M: Here's the second part, as promised. I know that this isn't the correct form a one-shot should have, but since it's for Christmas, which lasts 2-2.5 days, I decided to split it up into three parts.
It's a shame no one tried to guess the pairing, so maybe next time.
Enjoy!
As Rocky and Chase drove down to the beach, they were accompanied by an awkward silence, except for the sound of their vehicles that is. This lasted all the way from the lookout to the southernmost area of the beach. This area was hardly ever visited, due to the fact that the people of Adventure Bay simply didn't need to. They had enough room in the bay, so the north and the south parts where never even fully explored. But today, thanks to Rocky's idea, that would change. Chase then looked at Rocky, who was driving right in front of him. Why did he hate the mix so much?
Said mix then suddenly stopped, forcing Chase to brake at full power, which luckily didn't result in a crash. Chase jumped out of the vehicle, aiming to angrily shout at Rocky's face, but when he walked around the mix's recycling truck, he looked straight down a very deep cliff, with the beach at the bottom.
"I-I think we took a wrong turn…" Rocky said as he shakily climbed out of his vehicle, but when his left hind paw hesitated a little too long, he fell down, right on top of Chase.
The shepherd, surprised by the weight suddenly dropped on top of him, executed a simple pup-fu move that was meant to get an attacker off your back, and accidentally threw Rocky towards the edge. Rocky, trying to survive, grabbed the first thing he could, which happened to be one of Chase's paws. This caused the shepherd to join the mix in falling down, both facing certain demise. But as they were both plummeting to their deaths, Rocky still clamped to Chase's paw, they landed on a thin branch, that should never have been able to hold their combined weight, but yet it did. When Rocky opened his eyes and saw where they had landed on, he realized their landing had been followed by a loud metal sound. When he looked around, he spotted a tiny button, and against his better knowledge, he pressed it. What happened next was something one could call a best-case scenario. A hatch underneath the branch opened, and the branch swung into it, dragging both Rocky and Chase into it, before dropping them off inside and moving back outside again, after which the hatch closed, leaving the pups together in total darkness.
"C-Chase, are you alright?" Rocky asked
"Yeah, you can't kill me that easily" Chase said with a small smile on his face. "What do you think we should do?" the shepherd asked, before realizing something 'Hold on, what the hell am I doing? Am I seriously asking that mutt to help me? Did I suddenly forget how annoying he is? How he does… Or how he talks like… Now that I think about it, why do I hate him?'
"Chase, you still there?" Rocky asked carefully
"Uhm, sure" Chase said as he shook his head a few times to wake himself up. "What did you say?"
"I suggested that you could use your flashlight so that we can take a look around and maybe find a way out of here" Rocky said, before continuing on a much more timid voice. "Unless you have a better idea?"
"No, no, you're right" Chase said. He then barked in the special way that opened his pup-pack, revealing his flashlight. When he activated it, the first thing that was lit up was an ordinary pirate flag, but due to the scary circumstances, both pups screamed and jumped away from it. But after a closer look around, they concluded that it was indeed an ordinary flag, and that they were standing inside the layer of some pirate captain who had died a long time ago.
"So, do you see any way out of here?" Rocky asked Chase with his normal playful voice.
"No, I don't, but aren't you supposed to be the smart one?" Chase said angrily at Rocky, who responded in a way Chase hadn't even thought was possible.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Rocky shouted "FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS YOU SEEMED TO HATE ME, AND YOU JUST NEARLY KILLED ME!" Chase had never seen the mix upset, leave alone this angry. "So either you tell me what is going on, or you stop acting like I murdered your wife or something!"
Chase had endured Rocky's entire outrage, but as Rocky mentioned the word "wife", Chase burst out into tears and collapsed to the floor. When Rocky saw this, he felt guilty. Really guilty. He felt like he was being dragged into a black hole of guilt, a void of any happiness or pride. He felt guilt going far beyond any guilt he would feel for hurting a friend, or comrade.
"Chase, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Rocky started, before being interrupted by Chase.
"No… it's time you should know" Chase said as he got back up, but was still in tears. "It's time the entire PAW-Patrol should know, and I think it's also why I have been such a jerk to you lately" Chase then paused, taking a few deep breaths, before finally saying it: "I'm gay"
As those words left Chase's mouth, he noticed a slight sparkle in Rocky's eyes. At first, he would think it was a sparkle of disgust, or even hatred, but then he realized it was neither. It was a sparkle of hope.
"Chase, who else knows?" Rocky asked
"Like I said, no one" Chase said "You're the first I've told"
"Well…" Rocky said, a small smile on his lips. "Then it would only be fair if I told you a secret of mine" Rocky then walked up close to Chase, close enough for their cheeks to touch as he whispered something into Chase's ear. "I love you, Chase, and not just as a friend or a brother, but as a mate"
Rocky, as usual, made it a point he knew of every possible result, to be prepared for every outcome. It was part of his hoarding skills, knowing which objects to collect and which to leave aside. Usually, he had every outcome calculated and accounted for, but this wasn't a usual scenario, and in this case, he had missed an outcome, an outcome Chase chose to use, one Rocky wasn't prepared for: Chase kissing him on the lips.
M: So, the pairing is quite clear now. I hope you're enjoying this story so far, and I hope you'll like the next part as well. See you tomorrow!