Hey guys! You haven't heard from me in a while because I've been getting writer's block for weeks and writing has always been a hobby of mine. I love doing it, because I'm doing it for you guys! Keep that in mind! But there comes a time when everyone is bored of writing, and I was.
But these next couple of weeks will be hard for me. I won't be able to update for a while. I hope I will in the future, and I will, don't worry ;) Exams in the near future, ya know? And my shoulders has been packed with a lot of stress lately. To make it up for you all, this chapter is extra long. 4000 words to be accurate. Hope you all enjoy this. This is goodbye for now...I'll see you all later! :)
As Ryder and the others were on their mission, Marshall, Rubble and Skye were taking turns on the trampoline.
"Hope the others are doing good." Marshall said, hoping his friends were alright.
"They will be, Marshall. They're the PAW patrol, they're always okay." Marshall nodded at her with more faith. She was right, because she doesn't remember the last time PAW patrol failed. That's because there was no last time, because PAW patrol were successful at every single one of their missions they ever done. They never failed. Never. And it didn't look like in the future that they would. They were always there for the citizens of Adventure Bay. They were smart, wise, loving and direct.
PAW patrol did have every rescuer the people needed.
"You're right, Skye."
"Your turn, Skye." Marshall said, hopping off the trampoline.
"You did good, Marshall. I'm pretty relieved to see no accidents yet." The trio laughed at the bulldog's laugh.
Skye then took her turn wisely on the trampoline by considering her friends. PAW patrol was there for each other, that's what she loved.
"I hope Captain Turbot's doing okay, by not freaking out."
"I'm sure he isn't." A familiar voice said. Marshall turned around and smiled. "Hey, pups." Tracker and Carlos made an entrance. "Que pasa amigos!"
Marshall became friends with Tracker right away. Tracker actually had an ability none of the pups had. That was his super hearing. He could heard sounds so clear, such as a bunny hop. He was a perfect jungle rescuing pup needed for PAW patrol. He also could speak a different fluent language. Carlos was an awesome owner of taking care of Tracker, just like his responsibility of taking care of Matea.
"Tracker!" The pups said. Skye jumped off the trampoline.
"I'm very excited to see you, pups! Muy emocionado!"
"Me and Tracker came to hang out with you pups and Ryder." Carlos said, wearing a hat on his head, especially a camouflage one not necessary here.
"If you don't mind me asking pups, where are the rest?" Tracker asked, pretty unsure of what to do now.
"They're on a mission. Ryder's with them, they should be back by now." Marshall replied. "Tracker, you wanna have a go on the trampoline?"
Trampoline. Tracker turned around.
"Trampoline? Gracias, gracias pups!" The pups giggled as he jumped on the trampoline.
"I was thinking of getting one too, you know. You want one, Tracker?" Carlos asked him, unsure of what the answer would be. But now that he saw Tracker all excited, he knew it too well.
"Si, si! That would be so wonderful!" Tracker leaped onto Carlos, licking him across the face. Then his ears perked up. "I hear someone coming."
Marshall gasped. "Everest!" He ran to her and licked her on the cheek, making her and himself blush. "S-Sorry, Everest. Got a little too excited."
"I get excited like that all the time, Marsh! Hey pups, how you doing?"
"Hey, Everest. We were jumping on the trampoline. You wanna have a go?" Skye asked. Everest nodded, as she and Skye were running to the trampoline.
Marshall smiled seeing the two female pups getting along. He knew this day couldn't get any better. And just when he thought wrong, Ryder and the rest showed up.
Ryder parked his ATV and got his helmet off. The pups were then dashing towards Carlos and Tracker. Ryder chuckled and went to Carlos.
"So, you came here to hang out, huh?"
"Yes, Ryder. Were you on a mission?"
"Yeah. Mission accomplished. You wanna get a lemonade? I hear the weather's getting warmer nowadays since we're getting nearer to summer."
"Sure. That would be great." Ryder nodded at him but before heading off he turned round.
