Scene cuts to Charm being arrested by a cop car as Marshall sticks his tounge out at him in a mocking way.y

Charm growled as he looked up at Marshall with a vicious smile. "Jokes on you Marshall! I'll be back; and when I return your nightmares will come back as well! You'll never escape yourself!"

Marshall looked at Charm with a blank look until he smirked and spoke smugly. "Talk to the ass after it rips one."

Charm is seen being pushed into the car that Sweetie was put into and looking out with a savage look. "You assholes haven't seen the last of me! I'll fuck you all up (The car drives off) and shit down your throats!"

The car drove off as Rocky then walked up to Chase, wanting to get back on track with him. "Chase?" Chase looked at Rocky, who rubbed the back of his head. "I don't know how you'll take this, but I just want you to know that I never wanted to hurt Marshall in any way shape or form." Rocky sighed. "I get what I did was immature, and I have little excuse for it."

Chase put his paw on Rocky's shoulder, surprising Rocky; Chase spoke with kindness as he responded. "It's all good Rocky." Chase frowned with guilt. "I shouldn't have overreacted myself. This whole trip's put a lot of weight on us; more than anyone I know can take."

Rocky laughed a bit, knowing perfectly well about what happened. "Yeah, I can tell. I just hope that our next series doesn't involve me almost killing you, at least not early on."

Skye walked up to Chase and slapped him, making Chase flinch and look at her. "Next time you pull any crap like that I won't hesitate to make you pay." Skye smirked and kissed Chase smack on the lips, looking into his eyes afterwards. "Have fun being my girl again."

Zuma was seen rubbing his rear end from all the farts he ripped. "Dang dude. Now I wanna know how Wocky survives all of this crap."

"Maybe he's just used to it." Rubble suggested. "After all he grew up that way, so he's obviously used to farting up a fire storm." Zuma shrugged, seeing Rubble's point as potentially valid.

Tracker was seen looking up at Everest and wondering what the future held for all of them. "So this is the final chapter of Dark Era, huh? I wonder what the next story has for us."

Everest wondered that for herself, finding Tracker's words to be rather interesting. "To be honest Tracker, I don't think anyone knows. (Smiles) But it'll be a lot better than this; I can say that much. Cause in that case we won't be killing each other straight away." Tracker giggled a bit, not wanting to face in the other world what he had in the other one. At least without time passing by.

Scene cuts to Drake and Anna parting ways with the Paw Patrol with Drake speaking up with a proud and kind voice.

"It's been a pleasure to have you with us Ryder." Drake declared with a proud voice. "Although it's a rare chance we'll never meet again, I'll take any that I can get."

"I'm glad to hear that Drake." Ryder looked back on the time he and the Paw Patrol had with Drake, feeling as if his team grew from the experience. "Although it doesn't show in every way it can, I can sense a lot of development placed upon all of us. Even some of the minor details gained some improvements." The Paw Patrol all looked at each other with Ryder continuing. "We've all faced a lot lately, and although we aren't in the canon world, I can see the next story we're in giving us plenty of great times to go through, all intense and relaxing."

Drake nodded, finding Ryder's words to be more than wise. "Wisdom that others can only dream of." Drake took out some sort of Paw Patrol communicator. "And thanks for the communicator. I have a feeling it'll come in handy, especailly now that the Paw Patrol are all trained in the skill of combat."

"Maybe next time we can have a tournament to see which one of them's the strongest!" Anna exclaimed with excitement. "I'm placing my bets on Marshall!"

Marshall smiled and blushed with compassion at Anna's words, finding them to be really motivating. "Well I wouldn't go THAT far. I couldn't do all that much to Charm. (Looks at Rocky) But I know a couple of us that would be good choices in the same manner." Rocky smiled and nodded with Marshall continuing his words. "I just hope that we can all stay friends for the longest time to come, and none of us ever get into a pity fight again."

Chase placed his paw on Marshall's head and spoke up with pride. "And we sure have encountered a lot in this; loads of farts, battles, bickering, everything you can imagine getting from a story like this."

