Loud House Experience Chapter 4

Chapter 16 lemon chapter part 1

So, as I was watching the infinity-verse, I saw some that caught my eyes in the paw patrol universe.

It was another nice, sunny morning in the quaint little town of Adventure Bay. At the very top of the highest hill in the whole town, sat the Paw Patrol's Lookout. The tower was currently completely empty at the moment, except for one special little pup who was currently inhabiting the Lookout's living room.

Zuma sat up amongst the piles of cushions, blankets, and pillows that the pups and Ryder would often use to relax after an important mission, or if they just needed a way to kick back and relax after a long, exhausting day. Except, Zuma wasn't occupying any of the pillows right now, as incredibly soft as they were.

"Okay, Zuma dude, you've done a really good job so far with the balancing. Now you just need to keep focusing on the deep breathing." The dark chocolate-coloured dog talked to himself as he laid flat on his belly, remaining afloat in the air as he laid upright on a stool, all four of his paws splayed out. To anyone who chose to randomly barge in without recognizing him, they'd have thought Zuma was a complete weirdo.

In actuality, Zuma was practicing his lifeguard skills, in preparation of his shift during the Sea Patrol's surveillance of the big beach party that was happening down on Adventure Beach later on that weekend. He'd been falling a bit behind on his skills lately, so Ryder had basically commanded him to take the day off for a quick training session and refresher course.

As he finished slowly breathing in and out, he decided that he was pretty much almost finished with his training, and just in time, too! Ryder and the rest of the pups were out in town, visiting Mayor Goodway and Chickaletta at an art gallery that was going on at town hall. He wasn't exactly Adventure Bay's number one art enthusiast, but as soon as he was finished up with his work, he could put all his things away, hop into his vehicle, and speed down to meet up with-

"Hey, Zuma! How's it going?" Rubble called out, at the same time as the thick glass doors to the living area screeched open, allowing the construction pup to waddle through into the room.

"Woah!" Zuma yelped, his eyes snapping open at the sudden intrusion by one of his best pup friends. He nearly fell off of his stool, but he was fortunately able to steady himself before properly hopping off of the stool and landing on all fours on the carpet. "Rubble! What are you doing back here at the Lookout so soon, dude?" He asked as he walked over towards Rubble. "I thought that Mayor Goodway's art gallery was still going on downtown."

"Oh, it is!" Rubble chirped with a tiny shrug, as cheery as he could be. "But I got bored with it. I'm not exactly Adventure Bay's number one art enthusiast, so I decided to drive the digger back home." He blushed as his round belly gave a loud rumble. "Plus, a lot of the art was inexplicably pup treat-themed, and that was making me really hungry!"