It was a bright and sunny day in Adventure Bay, with Rubble being down at the beach, making a sandcastle. As always, whenever there was nothing going on, no one asking for help, the pups were off doing their own thing, up until Ryder did need them. The young bulldog sighed.

He didn't know when it happened, but the pups have been pairing off more than usual; mostly because they've somehow became mates. First had been Marshall and Chase, which came a shock to everyone, but them, apparently. Most of the community knew that Chase had a crush on Skye, so when it was revealed that Chase had decided to make Marshall his mate, well, it really was a shocker. Though not officially mated, since the pups were still too young for that sort of thing, the two had decided to make each other mates by other means - such as rubbing their scents together, on their pup houses, and if the red on Marshall's neck just a little below his collar was anything to go by, by biting each other as well. It was because of them that sparked Zuma and Rocky's mate-like relationship as well.

Rubble wants to be surprised about this, if only for the fact that Rocky hates water. The bulldog thought because of this difference, that their relationship would be on the rocks (no pun intended), but not really. Zuma had understood Rocky's fear of water, and instead of pressuring him, he helped him through it up until Rocky himself was confident that he wasn't going to drown the moment he stepped into the pool. Since then, the two had been side-by-side, just like Chase and Marshall.

Another shocker, and maybe a little bit of disappointment on his end, was Skye and Everest's get together as well. None of the males knew how it happen; Rubble began to suspect it was during the time Skye had got caught in the blizzard, but the two lone females of the group had decided to mate as well, with Everest coming over to visit Skye and Skye doing the same. Rubble was disappointed, simply because like Chase, he had a crush on Skye for the longest of times. Since they first met, actually. He thought she was pretty, and she laughed as most of his jokes, and even if Skye had chosen Chase instead, he still cared for her, still wanted her for his own.

It's just too bad Rubble was youngest of the group.

The English bulldog frowned.

He didn't think his age mattered when it came to these sort of things; sure, in human years, he wasn't ready to be mated, but that didn't mean he didn't feel what the rest of the group was feeling. Rubble had been alone for a long time, both before and after he became a wandering pup in the streets, and he had always wanted to know what it feels like to be loved, in that way. He thought he had a chance with Skye after Chase had moved on with Marshall, but she had turned to another pup, female, and didn't even bother to say anything to Rubble about his crush. It felt as hopeless as bouncing up towards the moon wearing nothing, but sneakers.

It also kind of hurt that everyone else had their own love lives while Rubble was stuck all on his own.

Even Ryder had a love life - he and Katie had been seeing each other more and more, getting closer, and Rubble had to wonder if Ryder had made her his mate yet - girlfriend, is what the humans would call it.

He sighed.

"Everyone's got someone special, but me." He whimpered, honey-brown eyes tearing up when he heard a small noise coming from the back of him. Turning around, he spotted a pup, a Rottweiler it looked like, walking down the beach and headed between the docks, with a leftover burger in her - at least, judging by the scent, the pup was a she - mouth. Once comfortable, she sat down and began eating it, too focus on the food to notice she was being stared at.

Rubble eyed her.

She had no collar from what Rubble could see, her tail docked (which is always a sad thing when it comes certain breeds. Understandable, but really a tragedy when someone cuts off a piece of an animal's tail), and her ears flat. Her coat was black, obviously with most Rotties, with a copper-color on her stomach, muzzle, and a little bit on her ears and eyebrows. A little underweight for a Rottie, but seeing as she had no collar, it was to be expected. She also looked as though she was the same age as Rubble.

The English bulldog paused for a moment.

The pup was pretty, he thought, maybe even more so than Skye, and she looked as though she came around the same circle as he, so maybe, just maybe...

With a determine look on his face, Rubble stood up.

Maybe it was his time to find a friend of his own, and if willing, a mate.

A/n: The lack of Rubble fanfics is disappointing. I think 90% of the PAW Patrol fanbase don't like Rubble, which is sad. I'm not one of them, however, I personally think Rubble's sweet, and yes, RubblexSkye is one of the pairings I support. I plan on making one too, I just don't know where to start. By the way, meet Diamond! My OC pup, along with Bruno, who is acting as Rubble's sweetheart! At least, if I'm not busy pairing Skye up with Everest :P