Happy New Year's Eve everyone! I have a surprise for all of you! Can you guess what it is? That's right, it's a new chapter! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as well. I also apologize in advance for not uploading frequently. I won't get into specifics, since you are here for the story, not hear me ramble. I just hope this story is done before next Christmas! (Joking, of course). Anyway, hope you are all having wonderful holidays and a Happy New Year! Enjoy the chapter! -Blayke

The morning was calm. The harsh snow had stopped falling overnight. The clouds were gone and the sun's warmth pierced the sky. Snow covered the city from the night before. People were busy trying to shovel snow out of their driveways. Everyone was in a hurry to get their Christmas shopping done.

Ryder and Chase were the first ones up. They exchanged good mornings. Chase then started to wake up the rest of the pups one by one, while Ryder got their bowls and served them breakfast.

As Chase woke up Zuma and Marshall, the couple turned to each other and smiled.

"Good morning, my surfer pup!"

Zuma blushed and wagged his tail. "Good morning, Marshie!" Zuma kissed his mate's cheek.

Chase rolled his eyes and chuckled, both slightly annoyed but more than anything happy for the couple. "Hey pups, Ryder is giving us breakfast! Come on!"

Everyone ran downstairs to eat their bowl of food. Ryder was there, waiting for the pups, and pet each one of them as they started to eat. Just then, the mailman came. He had another two letters to give to Ryder. As Ryder came walking back to where the pups were, they all had stopped eating for a moment. They looked as Ryder held the two letters in his hand. They noticed the envelopes had been decorated for Christmas and had hearts on them.

"Who are those letters for?" Rocky as well as the other pups were curious.

"Well, it says here that they are for Skye and Rubble."

He handed the surprised pups their letters. They were both curious and excited to see what they had received. As they opened their letters and read them, their eyes lit up and they grew smiles on their faces. The other pups stared at them, curious for a response.

"It's a letter from my parents!" shouted Skye and Rubble, who were excitedly wagging their tails.

"My parents said I was always a natural-born flyer. They also wished me a Merry Christmas and mentioned that I should fly over to visit them sometime!" Skye wagged her tail as she thought about visiting her parents.

"My parents said they will always be there to support me and my missions with the Paw Patrol. They also want me to join my Christmas with lots of treats! Mmm treats!" The thought of treats made Rubble lick his lips.

Everyone chuckled and were thrilled of all the Christmas spirit going around. However, Marshall started to get a strange feeling. There was no denying that he was happy for the pups who had gotten a Christmas card from their parents. But this new feeling bothered him. Whatever it was, he didn't like it. Marshall headed outside as the pups resumed to eat their breakfast. He looked up at the sunny and clear sky, then laid down next to the entrance of the Lookout. The Dalmatian started to think about his own parents. He wondered what they must be doing on Christmas. This Christmas. This was the first Christmas where he had heard nothing from his parents. He wondered whether they missed him at all or not. The more Marshall thought about his parents, the more he longed for an answer.

The Dalmatian sighed. "I wonder what my parents are doing this Christmas. I wonder if they miss me. Or have they completely forgotten about me already?"

Marshall's thinking was cut short when his mate came outside next to him. "There you are, Marshie! I've been looking for you!" Zuma started to smile and wag his tail, happy he found his mate. Zuma nuzzled his boyfriend's cheek. "Why aren't you inside eating breakfast with the rest of us? And why are you outside laying down by yourself?"

"Oh, um, I just needed a bit of fresh air. That's all!" Marshall smiled nervously.

"Are you sure dude? Is there something bothering you?" Zuma was a bit concerned.

"Nope! Never better!" Marshall got up and let out a smile. "In fact, I didn't even get to finish my breakfast! Come on, let's go back inside!"

Zuma smiled once more and planted a kiss on his boyfriend's cheek. He didn't think much of the situation anymore.

"I don't want to worry you. I'll be fine. I just have to not think about it." Marshall thought as he tried to forgot about his negative feelings as he walked aside Zuma.

As the two walked back inside, they joined the other pups to finish their breakfast.