Silver Surfer Chapter 3, a paw patrol fanfic

Silver Surfer - Chapter three: Surfing Lessons And Awkward Moments

'Feelings are much like waves, we can't stop them, but we can choose which ones to SURF!'

By the time Chase woke up, already walking towards Zuma's pup house. He caught the Lab's scent, but it wasn't coming from the orange pup house, it had moved. Chase followed Zuma's scent all the way until it had reached a dead end, smacking the Shepherd on the nose when he collided with a silver door. Chase shook his head, lifting a paw to his nose to rub the enduring pain coming from it. Confusion hit him when he found himself standing in front of the Mixed breed's pup house.

"This doesn't make sense?" He questioned himself, aiming a paw at the door. "I thought they weren't talking?" Curious to find out where the Lab was, and if his nose wasn't playing tricks on him. Chase took a small intake of breath, very lightly tapping the door. A minute went by before a raspy yet groggy voice called out.

"Y-yeah, who is it?" Chase slapped a paw to his muzzle, suppressing a giggle at the sound of the Mixed breed's sleepy voice.

"It's the mail pup."

"I don't get mail, come back later?" Chase, deadpanned, thinking how much sleep Rocky actually had?

'Poor pup's losing his mind.'

"Open up Rocky, it's me Chase?" The next thing the Shepherd heard before he was about to knock again, was loud sounds coming from inside. Chase sighed, tapping his paws against the silver door, creating a small harmonic beat which he began humming to.

'This pup's stupid if I'm not going to ask him why I followed Zuma's scent all the way here.' Chase shook his head, tapping on the silver doors a little louder.

"Come on, Rocky hurry up, I need to talk to Zuma and I know he's in there?" The Shepherd removed his paws from the silver door as it slid open.

"What do you mean, Zuma's not here?" Chase raised an eyebrow, ambers peering behind the Mixed breed.

"Well his scent is, so wherever you hid him, he better come out-"

"Chase, Zuma isn't here - I mean, why would he be? We're not talking to each other."

"Likely story, come on, move out the way?" Rocky sighed, stepping to the side. Chase tilted his head in confusion when he saw nothing but an empty bed.

"What? B-but?"

"I did try telling you...why don't you go check his pup house, he's bound to left you a note if you need to see him?" Chase deadpanned, giving the Mixed breed an awkward smile before stepping out. "Now if you're finished, I would like to get back to sleep?" Rocky gave out a little yawn just as Chase nodded in response, putting his paw up.

"Sweet dreams-"

"Hmm, yeah, whatever." And just like that, the Mixed breed pressed his paw on the button, hitting the Shepherd on the nose for a second time.

'I don't get it...I really thought Zuma would've been in there? Maybe my nose isn't as good as it used to be?' The Shepherd placed a paw to his muzzle as he walked over to the orange pup house once again, eyes searching for any signal as to where the Lab went. He let out a growl of frustration, pushing the button by the side.

Expecting it, the Lab was nowhere to be seen, but curiosity hit the Shepherd when he glanced down at a small sheet of paper. He carefully flipped it over with the tip of his claw, eyes growing wide as he began reading the words.

I'm sorry, I will tell you the truth eventually...I do care about you Zuma and I always will. Don't cry...if you want, you could come to my pup house later, we won't talk...but I would like to spend time with you and make you smile again...I don't want to stop what we're doing, I'll end up missing you too much...please Zuma, let me be your company tonight?" Xx

~ R ~

"So they're spending time with each other, doesn't that mean they will talk? So why did Rocky lie to me? That no good for nothing Mixed breed!" Chase had mixed feelings about the note, he hadn't even known Rocky to be so poetic and that's when the Shepherd's curiosity got the better of him as he spotted a small orange with a navy ribbon, box in the corner. Chase leaned forward, undoing the ribbon with his canines. He nuzzled the lid off, eyes growing wide when he saw many miniature surfboards, just like the one that was hanging on the Lab's collar, each one a different pattern, colour, and design. Next thing that surprised the Shepherd, was the small green envelopes all with black swirls going around them. His curiosity got the better of him again. With the tip of his claw, he opened it, making a small sheet of white paper slip out, words written all over it in gentle penmanship. The Shepherd's amber eyes locked on the written sheet, already beginning to read the words.

Hey, Zumi.

Are we even friends anymore?

I know you're probably wondering why I'm asking this? But it's been spinning in my head for two nights now. It's weird not having you knock on my door any more. Did I do something wrong that day? I don't even know what happened myself, all I remember was spending a whole day with you, a day that made me so happy, then...that night...I can't stop thinking about it. It keeps on replaying in my head, I'm starting to lose control and it's making me want you even more...this time, never to let you out of my sight. Am I sounding too dominating? I don't mean to be, it's just when I see those pretty eyes you give me, I have to turn away. Too afraid, I would do something stupid, just like that day. I hope I didn't lead you on, I wanted you to kiss me. I needed to feel that contact with you and at that point, I knew I couldn't hold back from making you mine!

I wanted to mark you, but I stopped because I wasn't sure if that's what you want, even if you couldn't wait for me to take your collar off and lay you by the shore. Each time water washes by you, you would grip hard at my fur, pulling me near the tides as well. Even, if I hate water, it didn't bother me when your strong scent was distracting me way too much.

I know you might start to have regrets, but I have none! Having that night with you was like a dream come true, my wildest fantasy turned real. The feelings you gave to me were nothing like I've ever felt before...I guess that's what happens when you mate with some pup you thought could only happen in your dreams.

"Mate?! What?" Chase's eyes went wide as he took a deep breath, staring down at the letter once again.

That night was the start of my happy ending, not because of the passion we shared...but because of the love you returned...it wasn't just lust I felt...I feel something more than that and I think you already know...I'm sorry if you don't want to talk to me. I was a fool for running away the next day and then avoiding you. Don't stay away, remind me that I didn't make a mistake? Help me only think of the good times.

I know our friendship could never be the same, we can never go back to how we once were and truthfully, I don't want it to. I care about you Zuma, more than a friend should. I've always questioned myself why every night I see you in my dreams...do you also dream of me? I don't want to mess with your mind, I only want to be the pup you always think about. You don't have to be alone, I know you're used to it, but I hate watching you hide away, pretending that everything's okay when it's not...I want to make you happy, the way a mate should do.

