It was a sunny summer day, all the puppies were running around and happy. They decided to have a puppyball match. Ryder was the referee and the puppies were the players. As they began to divide into teams, the puppies noticed that one of their friends was missing. — Where's Marshall? asked Chase.
Ryder and Rocky glanced at each other, and Rocky sighed and answered:
- Yesterday, on a mission, Marshall accidentally misplaced the clutch and hit my bumper. He apologized, even though there was hardly any damage. But you know he's not gonna get over it for a while.
- So what, we're gonna play 3 vs 2 now? " Sky asked irritably.
Chase was shocked, but he didn't show it, he just said:
- I'll go get him now," Chase replied with a smile.
Marshall was just sitting in his dark box, covered with a blanket and with his nose buried in his pillow, whimpering softly. — How could I have gotten the clutch wrong? How?!
These thoughts caused Marshall to curl up into a ball and quietly began to sob. His tears made the pillow wetter and softer, and the blanket cozier and warmer. It was as if the box itself, and all its contents, were trying to soothe its owner. Marshall carefully pulled his paw out from under the blanket, which began to drive the code lock, to open the small box. And when the last 3 digits were left to drive, there was a knock on the door.
- Marshall, open up, it's me.
Marshall quickly deactivated the code of the box and began wiping his wet eyes on a soft toy, then opened the door. When the door opened, a bright, sunny light illuminated the entire booth. It was so bright that Marshall squinted and covered his eyes with his paw. When his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw his best friend standing in front of him.
- Marshall, were you crying?! Chase asked worriedly.
- No, I just didn't sleep well," Marshall tried to deny it.
- Who are you trying to fool?
Marshall sighed heavily and asked:
- Is something wrong?
- Nothing, it's just that the puppies and I are going to play puppyball, and I don't have another puppy on my team. Marshall liked to play puppyball, especially if he was on the Racer's team, but he was in no condition to play right now. I'm going to pass," Marshall said with a fake smile. Chase didn't expect that from Marshall, but he knew that the best way to get rid of his moping was to have a little fun.
- Come on, it'll be fun," Chase said with a smile and a wagging tail. Marshall chuckled a little, and replied:
- Okay, give me five minutes. Chase nodded to Marshall, and ran to the field where the game was about to start. Marshall looked disappointedly at the box and ran to the puppies.
evening
All the puppies were terribly tired, it was a sweaty game. With a score of 25/15, the Chase's team won. But no one cared who won, everyone was happy to get emotional from this game. Marshall forgot about his guilt and enjoyed this game 100%. Racer was happy to see the smile of the cheerful Dalmatian. The puppies were about to go to bed when suddenly, they saw a blue ray from the forest.
- Oh, the Magister is back," Ryder said with a smile.
At that moment a fresh breeze blew on the puppy patrol and a figure in a blue robe, with golden hair and green eyes appeared not far from them. — Hi Pa... — Before he could finish, all 6 puppies jumped on him and knocked him off his feet.
- Haha, it's good to see you all too.
Ryder walked over to Magister to give him a helping hand. When the Magister was already standing on his own two, he thanked Ryder for his help.
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Universal chaos: it's destiny
FantasyOur life is a game. We are players, and we decide how we play. Everyone chooses their own way. We always complain that we are unlucky, but if we think about it, we have only ourselves to blame. We choose our own fate, but sometimes fate chooses us.