Drake snickered a bit as he then began to anticipate the day he met the Paw Patrol again, having learned something from them during his time with them. "I do hope we meet again, even if it's after a very long time." Drake and Anna walked off with Drake waving to them by putting his hand up behind himself.

"Goodbye Drake! Goodbye Anna!" Marshall called out with his usual bubbly attitude. "It's been a pleasure!" Marshall looked at the others with a big smile on his face. "That said, let's go home." Everyone headed over to their veichles with Marshall getting into his, only for Runt to be seen under his seat. Runt put his finger up in a shushing signal and smirk as he then looked at Marshall's butt with a snicker, getting ready for something that anyone could guess. Everyone drove off with Marshall feeling something tickle him from underneath and make him laugh a bit. "Hey, what's under my seat?"

Scene cuts to the Paw Patrol arriving home with Marshall hopping out of his car and opening up the trunk to get something before making it a doghouse again.

Marshall opened up the trunk just as Runt rolled out with a relieved look on his face, making Marshall confused as Runt stood up. "Those were some nice once Marsh. Next time mind ripping a rotten egg one for me? It's not all that hard; just gotta get the proper bowel movement."

"I guess." Marshall replied with confusion. "If you can tell me what the hell you were doing in there."

"I just wanted to get some of what your ass could rip; how's it so hard to tell?" Runt asked in a smart ass way as he then turned to a smile. "But with that whole fiasco out of the way, I'll be doing me stuff wherever I can in Adventure bay; chilling out by campfires, stuff like that. You won't have to worry about me being too cool for school."

"We don't even go to school." Marshall pointed out. "And I doubt you could just smell everyones farts all day, since no one does it at every moment; so you'd have to go up to them at just the moment they have to fart or else you're out of luck."

Runt rolled his eyes in annoyance over Marshall not thinking that he knew that, turning around once he heard Ryder's voice. "I have a proposition for you." Runt became intrigued by what Ryder was about to say. "Since you helped us stop Charm and Sweetie, why not join the Paw Patrol? We could always use a new member?"

"Eh. Beats walking around and doing nothing all day." Runt admitted, showing that he'd be willing to accept Ryder's offer. "Make sure that Cockapoo's butt can twerk though, cause I got a show for it to do."

Skye snickered from where her truck was, being that it was right next to Marshall's. She wondered what someone like Runt would have in store for her, even if it was just for her farts. Chase then walked up to Runt and spoke up. "Good luck getting all in her Runt, cause she's mine again."

"Yeah, you can keep her." Runt stated as he then walked over to behind Chase. "I'm just in it for the ass rips." Runt sniffed Chase's rear end, only for Chase to kick him back and make him roll until he went near Skye. "You got any nasty ones for me?" Skye giggled a bit at Runt's sudden request for a stinker, finding him to be really silly, but in a different way from Marshall.

Scene cuts to Marshall and Chase playing Pup Pup Boogie in the tower with Runt walking up to Rocky while he was watching them do so.

Runt sat down next to Rocky and took an interest in the match; though that was likely partially for the fact that he had a view from behind. When he looked at Marshall and Chase's rear ends, he pictured them farting a whole bunch and it smelling like rotten eggs, liver, and onions (pffffft) (phhhhht) (brrrrruuuuup) (brrrrraaaaat) (blllllaaaaarrrrrp) (phhhhhhhhhht) (brrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaat) (bllllllllllaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrp) (pfffffffffft) (brrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuup) (pfffffffffffffffffffft). Runt's love for farts was more than clear, as he kept imagining them farting nonstop.

Rocky noticed Runt's look of lust and gave him an elbow tab. "You okay dude?" Runt looked at Rocky and snapped out of his fart lust trance, with Rocky seeming to get an idea of what was going on. "You went into some weird lusting look there for a sec. If you're imagining them farting then just walk up to them and smell. It's not like they'd break your arm or anything excessive."

"They'd let me do that?" Runt asked, taking a liking to the idea. He figured that Marshall and Chase would just think of him as a pervert, but instead he could just do it and they wouldn't have a care in teh world. "And they wouldn't get mad or anything if I got my nose right up in there when they let it rip?"