"Pups, me and Carlos are getting a drink. You all can have fun after being such good pups. Oh, and I'll award each of you with a treat, including you Tracker and Everest." He noticed them two too. He then walked off with Carlos.
"Hey Everest! You wanna practice some pup-fu martial arts?"
"Sure." He and Everest headed inside the Lookout. Rocky was chatting with Tracker as he saw the two pups heading toward the Lookout.
"Amigo, I'll talk to you later." Rocky said, waiting for an answer.
"Sure."
"Okay." Rocky got his mind off Tracker and focused on Marshall and Everest. He had a goal. And to achieve it, he had to learn Marshall's secret sooner or later. He then saw they weren't heading in the Lookout but towards a big tree at his right. "I gotta have a plan if I wanna work this one out."
"Work what out?" Chase asked, standing beside him.
Rocky had his eyes wide. "I mean, uh, what are you doing here, Chase?"
"You've been acting pretty strange. Mind asking me what's the matter?"
"W-What? N-n-n-no. Nothing's w-wrong. I-I-"
"It seems to me you're stuttering so..."
Rocky sighed. "It's, uh..."
"Wait a sec...are you? No way! Are you spying on Marshall and Everest?!"
Rocky slapped his forehead in frustration. "No."
Chase lifted an eyebrow. "Isn't it pretty obvious? You're hiding something, I know it. I'm getting back to the pups, I'll see you later."
'That was way too close, Rocky, too close.' He thought. "First of all. This isn't gonna work, I need a plan." He looked back and sighed seeing no one eavesdropping on him. Just like Chase was a minute ago. "And I need to stop talking to myself!"
Chase walked to one pup he had in mind at that moment when he encountered Rocky talking to himself. Skye. He saw her alone, and looked behind him. No one was coming his away so he went to Skye.
"Skye. I need to talk to you."
Skye dropped a vase to the ground in fright. "A-About what?"
"Something important."
Skye nodded. "So. What's up?"
"I think Rocky might be on to Marshall and Everest. He might be spying on them."
"Why?"
"You know the way you said Marshall has a crush on Everest?" Skye nodded at him. "Well, that's true. And Rocky knows he has a secret and is trying to find out Marshall's endearment."
"That sounds like bad news."
"What do you mean?" Chase questioned her, confused.
"Rocky can be really curious when he's acting like this. And nothing can stop him but-"
"Ryder." Chase finished for her. "You're a genius, Skye." She blushed hearing him say that. "Anyway, I'll continue to investigate in this before heading to Ryder and finding out I was wrong with my word."
"Yeah, that might be the wise thing to do."
"Thanks, Skye. You wanna have a Pup Pup Boogie dance off?" Chase asked, changing the subject. He wanted to have more fun with her than her serious side for a change.
"You're on."
Marshall and Everest reached the tree. Now Marshall was demonstrating different skills to her. And lastly, he was giving her the meditation technique to her to keep her motivated. She nodded.
"It helps with your inner anger, right?" She questioned, one of her eyes opened.
"Yes. Just go with the flow..." He was meaning to tell Everest this all the time concerning pup-fu. He wanted to teach her the basics, then the more difficult ones. "And keep your eyes closed. And on your mind, focus on something beautiful. Like running through a field of blossoms or dandelions."
"Wow. You're good at this." Everest complimented him, causing him to blush. He loved her saying that. It made him think of something else, besides him clumsiness which he pretty much always wanted to be with Everest. She cared for him and he returned the favor by doing it now. Everest was impressed with Marshall's tactics of silence. He looked like a master and was a master.
He smiled and wandered off somewhere else in his mind. She did too. And before they knew it, they were both meditating in complete silence until...
*Snap*
Marshall squinted his eyes and was relieved to see Rocky standing there. Everest opened her eyes and was agitated with the disturbance of the unexpected. "And we were doing so good..." He said.
Everest looked at Rocky. "What's up, Rocky? And why are you here? Just if you didn't realize, we were meditating." She frowned at him.
