Rock Dog: The Songs We Sing

Chapter 22 - Beautiful Mess

The day before the concert, Bodi was in the living room of Rock Dog's suite in St Jupiter, rehearsing his parts for the concert one more time. Everyone else was already asleep, despite the time being only 10pm. Angus got everyone to sleep early, but Bodi insisted on staying up late. Perfection means taking sacrifices in sleep time, it seems.

As Bodi sang the parts, he heard the knock of the door. He peered out of the door hole to find Swifty knocking. The arctic fox needed some company.

"Hey, Swifty," Bodi greeted Swifty upon opening.

"Listen, you bastard," Swifty pointed his finger at the mastiff, as if he was threatening. "I'm still not done with what happened at the ski resort. I want to challenge you again!"

Bodi sighed. Swifty meant business. He let the arctic fox in, but not without reminding him not to make much noise.

"Everyone else in my suite decided to head to bed, but I told Jade I needed some fresh air," Swifty explained why he was outside their suite. "I planned to return to the bar, but then I went past your suite."

Bodi stopped Swifty from explaining further. "I had another place where we could battle. Are you good at bowling?"

"Yeah, I played bowling with the gang most of the time. Why?"

"I heard down the streets there's a bowling alley that offers glow bowling at night. And it opens until 2 in the morning."

Swifty agreed on the idea. "Sweet! That's what I needed. Just the two of us?"

"No, I thought of bringing in Johnny in. Apparently, he's inside the alley right now. At least that's what I saw in his Twitter."

Swifty stood up. They knew where they would be going. "Let's go! There's no time to lose!"

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Johnny was bowling alone as Ash wanted to get some more sleep after a week of finishing her finals. She slept inside Johnny's garage while the gorilla bowled in his own lane. So far, the scores indicate he was doing just fine.

Just then, he found Bodi and Swifty just entering the glow-themed alley. They went straight to the shoes rental to rent bowling shoes (even though they wear barefoot) and spotting the gorilla, they head straight to him.

Johnny sighed. "You should have asked."

"It came out of a blue, but Swifty and I had a settle to score."

"And that score was?"

Swifty intervened. "Never mind that, we just want to bowl. Anyway, you're paying for it, right?"

The gorilla sighed once more. There was no way he could refuse them. "Alright, just bring your bowling balls and let's play."