I don't want to lose you over a night which was the best of my life! I only want to make you see that we can be happy together.

I know we don't talk much...not even when we have those passionate moments that I wish can last forever...I can never find the words when I'm around you.

I think you already know this...and it's hard enough trying to write it, even harder to say it. It's always been this way...the way I feel about you...I never needed time to think why you make my heart race or just when you say my name in your cute voice, which is sweet music to my ears, it always gives me a good feeling inside. Then, that's when you notice why I'm so shy...you're the only pup who can do that, no other.

So here it goes, before I run out of ink. I really hope you don't hate me after?

Zuma, I love you...always have, always will.

~R~

Chase gasped from shock, releasing the letter from his paws as it gently glided to the blanketed floor beneath. His mind was suddenly spinning in circles, this time, not from confusion, from realization.

"Now, it all makes sense. All this time...no wonder why Zuma won't tell me what happened, any pup for that matter...so that's what stopped them from talking, but they still see each other?" Chase looked down once more, glancing over at the small sheet of written paper, reaching a paw to his head, trying to stop it from spinning. So he left, walking out of the orange boathouse.

Suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he spotted another note.

Gone suwfing.

Meet me at the bay and ask Wocky fow one of my boawds...don't take too long.

~Zuma~

After reading the note, Chase left Zuma's pup house, running over to the green one. His paw instantly made contact with the silver door, but somehow, he could not tap against it. Now that Chase knew the story, he was curious to know more or to at least make the Lab and Mixed breed talk again, hoping it will be more than just be a few words.

'Maybe, it won't be such a good idea to tell Rocky I found the note he wrote to Zuma?' Chase reached another paw to his head, trying to find the answers. 'Or tell Zuma that I know the real reason why he and Rocky stopped talking...even if it feels like they still are?' Chase dusted his thoughts away as he once again focused on the paw that was hovering over the green pup house. 'If they want to tell me...then I'll just wait. I might annoy Zuma again if I tell him what I found, and then he'll never teach me to surf?'

Chase shook his head, faking a smile. He let his paw lightly tap against the silver doors. In a matter of seconds, the door opened, revealing again a grey pup, this time with a scowl on his muzzle.

"For the last time-"

"Yeah, yeah I know. Zuma's at the bay and I'm going to meet him there, but he asked me to grab a surfboard off you as you keep all of Zuma's here, right?" Rocky sighed, before nodding in response. Suddenly silver doors once again slid closed. "Erm, Rocky?"

"Wait there, I'll grab you one. What color?" Chase tilted his head in confusion, reaching a paw to the top.

"I don't know...has Zuma got any blue ones?"

"Yeah he's got six, all different shades, I could lend you the metallic blue with a pastel picture of the sunset in the middle and words at the top?"

"What does it say?"

"'Go for a ride n' catch a wave as the sun goes down'? That sound good?" Chase visioned how the board would look in his mind or how he would look riding it, the detail was good enough, but the words easily captivated him.

"Okay, yeah I'll take that one." In seconds, the silver doors flew open again. Chase cocked his head to the side. "Rocky, where are you?"

"At the back." Puzzlement hit the Shepherd as he pictured the size of the pup house on the outside, then on the inside, it looked bigger. "Found it!" Chase smiled, placing his paws on the roof of the pup house, drumming a tune while humming it.

It didn't take long for the Mixed breed to pull out the blue surfboard. Chase's eyes grew wide when he saw it. The whole board was gently airbrushed dark blue, which had a glowing effect. Going down to the middle was a bright sun painted with shades of red, orange and yellow to look like it was setting. The sea underneath which was a lighter shade of blue highlighted softly with white. Amber eyes narrowed all over the board, until the stopped at the words. It was nothing like the Shepherd imagined, but even better. The words were written in medium italics, with little swirls at the end of each letter. Chase was mesmerized by the board.

"Wow! It's amazing!" Rocky smiled, lifting the board up, until it was leaning against the pup house.

"T-thanks." Chase cocked his head to the side.

"Wait, what? Y-you made this one?" A light crimson blush stained the Mixed breed's muzzle.

"It was a present for Zuma...I didn't know what to get him for his birthday, so I thought about his passion for surfing...then it just came to me-"

"That's why none of us saw you for at least three days, his birthday was two months ago?" That once crimson blush, turned scarlet red while also, a small smile crept itself onto the Mixed breed's muzzle before he slowly nodded his head. "I was right, you do have wild art skills!" All of Rocky's grey fur around his muzzle now was red.

"Thank you, but how would you know that?" Chase opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Heh, just thought because you are good at fixing things, then you must be an amazing artist as well?" Rocky raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Okay...anyway, you better get to the bay and whatever you do, don't break that board!" Chase put his paw up, nodding in response. He picked up the board with his paws, flipping it onto his back.

"It's heavy." Rocky shook his head, moving the board horizontally.

"That's because you're holding it the wrong way." The Shepherd let out a nervous giggle, before stepping back.

He began to slowly walk down until he reached the end of the Lookout, he turned back, glancing over at the Mixed breed who had his head down for some reason, gold eyes narrowing over at the orange boathouse. Chase raised an eyebrow, once again, thoughts clouding his mind.

"Hey, Rocky?" The Mixed breed tilted his head up, mouthing a response. "Do you miss Zuma?" Out of the corner of the Shepherd's eye, he saw a single tear roll down Rocky's muzzle. The Mixed breed sighed, nodding his head in response.

'What are those two to each other now? They can't be friends anymore since they mated, they're not mates because I don't see a mark? There must be something...it's obvious they're both in love with each other...I want them to be happy...maybe I'll just ask Marshall what I should do? He'll have the answers.' Once again Chase dusted his thoughts away, hoisting the surfboard more over his back, before dashing off towards the bay.

"Fow paws sake!"

The Lab growled, picking up a light blue surfboard with his canines, before throwing it towards the sandy beach.

"What is happening to me?"

Zuma questioned himself as he shook his fur, removing most of the water sticking to it. Once he felt his fur almost dry, the Lab slowly walked away from the tides and onto dry sand which he fell onto, golden sediment covering his whole back. He reached a paw to his muzzle, wiping the single tear that was rolling down it. Zuma sighed. Emerald eyes directing at the baby, blue sky.