"We're dogs Runt. It's a natural part of our blood." Runt saw Rocky's point and walked right up to Chase's butt, being that his was thick and meaty enough for him to want some from. He waited patiently and then Chase felt a rumble in his gut, with Marshall nodding to him as Chase released a three second moldy liver fart (phhhhht). Runt sniffed the fart quickly and then backed up before Chase could see him. He then hi fived Rocky, who praised him. "Well done my dude."

Marshall felt a growl in his gut and Runt instantly dashed up to him as the Dalmatian let loose a three second rotten egg fart (brrrrraaaaat). Chase gagged and laughed at the scent of the fart with Runt loving it, not caring about the yellow cloud that hit him in the process. Rocky even laughed a bit himself, finding the scenario to be pretty hilarious. He then snickered a bit as he ripped a loud and bassy ten second rotten egg and onion fart, stinking up the room with a giant greenish yellow cloud. (BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP).

Marshall and Chase stepped off of the game and not just because the game was over, but because Rocky's fart had surrounded the room. The two of them coughed at the fart scent with Runt sniffing it all in, loving the feel that it gave his fart loving nose. "May the king of farts be named Rocky; the best stinker ripper I've met yet!" Rocky chuckled a bit and patted his butt, glad to see it having such an amazing power of gas inside of it.

Scene cuts to Skye flying around as Chase walked over to a tree, with Skye flying over to him with a smile.

"Hey Chase." Skye greeted Chase with a smile, surprising Chase upon her sudden entrance. She then started to wonder what he was thinking of her at the moment. "So about the whole Runt thing. You know I wouldn't actually date him, right?"

"Of course." Chase replied, knowing that Skye wouldn't be dumb enough to date someone just for liking their farts alone. "It just...urked me in a way. I couldn't stand someone else being all over you."

"Yeah, I can understand that." Skye admitted. "You gotta admit though; you were a major asshole in the nearing point of the battle." Chase chuckled nervously, being more than fond of how much of a dick he's been. He and Skye then walked off together, continuing to talk things over. "It really surprised me to see you lash out at everyone like that. It felt more like a Rocky thing to me."

Chase laughed a bit, looking back on some past events he's had with Rocky. "Yeah, he has a habit of lashing out for random reasons. (Frowns) I get what you mean though. I shouldn't have just assumed that everyone wanted Marshall dead; even if Rocky does love skulls and stuff."

Skye and Chase sat down and looked over a cliff, looking back on the insane week the two of them had. "It's been one hell of a ride, I can tell you that much. It gives me hope that the next story with us in it will be a lot better, especially since the only reason this story was made to begin with was because the creator hated Rocky being unfairly punished in someone else's story."

Chase snickered a bit, finding that reason to be dumb. "Tell me about it. Even if I hated something that much I wouldn't go out of my way to make a story about the whole thing. I just hope he didn't rip them off."

"He didn't. For starters, we know that Rocky never tried to kill Marshall, while in National park, they keep on assuming he did." Skye lied down and thought about the story, wondering if the sequel would continue. "That said, I hope the sequel comes back one day."

"Same here. It was a great one." Chase lied down next to Skye and thought about the story, wondering if it'd ever go past it's current point. "Like, you can't just stop a perfectly good story right then and there when it's starting to get intriguing again. We should at least know what happens in the end. And even if we don't, they can at least explain why they went to-" Skye grabbed Chase by his head and kissed him right on the lips, with the two of them then making out and rolling down the hill. The two of them felt their love coming back as they had an amazing time doing so.

Scene cuts to Zuma and Rubble watching Tv as they discussed what happened over the past week.

"So...yeah. This whole week happened." Zuma started off, finding the whole adventure to be a ride. Despite that thought however, he couldn't help but think that something was going to happen again. As excited as he was for the other story, he couldn't help but figure that something would change severely within that. "And with the story's final chapter being up now, that means the new story's going to come along. I wonder what it'll be about. And when it comes on I hope it's as entertaining as the time I had here. Even if a bit dark."

