Rubble all day long has been looking forward to midnight.
Why?
Of course, eating at midnight!
It was the only time he could eat what he wanted and as much as he wanted, he didn't have to listen to Raider telling him to eat less
So yeah, the midnight snack was the best part of the day, well, night, don't wait, morning.
Does not matter.
His door slid open with a soft hiss. First, he looked with one eye.
He looked around the square to make sure it was clean.
You can't be too careful. He was glad no one was around.
He smiled, giggling excitedly to himself and started wandering into the kitchen.
As he walked, ideas flashed through his mind for what he should have tonight.
Microwave leftover pizza?
Put frozen pizza in the oven?
A sausage three meters long?
Oh, there were so many possibilities!
His mouth was drooling with anticipation.
He reached a dark room and turned on the lights.
No one.
He went to the kitchen and decided to make a late-night snack.
Step one: check the refrigerator and cabinet to know what it can work with.
He opened the refrigerator and saw… nothing.
It was empty.
His jaw dropped.
Then he remembered.
There was only a box of sauce in the refrigerator now.
He pouted for a moment, but then remembered that he must have looked in the cupboards.
So he sighed and closed the refrigerator.
He opened the cupboards and saw nothing desired.
Crackers, peanut butter, cookies, tea, soup. It wasn't a midnight snack at all.
He wanted a meal!
Something to keep his tummy full all night until breakfast.
What was he supposed to do? Then he had an idea.
City!
There was a 24/7 restaurant in town offering the best kebabs in the world.
He was excited again and went to his cottage to get money
He knew that if Raider found out what he was going to do, he would probably get a lecture, but he didn't care. It was his time.
Then no one could disturb him, and he could let his thoughts wander incessantly. It was like his own kind of meditation.
At least that was his defense if anyone found out about it.
He knew Skye would at least understand.
He tried to take light steps as he walked. It was not easy, because by dog standards he weighed a lot.
He cursed that he lived farthest from the door.
He walked past Skye's booth and found the door slightly ajar.
He looked inside and saw her sleeping, softly snoring.
He had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud when he saw the teddy dog wearing a little Rocky outfit and a baseball cap.
He passed Marshall's booth and saw that his door wasn't open.
But even if not, he could still hear him snoring.
He laughed to himself.
Well, he finally got to the end where the Marshal's and Skye's house were.
Now take a turn and go straight past Chase and Zuma's houses.
Then another piece and it will be on its own piece.
He turned to see two dark figures.
His heart leapt in fear, and he sprang back, avoiding Chase's house.
He knew he shouldn't be scared, but come on, he was just a dog.
He held his breath and listened carefully to see if the figures were making any noise.
He heard panting breaths, muffled moans.
What the hell was going on?
He looked around the corner.
He stepped closer to see what was happening.
What he saw shocked him completely.
Chase pressed zuma against her door, their lips pressed mercilessly.
Zuma didn't even stand alone, she was held by Chase, her lower legs wrapped around his hips and her upper legs wrapped around his neck.
Rabble felt quite confused and wondered if they were sleepwalking.
He heard one of them speak.
Chase. Zuma said with effort to chase kissing her neck.
Yes? He said between kisses.
You're not telling anyone about it, are you? She said. Chase stopped kissing her neck and looked at her with a satisfied smile.
Zumii ... he said, pressing the button that opened her door with a soft hiss ... have I ever?
Zuma returned the smile and their lips met again and the chase carried her to her doghouse.
The door closed and there was silence again in the square.
He stood there for a moment, trying to find out what he had just seen.
After a few minutes, he gathered his courage and came out of hiding.
He walked, hoping he wouldn't hear anything… else.
god knows if he did, he would be traumatized.
He passed the zuma door and was glad he didn't really hear anything.
Oh, he heard something, but it wasn't loud.
If someone doesn't stop and listen carefully, they won't be able to hear it.
Rabble just decided to go on.
As he was walking to his house , he suddenly realized something.
Marshal must have been snoring really loud if his snoring could penetrate the walls that could muffle the sounds of loving Chase and zuma
At the thought, Rubble trembled, and he suddenly felt very dirty.
If he had a chance to take a shower, he would have jumped into it now.
He ran to his hut and closed the door.
He decided to forget about his late-night snack.
He did so and decided that as Zuma and Chase agreed, he wasn't going to tell anyone about it.
And he kept his word for two years.
He finally confessed and told everyone he had seen that night.
And he told them all ... at Chase and Zuma's wedding.