"I get to be with Wocky all night...but still...why am I not happy?" Another growl could be heard as the Lab broke the silence of the once calm sea. The waves broke more rapidly and with more strength, dragging the water all the way to the shoreline, where Zuma was lying by. "Yestewday, weally felt like we wewe talking again...like we used to." Zuma smiled, reaching a paw to his muzzle before running it along his lips. "Why does he love to tease me so much?" The Lab giggled, when flashbacks ran through his head. "Maybe because I used to do it to him, when we wewe young? Half the time, I had to chase him, because Wocky would always wun away fwom me."

'And yet you still continue to chase him? Don't you think he's trying to tell you to move on?'

"I can't stop chasing Wocky...I love him." Another tear escaped the Lab's now glassy eyes, rolling freely down his muzzle. Instead of wiping it away, Zuma allowed the tear to roll. His emerald eyes kept on looking up, seeing the clear blue sky, a sudden cloud flying along. Zuma raised an eyebrow when he saw the cloud beginning to form into a shape, a lean body, with a bit that lifted up to look like a head, then downwards to form into a muzzle. Two ear-like shapes on top of the cloud, one that was standing up with a pointed tip. On the other one, only half was standing up, because the tip began to curl like the lip of a wave does. The cloud began to move down to form four, perfectly set of paws, each with little claws at the front. Last was a long tail at the end, bits blowing to look like fur.

Zuma, could swear his eyes were playing tricks on him, or he had been crying too much, he could only stare wide-eyed at the cloud as a bit separated as if it was a pen on a piece of paper, the cloud began rotating and moving into long lines, forming small words, big enough for the Lab to see.

'Don't let go?'

Zuma sighed, falling back into the sand beneath him. Thoughts clouded his mind as he stared longingly at the pup-shaped cloud, imagining that was his dream pup. Zuma closed his eyes, letting his thoughts envelop him.

"You okay Zuma, you seem stressed?" The Chocolate Lab turned his head, emeralds narrowing over to the Jack-A-Bee running towards him.

"Max? I thought you and Shadow left by now?"

"Nope, me and Shadow are staying for two more days! He's gone out, taking a walk up to the shops and then he's going surfing. I saw you and thought I'll say hi. Do you want to come inside the bus for a bit?" Zuma lowered his head down, before lifting it up, eyes growing wide when he saw the Jack's red hues.

"Dude, haven't you slept at all? I guess it won't be so bad...I'll come with you fow a bit, I'm waiting fow some pup anyway." Max happily barked, grabbing hold of the Lab's paw, bringing him over to the colorful surfin' bus. "Why awe youw eyes wed Max?" Zuma raised an eyebrow when the Jack didn't respond. The Lab's emeralds hues grew wide.

"Sorry about the mess, I forgot to clean up-"

"Dude, why's thewe mashed glass on youw floow?" Zuma couldn't help but notice the melancholy expression on Max's muzzle, sadness that replaced joy. "Max?!"

"Huh...oh, that's nothing-"

"What happened, did you and Shadow have a fallen out ow something?" Zuma ran over to the Jack when his paws went weak before he could fall, the Lab wrapped his paws around Max.

"I-it's Shadow...he's a jerk! I really thought I had a chance at getting him back! But he rather flirt around with another pup! I saw a picture of me and him, when we were together when we were barking happy! But after how he acted like he doesn't give two barks what I'm feeling...I just lost it, I threw the frame at the wall and ran to my own room...my eyes are red because I've had no sleep, I couldn't, not without Shadow taking me into his paws...I love that Collie and he doesn't even c-care! We hardly even talk anymore. Since we broke up, he doesn't acknowledge me...it's like we're strangers!" Zuma felt his own eyes stain glassy as a single tear escaped.

"I know how that feels dude...I'm in love with some pup...who I've known my whole life, who's captivated my heawt with just one look...we wewe always togethew...not long ago I made a mistake which stopped him fwom talking to me. We might say one wowd ow two, but that's only when we sleep togethew, he knows I love him...but he nevew says it back...I want Wocky to talk to me...all the time, but he can't..." Max sniffled, surprising the Lab by wrapping his paws around him.

"Even if you two don't talk...at least you still spend time together, even without words. That's gotta count for something? If he returns the passion that you give, then he's got to feel something for you Zuma." The Lab smiled, mind going back to yesterday.

"You'we wight Max, but I wish it was so much mowe..."

"Then tell him? Or at least waste time just being with him, every day until he finds the words to talk and tell you his feelings...what happened?" Zuma once again lowered his head down, sighing as the Jack pulled away from the embrace.

"You'we pwobably the fiwst pup I'll tell this to, I won't tell the othews because they won't undewstand, but you will...and I guess it's been so long, I can't hold it in any mowe."

"If you're worried about me telling any pup, don't be. I don't know any pup except for Shadow and he and me aren't talking now. So I'll keep your secret Zuma, you can trust me." The Lab smiled, lifting his head up till he was in eye level with the Jack. "Only tell me, if you're ready?" Zuma thought about it, mind spinning round in circles. He would be telling a secret to a pup he's just met.

"Well, it stawted like this-"

"Zuma? Where are you?" The Lab's words were cut off by a husky voice calling his name, completely snapping Zuma away from his thoughts.

"I guess it's your friend?" Zuma nodded in response. "It's okay, you can tell me another day. You should speak to the one you're in love with as well, even if he won't speak, keep trying? Good luck with the contest, before I was always cheering Shadow on, but I really hope Chase wins that trophy! He'll deserve it more." The Lab was shocked.

"I thought you love Shadow?" Max nodded in response, walking over to the broken glass, slipping the photo away from it.

"I do...I'm always right by his side, cheering him on in contests, making his surfboards - even if I airbrushed one of them the wrong colour...he doesn't realize how much I care about him. Shadow never let me explain why I left London in the first place! I never left because I wanted to just travel with a surfer or to go around the world. It wasn't because he was a famous celebrity, or because he had always had cameras flashing and pups wanting a piece of him everywhere he went! He never actually thought why I fell in love with him in the first place! When Shadow went to London...it was because he was hiding-"

"Why was he hiding Max?" The Jack-A-Bee lead the Lab to a room with a sign which had a pup surfing on it. Zuma's eyes went wide when he saw thousand of posters of surfing legends, a quiver of surfboards and a shelf full of trophies. "Wow, dude!" Max rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, wow. He would do anything to win, even make a deal with the toughest pups around." Max walked around Shadow's bed, reaching under to pick up a small object. "He had no idea that the gang didn't have any rivals, they all worked together...he thought he was the top pup, so he joined them, but when he started acting like an Alpha, the other pups threw him out, telling him to never come back again...he didn't listen, that day he got kicked out, he took something from them." Zuma's eyes went wider when he gazed at the object.

