Hello, fellow fanfic readers 'n' writers! 'Misadventures' is back after 5 days of inactivity, and I believe that someone could be made happy with this chapter that's put up. Let's hope I don't ruin it with my stupidity!
DISCLAIMER: These days, people get lazy with their disclaimers. They just say 'I don't own PAW Patrol' and that's it. No offence to anyone, but just look at this: 'I own not this show, nor do I any of the characters, save the OCs and the storyline of this chapter - both of which have been invented by me - as all other cameos and locations are the belongings of the four groups with the names Nickelodeon, Nick Jr., Spin Master and Viacom.' That's a disclaimer and a half.
When The Expert had risen from his state of unconsciousness for the second time, he wanted to stay in at the Lookout to make certain that he was fine. Marshall complied again. [I presume that he will do this for however many times he gets hurt.]
However, Marshall was off duty the same time as The Expert, having not been selected for any missions, and the two spoke to each other often and became closer friends as a result. [What are the chances that any one pup would not be picked for any missions over a set amount of time? Do the math. I will too, don't worry.]
This day, The Expert was in his pup house, with the door shut. He was awake, but he could not bring himself to step outside. There was a knock on the door and he immediately said, "Come on in, Marshall."
The door opened to show the Dalmatian fire pup standing there, nervous as he had ever been before. He stated shakily, "Well, I have this little problem. [A variant of the 'I Have This Friend...' trope. This, I shall admit, is an overused cliché and really should not be used ever.] I wanted your help, considering that you helped, um, the others."
If The Expert was at all surprised by the fact that Marshall knew about Chase and Skye, he didn't show it. [Which one of us was expecting him to?] Instead, he simply stated, "What did you have in mind for telling Everest the news?"
Marshall fainted. [Oops.]
The Expert half-sighed and determined how long Marshall would be out cold. [How would he do that? Does he just look at him and use visuals to find out? Or... I just broke Rule #1. Stupidity ensues again.] Ten minutes, he thought.
At that moment, Ryder and the rest of the pups returned from rescuing Chickaletta for what had to be the 29th time in that week alone. [Sounds about right.] Chase then noticed Marshall on the ground and The Expert near him. He immediately figured out what had happened, and walked up to The Expert to ask what he had done this time. The other pups followed behind. [I don't know what to say here. Either they're curious as Chase, or they're just following to find out for exploitation.]
The Expert saw them approach and knew exactly what Chase wanted to inquire of him. So when they neared him, he put up a paw to tell them to stop; they obeyed, if a little confusedly. He then sent away the other pups, except for Skye. [Brilliant. Now it doesn't matter what their motives are.]
When the others had left and only the three of them remained, The Expert turned to Chase and Skye, and he asked, "I assume you know about Marshall and Everest?" [What about them? If they can sing? If they got lost once? If they have a malicious plan to make The Expert smile? ... Sorry.]
The two other pups looked at each other questioningly. Marshall and Everest had only told Chase and Skye respectively, and not even they knew if the affection for the other was requited. But, the pup before them was known as 'The Expert' to them, and so they weren't too surprised and answered him straightforwardly. [Rule #1 followed for the first time ever.]
"I only know about Marshall's addiction, so to speak, but not if Everest is the same," Chase remarked as Skye said, "I don't know about Marshall, but I do about Everest."
The Expert half-shrugged. "I figured as much." [He is The Expert, after all.]
Chase took charge and queried, "And I assume you have a plan for this?" The Expert half-shrugged again.
"Excuse me while I go to the forest to get The Criminal for it," he said as he jumped into his pup house, transformed it into his cruiser and accelerated off to the aforementioned area. [May I be the first to say this? ... Great! *ahem* This won't end well.]
Chase watched as he left. He asked Skye without turning his head, "What of Everest? Do the two of them like each other?"
Skye smiled at her unofficial boyfriend and said, "Yeah, if Marshall likes her."
Chase nodded. "Then they do." [If these characters didn't have perceptiveness, I don't know where we would be in this story.]
"But what about The Expert? What's he going to do?"
Chase hung his head. He mumbled, under his breath but still audible enough for Skye to hear him, "If I know him, he's going to do anything he can to get them together; he would even put himself, or them, in danger." [Dark.]
The Expert walked into the clearing in the forest where The Criminal lived and sat down. He waited for the identical Bernese mountain dog to show up.
"What is so urgent that the great pup detective, with the name to back it up, should come to my humble clearing?" said a voice accompanying a leer. [I wouldn't put it past The Criminal to make a joke about The Expert. He's just that kind of guy.]
And there he is, thought The Expert. What he said was, "Are you free, or do you have plans to break the law sometime soon?" [What a joke. Actually Pretty Funny.]
The Criminal laughed at the flat joke. He answered, "Well, no. I don't have anything to do right now. What - "
"I want you to kidnap someone." [Now is a good time to point out Rule #2: Expect The Expert to know what you will say.]
The Criminal tilted his head in bewilderment. "What for?" [At least he knows the rule.]
