AN: People keep asking me when I'm going to do Zuma's Courage or Everest Gone Missing. Both are in the final stages of being planned out at the moment, but as for when I will do one of them. I've decided to do this. Once either Falling For My Best Friend or Puppy Love Moments 2 is completed I'll work on one of them and when the other fic is done I'll do the second. Partners In Fire is still going to be updated even when these two fics come up. Please don't sent requests on which one you want to see, I'll be making the choice on my own. In the meantime, enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Paw Patrol
When Costal City finally came into view, the dogs were amazed by the sight of it. While Sirius Island had some big cities, such as the capital known as Romulus Port, it paled in comparison to the size of Costal City. You could fit two Adventure Bay's and it still wouldn't be enough. It made the pups wonder what kind of size and shape the other famous cities of America were like such as New York City, Atlanta, St. Louis, Chicago, Boston, and San Francisco.
A few of Marshall's nerves shot up as he gulped at the size of the population down below. He was going to have to compete in front of all these people? Is it too late to quit? He thought but shook his head of such thoughts. No, bad Marshall. You can do this.
The Paw Patroler soon began to descend on top of one of the buildings with a helipad waiting for them. A man in a nice black suit and a few bellhops that were waiting for them below, indicating they were landing on some grand hotel. After getting back into their seats and buckling up, they waited for the Paw Patroler to land and slowly turn back into its land mode before Ryder allowed them to exit. When they did, the man in the suit walked over while the bellhops were all pointing at the Paw Patroler in amazement.
"Mr. Ryder I assume?" asked the man as he shook hands with Ryder. "My name is Jonathan Preston, I'm the head of this hotel. Your mayor did say you like to arrive in fashion but this takes the cake." He then looked at the six dogs and nodded. "I take it this is your team?"
"Yup, these are my dogs and best friends," introduce Ryder as the dogs all barked a hello. "Are our rooms prepared?"
"I'll be guiding you to your rooms myself. We made sure to put you all on the same floor and share at least two beds each. My bellhops will take care of your baggage," said Jonathan as he motioned Ryder to follow him while ordering his employees to do their tasks.
The bellhops, who were given access to the Paw Patrol, were in for a surprise when they saw Robodog barking a hello at them. It took them ten minutes to stop gawking before they remembered their jobs.
"This is awesome! Woohoo!" shouted Rubble as he jumped onto one of the bed he and Zuma were given in their room. Bouncing up and down, he did a few flips before landing on his pillow with a comfortable sigh. "Oh, these beds are amazing. I could sleep on this forever."
"Dude, check out the services!" shouted Zuma as he looked at the list provided for them. "Room service. Cable. Games. Masseuse. Dog walker. So much awesomeness, dude!"
"Well, Ryder said we can't abuse the service. We're only here for a few days," said Rubble, but then a thought came to him. "But he didn't say anything about abuse that high class bath with extra side nozzles that give that hot tub feeling! Good thing I brought my extra bubble soap and rubber ducky!"
Zuma chuckled as he saw the construction pup dig through his bag for his bath items. "Well, you enjoy your small little bath. I'm going to crash at that big pool we saw outside the hotel. Bet a few hot babes are there too."
"You're such a dog, Zuma," laughed Rubble, sticking his head out. "Why don't you just settle down with one girl like Chase has?"
"I'd like to do that, really," mused Zuma as he thought about him and some cute dog that he could go steady with. "But it's hard to find a dog who has what I want. The only one who matches all that would be Everest." He gave a knowing smirk. "And we all know who she cares for."
"Yeah, but he doesn't see it. If it wasn't for the fact that he has black spots instead of stripes, I would swear he was a zebra!" laughed Rubble as Zuma laughed with him.
Once they had been shown their rooms, Skye had wanted to test the bed out by having Chase lay on top of her and kiss the life out of her. The two held paws as Chase showed of his domination side by squeezing Skye between himself and the bed like a sandwich; all while his tongue was having its way with her mouth and licking her face with affection.
They didn't know why they got two beds since one was going to be enough. They had come far into their relationship to the point where sleeping next to each other was quite common. Chase would often go to her room at night and stay there until early morning, making sure none were the wiser of their night habits. At first it was just cuddling, licking, and nuzzling. Then came the hardcore kissing, and then finally they mated for the first time two years ago. It was still an experience that neither of them could forget, but to Chase it meant the most to him. While most dogs these days preferred weddings and ceremonies to have their unions, Chase was old school.
He believed in the concept of "one mate, one life", meaning that you only had one mate and when you mated with her, you were hers and she was yours forever. Skye accepted this, following the mindset their ancestors used to have as both she and Chase swore that they would be each other's only mate. I really hope those walls are soundproof for tonight, thought Chase as he felt his tail flick against Skye's rear end.
"Hey, Chase?" asked Skye, interrupting their little make out session. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," said Chase as he slowly got up and lay down next to her, smiling. "What's up?"
"… do you wanna get married?" asked Skye, looking up at him.
Chase's eyes nearly bulged out. "M-married?"
Slowly getting up, Skye placed a paw on his and gave a soft smile. "Chase, we've been together for years and been friends longer than that. I've risked life and death with you on so many occasions, and I trust you with my heart and body. We've mated. We've declared our love. I think-no-I know we were meant to be together. So I want to marry you, and maybe even start a family together. What do you say?"
Chase's open mouth slowly closed as he felt a large smile slowly decorate his face. "Skye… to be honest I've wanted to ask you to marry me for a while. I just didn't know how to say it. Yes! Let's get married!" He held her in his embrace as the two of them snuggled into the pillow. "I promise you, Skye. I'll be the best husband ever. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Chase," whispered Skye. "Let's hold off on telling the others until the tournament is over. This is Marshall's moment after all."
