HEY EVERYBODY WHAT'S UP.

SO I'VE NOTICED THAT THE LAST COUPLE OF CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN KIND OF BORING, AND I APOLOGIZE, BUT STARTING WITH THIS CHAPTER I'M HOPING THE STORY WILL START TO BECOME A LITTLE MORE EXITING. AND I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO APOLOGIZE FOR HOW DARN LONG IT'S BEEN TAKING FOR ME TO UPDATE. ANYWAY ENJOY THE CHAPTER

CHAPTER:7

While Ryder was calling in the other pups, Chase decided to go back to Little Hootie's tree and do some more investigating.

"Okay" thought Chase as he started sniffing the feathers on the ground in front of Little Hootie's tree. "So we have a small group of feathers in one area, I can't smell the strange sent anymore, and the feathers don't go off in any kind of trail for me to follow, so I have no leads and a useless clue, great."

He sat down and continued to look at the feathers and the area around them.

"No footprints, no sign of a struggle, and no blood thank goodness.

"There must be some sort of clue that's being overlooked, something were missing."

Suddenly as Chase was lost in thought, someone pushed his hat over his eyes so he couldn't see.

"Ugh!, Come on Marshall, this isn't funny!" He yelled angrily.

Now it wasn't exactly uncommon for Marshall to mess with Chase and the rest of his teammates, from time, to time.

He never did anything mean or hurtful, it was all just good natured fun, but just because it was good natured, doesn't mean it wasn't super annoying.

And apparently he thought it was funny to do things like...

Replace Rubble's food bowl with an empty one when he wasn't looking, and then crack up when Rubble would notice the empty bowl, and say something like "wow! I guess I was hungrier then I thought."

Or when he would, "accidentally" spray Rocky with his water canons. Well, maybe sometimes it would be an accident, but most of the time, not really.

With Zuma it was the old, fake snake under his pillow, Zuma hated snakes, but eventually he got so used to it, that at night when he went to his Pup house, the first thing he would do is reach under his pillow, grab the snake and then throw it onto the roof of Marshall's Pup house. "Dude, you might want to find a new place to hide this" he would tell Marshall, who always pretended to be sleeping, but he never did.

He tried to pull a prank on Skye once, but it didn't exactly…

Uhh. Well, let's just say it didn't go to well, for Marshall.

But out of all the pranks and jokes he liked to play on the pups, he usually would save the best ones for target numero uno, Chase.

Like the time he took stuff from Skye's pup house, and then snuck it over to Chase's house while he was asleep.

So one minute, Chase was in his Pup house taking a little nap, and then the next, he opened his eyes to see all the pups gathered around him laughing hysterically, and Ryder taking pictures, pictures! Of him wearing Skye's hair curlers, and snuggling with and or drooling on her pink heart shaped mirror.

Chase knew almost immediately who had done it, "Marshall!" He growled.

"What?" Said Marshall as he laughed "it's not like I had to do much, you already had most of Skye's stuff in your Pup house anyway ya weirdo, oh and by the way, you have a little something on your face."

Chase looked at his reflection in Skye's mirror and saw how ridicules he looked wearing hair curlers and a flower beret, and to top it all off, he also had red lipstick smeared allover his nose and mouth.

So, ya it was pretty much the most embarrassing thing EVER! And it was all thanks to Marshall, not to mention Skye was mad about the drool on her mirror.

But out of all the dumb, and ridicules stuff Marshall liked to do, pushing Chase's hat over his eyes seemed to be his favorite. If fact he managed to do it thirteen times in one day! And yes Chase kept count.

And there was also that time when he... well, you get the idea.

Chase realized Marshall could be a little goofy, and yes, even flat out annoying sometimes, but those are just some of the things that make Marshall, Marshall, and apart from all the things he did to drive him crazy, he knew that Marshall was one of the most loyal, caring, and funny friends that anybody could ever ask for.

But him acting silly like this during a mission was just completely unacceptable.

"Marshall," said Chase as he straightened his hat "we're on a vary serious mission, I know your just trying to cheer me up, but we've talked about this, you know I don't like you messing with me when I'm in detective mode, so if you could just"… Chase tuned around, but Marshall wasn't behind him, he was still on the other side of the clearing with Ryder.

"If Marshall didn't hit my hat who did?"

Chase looked around but didn't see anyone. "Hello, is someone there?" he called out, but there was no answer.

"It was probably the wind or something" he though to himself before returning to his investigation.

But before he could even turnaround, he found himself blind once again, "that's it!" "Who's doing this!" He yelled.

"Hoo."

"Ya, you, who!".."Wait a second," he said, realizing what he had just heard, "Did you say, hoo?"

Then to his surprise, his hat was lifted completely off of his head, he looked up and saw it hovering above him.

"Huh" he said in disbelief.

"Hoo!" Said the owl holding Chase's hat.

"Mama Hootie!" Exclaimed Chase, "your alright, I've been worried about you and Little Hootie."

Mama Hootie dropped the hat back onto Chase's head and then perched herself on one of the low tree branches.

"So, where is Little Hootie?" He asked her.

She let out another "hoo" and then flu up to the hole in the middle of the tree where Little Hootie's nest was, she landed on the edge of the opening and peeked inside.

Chase could hear her calling to him, and after a few seconds she came back down and landed on the ground next to him, then she hopped over to the pile of feathers and just stared at them.

"You don't know where he is either do you?" He asked.

