Attention: Hey guys, I'm back! It has been forever since I have continued Fanfiction. I really did miss you guys, and honestly it was because I was super dang busy. But now I'm coming back and going to finish these 3 current stories. Also, people have been asking if I can make a Chase, Ryder, or Katie history story, well I have already made a Chase story, you just have to look for it on my profile, and don't worry about Ryder and Katie.

Anyways

Welcome back to PAW Patrol History: Rubble

Chapter 2:

After Rubble, had finished his food, he got up and went for a walk. During his walk, he was thinking about his past. "I've got to say, losing your home, family, owners, and friends all in one day is just not the way to start off a good Sunday morning" Rubble said to himself. Rubble just couldn't get the memory of how he became this way.

Ten minutes of terrible memories passed by, until Rubble stopped to look at a construction site. He was admired by the big machines, the many workers, tools, blue prints, and even the dirt. All of it reminded him of the happy memories. The times before his incident.

"Enjoying the view?" said a deep and unfamiliar voice. Rubble jumped tucking his tail between his legs and lowering his ears. What Rubble saw was a St. Bernard sitting next to him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. By the way I am Butch. What's your name?" he asked taking out a paw to shake. "Rubble" said Rubble shaking Butch's hand.

By the sound of Butch's voice, he sounded very gentle and jolly to Rubble. "I don't mean to be rude, but what brings you here? Are you interested in construction?" Rubble asked Butch. "Hmm, well I'm not any dog to do construction, but I do like to look at the interesting factors it relates with life, like everything else in this world" said Butch. "What factors does construction have?" asked Rubble.

Butch chuckled. "Well you see, our bodies are like the buildings, and our emotions react like the walls. If something were to terribly go wrong, the walls would break and the building would collapse into millions of pieces and there would be nothing left. See what I am saying Rubble… Rubble?" Butch said looking to see Rubble's paws over his eyes and hearing, the sound of weeping.

"Rubble, are you ok?" asked Butch. "No" whispered Rubble. "I am sorry what did you say?" Butch asked trying to sound pushy. "I SAID NO!" screamed Rubble. "What do you mean?" Butch asked confused. Rubble looked at him, red in the face, and burning tears running down his face. "Why do you care? Why would you ever care!?" Rubble screamed. After that Rubble sprinted away back the way he came from. Back to his small and lonely box.

"I don't see why anyone would ever care for a dumb shit like me?" Rubble whispered to himself.