"It's a twophy!" Max shook his head.

"Not just any, this one belongs to the first surfing pup that ever lived!"

"So, what happened aftew Shadow took it?"

"The gang found out, he was lucky to get out of town, he left Malibu, catching a plane towards London, by now...what used to be his house, must be destroyed. This gang was not to be messed with and Shadow didn't listen. That's how I met him...I helped him...I let him stay with me. At first I didn't even know he was a surfing pup or that he was a champion...I just thought he was lost or a stray...I instantly found myself falling in love with him, he was so sweet when we first met. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be entering the next competition."

"How did you find out Max? About who Shadow weally was?" Max smiled, reaching a paw to his head.

"Didn't take me long, I was bound to spot him on the buses or on the tv. Surfing was always my interest, I loved it since I was young - even if I never learnt-"

"Dude! You don't know how to suwf?" Max shook his head, running his paw down one of Shadow's many boards.

"It didn't matter, I just liked Shadow's company. Even when I found out, it didn't change how I felt about him...I'll always love that pup who was all lost out in the rain, fur shaking in fear. That pup who always had a smile on his muzzle, one that would make me blush...being in London and meeting Shadow, was the best times of my life! I knew one day, he would leave and when that day came, I told him how I felt...I still remember when we kissed for the first time. Then, I left with him." Zuma smiled, surprising the pup by placing a paw on his back.

"That sounds so sweet Max..has Shadow evew told you that he loves you?" Rolls of tears fell down the Jack's muzzle.

"Y-yeah...once. A-after that, he never said it again..." Zuma felt his heart break when the Jack turned around, muzzle drenched from tears that fell down. "You should go?"

"What about you Max?" The Jack growled, throwing the trophy at the wall. "Max!"

"I don't care what happens to me! I'll just find a way to let go of that no good for nothing Collie! That's the last time I ever help him out! Shadow can get some other sucker to make a surfboard, paint with colors that would make him happy or to...comfort him when he has nightmares of the gang finding him...support him when he goes to a competition and cheer him on, wishing him luck all the way. When fear tries to get in his way, I help him forget it...not once did I ever hear a thank you or anything! All Shadow cares about is winning, he's not happy unless he gets what he wants - including your teammate!" Zuma cocked his head to the side, placing a paw on the pup's shoulder.

"What teammate?"

"He's a Dalmatian, has a yellow collar-"

"Wait Mawshall? Shadow likes him?" Max slowly nodded. "What happened?" Now it was Max tilting his head in confusion.

'Doesn't he know?'

"Didn't they tell you?" Zuma shook his head.

"Who's they?" More confusion hit the Jack-A-Bee.

"Marshall and Chase?"

"Dude, why would they tell me anything? Mawshall didn't say anything and I'm not suwe what Chase has got to do with this, but that's pup's nowmally secwetive, he likes to keep himself locked up and thwow away the key."

'Secretive? Then maybe, Zuma doesn't know?'

"You know the reason why Shadow and Chase are competing against each other, don't you?" Zuma once again, shook his head, reaching a paw to the top.

"Come to think of it, Chase hasn't told me anything, except he wants me to teach him how to suwf-"

"Marshall and Chase, what are they to each other?" Zuma giggled.

"Dude, they'we best fwiends, they've been like that since the day they met!"

'He doesn't know, won't be any point telling him the truth then.'

"Why, do you ask?"

"Oh, erm - them two just seem really close that's all." Zuma nodded in response, turning when he heard a creak from the blue and gold door.

"Chase! You finally got my note then?" The Shepherd nodded.

"Yeah after moments of searching for some clue as to where you are!" Chase took a glance at the Jack.

"Sowwy dude, must have woke up on the wwong side of the bed today." Chase raised an eyebrow.

'More like Rocky's bed.'

"Don't worry, come on?" Zuma nodded in response.

"Did you collect a boawd like I told you?"

"Yeah, Rocky let me borrow the board he made you for your birthday." A lovely shade of red dusted the Lab's muzzle as he softly sighed, a small smile escaping.

"Wow! This pup must be something Zuma, can I see this board?" The Lab nodded, emeralds eyes narrowing over into amber. The Shepherd growled before running out of the surfin' bus.

Within seconds, Chase returned, carrying a glowing blue surfboard on his back.

"Didn't think Wocky would let you bowwow this?"

"Me too, it's just until I get my own." A sudden howl forced the two to turn around.

"I could make you one! I've made all of Shadow's boards as you can see and not one of them broke, not even in his heaviest competition which was in Hawaii!" Chase raised an eyebrow, ambers glancing into emeralds.

"Beats you using one of my favouwite boawds, especially one that I'll pwobably kill you fow if it evew gets bwoken!" Chase scoffed, ruffling up the Lab's fur at the top of his head.

"Sure you will Zuma," Chase took a glance at the Jack whose eyes were dazzling. "Okay, Max. You can make me a board, how long would it take?" The Jack barked happily, bouncing into the air while lifting a paw to his muzzle.

"Normally the boards I make, take up to one or two days." Chase deadpanned.

"Can't you make one within one hour, can you?" Max shook his head.

"Sorry...look I'll make a start with it today and you can come by tomorrow when the board's all done? Then, you can tell me what you want it to look like? What colors do you like?" Chase grinned.

"Easy, I like blue, mainly dark and I've always been fond of black." Max nodded in response, running over to a large bed, ducking his head underneath before pulling out a small pad and pen.

"Okay, I've got a few ideas!" The Jack flipped the pad open to reveal many drawings and sketches of surfboards, some pencil drawn, other with charcoal, an ombre of shades of black. As he flipped through more pages, there were boards that had radiant colors on. All painted with unique and glorious designs and styles. The Shepherd and Lab were in awe.

"Wow, dude! You'we such a good awtist!" Max beamed, flipping more pages until he stopped on five stretches of longboards, painted dark blue with each a different pattern on.

"Thanks, Zuma! When I was in London, I was an artist, working for a company who makes buildings. Since I've been with Shadow, I learned how to draw and design real surfboards and I was able to express my unique ideas."