"Yeah. And disturbing the person like that could blow up an entire country. But now that I think of it, I think Farmer Yumi was joking about if you wake up a sleep walking sensei or one meditating, it would most likely mean consequences. And the blowing up part." Then he saw Everest and Rocky looking at him in confusion. "Anyway, that's not important. What's important is why you're here? And I'm asking you in a polite way."
Rocky glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "I just so happened to walk by here."
"When we were meditating? Yeah, right." Everest said. "Seriously, what were you doing?"
"I told you I was just passing by!" Rocky began getting angrier as he stomped off in annoyance. He knew his plan was foiled for stepping on that stupid twig.
"What's his problem? I was just asking him."
"Let's work on your meditating in continuation." Marshall suggested, looking back at where Rocky was walking back to the Lookout. 'Why was he here? Coincidence? Nah. Probably not. That's not important. What's important is me focusing on teaching Everest.' He gazed at Everest. "Let's continue, shall we?"
"And we shall." They both laughed.
Rocky was walking in his pup house in frustration. 'So close. I really need to work on my patience and get a plan working.' "I guess I should continue with pup-fu skills to impress Farmer Yumi. Me and Marshall are really challenging each other, so I can't give up."
He got out of his pup house and seen Ryder walking up to him.
"Rocky, I figured the right calculations to adjusting the controls to the Sea Patroller. I should really thank Marshall." This caused Rocky to frown. However, Ryder didn't seem to notice as he had his mind directly at the thoughts of the development of the Sea Patroller. "I'll see you later." And with that being said, Ryder walked away with a smile on his face while swiping at his Pup Pad.
Rocky then thought. "Yeah." He took out a notepad from his pup house. "I know Everest has a secret too now. They both have. Can't believe no one else noticed this yet." But he was wrong. Chase overheard him talking to himself. He gasped slightly, causing Rocky's ears to perk up in alert. He gulped while looking back, then sighed. "Phew, no one there." He then continued to write in his Pup Pad.
Chase who was peeking from the entrance of the Lookout walked back. "Oh no!" He ran quickly to get to Ryder quickly but bumped into Skye on the way.
"Sorry, Skye. Have to get to Ryder a.s.a.p!" But before he could continue running Skye stopped him in his tracks. She raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"What's up? You seem pretty agitated, Chase."
"What? It's really important so I should get going-"
"Come on for the love of sake! Chase, you trust me, right?" Chase looked at her.
"I-"
"Do you?" She tested him, as he hesitated for a slight second but then sighed.
"Yes." He said, feeling defeated. He then spoke up. "It's Rocky. He...uh, well..." She looked at him with a concern look. "He's spying on Marshall and Everest and thinks they have a secret."
Skye was dumbfounded. She didn't know how to react. Rocky was always curious and there was no stopping him. She looked terrified. "W-What should we do? I mean...if Rocky doesn't find out that secret sooner or later he will-"
"Get outta control." Chase finished her sentence while nodding.
"It's not his fault. It was Spike that...done this to him. He made Rocky's life miserable. Rocky was in an orphanage, then went to live on the streets 'cause he hated his life back at the orphanage. Then a pup named Spike made his life miserable."
"I-I know." Chase sighed. "Me and Ryder found him, and he was so happy with us. But if he does anything dangerously stupid, then he broke PAW patrol's rule."
Skye sighed.
Rocky was working on his invention in a dark alley. He swiped his paw over his head to withdraw his sweat. Then he was finished with his latest invention and smiled at it. It was a catapult, and its main purpose, of course, was to launch something. He held a rock in his hand and put it into the catapult.
He was separated from his parents at the age of 1. He was orphaned for a few years, then he escaped the orphanage and was determined to not go back to that orphanage. He had really bad memories of it, and now he lived by food from trash and creating different inventions.
