A Paw Patrol Story

Remembering

I start devouring the food Rocky ordered for me as he just watches 

A soft smile on his face as he rests his chin on his paw

"You were starving" He says as he quickly wipes his wet eyes

But I am so hungry, and thirsty, that I just quickly grab the glass full of water and start drinking it 

And he sniffs, before chuckling "We all thought you were . . . you know"

I slowly raise my gaze, putting the glass of water down 

We stare at each other for a couple of seconds, until I break the silence "Just out of curiosity. . . what happened after I left?"

Rocky sighs, looking down as he starts wrapping a red scarf around his neck. I guess he had it on the chair next to him. "That's a long story I don't want to remember"

I frown "In summary?"

He doesn't look back up

"Please. . . ?"

And Rocky sighs, crossing both paws over the table "After you left . . . everybody blamed Ryder. It didn't take long for him to one day just . . . disappear-"

So he actually only cared about his ego after all. . .

"-Chase got really affected as well. He looked, day and night, every single day. I helped him, in any way I could. We even went to a really far old town, but nothing"

Chase. . . I just hope he doesn't hate me. . .

"When we got back, Skye was already gone. No one really knows where"

He definitely hates me . . .

"After that, Chase locked himself up in the Lookout and. . . Well, no one has ever seen him since then. Rubble moved to a town, not far from Foggy Bottom, and Zuma."

He hesitates for a couple of seconds. Does he hate Zuma? For what. . . happened, I guess

"What happened to Zuma?"

"I haven't really talked to him since then. But I know he got into really bad stuff" Rocky finished

Should I ask him about Everest and Tracker?

. . . no?. . .

Rocky then stands up, "Come on" he calls as he starts heading towards the door

"Aren't you gonna pay?" I ask, quickly trotting behind him

"I have a deal with the owner. I fix whatever he wants and I don't pay for food"

We quickly cross the street and, as soon as we get on the pavement, he disappears in the fog

I take a quick look around me, but everything is so foggy

"Uhm. . . Rocky?" I ask as my paws start shaking

Why am I even shaking

I haven't felt like this in . . . a really long time

And his paw reaches through the fog to grab mine. "Let's go" He says as he starts walking

I follow him, who in a really fast pace starts making his way around small streets, dodging some trash bags and water puddles

This doesn't even look like Adventure bay

And he stops next to a very familiar door.

He must have taken the 'Rock & Dy' neon sign off, or maybe it was too foggy to even see it