"Definitely unique! I've never seen anything like it!" Max's once small smile grew into a more wide one.

"Aww, thanks, mate! And before you ask, down in London, 'mate' means friend, so you don't have to worry about me hitting on you. So, I've checked and I think I might have the perfect board for you!" The Jack flipped over three more pages before stopping, putting his paw on the paper before revealing the delicately drawn surfboard, each line straight and parallel with a sharp tip at both the top and the bottom. The page had the board also on the back with the three fins at the bottom. Chase's eyes grew wide when he saw the shining splash of dark, metallic blue covering the whole board. Next was the three lines of black at the top and bottom. What captivated the Shepherd, even more, was the lightning bolt, streaks of black going from the bottom all the way to the middle, each with little swirls at the end. Then the same at the top, going to the middle with little swirls at the end.

"You've got some weal talent, Max!"

"Wow, if you keep complimenting me Zuma, then I'm going to start blushing. Anyways, so not my best work, but I thought you might be looking for something like this. I left the middle bare, but if you want I could put in a quote or some words?" The Jack sighed, clicking his claws in front of the Shepherd, completely snapping Chase back to reality. "You must really like this one, to get all starstruck like that?"

"Y-yeah, I mean it's nice and I really like the colors, but what words would you put?" Max smiled, running back over to the bed, pulling out another notepad. "This another one of your many designs again?"

"Nope, wow you're such a barney! This is where I write the words I put on Shadow's boards." Just like before, the Jack started flipping through pages.

"I like that one. 'Don't wush, take one wave at a time'. " Chase nodded.

"Yeah, but it's a little long and I need a short one to fit in the middle-"

"Wait, dude? What do you even want? A showt or longboawd?" Chase cocked his head to the side.

"What's easier?" Both Zuma and Max took a glance at each other.

"It depends, I wathew go with a longboawd because it helps me paddle fastew and fow long distances, even in a competition it wowks wondews-"

"Judging from Shadow, he likes shortboards because they help him pull off tricks and quick maneuvers, easy to take out opponents with a quick spray too." Chase raised an eyebrow, glancing over at the many boards all around the bus before looking back at the sketch.

"What do you prefer Max?" The Jack shook his head.

"I don't surf. But if I did, I go with a shortboard as I'm a small pup and if I know any tricks, I would want to pull them off without getting wiped out." Zuma rolled his eyes, taking another glance at his own board hanging by the door.

"What do you think Zuma?" The Lab tore his eyes away, instead, meeting a pair of amber.

"Dude, why don't you just twy both and see which one fits you best?" The Shepherd nodded in response.

"Yeah, anyway why don't we start training now? I'll use your board and then if that doesn't work I'll use-"

"You could use this one." Before Chase could respond, the Jack dashed away again, coming back with an almost all black with checks of white, shortboard. "Never been used, Shadow hated this one for some reason, because it clashed too much with his fur, even if I always thought it was nice." Chase carefully flipped the shortboard onto his back.

"Doesn't feel as heavy as your one Zuma." The Lab rolled his eyes again, flipping his own board onto his back.

"Yeah, whatevew dude, just huwwy up!" Chase perked his ears up when he saw the Lab run out of the bus.

'What's wrong with him this time?' Chase dusted his thoughts away until a voice rang out.

"Good luck with the competition!" The Shepherd turned his head, scoffing before a wide smirk played on his lips.

"You should be telling Shadow that? Watch after Zuma's finished training me, Shadow's going to wish he never challenged me." Max smiled, nodding in response. "Why are you wishing me luck anyway, I'm the enemy?"

"Not to me. You're my friend and Shadow was being an idiot yesterday, I think you and Marshall do suit each other and you should show Shad that you're not going to let him take your mate!" Chase blushed, lowering his head. "Zuma, doesn't know, does he?" Chase shook his head.

"Me and Marshall haven't told any of the PAW Patrol, we want to keep it a secret for a bit - or at least I do..."

"You shouldn't be afraid, I'm sure your friends will approve-"

"It's not that...it's just...I don't like to tell pups everything about me and I don't need a flurry of questions, asking how we got together or how long we've been in love with each other." Max nodded in understanding, seeing the Shepherd walking over to the door.

"Shadow was just the same, he never wanted anyone knowing about us...but the cameras wouldn't listen, next thing you know, we made the headline in surfin' PAWS." A small smile escaped the Shepherd's lips as the Jack held up a small magazine, on the front cover was 'looks like Shadow isn't just winning trophies' and underneath had a picture of the Collie and Jack, walking downtown, smiles on their muzzles and tails entwined.

"You two look so in love, I wish Shadow would leave my mate alone, so he can realize that you two can still work out!" Max nodded his head, giggling.

"He will, you just have to beat him! On the day you'll win, Shadow might start to think that winning isn't everything."

"That's a fact! Anyways, Max, I better start learning how to surf before Zuma goes home, he hates waiting...even if he'll wait all his life for the pup of his dreams." Max smiled.

"He's told me about that pup, Rocky is his name right?" Chase nodded. "If I was Zuma, then that would be worth waiting for...me and Shadow aren't together anymore, but I hope one day he'll change his mind and let me take him into my paws."

"You're a cool pup, Max, Shadow must be a fool to break up with you. You remind me of Marshall in so many ways, he's just like you and I bet you two would get along well if you meet that is." A strip of red stained the Jack's muzzle as he turned it away, eyes looking down.

"Your mate, he's in love with you right?"

"Of course...he tells me every day, and he was the first one to say it! He always tells me how happy he is to be with me-"

"Dude, you want to leawn how to suwf ow not?!" The Shepherd spun around, facing the Chocolate Lab sighing in frustration, the Shepherd nodded, as well as blushing a little, hoping Zuma didn't hear him.

"Yeah, I'm coming." The Shepherd turned to the Jack. "Want to come down to the bay Max?"

"Sorry, mate. Another day, but I've got to wait for Shadow and clean up this broken glass before he kills me." Chase tilted his head in confusion, about to respond, until a pair of brown paws pulled him away.

"Come on dude, I haven't got all day." The Shepherd growled as he was dragged out of the surfin' bus, pulled all the way down to the bay.

"Alright, alright, you can let me go now?" Zuma blushed when he realized he reached the end of the shoreline and his paws were still holding onto tan ones.