It was today the day that Rocky was truly amazed with his inventions. He loved inventing but there was only one problem. He constantly failed every time he created something out of garbage. This time he was careful enough not to make the same mistake. But there was still the same misconception that Rocky over thought too much. He attempted it, hoping for once he would succeed and continue to be the best inventor pup in the world. He took a deep breathe. He then placed a rock in the catapult, one that he could actually lift in-between his paws. He pulled the lever...nothing. He pulled it once more. Still nothing. He was getting his calculations wrong and began getting more frustrated. "Why won't this stupid thing work?!" He was now angry with himself. He kicked it once more, then the whole thing fell to pieces. The part of the lever stood in-front of him. He was now shaking his head in disbelief and got angrier than ever. "You stupid thing!" He kicked it with force and the lever hit against the wall and came back and smashed against his forehead. He fell down in impact and began whimpering. Fortunately, there was no blood. It wasn't that painful. But it still hurt for Rocky. And not because of the lever but because of the times that he failed.
He whimpered. "I can't do anything right." He sputtered. His head was lying on the ground, he arms spread out. "I'm sorry, dad. I tried to impress you and mom. To make you happy. But I failed you, dad. I failed you, mom." He began crying...and then he heard a voice. One that echoed through the dark alley.
"C'mon, Chase! Let's see what's up!" Rocky got himself up, his legs slightly trembling because he failed his parents he thought. He saw a brown-haired boy come up to him, and a German Shepherd too. "Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine. Are you?"
Ryder smiled. "I'm the one who asked you. I'm more worried about you."
"Thanks. But like I said, I'm okay."
"Are you sure?" Ryder asked.
Rocky didn't know how to answer that. Was he okay or was he not? "I...don't know anymore. My life's a ruin as far as you can see." He glanced at the fallen apart catapult. Ryder too glanced his way.
"Wow. Did you make that?" Ryder asked.
"Y-Yeah."
"Wow. That's actually...I'm actually impressed. No one has that knowledge to make a catapult as you. I invent too."
Rocky nodded. "I know who you are. You're the PAW patrol. I heard so much about you. It must be so good being famous, huh?" Rocky sighed and looked at the ground, losing hope and faith.
"C'mon, you can do much better than that!" Ryder encouraged Rocky, hoping to make the better out of him.
"Yeah. I know you can." Chase finally spoke for the first time.
Rocky sighed. "I don't know. Every time I invent a thing I fail. It just won't operate like I want it to."
"You'll learn from your mistakes." Ryder gave him a piece of advice. Rocky shook his head, disagreeing.
"I invented stuff like a million times and I fail each time." Rocky said. "Maybe I'm not meant to be an inventor or recycling pup." Rocky thought. "Hmm. Maybe a musician would do?"
"Don't think that. Whatever you wish, may be given to you."
"But why won't they work?"
"You're not being confident enough."
"I am. Every time I invent stuff, I think about making my parents happy. I'm doing it for them, not for me. Do you understand?"
"Yes. But there's the problem."
Rocky was perplexed at Ryder's answer. "Huh?"
"Do it for your parents, but do it for yourself too. I'm sure your parents would want this for you, not for them. They're happy either way. But I'm sure they're happy if you're doing it for yourself. Understand?"
"Yes, I think."
"You want a ride to the Lookout?"
"You mean, where the PAW patrol lives?"
Ryder nodded.
"Count me in! I'd never say no to an offer like that!" Ryder giggled. "Then hop in Chase's rig and we'll get going!" Rocky smiled and licked Ryder.
Rocky jumped in Chase's rig and they made way for the Lookout.
A couple of days later, Chase, Marshall and Skye got to know Rocky better. Rocky enjoyed being part of the PAW patrol. With a few of his accomplishments concluded the past days, he got rewards from Ryder and the pups were happy with him. Zuma and Rubble weren't part of the PAW patrol yet.
Rocky decided to get some fresh air, smiling as things were finally going his way. The pups and Ryder weren't home as they went parachuting for the day. He walked to the pup park alone, admiring the air, when he heard a twig snap behind him. He jumped in fright and was even more afraid.
It was a rottweiler. It was Spike, the pup who hated him, who bullied him. "Rocky." He said, one single word slipping from his mouth. Rocky was now trembling, as he knew what the pup was capable of. He was at least four times tougher than Rocky. "I'm curious."
"C-Curious?"
"I haven't seen you up and about at the alley. You little twerp, you think you can escape me?"
