A few days later, not much had happened. Zuma was staying up late one night. Something that many would find odd considering he usually didn't do so. He was at the beach, lost deep in thought. He was thinking about the relationship between Storm and himself.
"I know we're a couple, but I can't really accept it, I just can't believe it." He said to no-one, staring out into the night.
As he was sitting there, Stormy came up behind him.
"What are*yawn* you doing out here so late?" She asked him, still tired. Zuma turned to look at her.
"Oh, hey Stormy, I'm just thinking," he replied.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked, waking up a little bit.
"Well, it's our relationship, I still can't believe we're a couple now." He said looking back at the night sky.
"We've already talked about this, I thought you had finally accepted the fact." The mostly black pup said sitting down next to him.
"I know, but I...well I don't know why, I guess I just never thought I would be dating someone. Especially not someone as beautiful as you are." He said slyly with a smile to match.
Stormy looked away, beginning to blush.
"Let's go back to the look out." She said and started walking away. Zuma followed till he got to his pup house. Once there, they parted ways.
"Good night, Stormy." He said solemnly as he watched her go to her pup house.
"Good night." She said as she opened the door to her pup house, then proceeded to enter it, shutting the door behind her.
She was about to turn off her radar and go to sleep when she noticed something odd.
"That can't be right unless...oh no." She said eyes wide, voice filled with both dread and light horror.