You groaned, why was your phone buzzing so often? Who was texting you this often?You look at the lock screen and realize: Zuma was spamming the channel.
July, 20 20-- 3:06 am
WHAATTTTT??
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The next one:
July, 20 20-- 3:20 am
HA GAYYYYYYYY
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Why did Zuma like the caps so much? Most of the videos used capital letters in their titles, except for:
July, 20 20-- 3:45 am
Zuma is extremely sorry for the spam VIA RUBBLE
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Zuma better be sorry! It was so early, you don't even remember your name right now! You rolled your eyes and went to sleep, not before putting your phone on silent.
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You wake up a few hours later. Yawning, you check Zuma's channel now that you were in the mood.
All of the new videos were gone..
He left one posted.
July, 20 20-- 5:08 am
I am sorry VIA Zuma
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You clicked on the video.
Zuma had terrible bed head in this video. His shirtless ungroomed chest fur made you excited to hear what he had to say. His golden eyes looked everywhere but the camera as he fumbled over his words. You could only make out the words "Chase made me do this" and "we're sick of each other's shit right now".
Was everything alright?
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marshall screwed up
Published on July 20, 20--
The guys and i are having a sleep over!! We did each others nails before hand too but then Marshy screwed up
:(((Zuma had a lot of videos now. You watched most of them, loving his little adventures he and his friends had.
You clicked the play button on the latest video.
Marshall, the Dalmatian pizza delivery boy from a few videos back, had made friends with the boys, he appeared on your screen with Rubble. He sat nervously on their couch, running his fingers through his messy platinum blonde hair.
"Truth or dare?" Zuma's voice was behind the camera.
"Truth", Marshall and Rubble shared an answer. Zuma chuckled.
"Would you punch Chase if he looked at you the wrong way?"
They looked at each other blinking them looked back at the camera.
"Are you insane?" Rubble shook his head as he puffed out his chest proudly. "I'm a pacifist, anyway."
"And", Marshall rubbed the back of his neck. "Chase doesn't put his hands on us, it's not right to do it to him."
"Guys.. He wouldnt be able to feel it anyway."
You recall the rare moments Chase came into Zuma's vlogs. He was always angry at him, scolding his roommate for some chore that wasn't done. He was a very bulky German Shepherd, scary even.
"Yeah.." The boys all agreed on that.
"Okay, truth or dare?" Rubble's eyes glittered with excitment.
"Dare."
"Truth."
"Marshall don't be like that!", Zuma scowled.
"Fine, dare."
"Do cartwheels around the apartment annnnd...", Rubble paused to think. "Sing a song too."
Zuma snorted loudly. He shoved the camera in Rubble's arms, you heard some shuffling noises.
"Rubble over here!"
Zuma was significantly taller than Marshall, you noticed.
"Dun,dun, here we go Paw patrol.." , Zuma sang under his breath. He did a few sloppy cartwheels before he was distracted by Marshall's giggling fit.
"Bro, what are you singing?", he laughed.
Zuma shrugged, grinning. "It just came to me. Paw patrol, paw patrol we'll be there when there's trouble...na,na."
Even Rubble grumbled with amusement, shaking the view you had. "That sounds like a weird children's superhero theme song."
Zuma wheeled around the kitchen. "Yeah! Imagine some bass in it and a dope lead singing it! It's a good song."
Marshall never finished his laughing fit, he continued wheeling though. You heard something shatter, breaking off his joy.
"Yo..", Zuma's face reflected cold fear. "That was Chase's!"
The video ended there.
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