Paw Patrol: A Rocky Contract

Extracted from 'A Rocky's Contract'-----|||There was a loud ear-shattering disturbance at the front door. Chase had never smelt this smell before, he hadn't even met the smell he smelt who was standing at the smelly door. He realized it wasn't a who, it was a what. Rocky was running from the elevator and rapidly asked Chase what he heck was going on outside, yet chase didn't know a thing what the smelly smell was doing. Rocky suddenly had a shock of worry on his face, as he knew what the smelly smell was.

"Black powder," Rocky whisper-shouted under his breath, "fricken heck, they're after me!"

"What do you mean they're after you!" Chase shouted a god-forsaken yell even his voice can be heard from heaven, concerned for his mutt friend.

However, Rocky was at the top of the Lookout before he finished his sentence. Rocky got on the balcony and looked down. He almost fainted on the people below and the speck of multicolored dots he would call his friends. He wasn't afraid of heights anyway but water was his second weakness. His friends were the first.

"Wait," Rocky thought for a split second, "Gunpowder is not normally used in modern firearms so the people must have poop guns." Rocky smiled a smile of relief. "But the blood was real and my friends are real down there and... this has no correlation."

He made a list in his head of what was down there. Fake weapons with real gunpowder? Real hand relation weapons but a fake weapon with real gunpowder? Real weapons that use real gunpower? But what are the chances? 50/50, 75/25, or 100/0. Rocky has a really high IQ and tested in the Stanford-Binet and the Mega Test IQ facilities and he couldn't crack the code.

BRUUUHHH... KAPOWW

The Lookout was shaking like something in a level 9 earthquake. Unfortunately it wasn't so. The Lookout was toppling down from the hill it was located in an instant and left Rocky hanging for dear life and the pups especially Zuma in his mind. Water struck, leaving Rocky to drown alone.| ;(