A/N: As you all might already know, I'm not a huge fan of the MarshallxEverest pairing. Well I've written this to tell you that I'm dropping my hate for this pairing. Over the last couple months, maybe even more than that, a war of pairings has been going on. One side hating the MxE pairing and the latter side loving that pairing. I was a MxE hater! Well no more!
With this, I plan to be more supportive, and be an overall better person. I've already dug a pretty deep hole for myself and I want to climb out of it. To start, I want to formally apologize for my rude and childish behavior towards that pairing. It was wrong and foolish of me to say the things I've said.
So I'm going to put all other stories, but one, on hold for right now. Mainly because, I've hit a writing block for those stories and I don't know how to continue them. I'll still work on K9 Special Forces, since it is a collaboration and I don't want to leave my partner hanging in the wind.
I am expecting criticism for switching sides, but I don't plan to rant about it. In fact, unless I have the absolute urge to call someone out, I will. But for the sake of this story, I don't plan to. I hope you guys like what I have to share with you and let's get right into it. This is my first story centered around Marshall. I normally do Chase because I can relate to him, but I kinda relate to Marshall in some sense as well.
PS: If the characterization is off, please let me know and I'll aim to fix it. Cheers!
Enjoy!
Welcome to Chapter 1 of Hearts of Ice and Fire
It may be difficult to believe, but love is one of the most strongest forces in the world. Love will always be better than money. Money is just a materialistic thing. It can't buy love nor happiness. All you get with money is gold diggers; nobody likes a gold digger. If you can't show your love for another individual, or pup, you will never reach your end goal of loving that individual, or pup, forever. Your body will feel empty and lonely. Like a refrigerator or pantry with no good food in it.
Have you ever told yourself that you will never love someone? If so, then you're crazy! Love comes from the connections you have with another individual…..or in the case, a pup. It's one of those odd things that you just can't avoid. No matter how much you fight it, kick it and scream at it. Love will always find itself victorious and on top.
Overlooking the town of Adventure Bay was, none other than, the Lookout Tower. This beautiful tower erected high over the town, almost casting a deep, dark shadow. This state-of-the-art building was not only one of the most advanced buildings in the world, but it was also home to a very special team of pups, The PAW Patrol.
Dawn was slowly approaching as the sky slowly began to turn from a dark blue to lighter shade. The first rays quickly spread out across the morning sky, bringing warmth and sunshine. They quickly ate away at all the darkness, giving the sky a warm and welcoming glow. Soon the sky was alive with bright, white clouds and small flocks of birds. With the sky awake and the sun out, it was time for the day to officially begin.
Snuggled deep into sleep and his fuzzy blanket, Marshall could stay where he was for hours. He was curled up in a tight ball, with his nose tucked beneath his feet. It was warm in his pup house. A special heater that all the pups pup houses had outfitted. It can go from hot to cold and back to hot again in north of five seconds. Marshall was snoring gently, but it was short lived as there was a sudden knocking on his door.
It was Chase. "Marshall, it's time to get up buddy," he said. His voice was muffled from the door, but Marshall could still hear him.
He groaned and let out a puppy yawn. "Ahh, do I have to?" he whined. "I was just getting to the good part." He could hear Chase snicker from the other side.
"Sorry, it had to end, Marshall. But no joke, it's time to get up," he said.
Marshall sat up and raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, why should I get up?" He decided to annoy his friend a bit.
Chase groaned. "Oh no, not this again!" he complained.
Marshall smiled, knowing he had his friend by the leash. "If you don't have a reason, then I guess I'm going back to bed."
"Wait!" Chase shouted. "I think Ryder has breakfast ready."
Marshall smirked. "I'm calling your bluff, Chase. You're not fooling anyone here."
"Hey, Chase," greeted a new voice. Marshall couldn't figure out who it was, no matter how hard he strained his ears.
"Oh, hey….Everest," Chase said.
Marshall's eyes shot wide open. "Everest!" he shouted as he opened his door and jumped out, tackling the supposed Everest. Marshall lathered the pup with licks and hugs. But he looked at who it was and jumped off. "Skye?"
Skye stood up and shook out her fur. "Yeah, it's me. Who did you expect? By the way, thanks for the drool bath." She looked at Chase and giggled.
Marshall looked at Chase too. Chase's lower jaw was opened as wide as it could go. The poor pup was in a state of shock and disbelief. Chase looked back at Marshall, who froze.
"What was that?" Chase asked, with a hint of curiosity. His eyes were still in a faze of complete shock.
Marshall was red as his pup house. "Uhh…I uh…I greet all of…my friends that way. It's my new lifestyle."
"What's the name of the lifestyle? Hugs and Licks?" Skye asked. Her fur was damp from Marshall's drool.
Marshall was even redder now. They're on to me! He thought wildly.
"Got a crush on someone, Marshall?" Chase teased, with a wink.
"No," Marshall answered quickly with no confidence to back it up.
"Is that why you called me, Everest?" Skye asked.
Chase couldn't help but look so smug. "Yep, because every here now knows about Marshall's affections for our husky friend. I figured that if I said she was here, he would go nuts to see her." He broke out laughing. "I never thought he would take it that far though."
Marshall blushed and growled playfully at his friend. "Hey, Skye and Everest look exactly the same when you're launching yourself out of bed like a rocket ship," he said. "I'll have you know they look like fuzzy blurs to me at that speed."
Chase and Skye both glanced at each other in disbelief. "Admit it, Marshall. You like Everest."
Marshall frowned. "Is that a bad thing?"
