The Wounds We Heal

Chapter fifteen: Caught Of Tape

"Sorry pups, I didn't mean to get you all trapped in my blue parachute. Hehe," Snowflake said as she went to get her parachute.

"Oof! No worries." Marshall answered while recovering himself.

"Now can we go get lunch?" Rubble goaded.

"Sure,.." Ryder smiled and they all began to make their way towards the pup treat dispensers.

Chase yawned and stretched out on his back. His eyes started to open and he almost tried to keep them open, which only lasted for a moment.

"So what food options do we have?" Snowflake asked.

"Well, we have some gravy-covered doggie biscuit kibble.." Rubble began. "Or.. some pupperoni sandwiches. Or.. Oo! I know!.. chicken fried pup-pizza!!"

"Hmmm. The pupperoni sandwiches sound good," Snowflake commented.

"I'll take the chicken fried pup-pizza," Ned replied.

"Coming right up!" Katie smiled, as she and Ryder disappeared to another part of the Lookout.

Chase yawned again and everyone who heard it looked his way. He shifted onto his side and his eyes blinked open.

"Hey look who's finally starting to come back to us." Chester joked, as they all approached the young German Shepherd.

Chase's eyes blinked a couple more times then clenched closed, rolling onto his stomach so he could then press his eyes into his paws on the ground.

"Is he still loopy?" Ned asked, peering over Chester's shoulder curiously.

Sighing a deep breath, the young police pup held his position.

"You good?" His older brother asked.

"Ahn, define good?" Chase's muffled voice rasped.

"I don't know, functioning? Breathing? Anything other than not living?" Chester listed off randomly.

"Heh heh heh, ok, ok, I'm good, geesh!" Chase giggled rolling onto his side again; exposing his face so he could lay his cheek on his paws.

"At least you're awake. Well, at least compared to last night. Why can't you be a goofball all the time? It's fun!" Ned replied with a smirk.

"*yawn* what?" Chase wondered, lifting a paw to rub his eye.

"Yeah, you were a cheesy pup," Ned answered with a wink.

"Ugh, what are you talking about?" Chase wondered, finally rising from his blankets to stretch.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Fupple Puff." Chester smirked.

"Say what?" Chase asked, turning to him.

"Fuppl-"

"Oh I know what that is.." Chase realized suddenly, his tone decelerating as he said this.

"Since when do you bring that up?" He asked a moment later.

"When you thought you were being eaten by queso. It was a gouda time," Ned teased. "You could say you were a cheesy pup." And all the pups laughed at this. Chase just stared at them.

"Ok, am I missing something?" He wondered in complete confusion.

"Sounds like a lot." Skye giggled even as the other pups smiled and/or giggled.

"Yeah, so about that game.." Chester began again.

"So, when can we have lunch?" Snowflake wondered.