"Sowwy dude, anyway let's teach you how to suwf!" Chase nodded, looking down at the two boards lying on the sand. Stuck between choosing, he closed his eyes, waving his paw over both of them. "Chase, just pick one alweady!"

"I can't! It's too hard!" The Lab deadpanned, walking over to the longboard, picking it up with his canines.

"Just use this one-" before Zuma could finish his sentence, the Shepherd grabbed the board, already running into the water. "Wait, dude?!" Chase turned back.

"What now? Am I not holding it right?" Zuma shook his head. "Okay, so let's surf!"

"Yeah we awe, but not in the watew."

"What? How do you surf without water?" Zuma sighed, walking towards the confused Shepherd.

"When I was leawning how to suwf, I was taught on showe at fiwst, once you got all the basics then you go into the watew and twy fow weal." Confusion never left the Shepherd as the Lab happily brought the blue metalic board onto the sand. "See? Now appwoach the boawd?" Chase deadpanned, walking over to the surfboard.

"Okay, now what? Do I jump on it like this?" Once near, the Shepherd bounced on top, placing his two front paws at the rails, moving his body forward.

"No, let's stawt with paddling."

"Okay, where do we get oars from?"

"Dude! What? That's not what I meant by paddling! Just listen." Chase nodded in response. "Okay, fiwst thing, lie down on youw stomach?" The Shepherd perked his ears up, making them curl over each other. He smiled, jumping down until his paws rested by the rails. "Okay, move youw back paws mowe towards the tail?"

"But my paws are already near my tail-"

"No! I meant the tail of the boawd." Chase nodded again before pushing his back paws more towards the tail of the longboard. "Good, youw fwont paws should be alweady cuwled into a cup-like shape?"

"Why do I need to do that?"

'Fow paws sake, this pup is such a bawney!'

"To paddle with! Once youw paws awe cupped, dip them into the watew-"

"But, we're on sand?" Zuma slapped a paw to his muzzle.

"Just pwetend we'we in watew! Okay now dig youw paws into the sand, and move them towawds you." Chase obeyed, eyebrow raised while he dug his paws into the dry sand, moving them forward. "Good now impowtant thing about suwfing is focus, so eyes need to be on the watew at all times." Chase nodded in response, paddling once again, which somehow moved him closer to the sea, his dazzling ambers shot towards the sea where he imagined paddling along in the cool water.

"How long should I paddle for or when should I start to paddle?" Zuma rolled his eyes, walking around the Shepherd until they were back in eye level.

"Befowe you do anything, youw muzzle should be waised up, not lowewed onto youw boawd. And you shouldn't stawt paddling until you can feel the watew covew most of youw fuw, so neaw to youw tail. Once you'we at that point, dwop youw boawd and stawt to paddle, evewy suwfew has theiw own way of paddling, and also it depends on the boawd, especially when you fiwst postion youwself. Take it this way, suwfing is like mating, you got to be in the wight position and wemembew it."

"Please! That's how I should remember surfing, like mating! How would you even know that, if you've never done it?" A scarlet blush stained most of the Lab's muzzle. "Unless there's something you're not telling me?" The Shepherd smirked, mind going back to his time reading the little, white, letter.

"W-what awe you saying dude? I have nevew done it, I just know so much, and that's the only descwiption I can give." Chase rolled his eyes.

"Right...whatever you say Zumi." At that point, the whole Lab's chocolate fur was hidden in a crimson blush.

"W-what did you just call me?" A wider smirk played on the Shepherd's muzzle.

"Wasn't that Rocky's pet name for you? Zumi? Kind of suits you." Almost silence filled the bay except for the immense laughter coming from the Shepherd, smacking the surfboard, eyes watering when he saw the Lab getting more red. "Y-your muzzle is priceless! Doesn't Rocky call you that anymore, or did he just say it that first time?"

'Shut up, shut up!'

"And you were so red, I didn't even know what color you was anymore!" The Lab growled, paws reaching over to his muzzle, deadpanning while trying to hide the glowing blush across his muzzle. "What was that song he used to sing to you-" Chase's words were cut short by a brush of fur on top of his and a pair of paws desperately placed over his mouth.

"Dude, don't say anything about the pet name ow Wocky and I will leave you wight hewe, you can teach youwself to suwf and if you dawe sing anything, I'll thwow youw tail into the watew and make suwe you don't come back up! Do I make myself cleaw?!" Chase felt his heart race when he could feel the Lab's hot breath hovering above his ear, which lightly twitched. He soon found himself to be pinned down as the Lab sat on top of him, pushing Chase down, every time he wanted to stand. He was being dominated. Forced to give up, he slowly nodded.

Within seconds, Zuma released the grip on his paws, letting the Shepherd breathe again. Chase felt his heart race once more when the Lab slowly climbed off him, making warm vibrations run down his spine.

"Now let's continue!" A tiny gasp escaped the Shepherd when he felt a paw come in sudden contact with his rear end.

"W-what was that for?" Zuma raised an eyebrow.

"To snap you of whatevew day dweam you wewe in." Chase shook his head in disbelief. "That weminds me, why awe you blushing?" The Shepherd's eyes went wide as he ran over to the tides, seeing his reflection in the water. He shook his head again, reaching a paw down to his torso where he could hear his heartbeat against his chest. "Hey dude, you okay?" Chase blinked when he felt his heart beat a second faster while his muzzle grew darker.

"Y-yeah, I-I'm fine..." Zuma raised an eyebrow, walking until he was behind the Shepherd.

"You suwe dude?" Chase flinched when he felt the Lab place a paw on his shoulder.

"Yes, I'm fine Zuma!" The Lab removed his paw, walking along the bay. Chase shook his head, hoping to get rid of the blush that hid his tan muzzle.

'What is happening to me?' Shaking his head once more, Chase ran over to the Lab, jumping back onto the surfboard.

"So, what comes after paddling?" Zuma giggled.

"Dude, you'we not even finished with that!"

"Wait, there's more?!" Zuma nodded in response.

"Dude, thewe's so many wules to suwf, you should be happy we only have thwee weeks until the competition." The Shepherd deadpanned, jaw dropped. "Wight, when you stawt paddling, wemembew small waves stawt to bweak quickly so you need to be weady, one way to avoid them is to lift youw chest up slightly, to lighten the weight on the boawd and it also stops you fwom pushing the wails undewneath, making you completely topple ovew."

