Paw patrol: Truth or dare

Chapter 3

"Why do you like flying so much?" asked Rocky, curious.

"Oh that's easy." Skye did a flip in the air and smiled. "When I was really little, my old owners took me and my parents to see the Blue Angels. I was so amazed by their performance I couldn't stop talking about it. I learned all I could about flying and decided I wanted to join the Air Force!"

"Can a pup become an Air Force pilot?" asked Marshall.

"I don't know, but I'll find out when I'm older," said Skye.

"I'm sure you'll make it and be the best dog flyer ever!" said Chase with a smile.

"Aw, thanks Chase," she replied while winking her eye towards him, making the german shepherd blush even more. "Anyway, time to spin!"

The bottle spun until it landed on Rubble. "I'll take a dare on the double!"

"I would have thought you leawned from your last mistake, dude" said Zuma with a chuckle.

"Ha ha. I can handle not looking at Apollo for awhile," proclaimed Rubble.

"Did I also fowget to mention that the Apollo Super Movie is on tomorrow night?"

"... I hate you," replied a glaring Rubble.

"Anyway," interrupted Skye, who smirked devilishly at the bulldog. "Rubble, I dare you to play with Alex next time he asks us to play with him."

All the other pups sighed in great relief while Rubble turned pale. While Alex was still their friend, and sometimes fun to play with, he was a little... thrill seeking. He often liked playing games that often involved him getting into danger or pretending to be in danger just so he could get rescued. And more then once the Paw Patrol had to save his sorry behind from his actions. Last time, Chase had to play "Chicken Cross the Road" on an actual highway. And before that Rocky had to stop him from playing "Flying Squirrel" with a bedsheet over a high cliff.

Sometimes they didn't know if Alex was just oblivious the life threatening situations he gets himself into or was a psychopath. Maybe both.

"Fine, but if I die, none of you are getting my squeaky toys," muttered Rubble, as he began to plan out his will.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad," said Marshall.

The pups all raised their eyebrows as Rubble responded. "Remember when we had to play "Hide and Seek" in a nuclear plant?"

"... maybe we should get life insurance," said Marshall, rubbing the back of his head. "Anyway, spin Rubble!"

Rubble proceed to do so and this time it landed on Zuma. Remembering his condition to his last dare, Zuma actually shouted out with joy and did a flip. "Yes!" shouted the water pup as he ripped the dress off of him. "I'm naked and free! Woo hoo!"

"Yeah, but not out of danger yet," said Rubble with a sinister look on his face that screamed "Vengeance is mine!".

"Okay, then. Let's play it safe. Twuth!" shouted Zuma, glaring back.

Rubble scrunched his face up in thought before he got a good one. "What's the most embarrassing dream you ever had?"

"Aw, man," moaned Zuma as he lowered his head. Taking a deep breath, he sighed, "I dweamed once I was marrying Chickaletta."

"Pffftt, bwahahaha!" shouted Rubble as he pointed at the embarrassed water pup. "You marrying a chicken! Ha, that's hilarious."

"Um... I had the same dream too once," confessed Marshall, which put a halt to Rubble's laughter as they all stared at the dalamatian. "I thought I was the only one who had that."