Space pups

~7~

"Are you coming to the spring dance?" Marshall inquired of Everest who he was video calling through one of the big screens in the lookout. He was reticent about the question he was asking but hid under a mask of exurbance.

"Of course!" Everest put on an expression of cheerfulness, her face beaming with many emotions at once.

"Is there something else we can do together?" Marshall's head was drooping as he spoke. "You know, since snowboarding didn't work for me."

"I can come tomorrow and we can pup pup boogie, I've gotten much better at it," Everest stated.

Marshall's ears perked up a little as he heard this," Really? Are you sure Jake won't get a bit lonely?"

"He'll be fine, he's got snowboarders and skiers to talk to."

"Well, I guess I'll boogie with you you tomorrow."

    Everest and Marshall lips ascended, displaying happiness, in simple words, they smiled. They bid adieu to each other and Everest cut the call. Marshall's legs capered to the kitchen and when he got there, he slid on the oily floor and skidded into Zuma.

"Oops, sorry Marshall," Zuma apologized. "Some water spilled on the floor when we were making cake, we're using one of Miss. Marjorie's recipes."

"Hey Zuma," Rubble called. "I don't know if we should put some particular ingredients because if they're not mixed properly and at the right time, the taste of the cake will be different than what we expect."

"Don't be afraid to take whisks," Marshall advised, he saw Ryder holding peanut butter container and his tail swayed like the wind. He rushed to get to Ryder but slid and collided into his owner. "Sorry Ryder," he said and received a smile.

Zuma and Rubble laughed at his silly position and Marshall licked Ryder, making him giggle.

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"How is this going to help us in any way?" Chad peered in bafflement at the enigmatic figures and symbols in the books that Buddy showed Dylan and him. It looked like math homework, in this case, with no numbers.

"What does all of that even mean?" Dylan scratched his head.

"Commander Xander has been trying to decipher them for years but had no luck," Buddy said. "I've tried to too but I'm programmed to understand earthly languages and codes so I can't decode it either."

"Ok," Chad stood up. "But how is this going to help us to get back to earth and solve all the other issues we have right now?"

"He's very suspicious of you two and it's hard to gain his trust in general," Buddy mentioned. "So maybe if we decrypt it, he would trust you more and you could convince him to release you."

    They all heard a loud noise. "Dylan?" Chad groaned at him in annoyance. "That's not me," Dylan claimed. "I ate hours ago or something like that, you really loose track of time when your in space." The three ignored what they heard.

"Nice idea Buddy," Chad smiled. "But I don't think we're going to understand this conundrum too soon, is there a faster solution?"

"I've got an idea!" Dylan snapped his fingers. "What about if we found a way to send a message to Adventure Bay?" "That's a great idea, Dylan," Chad praised him. "The question now is how."
"Maybe we can send a message there," Buddy rubbed his metal chin.