Skye shook her head. "No, it's not," she shrugged. "She's cute and loves to play. I can see why you are taking a liking for her."
Marshall blushed heavily. His red cheeks proving Skye's point even more so. "Promise not to tell her or anyone else?"
Chase placed a reassuring paw on his spotted friends shoulder. "You have my word. Skye's too," he said, tilting his head to the Cockapoo. She nodded in agreement.
"Thanks guys," he said, hugging each one individually.
Their pup tags beeped. "Pups, breakfast is ready," Ryder said. He said nothing more.
Chase playfully punched Marshall in the shoulder. "You still want to call my bluff?"
Marshall laughed. "No, because breakfast, technically, wasn't ready when you said it was. Hey, I'll race ya," he challenged. "Loser has to forfeit half his breakfast to the winner."
"You're so on," gloated Chase. "Prepare to eat my dust, spotty dog."
"Don't get lost in the sheep, farm boy," retorted Marshall.
"Red Rover!"
"Slow poke!"
Skye separated the two before it go physical. "You guys may be different breeds, but you're brothers to the core," Skye said. "You even argue like brothers too."
What she said was true. Chase and Marshall were the first two pups on the team. They grew up with each other and were born within a few days of each other; Chase was older by a few days. Their constant bickering of who was better at a certain sport or a particular task drove Ryder mad. This time is was probably gonna be no different.
Chase and Marshall stood side-by-side and got into a running stance. Both had their left paw forward meaning they would launch with their rear dominant leg, the right leg. Skye took up a spot right next to them and began her announcement.
"Alright, I want a clean, fair race. No kicking, no biting, no ramming, no barking, none of that mumbo jumbo," she said seriously.
"Oh, get on with it," Marshall and Chase said in sync. They both gave an annoyed look at Skye.
Skye blushed. "On your mark, get set. Go!"
Immediately, Chase took an early lead with Marshall right on his tail. Chase knew that it was going to be a short race, so he just had try and keep Marshall behind him until then. That shouldn't be too hard right?
Marshall went wide around Chase and both pups ran right next to each other. The lookout entrance was right in front of them. As they got closer, it slid open and someone came out.
Rocky!
"Look out!" Skye shouted
Chase immediately hit the brakes and stopped safely. However, Marshall tried to hit the brakes, but he was going too fast to stop. He slid right into the mix-breed and they both hit the ground hard. Marshall landed on top of Rocky and both pups groaned.
"Oh, what happened?" Rocky mumbled, as he held his head.
Marshall stood up. "You okay, Rocky? I didn't mean it, honest." He felt a little dizzy. "Oh, I stood up way too fast."
Rocky stood up and shook out his fur. "No harm done, it's all good. What were you two doing?" He stared at Chase and Skye, who joined them.
"We were racing to breakfast," answered Chase.
"Yeah, is there anything good left?" Marshall asked hopefully. He felt his tummy rumble.
Rocky nodded his head. "Yeah, Ryder and everyone else is in there right now. Get it while it's still fresh," he said, walking to his pup house.
"Where are you going?" called Skye.
"I'm gonna organize some of my pup house. It's a little….messy and cluttered at the moment," he said without stopping.
"Of course it is," Marshall called back. "Hoarding isn't a healthy lifestyle, Rocky."
"Bite me," Rocky retorted, before disappearing into his pup house.
They all busted up laughing. Chase was rolling on the ground. Skye was smacking the ground. And Marshall was kicking the air. The laughter continued on for a few more moments until they had to stop and breath.
"Oh," Chase gasped. "That was funny."
"Oh, Rocky," giggled Skye. "He's a riot."
"I haven't laughed like that in a long time," Marshall said. "I really needed that."
Chase stared at Marshall in disbelief. "I doubt that. You're in fact the laughing stock of the team."
Marshall shrugged. "It's true! I may crack a lot of jokes and laugh at them, but they are my jokes. I don't think I'm that funny, to be honest." He stood up and shook his fur. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving."
"Ditto to that," Skye preached
Marshall started to walk inside with Skye, but stopped when he noticed Chase not following. "You coming, brother?"
Chase didn't even hear him. He looked to be in a sort of trance. In his own little world; the land of Chase.
"Uh, hello…Earth to Chase…Did you hear me?" he said.
Chase shook his head. "Oh, sorry! Lost in thought. What did you say again?"
Marshall chuckled. "We are going to eat, you coming with us?"
Chase dipped his head. "Let's go." He saw Marshall stop and perk his ears.
In the distance, Marshall could hear an engine noise. He saw Chase's ears perk as well. He can hear it too! The dally cast his gaze to the Lookout driveway and saw a vehicle approaching. He couldn't make out what it was, until it got very close. He heard Chase gasp and stare at him. His penetrating gaze burned the back of his head.
Marshall quickly recognized the person, or should I say….pup, driving the vehicle. He too, gasped at who it was and it hit him totally off guard. He didn't think she was coming or visiting for a while. The pup hopped out and stared at them. Marshall called out a name he knew all to well. A name that would be branded in his mind for the rest of his life.
"Everest?"
I know it's bad! I seriously think that this is by far my worst story yet. I feel as though I don't even know what characterization is anymore. I feel like Marshall was too serious for his actual character. The urge to plant an OC is phenomenal. But, with this story, I don't intend to add OC's. I want to try and break free from them and do stories involving the actual characters.
Alright now to the serious part. If you think I am missing something, please tell me. I want to try and make this story work, but I don't feel confident enough to try and do that. I am expecting mixed reviews for this, so say what you please. I'm too lazy to even get mad at them anymore.
AtlasWolfActual Out!
