby.. Dutch dog.. nothing," chuckled Arby.

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This chapter was longer. Comment down if you want a ship between Rocky x Skye, Chase x Skye, Marshall x Skye or: Rocky x Marshall, Rocky x Chase OR: Marshall x Chase.

- __SakemaSan ❤️