She looked sadly up at him and shook her head.

"I thought for sure you would have known where he was" he said letting out a big sigh.

"Ryder, come in Ryder" said Chase tapping his Pup tag.

"Hey Chase," said Ryder "did you find something?"

"Ya, I found Mama Hootie, or she found me.

"That's great Chase, maybe she knows where Little Hootie is."

"No, I don't think so, I'm pretty sure she's been looking for him to."

"Okay, well at least we know she's safe, we'll be right over as soon as Skye finds a place to land."

Chase glanced up and saw the tree branches being blown around by the wind. "Alright but tell her to be careful, the wind is getting really strong."

"Don't worry I will, over and out."

Chase tapped his tag and ended the transmission, then turned his attention back to Mama Hootie. She was still on the ground looking sadly at the feathers.

Chase could tell just by the look on her face that she was vary upset.

"Mama Hootie" said Chase "don't worry, Chase is on this case, I'll find Little Hootie and bring him back safe, I promise."

Mama Hootie looked up at him and smiled, "hoo" she hooted one last time, before flying off into the woods and search of her son.

As Chase watched her fly away, the wind blew once again just like it had been since they arrived, but this time it was carrying a strange sent, the same one he had smelled earlier in this vary spot.

He lifted his nose to the wind and started following the strange sent and it let him to the far edge of the clearing and into the woods...

Meanwhile, above the clearing Skye had found a place to land, a small open spot in the trees that looked just barely big enough for her helicopter to fit through, usually a landing like this would be easy, but with the wind pushing her around it was going to be a tight squeeze.

"Ryder, I found a spot to land, do you see me?" She asked through her pup tag.

"I see you" he said looking up through the open spot the trees.

She peeked her head over the side of the helicopter and saw Ryder and Marshall looking up at her through the opening.

"Well what do you think, is it big enough for my copter to fit through?"

"Everything looks good down here Skye, you should have plenty of room, just pay close attention to that wind."

"Rodger that," she said "I'm coming down."

Skye held on tightly to the controls as she went down, the wind seemed to have calmed for the moment, but she wanted to be ready just in case another big gust came up.

Ryder was right about their being enough room, she passed through the the opening with about a foot of clearance on all sides.

As soon as she got through the leaves and branches she looked around the clearing, to her right she saw Ryder and Marshall backing away from the landing sight.

To her left she caught a glimpse of Chase about a hundred or so yards away in the woods, he was walking around with his nose in the air sniffing something.

She was about to turn away but something else caught her eye, on the ground out in front of Chase was an uprooted tree and behind it was a, a, thing.

Skye used her goggles to get a closer look at the "thing" and gasped at what she saw, the thing was actually an animal, she couldn't tell exactly what kind of animal it was because most of it was hidden behind the trunk of the tree, but she could see that it was about twice the size of Chase, and it had grayish colored fur.

"What is that?" She asked herself, suddenly the animal lifted it's head up revealing a long mussel full of sharp menacing teeth, and Chase was about to walk straight into it.

Chase was so close, so close to whatever it was he was tracking, so close to finding another clue or even Little Hootie himself. "Almost there" he said to himself.

The Creator couldn't believe it, the stupid dog came back, and it was about to find him and his prize. "Him, it must have been him who sent the metal bird after me" he slowly lifted his head above the trunk of the uprooted tree he was hiding behind, and saw that the dog was just a few feet away and walking toward him. The creator looked at his prize on the ground "I won't let him take you" he whispered "if he gets any closer, I'll kill him."

Chase froze in his tracks and listened , he thought he heard something, it sounded almost like somebody talking or growling or something like that.

The Creator held his breath and held perfect still, there was still a chance he could get out of this without having to fight, although it was a fight he knew he would win, he just didn't feel like wasting anymore of his energy.

Chase saw a big fallen tree if front of him and slowly walked over to it, he thought if he got on top of it, the extra height would allow him to be able to see whatever it was that made that sound.

The Creator could hear the dog walking up to the tree, he tensed up and prepared to fight.

Chase was just about to hop up onto the tree but stooped when his Pup tag started bleeped, "Chase get out of there now!" Screamed Skye.

Chase quickly turned around and saw Skye hovering way on the other side of the clearing in her helicopter.

"Why, what's wrong?" He asked looking around, he didn't see anything dangerous.

She tried to tell him about the animal, but the wind picked up again and he couldn't hear what she was saying.

"Skye I can't hear you" said Chase putting his ear closer to his tag "what's wrong?"

The wind hit Skye's helicopter and started pushing it dangerously close to the tree on her right, she grabbed the controls and pulled away from it, she turned her attention back to Chase and saw that the animal was now standing up behind Chase on top of the tree and was about to attack him.

"Chase behi-"…..

"what?" Said Chase. Suddenly he heard a loud grinding sound, he looked up and saw that a small limb had broken off from one of the trees and was now stuck in the rear rotor of Skye's helicopter.

"Skye bring it down!" Yelled Ryder.

"I can't, the controls aren't responding!" She yelled back.

"Skye!" Said Chase. He was so distracted that he didn't hear the animal sneaking up behind him

The Creator saw what was happening with the metal bird, "one down, one to go" he reached out with his jaws and tried to grab Chase by the back of the neck, and then, BOOM, the sound of an explosion ripped through the forest, it was so loud that the Creator decided to just back off and take the opportunity to make off with his prize.

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CHAPTER:8 COMING SOON.