Should be Us Together?

"The Rendezvous." (Chapter Finale)

Chase's P.O.V.

"RUBBLE!!?"

He quickly stopped punching him and got off him.

"There, Chase. He gets what he deserves! You shouldn't date this mutt! Instead, date someone who is worthy with your worth." He said, as I growled loudly.

"Then that's HOW.. YOU TEACH ME A LESSON!? THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU PUNCH HIM SO ENDLESSLY, HE PASSED OUT!" I said as I tackle Rubble out of Rocky.

I hold Rocky's unconscious body, bruise was seen clearly, and had a black eye.

"What's going on- woah! What happened to Rocky?" Clearly, it was Zuma and Marshall who looked at Rocky with their horrified face.

"Wh-what happened?"

"Him!" I tightly hold him as my growl got louder while glaring at Rubble.

"What's going on here? I heard some loud sounds coming from here."

"Them, Ryder. Them." Rubble pointed

Ryder looked at us.

"Them? What are you talking about, Rubble?"

"You know what I mean! You let them being faggots when they are real mens! You have to do something!"

"Faggots!? Rubble, who the heck taught you to discriminate them?"

"I'm not discriminating, Ryder. It's just.. are you really accepting them as.. them? Even if they don't have a generation to grow?"

I simply heard their conversation, and I was looking at Rocky with still a sad face covered with it.

"Chase, what happened to Rocky?" Ignoring Rubble's question, he looked at me and also unconscious Rocky.

"He did it, he punched him because he is gay. He clearly does not understand the word 'equal'."

He looked at Rubble with a disappointed face.

"Looks like you and I will have a talk, shall we?"

Rubble whined like a baby bulldog, which he IS a bulldog, and sits down, but groaning because of this event.

"Chase, take Rocky to your puphouse and make sure he'll have rest."

"Let me help you carry Rocky, dude."

"Me too, because you're my buddy."

Thanks for the help of Zuma and Marshall, we managed to carry Rocky's body onto my puphouse.

"Thanks, guys."

"That's what friends do, you know. What do you expect from us? Ignore him onto the ground?" He joked, earning a laugh from Zuma and me.

"Well, I better get to bed, it's kinda late."

"Sure, dude. After all, you witnessed this, so you deserve to have some good sleep tonight, with Rocky, of course." He said.

"Sure, sure, you do talk a lot."

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes playfully and started to trail themselves to each of their puphouse.

"Goodnight- wait, I almost forgot." I said and quickly took the bandages I kept.

"There you go." I attached the one onto near his eyes. Dang, how Rubble can be that strong?

Anyhow, I was done attaching all the bandages, hopefully he'll have consciousness tomorrow.

I lied down and looked at the face of my lover, I sighed, knowing that I failed to Protect him from Rubble.