AN: Hey guys, so you're probably wondering why I have not updated any of my major stories in awhile. Long story short, work is just busy this month. I should be more free next month and Everest Gone Missing will be the first to update. So for now just enjoy these shorts

Disclaimer: I do not own Paw Patrol

High Noon Draw

Marshall the Outlaw knew that such a day would come. He couldn't keep himself from the law any longer, but if he was going to go down then he was going to go down fighting. Sheriff Chase had challenged him to a draw at high noon and let it not be said that Marshall was no yellow belly coward.

With his trusty red cowboy hat, cowboy boots, and the tools he would need for this match, Marshall strolled down the grassy field where Sheriff Chase was waiting for him. The smirking lawpup was dressed with his blue hat and boots while his tag wagged in anticipation. "Didn't think you show up."

"I just wanted to be early for your funeral is all," Marshall teased with a grin. "So are we gonna do this or what?"

"Eager to meet your maker? Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to meet him real soon," Chase said as he narrowed his eyes.

The two cowpups stood still. Tails wagging in the wind as a small gust blew some leaves between them. Sweat dripped down their foreheads as Marshall licked his lips while Chase stretched his neck.

This was it. Now or never.

"Draw!" Marshall and Chase both said as the grabbed their sketch pads and crayons and got to work. Both drawing the image they both agreed on earlier as fast as possible. Switching colors when need be and double checking their work, the two pups continued until...

"Ha!" Chase shouted, proudly presenting his sailboat and ocean. "Gotcha!"

"Gah!" Marshall cried as he placed his paws on his chest. "You got me! Goodbye cruel world!" With a small twirl he landed on his back, rear paws in the air as his forepaws held a small flower.

Chase just blew on his paw and smirked. "Fastest drawer in the west."

Bottom or Top

Zuma was nervous. He and Rocky had been dating together for about eight months now when the mixed breed decided to bring up the idea of mating. It was a huge step for the both of them, but they were the proper age to do it and Zuma wanted to become one with the love of his life. After days of preparing it, the two were ready to take the next step in their relationship.

Rocky had treated the two of them to a nice Italian dinner followed by a short swim by the beach. It had taken years for Zuma to finally get Rocky to get over his fear of getting wet, but it was well worth those underwater kisses.

But now it was time for the big moment. The one where they give each other their first time in bed. Zuma had practiced for a long time with one of Skye's old stuffed animals over the years just dreaming about putting himself in Rocky's tight and furry butt. Now it was all going to come to fruition.

Arriving in Rocky's room at the Lookout, the two kissing dogs soon closed the door and turned off the lights. Slowly, they took off their dog collars and eyed each other in complete and utter nakedness. "Like what you see?" Rocky asked, grinning.

"I see a fine peice of meat that's going to be mine in a few minutes," Zuma answered with a wink.

"Right then," Rocky said as he took a deep breath. "So I'll get on top and-"

"Wait a minute," Zuma said, holding his paw up. "I thought I was going to be on top?"

"Huh? No way, as the oldest I'm going to be riding you," Rocky pointed out.

"I think the fact that I've practiced humping longer than you means I should be in control," Zuma pointed out.

"Um...well this is my room! So I won the butt mating rights!" Rocky proclaimed.

"Pssh," Zuma rolled his eyes. "I'm the one who got the cream and lube. That ass of yours belongs to me now!"

"No! I'm going to pound your ass!" Rocky growled.

"I am!"

"No, I am!"

"Will you two just do it already?! God, some of us are trying to sleep!" Rubble's voice came from down the hall.

"Yeah, Marshal and I can't concentrate on our sixty-nine with you two blabbing!" Everest shouted from Marshall's room.

"Well you aren't being quiet yourself! I'm pounding Skye in her butt and she's quieter then both of you!" Chase shouted.

"That's because Skye's finding you borining to screw with every night!" Marshall shouted.

"I am not! At least he goes inside of me! Unlike you mister shoot it out!" Skye screamed.

"You wanna tell Ryder you want to get pregnant? Be my guest!"

At once all the dogs' tags lit up as Ryder shouted, "The next dog who continues talking and preventing me and Katie from enjoying our night together is going to get spayed and neutered tomorrow first thing in the morning!"

Suddenly, everything was quiet as a mouse.

"...Maybe we can wait a little longer?" Rocky asked.

"Sounds good to me," Zuma muttered.

Ask The Pups Part 3

Question: Where do you see yourself in ten years?

Chase

"Tough question. Maybe still leading the Paw Patrol? Maybe having a family of my own? If neither of those things then I guess I'll try and become a federal agent for the F.B.I or something.

Marshall

"I actually have been getting more into medical training and stuff of that nature due to the COVID situation. Maybe I'll apply to college to become a doctor?"

Skye

"Hopefully, I'll be married and have pups of my own around that time. I also want to travel around the world and maybe fly into outer space!"

Rocky

"Assuming Global Warming doesn't kill us all? Head of my own energy company!"

Zuma

"When I'm old enough to gamble I intend to win big at Las Vegas, get my own private island with cute girls, and live the billionaire highlife baby."

Rubble

"Leader of the Paw Patrol!"

Everest

"Um, won't I be dead in ten years? Years for humans and dogs are different. I think. Or...wait, are we aging like humans in this show...I'm confused..."

Tracker

"President of Mexico!"

Tuck

"I prefer to live in the now rather than the later. So whatever happened ten years ago is not really a big deal to me."

Ella

"What my bro said."

Rex

"Won't I be dead by then? Wait, are we talking dog years or human years?"

Sweetie

"Empress of the World! Bow before your future ruler mortals! Bwahahaha!"