Out of Jealousy || Paw Patrol

C8- He felt like a best friend

Brian drove all the way to the lookout trying to get there in a nick of time. He looked at his speedometer and noticed that he was going thirty miles per hour over the limit. Quickly he hit his brakes to slow down, but he was too late. He saw in his head-up mirror that a cop car had its sirens blaring indicating that Brain needed to pull over.

Brian mentally cursed at himself for not being aware of how fast he was going and he was going to pay a big price for it. "Damn it," Brain said to himself as saw the cop slowly approach Brian's vehicle.

Brian rolled down his window before the cop came to it to show that he had some good manners.

"Hey officer," Brian told the cop.

"Hey sir, do you know why I pulled you over?"

"Because I was speeding."

"Good answer, and do you know how much you were going, sir?"

"Too fast."

"You got that right, now can I see your license and registration."

Brian quickly grabbed both items that he was told to give to the officer and handed them to him. This wasn't the first time that Brian had been pulled over but it had been years since the last time he had. He was sweating bullets from the cost of the ticket.

"So where you headed tonight sir," The cop asked the man.

"I'm headed to the lookout to pick up Marshall from the Paw Patrol," Brian responded.

"Oh ok, wait so you're Brian right?"

"Yessir that's me."

"Oh ok, we'll I'm just going to look at these real quick, and then you'll be off with a warning okay?"

"Okay officer and thank you so much," Brian said as he slouched back onto the driver's seat and gave out a sigh of relief. If the cop didn't give him this warning then the ticket could have really piled up on Brian's wallet.

After a few moments which felt like an eternity, the cop finally walked back to Brian's car and handed him his license and registration.

"Alright sir, you're all good to go, but make sure you don't go over thirty next time okay?"

"Alright officer, but thank you so much for letting me off with the warning."

"Of course now take care Brian."

The cop walked back to his car as Brian continued to head down the road to get the Dalmatian. He could finally be relieved that the whole situation was over with the cop, he was just glad that he didn't have to pay a fine that could've been close to a thousand dollars.

Brian finally made it to the lookout where Marshall was already there waiting for him. Brian was remembering all the trash that Scott was saying about him to the news anchors and just on the news period. 

He had prayed that Marshall hadn't seen what they were saying about the dally, and if Marshall did then he didn't take it to the heart.

"Hey Marshall you ready to go bud?"

"Yeah..." The dally responded in a low tone.

"I'm guessing you saw the news?"

"Yeah, but maybe it's best if we talk about it at the hospital."

"Alright bud, hop in, and then we'll get going."

Marshall jumped into the passenger seat of Brian's luxurious Mercedez and got as comfortable as he could. Brian's car was VERY nice and Marshall had wondered how he got a super nice car in the first place.