Chapter 21

WAZZUUPP I held my end of the deal, you need to hold up yours.

Two days had passed. News had quickly flew. Chase and Skye were the headlines of every news paper. Chase and Sky had been held up by the other dogs in the outlook, the sun high in the sky.

"So you are dating?" Everest had gotten close to Skye, grinning as big as she could.

"Well..." Skye's face got flushed with pink.

"Well, not until we go on our first date, which is today." Chase grew over the Skye, wrapping her in his arms. She looked up at the German Shepherd, and he stole a kiss from her. He grunted.

"You alright?" Skye continued to stare at the German Shepherd.

"Yea—Yeah I fine." Chase grew embarrassed.

The door into the outlook opened up and a sheepish Dalmatian came in. "Hey guys! what did I miss?" He walked inside, stretching and licking his lips.

"Marshall!" Chase's voice had grown excited, then eyes flew wide open.

"Yeah?"

"Nothing, just glad you came to see us off." Marshall cocked his head in question.

"Us off?"

"Yeah you didn't know? Me and Skye were going on a date." Marshall jumped up in surprise eyes as wide as his smile.

"Re—really!? I'm ha—ppy to hear it." Marshall's smile faded into a dry grin. Everyone else had turned their attention towards the Cockapoo.

"Yeah. You alright?" Chase drew himself close to the German Shepherd.

"I'm fine I was just surprise that's all." Marshall grinned as big as he could.

"You really didn't hear everyone talking about it? No one would stop talking about it." Marshall just shrugged it off. "Well I guess we better get going before we lose our reservation."

"You taking her somewhere fancy?"

"You bet, I'm taking her somewhere nice. Bistro's Classy Steaks!"

"Look at you." Chase grinned big.

"Well wish me luck." Marshall gave Chase a big smile. "Alright Skye, you ready to go?" Skye nodded her head in agreement and quickly made her way to her date. The two exited while the rest got huddled up to talk about them.

The couple made their way down to the Bistro's. They walked in and saw a classy, and sophisticated air run heavy. They walked up to a perky, attendant.

"Hello! Welcome to Bistro's! Do you have a reservation?"

"Yes a reservation for two, under Chase."

"Alright, let me see... Okay. If you would please follow me." The couple did as they were directed and walked outside, and took up a seat at a table. "Alright here are your menus, I'll have someone over and take up your order, in just a minute." The attendant left the two to their affairs.

"Hmm... what should I get... The shrimp, the lobster, the crabs?" Chase looked at the grinning Cockapoo and rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you order the steak?" Skye looked at the German Shepherd, and glared at him.

"You don't come to a steak restaurant and order steak." Chase had to catch his breath.

"Then why do you come to a steak restaurant and not order steak?" Chase had a playful agitation in his voice.

"You order any, and everything else." Skye matched his playfulness with a smile.

"Wow." a waiter came over.

"So what can I get for you guys to drink, and maybe to order too?"

"I'll have a water with some lemon slices, with the signature shrimp please." Chase and Skye glared at each other playfully, and quickly stopped by a cough.

"I'll have a water, and a signature steak medium-rare."

"Alright, I'll get your drinks and have someone get your food prepared." The waiter took up the menus, and walked out away with them.

"So how do you like my dress?" Chase turned his attention towards the Cockapoo, his face turned red.

"It's- nice..."

"Nice?"

"I'm sorry, it's beautiful." Chase rolled his eyes to the back of his skull. An awkward silence came over the clattering of plates.

"Well that was delicious. I don't think I can eat another bite." Skye pushed up her plate, torn up parts of shrimp were thrown everywhere on it, drenched in sauce.

"Oh yeah I know how you feel. I can't eat another bite myself." Chase pushed up his plate, noting left but a grease, sauce-cover t-bone, throwing in the white napkin in after it. Silence fell again. "We... were pretty quiet on this date, huh?"

"...Yeah..." Silence fell again.

"Do you know why we were so... quiet?" Skye just shook her head.

"I guess I had my mind on other things."

"You too, huh?" The two dropped their heads low. "I want this to work Skye."

"Me too..." the two looked at each other, and showed a faint smile. "Maybe we can try again at some point, you know when our minds aren't on other things we can just worry about us."

"Yeah I think that'll be best. So how about we go, and if anyone asks it was the best date you ever went on."

"My thoughts exactly."

"Alright I'll pay the check after I use the restroom, and then we'll go on home." Chase quickly stood up, and went it to the bathroom. He stood up his paws on a sink, and gave himself a hard look in the mirror. "Ahh... why couldn't I focus on her?" He cringed his face in agony, "Damn I wanted her to speak to me, and yet every time she did I just couldn't really stand it, and zoned out. Why?" Chase just sighed and shook the thought out of his head.

He made his way back to the Cockapoo, staring off into the night sky. He pulled out some money and placed it in a the look book, and placed the rest under a glass. "Ready to go back?" Skye nodded and got up from where she sat, and pushed her seat in.

They made their way back to the outlook. Chase had walked Skye over to her house. "Let's just hope it goes so much smoother next time."

"Yeah. Well goodnight." Skye leaned over and kissed the German Shepherd on his lips.

"Goodnight." Chase had back away from the house and started making his way towards his. Then he saw a little shine in a red house. He made his way over and peered around the corner, and saw a Dalmatian lifting up an old, musty teddy bear from a bag, and placed it on his bed. "What you doing?"

Marshall turned his head to see a German Shepherd creep into his room. "I was just out my old teddy bear."

"You still love that thing?"

"Yeah." Chase had walked to the Dalmatian's bed and picked up his teddy bear, and gave it a good whiff.

"You need to wash it."

"I like it musty." Chase played with it a little and placed it back on the bed. "So how was your date?"

"It was amazing." Chase stretched a giant smile across his face.

"Really...?"

"Yeah." Chase had stood up and pushed himself close to the Dalmatian, backing him up in to a corner. Marshall face turned red.

"Umm... Ch-" Chase was quick to place his lips on the Dalmatian's. Marshall quickly broke away. "Chas-"

"Shut up." Chase planted his lips back on the Dalmatian's.

"This shouldn't have happened..." The Dalmatian had been sitting on his messed up bed, while the German Shepherd paced the room.

"It's your fault!" Chase snapped at the Dalmatian, anger and hatred filled his eyes. Marshall stood up, angst feeling his face.

"What do you mean it my fault!?"

"You were the one who came on to me!"

"I WAS THE ONE WHO CAME ON TO YOU!?" Marshall had gotten angry.

"Yeah! I was to be with Skye, but you always coming around screwing things up!"

"You were the one who came around to me!"

"No, you see you want me all for yourself, but I'm sorry, I'm Skye's!"

"What!? I DON'T WANT YOU!" Tears started to flow down his face.

"Oh really you don't want me? You never came after me?"

" I—I-"

"Shut up! I'm done with you. And if you tell anyone, if you so tell Skye...!" Chase started to storm out the room.

"She needs to know!" Chase turned back around face abused with anger.

"YOU WON'T DO SHIT! YOU ARE A NOBODY! NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS!" Marshall started to break down, "You know what go ahead and tell her. Hell, she won't believe you. You wanna know why, because you are NOBODY!" Marshall stared at the German Shepherd, hatred mixing with the tears. Chase turned and started to walk out through the door, and saw the old, musty bear. He threw spit on it. "You're NOBODY!" He grunted before storming out.