Authors notes: Here it is! My new story! I won't have a schedule for posting, but I will try to keep it relatively consistent. I am also trying a different style of writing that I hope doesn't bother you guys. I just feel like it will be easier to write. Also, Techwolf2.0 updated Proto Dog 12, so check that out after!
Zuma: Mawshall, pass the ball hewe!
Marshall: Incoming!
Marshall attempts to kick the ball but misses, ending up flat on his back. Skye runs by and grabs the ball.
Skye: Sorry boys, this ball is mine.
Rubble: Not if I have anything to say about it!
Rubble charges in on the cockapoo, who quickly kicks the ball over the bulldogs head and frontflips over him as well. She heads the ball mid air into the net, past a diving Rocky.
Everest: YEAH! Nice shot!
Skye: Chase, whats the score?
Chase: I stopped counting when it was 10 to 1. You are probably winning 1435 to 5.
Everest: And people say boys are better at sports than girls.
The girls high five as the boys glared.
Rocky: We can prove boys are better!
Skye: At what? We have beaten you at everything all day.
They all looked at the remains of their sports tournament. Volleyball, ultimate Frisbee, four square, even the 6 legged race. The two female pups had dominated the rotation of five boys.
Rocky: Whats another stereotype of boys?
Everest: Annoying.
Skye: Rude.
Everest: Inappropriate.
The boys glared again at their responses.
Rocky: No, no and no. Videogames. We love videogames.
Zuma: YES! Finally something we have a cleaw chance of winning!
Everest: Ha ha ha. What do you think I did up in the mountins all my life?
Rubble: Snowboard.
The boys giggle.
Everest: Jake and I would sit and play his old NES for hours. It was really fun.
Rocky: Wait, Jake has an NES?
Everest: He did, but he sold it in a yard sale a few years ago.
Rocky: THOSE ARE PRICELESS! You can't just sell them in a yard sale!
Everest: Well, he did. So, what videogame did you have in mind.
Rocky and Zuma look at each other and grin.
Rocky and Zuma: Rocket League.
Skye: Ugh, that stupid car soccer one?
Everest: Ive heard of it. Don't you all play 4v4 all the time?
Chase: Yeah, we are like a professional team.
Marshall: Chase is goalie, Zuma is defense, and Rocky and I are forward.
The girls laugh at Marshalls position on the team.
Skye: you can't even score with your own 4 paws, let alone a rocket powered car in a video game.
Rocky: Hey, he has scored more than me.
The girls give a look of shock to the mix breed and the Dalmatian.
Everest: What about Rubble?
Rubble: I don't play it. I like watching them though!
Zuma: you know, maybe we should twy competitive.
Rocky: I will look into it after we kick some girly butt.
Skye: You're on!
Ryder walks into the gaming area of the lookout, finding Skye at Marshalls desk, and Everest at Chases. Rubble, Chase, and Zuma standing behind Rocky, watching and cheering.
Ryder: Whats going on?
Rubble: Boys versus girls Rocket League battle. Rocky and Zuma are only 30 seconds from winning!
Ryder walked over and looked at Rockys screen as the car boosted forward, hitting the ball over another car into the net. The boys cheer and the girls glare.
Everest: This is rigged, I can't use your mouse and keyboard.
Chase: you could have hooked up yours, but you didn't. I told you it was custom for me.
Zuma and Rocky shared a high five as they got in a line across from the girls.
Skye: that's still only one point for you. We won everything else, including REAL soccer.
Marshall: Yeah, but we take what we get.
Everest: Whatever.
Rocky: I'm going to look into competitive Rocket League teams.
Chase: Ok, let us know what you find out. Lets go get food. I'm hungry.
Marshall: Boys versus girls eating contest?
Everest: We all know Rubble will win.
The group laughs as they walk through the door, leaving Rocky at his desk.
Authors notes: There you go, chapter one of Headlines. I'm going to go a bit slower into this one. I know in Perfect Storm I really rushed into it and got right to the problem. Techwolf2.0 keeps telling me to slow down a bit, which I have been able to do that for Proto Dog 12. Anyway, I'm rambling. Stay sizzling!
