My Missing Piece (A Rocky X Zuma Story)

New Pup on the Block

I awake to a loud alarm that can be heard from CHASE'S house three pup houses down and I try to fall asleep as the police pup awakes from his slumber and groans loudly. Unfortunately I can't get a wink into my sleep and I decided to wake up and instantly grab my journal. Yes I know it's a journal get over it. I instantly scribble in some words of thought from last night slumber and slam it shut. For some reason I haven't had the energy to do anything other than the jobs I had to do for PAW Patrol.

Oh that reminds me I should introduce myself to you all. Hiya reader, my name's Rocky. I am the eco-pup for the elite group of dogs called PAW Patrol. We do tasks to help others in Adventure Bay. For anyone that don't know where that's at, it's somewhere in the globe that God knows where. I was a happy puppy at one time, but now a days I've been lost lately. Almost like I never should have been here. Almost like I don't... well that's not the point. Regardless of my down side I am very happy to be here and do my favorite thing in the history of the planet and that's to recycle.

I also am a... well I don't know. I have grey fur with blue spots on my back and a unique set of ears. One floppy and the other perked up. Also I have a dark blue ring around my eye. I am a mess of a pup, but whatever. Enough about me.

I stumble out of my house and into the open to see my two errr... co-workers? Friends? I don't know. I never really had friends. Well ones a German Shepherd named Chase and the other is a Dalmatian named Marshall. I feel like maybe we could have been great friends from the start but until then they keep their distance from me as much as they can. Yes they care for me, but all they do is hang with eachother and not talk to me. It's almost like they h...

"Morning Rocky!" A voice shakes my thoughts and puts me back into realization. "Oh. Hi Chase."

"Dude. You alright?" Chase looked at me curiously.

Marshall pipes in. "Yeah man. You haven't been yourself lately. What gives.

I feel like maybe I should spill my feelings to them, but I reply with a simple answer. "I'm fine guys just haven't had sleep lately is all."

Marshall smirks at Chase. "Maybe you shouldn't have your alarm set on train horn. The poor pup can't handle this early." They share a laugh that I didn't seem okay with. That's what they do. Make fun of me and move on. As what they did. They walked away laughing to themselves. Man why can't I have a friend. Maybe it's because I don't have the charisma that they do. Or I am so different. Or its that I'm just a loser that cares for the planet instead of them who care for others. Maybe I should leave the PAW Patrol, but what keeps me? Why can't I just...

A loud beep is heard on my collar with a symbol of the recycle triangle. That's my signal to go to the lookout. Ya know, Ryder needs me. I start to run to the lookout. Maybe this is the day. This is the day everything will change. This may be the day I can find use in my life.

I get into the elevator with Chase and Marshall and we go up and see Ryder.

Ryder is the first to greet us. "Morning pups. We have a big day today."

Chase being Chase, "What's the plan Ryder? Robbery? Auto accident?"

Then Marshall. "Forest fire? Cat in a tree?"

Ryder chuckles at their enthusiasm, "Quite the opposite. We have a new pup." He opens a door. "Guys this is Zuma." And out walks a small chocolate lab and he beams of happiness and looks at us. Shaking his tail happily as he walks to us.

First to Chase. "Hewwo."

"Hiya Zuma. Name's Chase I'm the police pup for PAW Patrol. Nice to meet ya." They extend paws to shake and he moves to Marshall.

"Hello Zuma. Nice to meet you. My name's Marshall and I'm the fire pup. I'm all fired up meeting you heh." Zuma stares curiously at what the Dalmatian said but shook it off and replies calmly and happily, "Nice to meet you too. My name is Zuma."

And then finally he approaches me. I try to play it cool but my anxiety for meeting new people got the best of me and I startstuddering. "H-hello Z-Zuma. I'm R-Rocky."

He smiles. "Wocky. I like that name. I'm Zuma." His voice is so soothing and positive I tend to put a smile on my face as we stare at eachother.

Ryder smiles and explains we have a mission and need Chase and Marshall. Of freaking course. I'm not chosen. Again.

"Rocky. Could you show Zuma around?" I look up at Ryder and reply with a "Sure." as Chase, Marshall, and Ryder head to the place of their mission.

Now it's just me and the new kid on the block. Okay Rocky don't mess it up.