"I-I wasn't t-t-trying to-"
"Shut your furry mouth!" The rottweiler got closer to Rocky, smelling him. "How are you so...clean?" Rocky was inaudible now. "Tell me you piece of waste!" He started growling and Rocky gulped and had a plan. He considered the plan and knew it was right. He finally had a plan to get his revenge on the rottweiler, known as Spike. "Well?"
Rocky knocked out of his thoughts and decided to use his advantage. "I-I'll show you."
The rottweiler got closer to him and stared in his eyes. "You better will."
"T-This way." Rocky showed him the way and they both ambled back to the Lookout. "T-This is the place."
"Wait a sec...you little punk. You've been adopted?!"
"I-"
"Shut up for a second." He walked to what looked like a catapult, but this one was much bigger. "Did you invent this? You finally did something right you pervert." Spike said, smirking at Rocky. "Wonder what this does. I'm curious." He launched a rock and it went far but with slow speed. "Lame." What Spike didn't know was that he could've adjusted the catapult to a higher speed but Rocky kept his mouth shut. "I was gonna use it on you but whatever..."
The Rottweiler looked around and came back to Rocky. "Aah...nice place." And before Rocky knew it, Spike snapped at his leg and bit it causing Rocky to shriek in pain. Spike quickly let go, seeing the hurtful look on Rocky's face. "Wow. You're seriously that weak!" But Rocky wasn't. He was just pretending. He had his advantage now, and before Spike knew it Rocky did a swift back-flip astonishing Spike and Rocky kicked Spike in his snout causing him to whine in pain and fall back.
Rocky ran quickly to the catapult, adjusted the speed to max without hesitation and inserted a rock in the catapult's pouch. Rocky waited for the right moment, and laid his paw on the lever, glaring at Spike. Spike got up in dizziness. "YOU FOOL-" Spike gasped, his mouth wide. "No! I'M SORRY! Please! I'm so sorry, Rocky. I'll go somewhere! Please..."
"It's too late. This is for making my life miserable." He launched a rock which hurled into Spike's leg causing him to lose balance and fall. A tear was forming in his eye. "Look who's crying now." Rocky smirked at him.
Spike looked at his leg and saw a bruise on it. "Please...I'm sorry. I beg you..."
"And this is for everything else!" Rocky launched another rock and hit Spike right in the head. A chilling crack was heard as he hit the ground on impact. His eyes rolled back.
Rocky smiled and walked to him. He hit him with his leg. "Now, get up, Spike. And never come back." No sudden movement was seen. He was motionless. "Spike, I said get up!" Rocky was starting to get afraid he done something he might regret. "Spike-" Then he saw the Rottweiler's eyes rolled back.
He gulped in fright. "Oh my..." He started whimpering. "What did I do..." He started crying. "What did I-!?"
"Hey, Rocky, Skye forgot her-"
Rocky turned around in fright. Ryder was confused, then looked to his right and gasped. He covered his mouth in fright. Chase and Skye appeared beside Ryder. "Rocky, what did you-"
"I-I didn't know the catapult would kill him! I overreacted and...and I-"
"Why did you kill him?" Ryder looked at the body of the rottweiler on the ground.
"He bullied me so much, and I decided to teach him a lesson-"
"So you killed him?!" This was Chase now reacting in total shock. Rocky began crying.
"Ryder, you know I would never..." He couldn't hold it in and burst into complete tears and ran into Ryder. Ryder hugged him.
"I know you wouldn't. It was an accident, Rocky. But what you did...it's against the law. It's time we make some regulations."
Chase looked at Rocky, while shaking his head in disbelief. Skye was still in shock.
"I was so scared..."
"I know, pup...I know."
Chase and Skye were hugging now. Chase let go. "We can't tell Ryder Rocky's reacting like this with his curiosity again."
"You're right." Chase replied and sighed. "What should I do now?"
"I don't know. We should think about it."
Chase did nothing else but nod. He had to figure out what to do. It couldn't be like it was before. It couldn't. And he wasn't gonna let it happen. He put on his serious side and walked out of the Lookout.
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