"Same here." Rubble admitted, despite not knowing if he'd have a major role or not. "I don't exactly know the role I'll have, but even if it's not a huge one, I can still see it being a fun time. Just as long as it doesn't get too much of one thing anyway." Rubble started to wonder what the story would be about. "Though, the story does intrigue me a lot. Maybe we'll find out when the first chapter and or episode is up."

"That's usually when people find things out." Zuma thought about how everything would turn out in the story, hoping that it'd be as successful as he'd hoped. He wanted to see this story succeed, even if it was technically meant to be an anime reboot. It sounded like a really fun story and he'd want it to be as exciting as it can get for a scenario like that. "The main thing I hope for is the fun factor. Reboots or remakes often flop in views and fun, so if this succeeds then it'll show how to make a reboot correctly."

"No kidding. The only reboot that did it right was the Ducktales reboot." Rubble added in. "At least from our knowledge. Our creator of course hasn't seen every cartoon in the world, so there could be another one out there that he doesn't even know of. Most of what he knows about is Teen Titans Go and stuff like that, stuff that didn't do it like the Ducktales reboot did."

Zuma laughed a bit at Rubble's awareness of the creator's knowledge, liking that they could just break the fourth wall for no good reason at all. "Right." Zuma looked up at the ceiling and had high hopes for this story. "But even then, I think it'll turn out good; even if we get a couple hiccups here and there. And it's story driven, so that'll keep anyone invested if done right." Rubble lied down and nodded in agreement with Zuma, having just as high hopes as him. The two of them hoped that this anime remake would be something of a spectacle.

Scene cuts to Everest hanging out in her truck while listening to some intense rock music.

Everest was shown to be having a good time as she got a call from Ryder, answering it to see what was up. "What's up Ryder? I'm on my way back to Jake's mountain right now. Jake is gonna find it insane when I tell him what I've just been through."

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." Ryder replied, confusing Everest a bit. "Turn on the Tv I installed on your truck. That should give you the full idea."

"I was listening to music but, sure." Everest turned on her Tv and saw that it was loading something that she seemed pretty familiar with. "Isn't this the show that the Princess of Barkingburg was on?"

The show started with Katie standing next to the Princess of Barkingburg. "Hello Adventure bay, and we're back with some more news. We just got word that after a week of insane trials, Charm and Sweetie have been sent to the pound, with the former taking it much better than most expected." Charm was shown in his jail cell trying to bust out with Sweetie assisting him. "That's probably why." Katie held the microphone she held down to the Princess. "Princess. Despite not being there, I'm curious to know what you're going to do now that you know of Charm and Sweetie's true natures. Care to tell us what you did after you heard about this event?"

"I'd be more than gladly." The Princess took the microphone and spoke proudly. "For starters, I've just about had it with Sweetie, so she's pretty much disowned. Same with Charm, as after what he did, he doesn't deserve an owner; at least not having ME as one." Katie nodded in agreement, being well aware of the dangers everyone faced. "I'll also be allowing the Paw Patrol to attend a party at the Barkingburg castle. I also invited that Drake kid and his younger sister, since they helped out."

"Thank you Princess; (Takes the microphone back) it's good to know that Charm and Sweetie aren't being rewarded." The Princess nodded in agreement and then the show came off with Everest being excited.

"So I get to go to Barkingburg!?" Everest asked with excitement, with Ryder nodding and Everest giving a call to Tracker. "Tracker; turn on your Tv if you have one dude. You'll love what it has to offer."

"Si amigo." Tracker replied and then he turned on his Tv, wondering what Everest had in store for him.

Scene cuts to the Paw Patrol at the Barkingburg tower with Drake and Anna attending the party as well.

Drake was getting himself some soda as Rocky popped up from the floor. "So you managed to make it Drake?" Drake looked and saw Rocky, smiling upon his company. "I still can't believe the last week happened the way it did. If this were any normal week it would've ended with me and the others watching Tv, but now it's us wondering what's gonna happen next."

