House of Canine: Tales of a Next Life (Paw Patrol )

Pups In: Fun at the Beach!!

It's sunny out. Rocky looked up from his pup house. The sun glared down at him, forcing him to blink to prevent the tears.

He got up and yawned while shaking himself off vigorously. Afternoon naps were the shit but they always left him feeling dehydrated. And more tired than he was before.

Everyone else is playing football down by the river. Why didn't I just go with them instead of sleeping. Silly me. He thought.

He stretched his legs and took a hearty swig from a plastic bottle he recycled the day before. Skye thought it weird that he would re use a bottle, but it was better than licking from filthy dog bowls that Ryder always, always forgot to wash.

The pup trotted off to join his other friends but stopped to glance at the lookout. He noticed Ryder looking thoughtfully out the window. A stressed out expression on his face.

Oh you were stressed alright. No other reason you made us sleep outside for three weeks. Meanie. Rocky thought. He was fed up with the sleeping conditions. There was a terrible ache in his neck from sleeping on the dirty ground and the noises did little to help him get to sleep.

Ugh its a beautiful day, no point bothering about him. Rocky smiled as he came into view of his best friends in the whole world.

Zuma and Skye were having a little race around the beach over to the left, and the rest of the boys were taking a nice dip in the pool.
Except for Rubble, who was currently lazing on a hammock.

Rocky flashed him a smile and the bulldog's eyes lit up.

"Hey Rocky!!! You're finally up man I was waiting on you!!" Rubble yelled enthusiastically.

"I know I know. A pup needs his sleep once in a while, but you know that" he teased. It was no secret that Rubble loved to sleep in. It was something he was very much ashamed of.

"Oh come on!!. Is this how you choose to spend your morning. With an angry bulldog?" He growled.

"Sadly no. Sorry bout that. Also, morning?? I thought it was high noon! The sun nearly blinded me just now what's that about?"

"I dunno. That's why we chose to come cool off at the beach. Katie left some lemon cups by the way. They're probably melted right now though so, meh."

"Ooh sweet. Catch you later bro!" He waved and headed off. Rubble waved as well and settled back down in his shady spot.

He wouldn't tell Rocky, but the real reason he was left behind was because Chase decided not to wake him up, even when asked to by Marshall. By the time they'd gotten to the beachside, which was no short walk by the way, Skye suggested they just let him sleep.

But everyone knew that was just Chase being his usual annoying self, always trying to leave Rocky out of things.

It'll take some good time before our friend group is even functional. Good, good time. Rubble thought with a sigh.

Skye 💕

I took a running leap and crashed into Zuma, locking him in a tight grip. My paws were aching from all that running and I might have used Zuma as an out. I couldn't help it, the boy's just too fast.

"Ha! Got ya!" I yelped. He groaned and looked up at me.

"Owwie. That kinda huwt dude." He mumbled.

"Oh oh my bad so sorry" I nervous laughed and crawled off him. I hated to upset anyone so I was quick to apologise.

He massaged his paw and placed it gently on the ground. He looked like he was about to say something, but decided against it, and just trotted off to join Marshall and Chase in the water.

"Sorry..." I muttered. There goes my New Year Resolution to be nice to everyone. Zuma obviously wasn't impressed.

I sighed and walked dejectedly to the benches to get some lemon cups. Then I noticed someone perched on one of the chairs, eating out of several cups.

"Rocky? Hey man! When did you get here?" I asked.

"Uhh, probably 10 minutes ago. Good to see you Skye. Having fun?" He replied, taking another lemon cup.

" I might have just injured Zuma, and earlier I tore a hole in Rubble's hammock, and he had to get a new one. You tell me if I'm having fun." I quipped, while very embarrassed.

He snickered and put down his cup. He jumped down and slid next to me. I could feel the heat radiating off of his thick fur with how close he was to me.

"Come on partner. Let's go hang by the pool, I'll show you real fun." He said boldly. I laughed and trotted along with him.

"But Rocky! You're gonna get wet!" I reminded him. Everyone knows Rocky hates water, or getting wet.

"ARF! Swimsuit!!" He yelled to his pup pack.

The shell opened, revealing a stretchy black swimsuit. It completely covered his ears down to his paws. He looked like a professional scuba diver!

"You look like a professional scuba diver!" I proceeded to say out loud.

"Great cause that's the look I was going for."He replied.

Marshall 🛑

I kicked my paws strongly, fighting back the current and making white cloudy waves until I burst free at the shore line.

I was breathing heavily and couldn't see straight for a minute, but I heard the cheers of  Zuma nearby.

"Wohooo!!! Go Mawshall!!" Came Zuma's voice. I couldn't register much but I flopped onto the hot sand and lay there breathing for  while. That was an intense workout, 12 full minutes under water.

"I bet no one's gonna beat that record for a while. Haha" I joked, still having trouble breathing. Chase parked himself next to me and gave me one of those looks.

"Marshall....you could have died!! I don't think that was very funny." He scolded, which made me laugh again.

"Oh relaaaaax. As long as no one breaks my record again, I won't go near the water I promise."

"Pinky swear?"

"No because we don't have pinkies, dumb dumb"

"Right, sorry"

Author's Note
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