"Agreed. Now how about we get back to what we were doing, only you stay on top," growled Chase with a smirk as Skye grinned back and went to work on him.
Ryder decided to check up on Marshall and Rocky who were paw wrestling to see who would get the bed closer to the mini-fridge. After watching with amusement for a short while, he chuckled upon Rocky flipping Marshall over with a little Pup-Fu move he learned from Sensei Yumi. Marshall groaned as he saw starts spinning around his head before shaking himself out of his stupor. "I'm okay, but I guess I lost."
"Sorry, Marshall," said Rocky as he jumped on to his bed and claimed it as his own. "All's fair in love and war." Rocky then turned to the doorway where he saw Ryder. "Hi, Ryder, What's up?"
"Just thought I'd check on you pups. Zuma and Rubble are having fun, and we can all guess what Chase and Skye are doing," said Ryder, earning a knowing smirk from the other two. "So I figured we could spend some time together and check out the city. What do you say?"
"Cool! Think we can get to the Lugna Tower on our way?" asked Rocky with stars in his eyes.
"What's the Lugna Tower?" asked Marshall, tilting his head as Rocky stared at him like he had just been told there was no Easter Bunny.
"You're never heard of Lugna Industries?! It's like one of the biggest and most technically advance companies in the world! They have their hands in everything from science to military to vehicle safety to rescue responders!" explained Rocky. "They're dedicated to making sure all of mankind is safe and advances without fear."
"We even use technology they created in the Lookout," explained Ryder, crossing his arms. "Heck, I was even offered a job once to work for one of their smaller off site division on Sirus Island."
That didn't surprise either of the pups. Ryder had been born a genius, selling whatever inventions he had to companies for great costs that helped fund Paw Patrol. Many groups from businesses, Think Tanks, and even the military wanted to hire him for a job, but Ryder's dream of Paw Patrol was all he ever wanted to focus on.
"Sadly, the Lugna Tower is too far away and I don't want us to explore the area to far. Just in the immediate vicinity," said Ryder as he pulled out his Pup Pad and pulled out a map. "Well go around a few blocks and see what's around. Sound good?"
"Yes, sir!" said Marshall and Rocky as they followed their owner out.
"Wow, I've never seen so many dogs before," said Marshall as they roamed the streets. So far they had seen buildings just as tall or taller than their hotel while also finding many places to eat or shop in the future with the rest of the gang. But the one thing that stood out the most was that dogs had a more active role in the city then they are used to seeing.
Having been on Sirius Island all their life (or most of their life for Marshall), seeing so many dogs was exciting for the two. There were sales dogs, police dogs, constructor dogs, dogs walking with businessmen and so forth. It was ironic that they were from an island named after a dog star, but these people seemed more trusting and friendly with their dogs then back home.
"Man, I wouldn't be surprised if a dog could run for mayor in this town," muttered Marshall, looking around.
Ryder looked at his Pup Pad and saw that there was supposed to be some kind of monument dedicated to a famous hero in this town. Deciding to take a look, they were amazed again to see that it was a dog, only he looked to be in some kind of armor. "Holy Iron Dog, he looks cool!" cried out Rocky.
"And he's a dalmatian just like me!" barked Marshall.
The statue was of a dalmatian who looked to be in a combined version of SWAT armor and Fireman's armor, combined with a helmet by his paws that was built for the dog that looked like a fireman's but had a black visor and guard mask. Yet there was a medieval knight like look to it on the shoulders and greaves, combined with a Celtic Trinity symbol that was seen on the armor. That was what got Marshall's attention the most as he slowly reached for his pendant and looked at the symbol. It was the same one.
That doesn't mean anything, thought Marshall. This symbol is used by a lot of people and dogs for different reasons.
"Who was he?" asked Rocky, trying to get a look at the dog's name but there was a huge crowd taking pictures.
"According to my info his name was Axel. He died a few years ago and was some hero with a partner of his named Luther," replied Ryder as he looked for more info. He then turned to Marshall who was staring at the statue with uncertainty. "Marshall? Is everything ok?"
"Huh? Oh, well," muttered Marshall, as he gripped his pendant tighter. "I don't know. I feel…"
He was cut off when something that sounded and explosion went off a few blocks down. The three were nearly knocked off their feet or paws as civilians screamed and ran away from the area. Looking to his right, Marshall could see smoke emitting from a nearby building where he could see the tips of flames.
"Ryder! Fire!" shouted Marshall, his owner getting up and already seeing the situation.
"We don't have our pup packs or vehicles!" shouted Rocky as he tried to avoid panicking people from running into him.
Sirens could be heard in the distance as Marshall listened in. "Those sound like fire sirens! Plus, Police and Ambulance too! Thank goodness!" His optimism was soon shattered when something happened that made his jaw drop, he was pretty sure both Rocky and Ryder were also staring in amazement. A thick green energy cone suddenly surrounded the area of where the explosion came from and a few feet. From where they could see, it prevented people who were behind the wall from getting out as they smashed into it or banged on it in an effort to break it open. Cars even smashed into it and nothing happened.
Rushing further upward for a closer look, they could see a few police cars try to get through but they ended up smashed. Rocky, who took a closer look at the green shield, said, "It looks like some kind of force field! And that fire is spreading fast!"
Marshall could see it already spreading from one building to another, very similar to the fire that happened with that one… thing that he saw. "Ryder, we have to do something!"
"Already on it, Marshall. No job is too big, no pup is too small!" shouted Ryder as he activated the call all button.
"Paw Patrol! To the Paw Patroler!"
