Paw patrol: Truth or dare

Chapter 11

Alex slowly found himself waking up after what seemed to be a long nap. He wondered what made him so sleepy in the first place. He remembered Rocky coming over and giving him a special juice he made for him so he tried it out. After that, it was all blank.

"Why is it so dark in here?" asked the little boy as he tried to move but found himself tied to what seemed to be a big rock. "Uh, hello? I seem to be tied down… ugh, wish I learned rope escaping from pup scouts book…"

"You be quiet!" said a harsh voice in the darkness. A few lights turned on and Alex winced at the brightness before his eyes started to get used to it. A figure was slowly coming to him that revealed itself to be a German Shepherd pup in a black vest and ski mask. "You are my prisoner, human!"

"Woah, who are you?" asked Alex, tiling his head.

"I am… um…" the German shepherd paused and then answered, "The Kidnapper! Yes, that's right the Kidnapper!"

Alex was about to ask something but he heard what sounded like six paws hitting their foreheads. Dismissing it, he asked, "So what do you do Mr. Kidnapper?"

There was a brief silence.

"I… kidnapped people," said the pup.

"Oh, cool. So who are you kidnapping?

Another brief moment of silence.

"You, duh!" shouted The Kidnapper.

Realization came to Alex as he looked at his bonds. "Oooh, that explains a lot. So I'm being kidnapped by you!"

"Yes! For a total sum of one million dollars!" laughed the pup evilly while rubbing his paws together.

"Well, that might be a problem," said Alex with a giggle. "My grandpa says that I'm priceless. So I don't think you'll be getting your money Mr. Kidnapper. Maybe you should try for diamonds instead. Or my Grandpa's Banana Cake! It's worth so much more than a bunch of stupid dollars and cents."

"I said shut up! Or I will… uhh, kill you! That's right, uh, kill you!" growled The Kidnapper, showing his teeth as he inched closer to Alex.

"Woah, cool! Will you kill me slowly or quickly?! Will there be blood! Hey, can show me your gun! I've always wanted to see one!" shouted Alex, jumping up and down despite his ropes.

The Kidnapper just stared at Alex for a long while, until, "Um, excuse me."

"Okay!" said Alex as he started humming the Paw Patrol theme to himself while waiting for his kidnapper to return.

"It's official, he is a psychopath," said Chase as he entered the other side of the cave, talking off his mask. "What kind of parents did he have that raised such a kid?"

"He's just sitting there… humming…" whispered Zuma in disbelief. "If I was him I would be scawed out of my wits."

"Okay, so far this kidnapping thing hasn't gone very well," said Rocky, shaking his head.

When it was decided that Chase would pretend kidnap someone they decide all at once that it would be Alex who would be the chosen target. After all, nobody really like the kid since he always caused more trouble than it was worth. Rumor even had it that his parents were blackmail Mr. Porter to keep him there.

"Ugh, this is getting lame. Let's just try to scare him one more time and see if we can get him to pee his pants or something," said Rubble with the others agreeing on their plan B they came up with before starting this as they all handed Chase their pup tag, only covered in ketchup.

Donning back on his ski mash, Chase walked back to the bored looking Alex and laughed as evilly as he could. "Foolish Child! You're heroes the Paw Patrol are no more!" said Chase as he slammed down the "fake bloody" pup tags. "They fell for my trap and are now pushing daisies! No one is going to save you now! How does this make you feel?!"

Alex took one look at the pup tags and shrugged. "Eh, I was getting bored of them anyway."

"WHAT?!" shouted all the pups in disbelief.

"Yeah, I mean come on. All they were was just a bunch of cute looking dogs ripping off Transformers and Captain Planet," muttered Alex, rolling his eyes. "And their only arch-enemy is a fat purple guy and his evil band of kitties. Plus, they were so lame in personality when you really think about it. I mean Chase was getting one dimensional with his authority role…"

Chase swore his teeth were clenched so tight he could break them.

"Skye was just so girly it hurt, way to put down woman's advancement into the modern era…"

"I'm going to kill him…" muttered Skye, darkly.

"Rocky was so obviously gay. And I don't mean his job. I think he and Zuma were doing each other in the back a few times," muttered Alex. "Speaking of which, where did he learn to speak? Elmer Fudd School?"

"Get in line, Skye, "muttered both Rocky and Zuma.

"Mashall's just there because he's a clown, Everest is the sixth ranger that was only added to make sure the group wasn't all male to appease feminists, and Rubble, eh, nobody likes him enough to write about him," dismayed Alex.

"… really…" said Chase as he slowly took off his mask and revealed to a horrified Alex who he really was. "I think a few of us have some counter points to that…"

Alex gulped as the rest of the Paw Patrol gathered behind Chase and showed their fangs. "W-what are you going to do to me?"

"Oh, I can think of a few ideas…" said Chase, grinning. "Say Alex? Ever wondered what it's like to be a tree?"

And that when Alex got all wet.

Onto the second last chapter man I never liked Alex but does he deserve what's coming to him? We'll find out! NO CREDITS TO ME!