"I can't blame you for thinking like that." Drake admitted. "Me and Anna are thinking about that ourselves. I just hope we can make it through it all." Rocky put his paw on Drake's shoulder and smiled at him, showing how much he's grown. Drake smiled as well, taking a liking to Rocky's comforting act.

Marshall was eating some of the party foods with Chase as Anna walked up to them. "Must've been an insane time for you two." Marshall and Chase saw Anna, who held out a gun of some sorts. "Make sure to use this to protect yourself in case Charm ever comes back. It'll do you a great deal."

Marshall accepted the gun and smiled, appriciating the offer Anna had just given him. "Thanks Anna. I know it's been a short while since we've known you and Drake, but you two grew on me since we first me."

"Same here." Chase replied, and then he chuckled a bit. "I still can't believe how big of an ass I was near the end." Anna shrugged and sat down with the two of them and ate with them.

Skye climbed up to the chocolate fountain and thought to herself as she did so. 'It's a good thing dogs can eat chocolate in this universe. Otherwise we'd all be dead by now.' Skye arrived at the top and called out to everyone in the room. "I'm gonna do a giant cannonball everyone! You don't wanna miss it!" Everyone watched Skye as she jumped into the pool, doing a flip and then going into a cannonball formation. When she jumped in, chocolate got everywhere but it also excited the Princess, who found Skye's jump to be very impressive.

Everest was eating a bunch of pies with Tracker keeping track of just how many, being impressed by the enormous amount she devoured. "Guau Everest. I've never seen anyone eat so much in my life."

"What can I say? I eat hard." Everest continued to eat, only to feel something off coming from her butt. When she looked down, she saw Runt putting his nose up there and rolled her eyes while smirking. "Not a chance Runt." Runt shrugged and took one of Everest's pies, walking off as he ate it. "Let's see if I can get a good thirty more in there. You know; before the chapter ends and the story moves onto the new upcoming one."

"Sounds good to me." Everest continued eating upon Tracker's reply and surprised him with just how fast she could eat even seven of them. "This should be a quick one."

Scene cuts to Charm and Sweetie in jail with Charm finding it impossible to break out.

Charm finds a wire and tried to cut it, only to be electrocuted and having his fur stick up. Charm growls and throws the wire on the floor as another prisoner walks up to his cell. "Hey, keep it down loser! (Charm walks up to the prisoner) I'm listening to music and I-"

Charm punched the prisoner in the face and knocked him out, walking over to Sweetie with a concerned look. "Let's hope we're characters in the new story. I can't stand this crap hole."

"If only that douchebag Drake didn't train the Paw Patrol into being such great fighters." Sweetie lied down and sighed. "If it was just him and his bratty sister then we could've won." Sweetie looked back on the time she had with the Princess, scoffing as she remembered how hard it was. "I always hated that bitch too. She never lets me take the throne when I want to; it's so annoying!"

Charm looks back on the day he met Sweetie, grabbing her and kissing her smack on the lips. The two of them let the kiss sit for a moment as Charm grabbed Sweetie's butt and squeezed it, showing how much he wanted to press it. He then pulled Sweetie away, giving her a loving smile. "We'll torture them all we like in the new story Sweetie. If we get in."

Sweetie pulled up her phone and looked up the title of the upcoming story, becoming surprised by what she saw from it from first glance. "Huh. Says here that we have a shot, but it won't promise anything. Guess it wants to focus more on those losers."

"Guess so." Charm snickered at the thought of what he could do to the likes of the Paw Patrol in the new story. "And the new story will focus a lot more on action and character development rather than farts and crap jokes, so we'll get even more time to make them suffer upon our every whim." Charm and Sweetie thought about what they could do to the Paw Patrol and got plenty of ideas in mind. "Maybe we can give one of them live surgary. Oh, oh; and on another one we can slice their legs off and make them eat dead donkey skin."

"And maybe on Skye we could fart all over her until she loses her sight and sense of smell." Sweetie suggested, feeling a little low brow. "I heard Zuma did the latter to one of our minions." Charm and Sweetie laughed maniacally as the screen faded to black and twenty words were shown on the screen.

Paw Patrol X will show a much better and more investing story. Trust me; the writing will be much better.