It was two o' clock, still the afternoon.
Zuma finally decided to teach Marshall how to surf, like he promised.
"Ok, first you wanna carry the board, then start to run towards the water." Zuma explained to Marshall.
"That's not hard at all." the dalmatian said as he gripped the purple striped surf board in his mouth. "Here I come, water!"
"Wait, dude. I'm not done yet."
"Oh, well then continue."
Both had no idea, but Chase was watching the whole time with a frown.
'Just look at him..' he thought, 'He looks completely lost.. He knows he doesn't have what it takes to be like Zuma... No girl would even look at him for five seconds..'
"Hey, Chase!" his thoughts were interrupted once he heard his name called. It was Rubble, who was happily running towards him and giggling.
"Oh, hi Rubble." Chase replied.
"We're playing volleyball!" he shouted happily. "Wanna play with us?"
"Uhh.. well, I actually had some other plans."
"Ok. But if you change your mind, feel free to join in."
"Ok, thanks."
Once Rubble joined back into the volleyball game, Chase looked at Marshall and Zuma again.
"Nice job, Marshall." he heard Zuma say.
Marshall was on the surf board as it floated in the water. He was struggling to keep his balance.
"O-Ok.. This isn't too bad."
"You really need to work on your balance, dude." Zuma said. "But other than that, you're doing pretty good."
"Thanks, Zuma. Uh, any more steps?"
"The next step is to learn how to surf like a pro, and I mean underneath big waves and all those extreme parts."
Marshall's eyes widened. "No! I don't wanna -"
"Not now, dude." Zuma giggled.
"We can worry about that another time, or whenever you're ready. For now, have fun surfing."
Marshall sighed in relief. "Thank goodness."
Skye marched over to Chase with a smirk.
"Hey Chase?" she called, getting his attention.
"Hey Skye. What's up?" Chase asked her.
"Oh, nothing." she sat next to him, laying her head on his chest. "Ryder said we can stay here until ten o' clock."
"That's great. We can see the sunset."
"Yeah.. Sunsets are so amazing."
"Are you saying you've seen a sunset before?" Chase looked a bit surprised.
"Oh yes, a lot of times. I don't even know how many times."
"Wow."
Skye and Chase looked at each other and smiled, blushing deeply.
"Your eyes..." Skye said.
"Oh.. uh, what about them?" Chase asked, confused.
"Your eyes remind me of looking at a sunset." she blushed. "The most beautiful sunset I've ever seen."
Chase chuckled as he blushed even more.
"I guess you're already looking at a sunset right now."
Skye smiled and nodded. Both once again started to lean closer to each other, but stopped once they realized what they were doing.
"We shouldn't.." Skye said, blushing and looking around.
"Yeah.. You know who might ruin the moment.." Chase agreed.
Just then, both heard a scream coming from Marshall. They turned around and saw Marshall losing his balance on Zuma's surf board and heading straight for them.
"Uh oh!" Skye cried as she ran out of the way.
If Chase had the chance to move out of the way, he would, but Marshall had already crashed into him. Both painfully landed on the hot sand, rolling and trembling around. Once they were able to stop, Marshall ended up on top of Chase. He chuckled and said,
"Surfing is pretty fun." he hopped off of his best friend. "How are you and Skye doing? I heard that you both wanted to watch the sunset with each other."
Chase's eyes widened. How did he know Skye had personally asked him to watch the sun go down with her?
"You -" he was going to say something, but figured that would cause another fight. He took a deep breath and stayed calm. "We're great. And yeah, I can't wait to see the sunset."
"Yeah, me too."
Chase frowned.
"Ok, why are you trying to be so nice?"
"What are you talking about? Are you saying you want me to be mean to you twenty four seven?" Marshall started to frown.
"You did have a dirty mouth earlier, saying: "This is not over yet, tattle - tail!" and now you wanna be so nice?"
"I did not have a dirty mouth. I was only saying that because you're a tattle - tail!"
"I am not a tattle - tail, so take back what you said. You know what you've done to Zuma was wrong. You've should've learned your lesson after Ryder talked to you. But looks like you didn't, because you're still doing it!"
"What are you talking about? I've stopped like you wanted me to."
"No! You somehow listened to Skye when she asked me to watch the sunset with her."
"Oops.." Marshall mumbled. "Well sorry you and Skye love each other so much."
"Yeah, you know what, you can't stop. You can't control yourself."
"Yes I can! I'm not stupid!"
"I didn't say you were stupid!" both were starting to holler at each other, getting everyone, except Ryder and Katie's attention.
"Uh oh.." Skye mumbled. The rest of the pups, including Zuma's two female friends and the chihuahuas' formed a circle around Marshall and Chase the way they did yesterday.
"You are definitely not my best friend anymore!" shouted Marshall.
"And you know what, you're not my best friend anymore either! You know why, 'cause we have nothing in common! You spy on almost everyone, including me! I don't do that!"
"You're right, Chase. We don't have anything in common at all."
"Now scram, loser!" Chase growled in the dalmatian's face.
"Loser? Why call me the loser when you're the loser?"
"Because you're the biggest loser I've ever met!"
Marshall swung his head at Chase and hit him right in the face, causing one of his teeth to fly out of his mouth and into the ocean. All the rest of the pups gasped.
"Yeah, how do you like that, loser?"
"Oww! You darn stupid freak!" he cried, placing his paws on his mouth.
"Any minute now, you're gonna be crying on Skye."
Skye was watching with a concerned look on her face.
"Chase..." she mumbled.
Tears were starting to form in the german shepard's eyes. Seeing this was starting to make Marshall feel bad.