"First, it's 'For what?'," The Expert countered. [But I'm not here to be a Grammar Nazi.] "Second, I'll ask a question: you know about Marshall and Everest, right?"
The Criminal grinned lopsidedly. "Of course. Which one to kidnap?" [Perceptiveness is still functional. Let's hope it stays like that.]
"Everest," the detective said. "And here's what to do. Of course, feel free to add anything else that you would like." He explained the idea to his counterpart, who grinned again. "Nothing wrong with that. I'll do it, although I might add something to it."
The Expert almost had a look of horror on his face, which The Criminal noticed. He said, "Oh, you scared me. For a second I thought you were about to make an expression."
"I won't lie; I felt one coming on." [*melodramatic gasp* He almost made an expression?]
Marshall had come to about a minute ago, and the first thing he had asked for was the location of The Expert. Chase had acknowledged him. "He went to the forest. For... something or other." [Apparently, Chase is smart enough not to give The Expert's plan away. ... Sorry, Chase and Chase fans.]
At this moment, Marshall was contemplating punishment for whoever told The Expert his secret. He was on his 27th idea when Skye shouted out his name in an attempt to get his attention. [Marshall went through 26 ideas to punish someone fully, in one minute. Even some of the most active minds can't do that.]
"What is it, Skye?" he responded, curious as to what she had to say.
The Cockapoo strolled over to the Dalmatian and saw that he had been in cogitation. "What were you doing?"
Marshall tried to concoct an excuse. "Just making plans," he half-lied. [Well, it wasn't a lie. He was making plans ... to hurt someone for finding out his secret. If 'Hearts of Ice and Fire' by the writer Atlas FF is any indication, it isn't going to end at all well. P.S. Don't tell Atlas that I mentioned his story here.]
"I hope that none involve anything to do with The Expert," Skye said seriously. Marshall was slightly taken aback.
"How - I mean, what are you talking about?" Marshall was virtually having a panic attack. [Marshall doesn't have panic attacks. I effectively lied to you.]
Skye just shook her head. Marshall had tried, but he had also failed. Miserably. She began to speak again. "Let me explain. First off, Chase and I got together." [What's with everyone becoming so blunt? Is The Expert affecting them that much?]
She had expected Marshall to break into shouts of ecstasy, congratulatory statements and also to share the news with anyone and everyone he met. What she had not expected was Marshall reacting with a face completely void of all emotion, comparable to The Expert's stoicism. [Amazing. No one can do that every day.]
"I know. Congratulations." [Back to the bluntness.]
The three words were so icy that nobody would have believed that they came from Marshall. Even Marshall himself looked surprised by his dearth of feeling. He blamed it on his jealousy; his desire to have that which his best friend had. [For the first time in history, blame in an animated show is placed correctly the first time.]
It's nice that they finally became a couple; I was starting to get impatient. Too bad Everest and I won't be like that. She'll never see me the way I see her. She's just too perfect for me. Her - [Before Marshall goes full description mode, we'll cut him off now. That way we don't have to worry about a super long And boring list of stuff that he loves about Everest.]
"Marshall, you didn't hear a thing I said!" Skye practically screamed at him, bringing Marshall back to reality.
"S-sorry, I guess I just had some thoughts." Marshall silently chastised himself for losing focus due to Everest.
"Thoughts about Everest, aren't they?" Skye asked with an extremely smug look on her face. [Did no one here read 'Hearts of Ice and Fire'? ... Still don't tell Atlas.]
Marshall was ready to sink into quicksand made of utter embarrassment. [Would not a hole have been faster and/or less painful? Just asking...] He couldn't believe that his crush was known by two pups other than whom he had told. He looked exactly how he felt.
When Skye saw him, his face saying that he wanted to be swallowed up by the ground, her self-congratulatory expression morphed into one of complete self-reprehension. She began to apologise, but a better idea came to her. [The last time someone had a better idea, it was indeed a better idea. But, you know, can't be too careful.]
"If it's any consolation, she likes you too."
The sentence prompted Marshall's emotions to do a full U-turn. His once crestfallen face now solely put forth joy and jubilation, and the ground that he wanted to open up and consume him was now mentally begged to keep closed. [What if it had already opened? Would be have climbed out and then asked it to close up? ... Not here to be CinemaSins, people.]
"Really? She does?" Skye smiled and nodded. "She does! She likes me! I'm going to go over and tell her how I feel right now!"
Marshall dashed off to his red pup house. He jumped in, turned it into the fire truck and sped off to the mountain cabin, where Everest and her owner, Jake, resided. [If you didn't know already.]
Skye watched as he left. She suddenly realised something and said to herself, "This will not end well." [Ha! I was first. ... Stupid me again. Shows himself right at the end. Ah, well, can't change your stupidity! ... Who had the nerve to put that in my script? This isn't an anarchy! Society has rules, you know!]
All done! With a bit of foreshadowing for good measure. I am happy. To be happy is to be alive. ... So does that mean that The Expert is dead, and is a zombie? ... Ah, well. Zombies and happiness put aside, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of 'Misadventures'; if you did, please review!
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