Bath day was once every two weeks. All the pups got to wash on the same day. There was quite the routine for this day, Zuma was always the first to jump in, Marshall always accidentally knocked Chase's tub over, Skye was would take hours to look for her special "pink bubble soap" before taking a bath, Rubble always took the longest, and Rocky...
"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
He ran like crazy.
"Bath day? Already?! Whaaaaa?"
He rushed out as fast as he possibly could. "I hate getting wet! Somebody save me! Pleeaaaase!"
Ryder sometimes had to call formal missions (that Rocky skipped) just to locate the mixed breed. Today was one of those days. On the way in, Marshall, who was wearing a red bathing cap, slid into everyone as he was was still wet from his own bath. On the way up, Chase had a lightbulb moment. As the team jumped into position, Chase gave everyone his plan immediately after his introduction...
Rocky was hesitant walking back into the lookout. He glanced left. He glanced right. He then looked ahead of him to see Chase staring him down. "Welcome back, Rocky."
Rocky turned to leave, only to find most of the other pups, minus Marshall, blocking the doorway. Zuma stepped forward, "You will take a bath, Wocky..."
Rocky turned back and ran straight into Chase, pulling a Marshall as both pups were flat on the ground. Rocky was relieved as the elevator moved up. He sighed as he thought up a plan to use the slide to slide down and get away. When the elevator opened though, his face changed to pure horror when...
There was Marshall. With his water cannon. Smirking sinisterly. "Hello, Rocky."
"Marshall..." Rocky stepped back, "Nooo..."
"Water canon!" Marshall barked as the canon was aimed right at Rocky. Chase smiled, already feeling triumph.
"No..." Rocky whispered.
"Water canon on!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Rocky screamed as he was drenched in cold, wet, slippery water..."
Marshall chuckled as Chase poured bubbles on him, "Sorry, Rocky, but today's bath day..."
Rocky moaned, looking up at the fire pup who had stopped blasting him. "I trusted you, Marshall, I thought you were my f-friend..."
After a pause, all three pups burst out laughing. Even the soaked Rocky.