"Okay got that, what's the other thing?"

"The othew thing, I'll have to show you. Now bounce off my boawd?" Chase obeyed, jumping off the longboard. Zuma grinned, jumping on the board with a quick maneuver before dropping to his stomach, pretending to paddle. "So when you'we paddling and you begin to feel a bump in the watew, you can pewfowm a duck-dive ow a tuwtle woll, that's whewe you place youw two fwont paws at the wails of the boawd, gwipping them hawd." To demonstrate, Zuma reached his paws to the sides of the board. "Once you got youw gwip, you need to push the head undew-"

"Wait, under? As in the water?" Zuma nodded.

"Don't wowwy dude, you just hold youw breath. I've done it so many times, thewe's nothing to be scawed of. So push the boawd undew the watew when you see a small wave-"

"Why can't you just ride it?" Little giggles passed through the Lab's lips as his eyes narrowed over into a pair of ambers.

"You can't wide a small wave, that's almost like widing flat watew, you have to avoid it, if you don't, dude you'we eithew going to get sent into the impact zone which can be fatal ow you can be just wiped out and if you do that in a competition, you won't scowe any points!" The Shepherd nodded in response. "Now, jump on the othew boawd and twy to follow what I'm doing?" Chase sighed, running over to the shortboard.

"After this, you've got to teach me how to balance on these things?"

"Yeah, aftew you leawn how to paddle wight and not fowget to avoid the small bumps."

'This is going to be a long day!'

"So, now can we go into the water?" A small pout played on the Shepherd's lips when the Lab shook his head, sitting up on the board.

"Chase, you want to win this competition wight?"

"Yeah, of course!" Zuma jumped off his board, walking over to the shortboard instead. Chase raised an eyebrow when the Lab stepped in front of him, placing an unexpected paw on the side of his muzzle.

"Tell me, why is it so impowtant? I mean, why did Shadow challenge you in the fiwst place?" In the Shepherd's mind, he was screaming, the last thing he wanted to tell Zuma, was the truth. So he lied.

"He was just annoying me...and I don't know we got into some kind of awgument-"

"Max told me, that Shadow wants Mawshall, is that twue?" Chase could feel beads of sweat pouring down from his head, afraid of letting his biggest secret come out. "You always did like pwotecting him, didn't you?" Suddenly the Shepherd's mind clicked.

"Heh, of course. I mean Marshall's my best friend and when it comes to finding his perfect mate then I'm his wing pup! But from hearing the way Shadow treated Max, I don't even want him near my best friend...I guess when he got too close, I pushed him back, and then I kind of...lost it." Zuma nodded, allowing little giggles to pass through. "What's so funny?"

"Y-you'we like his pewsonal pup sittew! Does he enjoy it when you wead him a stowy and tuck him into bed!" Chase deadpanned, turning his muzzle away when a light dust of red brightened over the sides. "I bet you even walk with him evewywhewe too, so he doesn't cause an accident. Dude, you should stop, you'we stawting to act like Mawshall's mate?"

'But...I am his mate.' The Shepherd sighed.

"Come on Zuma, it isn't like that. I just like to be close to him that's all, make sure he doesn't hurt himself. Friends can be close together you know?" Zuma's laughter ceased when he saw a wide smirk on the Shepherd's muzzle.

"Huh, I wouldn't know about that." Chase raised an eyebrow.

"Sure, you wouldn't...you know, you seem much happier today, almost like you're not sad at all. It's as if something good happened?" The Lab tilted his head in confusion.

"Dude, what awe you talking about?"

'Come on, there must be someway to get him to confess about the letter?'

"You know how yesterday, how you were so upset that you and Rocky don't talk anymore? Well, you're not today."

"I just haven't been thinking about him today, besides I'm giving you suwfing lessons so I need to concentwate." The Shepherd slapped his paw to his muzzle.

"So, you two still don't talk then?" Zuma lowered his head, ears falling behind as he let out a soft sigh.

"It's complicated." Another 'slap' sound could be heard.

"Answer me something, do you love him?" Zuma growled, poking the Shepherd on the nose.

"I'm not in the mood..." Chase cocked his head to the side when he saw the Lab walking away.

"What about the lessons?" When he got no response, Chase ran after the Lab.

'I'm so stupid, way to go, Chase, making Zuma sad! Now how I am going to learn how to surf?'

By the time the Shepherd was just about to reach a paw to the Lab, Zuma ran, sprinting all around the bay. Chase growled out of frustration before following the brown pup. When they were young, Chase would always have the upper paw when he was challenging the Lab, against any competition, the Shepherd would come out on top. Now as time changed a little, Zuma would be the winner, especially with running. That's why now, Chase was regretting every word he said to Zuma as he struggled to keep up with him.

The two kept on running until Zuma changed direction, heading straight for the wooden pier. Chase picked up speed, getting in stealth mode. When he was close, about to grab the Lab. Zuma suddenly hoisted his paws up in the air as he jumped over the edge, landing straight into the water. Before the Shepherd knew it, he was skidding all the way to the barrier, colliding with a plank of wood. After a moment to regain conscience, he stood up on his hind paws, front ones at the edge of the pier, amber eyes frantically looking down.

"Zuma?! I'm sorry." When the Shepherd heard no response for a few minutes, his instincts kicked in as he jumped over the edge, flying into the cold sea. He felt deep blue surround his whole fur as his eyes went wide, paws desperately started kicking forward as he swam back up.

Once he reached the surface of the water, his eyes darting everywhere for the Chocolate Lab, seeing no sign of him. He coughed out water before swimming in all directions.

"Zuma, where are you?!" Chase kept on paddling, digging his paws deep into the water to move his body more out to sea. "Come on, I said I'm sorry, this isn't funny." His eyes never stopped looking, even when he felt his energy dying down. He called one last time before a small whimper escaped his lips. "Z-Zuma?"

"Dude, I'm wight ovew hewe!" Chase sighed from relief, already swimming back to shore.

"I thought something had happened to you?" Chase found his breath once he got out of the water, head lowered as he lightly panted.

"Why would you think that? Dude, what do you think I do in the PAW Patwol? Just sit and look pwetty? I know I don't get picked a lot b-" Zuma's sentence was cut short when a pair of paws suddenly wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a close embrace, muzzle burying in soft yet wet fur.

