Paw Patrol: Phobias

Zuma the Trypanophobe: Fear of Needles

11:05:
It was a sunny, bright day in Adventure Bay, the pups are playing their own separate games with each other, Chase and Marshall are playing Tug of War, Skye, Rubble and Rocky playing Tag. However, Zuma was just sitting on a nearby bench, an anguished and stressed expression on his face.

Chase: "Are you ok, Zuma?"
Zuma: "Yeah, yeah I'm ok."
Skye: "Really? That look on your face says otherwise."
Zuma: "I'm ok! Seriously!! It's just..."
Zuma: *Sighs reluctantly*
Zuma: "It doesn't matter."
Chase: "I know what this is about. It's about the flu shot isn't it?"
Zuma: *sighs yet again*
Zuma: "...yeah it is"
Zuma: "Let me expla-"
Chase: "Look, you're gonna be ok! It's just a flu shot, how bad could it be?"
Marshall: "Wait what? I haven't heard about this,"
Rocky: "Me neither! But it's just a flu shot; it's not bad."
Marshall: "Why would it be? I bet the needle is tiny!"
Zuma: *Shudders at the word 'needle'*
Rubble: "Yeah! Haha!"
Marshall: "But seriously, Zuma what's the matter?"
Zuma: "It's just that...um-"
Chase: "Zuma has a fear of needles, it's called trypanophobia, and not this slight fear but a full -on hyper-phobia of need-"
Zuma: "Can you stop saying that word!?"
Zuma: *Zuma runs his paw through his fur, calming himself down*
Zuma: "I'm sorry Chase, I just hate the sound of that word."

Zuma walks off with more of a sad and defeated expression, knowing that he will have to face his fear of needles soon enough. Chase watches as Zuma retreats with a sorrow expression and can't help but feel sympathetic for him, though to him, his fear (in his eyes) is very irrational.

12:05:
The pups receives a transmission from Ryder on their pup tags; a call to action! The pups hastily make their way toward The Lookout. Chase is running toward the Tower when he sees a solemn Zuma walking with his head down.

Chase: "Hey Zuma!"
Zuma: *Lifts up his head, still maintaining a woeful look*
Chase: *Runs over to him, making Zuma stop in his tracks*
Chase: "You seem really tense about this shot, huh?"
Zuma: *Droops head back down*
Zuma: "...yeah..."
Zuma: *clears his nose*
Chase: "Look, it's gonna be alright, I understand your feelings right now"
Zuma: *sniffles and looks up at Chase, an incredulous expression on his face*
Zuma: "Really? You do?
Chase: "Yeah! Of course I do! You're not the only pup who has a phobia here y'know."
Zuma: "You have a fear? What is it?"
Chase: *Hesitates for a second, trying to stop himself from disclosing his greatest fear*
Chase: "I...I have a fear of the dentist"
Zuma: *A shocked expression forms on Zuma's face, as he did not expect a pup this mighty and brave, to be scared of the dentist, however he understands, as they also use syringes*
Zuma: "The dentist? I can understand where you're coming from there."
Chase: "Yeah, it's just...my teeth lie in their fate, plus I don't know what they're actually doing in there!"
Zuma: "I understand, I feel like that's a more rational phobia than n-needles"
Chase: *Gives Zuma an amused but reassuring smile to Zuma before speaking once again*
Chase: "Come on now, we don't want to keep Ryder waiting any longer!"
Zuma: "Yeah, let's go!"
Chase: *Starts to smile more, as he has successfully rid Zuma of his anguished state...for now*

12:15:

All of the pups have officially made it to the Lookout, Zuma and Chase being last, due to their little conversation before. The pups are sat there with Ryder still waiting for the two to finally arrive, however upon seeing Zuma's happy expression, they don't think anything of it and go into the elevator (lift 🇬🇧).
Chase: "Paw Patrol ready for action, Ryder sir!"
Ryder: "Thanks for hurrying over pups, Farmer Yumi's baby goats have escaped through a hole in the new fence she made!"
Ryder: "So for this mission I'll need, Spy Chase! I'll need you and your heat-vision googles to sense any heat signals from the goats"
Chase: "Spy Chase is on the case!"
Ryder: "Skye, I'll need you and your 'copter to search from the skies for these goats"
Skye: "Let's take to the sky!"
Ryder: "And Rocky, I'll need you and your tools to fix the fence, we don't want those gats escaping again!"
Rocky: "Green means go!"
Ryder: "Alright, Paw Patrol is on a roll!"