Paw Patrol: The Lost Love

Chapter 5:

Rocky's POV

"PUPS WAKE UP!" I heard Chase shout through his megaphone like yesterday.

"Personal reminder: Destroy that fucking megaphone..." I groaned and whispered to myself.

I didn't want to open my eyes. But I did it anyways. I saw that I was lying on my back and Zuma was lying on my chest/stomach. I immediately blushed because of the position we were at. Zuma had wrapped his front paws around my chest and his back ones around my stomach. The position was so embarrassing... Why? Because... Because it looked like I was about to... 'Do something'... With Zuma... I quickly lifted him up and then put him down next to me. I hope no one saw this... Oh boy, would it be embarrassing...

I got on my feet and stretched before walking out of the pup house.

"Morning Rocky," Chase said me wagging his tail like crazy.

"Morning Chase... How did you sleep?" I asked him.

"Really good! You?" he replied.

He seemed a bit... Hyper (?)... Today...?

"Good indeed," I said.

"Despite the embarrassing wake up..." I mumbled.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said.

"Okay... Anyways, today you might want to get to the kitchen quick, or Rubble will eat your breakfast again," Chase said and giggled.

"What 'bout you?" I asked.

"I'm not hungry," he said.

"Oh, okay. Bye Chase!" I said as I walked to the kitchen.

"Bye Rocky," he answered.

~-~-~-~-~-At the kitchen-~-~-~-~-~

I walk into the kitchen and see Rubble and Skye already there eating.

"Morning Rubble, morning Skye," I said and went towards my bowl.

"Morning Rocky," they both said at the same time.

I looked down at my bowl and then I started eating. But during that I was only thinking about one thing...

Chase...

I have seen that he has been acting a bit weird lately... I wonder why...

"Morning Rocky, Rubble, Skye," I heard Marshall tell from behind me.

"Morning Marshall." we all said him.

He went over to his bowl and started eating.

"Hey dudes..." Zuma said and yawned.

"Morning Zuma." we all said in unison.

"Hey pups I see you all are- wait, where's Chase?" Ryder came in the kitchen and asked.

"He said that he wasn't hungry," I said Ryder.

"Oh, that's weird..." Ryder said and scratched his head.

I just shrugged and continued eating. And then we heard a loud thud outside.

"What da heck was that dudes?" Zuma asked.

"I'm gonna go check..." I said and walked out.

There I saw the box of toys upside down and something moving underneath it.

"Er, a bit of help here?" I heard Chase say.

"Oh my God, are you okay Chase?" I asked as I ran next to the box.

"Y-Yes, I am, I tried to get a toy from the bottom of the box and I accidentally turned it upside down and on me, hehe..." he said and laughed nervously.

"Let me help you... Ngh..." I said as I pushed the box of him.

"Wow, I didn't know that you are so strong Rocky!" he said and I blushed lightly.

"Oh, um, th-thanks..." I said.

"Anyways, I'm gonna go-" he said but I cut him off.

"Chase, I have a question." I said and looked him in the eyes.

"Um okay, what is it?" he sat down and asked.

"Why didn't you come for a breakfast?" I asked.

"I wasn't hungry at all." he said and smiled while his tail was going crazy.

"Is that really the reason?" I asked again.

"Er, yes, what's with the sudden questioning?" he said and raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Just a bit curious." I said and shrugged.

"Okay..." he told and turned around.

He grabbed a tug-toy and came back next to me.

"Wanna play?" he asked but he sounded muffled because of the tug-toy in his mouth.

"Try again, this time without the tug-toy in your mouth," I said trying to understand what he said.

Chase rolled his eyes and dropped the toy before turning back to me.

"Wanna play?" he asked.

"Oh, sure!" I said and started wagging my tail.

"Awesome!" Chase said.

Chase caught the one edge of the tug-toy with his muzzle and I caught the other.

"Ready, set, go!" Chase said and we started pulling the rope hard.

I remembered the first time we played tug-of-war together. It didn't seem like that at all though. It was more like Chase dragging me around with a tug-toy, hehe...

Anyways, me and Chase kept playing tug-of-war, no one winning. I looked at Chase. He was panting. 'Already?' I thought as I kept pulling. I saw that he was having a hard time keeping up. 'Either this isn't Chase, or he is far too tired,' I thought.

"Break!" I said as I let go of the rope, sending him tumbling backwards.

"Oof! Rocky, next time try not to let go of the rope." he said as he got up and staggered on his feet.

"Chase are you feeling alright?" I asked worriedly.

"Yes I..." he stopped and yawned, "am okay," he finished.

"Come on, it looks like you need some rest," I said.

"No, no, I am wide awake!" he said.

'The same stubborn ass...' I thought.

"Okay then, wanna come and lie down here next to me?" I asked as I lied on the grass.

"Um, sure...?" he said and came and lied next to me.

I waited for a moment. '3' I thought. '2'. '1'. I turned my glare to Chase and saw that he had fallen asleep.

'I knew it! He was tired!' I thought and grinned as I got up on my paws.

I looked back at the asleep Shepherd. I kissed his forehead and left, not noticing two blue angry eyes watching me.

Whoah! Who is watching Rocky? Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Bye guys!