A Paw Patrol Story

Yours, Till the end of time

I could hear Chase's siren getting louder, so as the sound of the ATV and the recycling truck, so I start speeding my pace.

And I end up winning the race to the Lookout. I even take off my scarf because I felt like I was about to sweat

I notice Skye waiting at the top of the Lookout's balcony and see Zuma getting outside his pup-house.

Ryder stops his ATV next to the Lookout's entrance, Chase parks his car where his pup-house is supposed to be, and Rocky does the same in his spot.

And I quickly approach Rocky "How was the mountain?" I exclaim excitedly

He chuckles as his truck starts transforming into his pup-house "There was a lot of snow! And the mountain view was beautiful. And Jake, Ryder's friend, is really nice!"

"I think we are going to visit him tomorrow" I inform him, following him inside his green coloured house

Rocky starts taking his suit off, and puts his winter hat on "and what were you doing while I was gone?"

I put my scarf back on "Just chatting with Skye and Zuma for a moment, but I eventually left to take a walk"

"Taking a walk with this cold?" He chuckles

"Well. . . I was thinking of something so I had to clear my mind I guess" I finish, leaving his pup-house

He exits as well, raising his eyebrow "Thinking of something"

I sigh "Yeah, it's a long story"

"I got time" He finishes with a smirk, gently placing a paw on my shoulder

Why don't you just tell him? Skye's voice resounds inside my head.

You don't understand how badly I want to tell you. . . but I just can't find the words to say it

"Want to go somewhere more privately?" He asks

And I just nod

Then we start heading to town. He's not telling me where he is taking me to, never does, but I'm not asking. I trust him.

Maybe the park?

And we pass the park

Nope. . . The bank?

And we pass by the bank, people with winter jackets and hats making lines outside

The bank was a dumb option anyway. . .

And he continues heading forward, then makes a left turn.

This street seems familiar. . .

And lastly, he makes another left turn. The 'Rock & Dy' neon sign was off, covered by hard snow.

He cracks open a plank from the shop's door and takes out a hidden key, a key to open that same door

"How long you haven't come back" I ask, taking a look around.

Everything is exactly the way I remember. Even the tools over the floor.

"How long since you recruited me?" He replies

"A long time"

"Exactly" He finishes, cleaning the dust off a big dark blue couch.

And I notice a big dusty white sheet, covering something in a very far corner.

Carefully, I remove the white sheet to reveal some interesting objects and antiques. A very detailed desk with golden corners, a couple of writing machines, an old baseball bat with a weird sign, other stuff I can't even recognize, and a very old gramophone.

"It still works" He informs as he approaches me, holding a big black vinyl disc.

We set the gramophone up next to the couch, and he carefully places the vinyl disc on the record player.

And static comes out from the old golden coloured horn as the disc begins to spin. Then a voice slowly starts vibrating on the horn. And then

♪ -my hands, and withhold them ♪

♪ I am yoouurs, my love. Till the end. . Of timee ♪

A slow romantic song starts playing.

"I remember people dancing to this type of music at The Memory Festival, next to the park I used to live" I exclaim, not taking my eyes from the golden horn

♪ Mio Amore! ♪

♪ Take my eyes, let them show you ♪

He gives a step back "Oh, I've never danced before"

"C'mon" I quickly say turning to face him, offering my paw.

He quickly shakes his head "Oh, no, I'm good"

"Come onnn" I insist, getting closer to him still with my paw in the air

He hesitates, but then he decides to hold it.

♪ Take my arms, let them hold you ♪

♪ I am youurs, my love ♪

I pull him closer, tugging him against my chest, placing his paw on my shoulder as I hold his other one.

Then I gently, and very slowly, slide my arm around his waist.

"What am I supposed to do?" He asks with a red face

"Just. . ."

♪ Till' the end. . . Of timee ♪

And we start moving, letting the small paced rhythm control our movements.

♪ Till' the end. . . ♪

Feelings I couldn't control start filling my mind, shushing all those thoughts that once tormented me, but not anymore.

♪ Till' the end. . . . ♪

His beautiful hazel eyes locked on mine and a soft smile slowly spreads around his face

♪ of timeeee. . . ♪

All those emotions rushing inside my head make my legs give an uncomfortable, yet pleasant, shiver. I can even feel a soft tingling in the tip of my paws

♪ Oh my Love, can't you see? ♪

♪ Our love wasss meant to be ♪

And I gently rest my head on his shoulder "I'm scared. . ."

♪ Till' the end. . . ♪

And he rests one of his paws on top of my head "You're with me"

♪ Till the end. . . . ♪

Tears start pouring out of my eyes as Rocky gently shushes

♪ Of timeeee. . . Of timeeee! ♪