"Gosh... I-I'm sorry, buddy.." he apologized. "I was a little too hard on you.."
Chase stood up and moved his paws away from his mouth, revealing that he had blood running down his lips. He was starting to turn around to walk away, but without warning, he tackled the fire pup to the ground and started forcing his head under water. Marshall started screaming to the top of his lungs.
"Yeah! Who's the loser now?!" the german shepard hollered as he kept bringing Marshall's head out of the water, and then pushed his head back in.
"I said I was sorry!" the dalmatian screamed.
Skye cringed at the shouting, then looked at Ryder and Katie.
'Please cut it out, Chase.. Don't get caught by Ryder..' she thought.
"This is why you shouldn't mess with me!" Chase screamed loudly, clawing Marshall in the face while pushing his head under the water.
Marshall was coughing, gasping for air, and trying to escape this cruel punishment.
"Stop!" he hollered. "Please! Stop it!"
The other pups would do something about it, but were too shocked to even do anything. They've never seen Chase so angry and violent before.
Ryder and Katie were standing near an ice cream truck, getting some for themselves and for the pups.
"Six vanilla ice creams in cups, please, and -" before Ryder finish, he heard a scream. He and Katie turned around and saw Chase forcing Marshall's head under water. "No... Don't tell me..!" Ryder quickly ran towards the pups.
"Wait, Ryder!" Katie shouted. She looked at the man in the ice cream truck and smiled. "Um, one moment, please.." she ran to catch up with Ryder.
Chase was standing on Marshall's feet so he could stop moving so much, making this torture unbearable.
"I can't breathe!" Marshall screeched, starting to wail.
"You asked for it, punk!" Chase screamed.
Ryder came running towards the fighting pups and grabbed Chase by his collar.
"Cut it out, Chase!" Ryder hollered, scaring the german shepard. "What are you trying to do, kill em'?!"
"No, Ryder, sir.. I -"
"I don't wanna hear it! You're in big trouble!"
Chase dropped his head.
Marshall was able to stand back up onto his feet and catch his breath. He was breathing really hard, still coughing and gasping. His eyes were a bit red and irritated.
The rest of the pups looked at each other in surprise.
"You alright, Marshall?" Ryder asked him.
"Sure.. I'm fine. Just need to catch my breath."
"Chase, you know better than that. You could've killed him."
"Ryder.. I wasn't -"
"I don't wanna hear it. We're going back to the lookout. We can talk about it there."
Chase felt like crying. He was never in so much trouble in his life.
Back at the lookout, Chase and Marshall were sitting down, far apart from each other.
"I am very disappointed in both of you." Ryder said, frowning. "I asked you not to fight anymore, but you didn't listen. Marshall, I want you to explain what happened."
"Well, I was being very nice to Chase, like a real best friend, but then he asked me why I was being nice to him, and it looked like he wasn't happy."
"Because you know you -" Ryder interrupted Chase by hushing him.
"You stay quiet. Let Marshall do the talking."
Chase sighed and dropped his head.
"He started calling me a loser." Marshall continued. "I told him I had no time to argue with him, so I turned around and accidentally hit him in the face with my head."
Chase couldn't believe what he was hearing.
'No he did not..' he thought. Marshall was lying, and Chase really wanted to interrupt, but knew Ryder wouldn't allow it.
"I said I was sorry, but he got very overreactive and tried to drown me under water."
"No, that's not true!" Chase hollered. "He hit me on purpose and -" Ryder sighed and grabbed a muzzle, then put it around Chase's mouth.
"Stop talking." he said. "Continue, Marshall."
"I really thought I was gonna die, and the other pups didn't do anything but watch."
Chase started shaking his head "no".
"Chase, you know better than that." Ryder said. "Do you know how dangerous that is? You could've killed em'."
Chase replied by nodded his head.
"Marshall, are you okay?"
"I'm good." Marshall replied.
"You may leave. Go have some fun with the other pups."
"Thanks, Ryder." the fire pup walked into the elevator and was soon gone.
Ryder looked at Chase with a frown on his face.
"Chase, I cannot believe you today." he said. "Since you're being a bad pup, I'm gonna have to punish you."
Chase's eyes widened. He couldn't believe his ears. He watched his owner walk around him in circles.
"Starting today, no more playing with your friends, and if you wanna go outside, you're gonna be put in a cage."
Chase couldn't believe it. He was starting to whimper, making big puppy eyes.
"No, no puppy faces, no buts, no nothing. What I say is what I mean." Ryder picked up the german shepard and walked towards the elevator.
Outside, Marshall and the rest of the pups were playing soccer, but stopped when they saw Ryder and Chase coming out of the house.
"Is Chase in trouble?" Rubble asked as he saw Ryder putting Chase in a cage. Skye had a concerned look on her face.
"Chase..?" she said to herself.
"Don't worry, your punishment will be over tomorrow morning, Ok?" Ryder said as he took the muzzle off of Chase's mouth.
"Ryder, I'm really sorry. I was just so carried away." Chase tried to explain.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Ryder put a finger over the police pup's mouth. He walked away and headed for the house, but noticed the other pups looking at Chase. "Just keep playing, pups!" he shouted.
"Ok!" Rocky replied. "Come on, guys!" they all turned around with disappointed looks on their faces. Marshall was still looking at Chase with a sigh, feeling bad about lying. Chase lay down and felt that all he could do right now is cry, and that's what he did. He noticed Marshall looking at him and made a face that said:
"Why me?"
Seeing this caused Marshall's eyes to fill with tears.
"Marshall, come on!" Zuma called.
"Oh, right.." he said, walking away.