Zuma had yet to think about what was happening as his mind went hazy. He had let Chase hug him before, but the Lab was confused by the Shepherd's embrace now. His paws were comfortably tightened around Zuma's neck, muzzle burying in the crook while he breathed slowly near one of Zuma's ears, making it twitch slightly. The Lab was even more surprised when the Shepherd spoke, each letter in soft whispers.

"I-I was so worried about you...please don't do something so stupid like that again, I'll never forgive myself if something...did actually happen to you...I care about you too much to lose you." Zuma felt a sudden rush as his heart started slowly racing, his ears perked up when he felt it pounding loudly against his chest. Also, he felt a sudden heat coming from his muzzle as a shade of red dusted onto it. Luckily, the over glow of the moonlight covers it. Before Zuma even knew it, he returned the embrace, wrapping his paws around the Shepherd's neck, slipping them slightly underneath his collar. Chase smiled, burying his muzzle deeper into the Lab's neck where he took a quick whiff of his scent, his mind went blank as he found it hard to remove his paws. He gave a little squeeze to Zuma which he was rewarded with a soft gasp.

Nothing mattered to them, except for this one moment. Unexpectedly, Chase pulled the Lab even closer which made him lose balance, falling to the sandy ground beneath. The sudden motion snapped the two pups away from their trance. Chase blinked as he slowly leaned up, paws still hooked around Zuma's neck. He caught his breath when he gazed into Zuma's eyes which had a look of confusion and shock. Chase's smile grew as did that small blush on the side of his muzzle. Very slowly, he removed one of his paws, running it up to the Lab's muzzle, caressing little circles along the side. Chase didn't think for a second what he was doing and how all of it was wrong. A look of sudden awe is what the Shepherd had when he saw nothing but the rich color of greenish yellow turned into a bright, dazzling green. Zuma did the same, locking his eyes with a pair of radiant amber, brownish orange full of mystery and hidden secrets.

Zuma took the chance, moving his paw to the Shepherd's muzzle, cupping the side. Chase leaned into the touch, finding the soft sensation warm and comforting. Trapped in an enticing trance, Chase placed his paw over Zuma's, moving it over to his lips which he planted a soft kiss upon before letting go. Chase began catching his breath again when he saw the Lab licking over his lower lip, biting it slowly.

'What is happening to me, why do I think Zuma looks so cute when he does that? I shouldn't be thinking this or lie on top of him like this...why am I finding it so hard to get off, it's like his suddenly irresistible eyes are pulling me closer to him. I'm finding it hard to look at him...because for some reason...I keep staring at his lips! Oh, bark, I need to get a hold of myself...I can't actually be thinking that I should kiss him...but I was so worried about him and yesterday I didn't think twice about holding him like this...I just hate seeing him so sad...I want to make Zuma happy.' Before he even realized it, Chase drew in more closer up to the point where he could feel a wet sensation against his nose. He felt his heart race once more when Zuma lightly moved his nose over the Shepherd's, giving him a soft nuzzle.

'Should he even be doing this? Zuma doesn't even like me like that...does he? No! He's in love with Rocky and Rocky love him. Even if that pup's taking his time - wait? What if Zuma never found the letter, after all, it looked like it was never open? What am I doing-' Chase's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Zuma leaned forward, giving him a slow lick against the side of his muzzle.

'Oh, mother nature, please stop licking me?' Without any warning, the Shepherd's paws grabbed the Lab's, pushing him back down to the ground, paws held above his head. 'I...don't think I can control myself anymore.' Chase gave in to his natural instincts as he felt the Lab's hot breath against his lips, wanting him to taste it. Drawing nearer again, he could almost feel the warm brush of tender lips against his own. A second away. He closed his eyes, heart racing and muzzle flushed. 'I can't hold back.'

"Yo, Max I'm home, open the door?!"

The two pups suddenly snapped out of their trance, mind and heart returning back to reality, the two took one glance, muzzles burning brightly before they both pulled away entirely. Zuma turned away, eyes looking down at the gold sediment beneath him. Chase did the same, eyes narrowing over to the glowing, blue, sea. The two refused to look at each other, saying nothing neither. Every time Chase opened his mouth, nothing came out. Zuma continued to feel his heart pound against his chest, mind going back seconds ago.

'What, just happened? How could an embwace tuwn into that? What was I doing...I wouldn't even think about kissing Chase...so why did I want to just now?! He's just a fwiend aftew all, just my wival, I don't even...he was just so...sweet back then and I've nevew noticed how gowgeous he looks in the moonlight.' Zuma felt his lips twist into a small smile. While he was felt his heart flutter from all new feelings, the Shepherd was feeling different.

'What was I thinking? I have a mate! Was I really about to go and cheat on him like that, after all, that we've been though...I was about to throw it away. Stupid heart, stop beating so loud! Why did I hug Zuma in the first place? I was just worried about him, nothing else...so why did I say I care about him? Ugh, I'm going to lose Marshall if I tell him this...maybe it's best if I don't, after all, it's not like I did anything, expect gaze into his eyes like they're my whole world, kiss his paw...which for some reason he loves or let him lick me like that and the worst part is...that I actually barking liked it! It was just harmless, I don't have any feelings towards Zuma. He's my friend...oh, bark I thought I could avoid this moment when he's teaching me how to surf, that means I've got to spend every day with Zuma! Until I go to Miami, even longer than that! How am I meant to keep my paws to myself? He's like some forbidden treat that I need to have - what? I don't want Zuma! But then again I was just about to kiss him? Ugh, why can't I get him out of my mind now?!'

The Lab slowly turned his head, seeing nothing but the Shepherd's back with ears that were perking up at one point and at another falling behind his head. Zuma took a deep breath, he knew at some point he had to break the ice with Chase, sooner or later or he'll just end up having another pup not talking to him. Zuma turned around, muzzle lowered and ears faltered down. He sighed, before taking a single step.

The noise rang over to a pair of brown ears which perked up high, Chase refused to turn, but he had to when he felt a soft paw touching lightly at his back.

"Ch-Chase...we don't have to talk about what happened, but please don't stop talking to me because of it, I can't bawe to lose you too?"

'No matter how awkward things will be between us, I won't allow that! I'll still talk to him, after all Zuma's my friend...he already has a pup not talking to him because of something they did, but I'm not Rocky...even if it will be hard, Zuma means too much to me to fall out with over something stupid.'

"I'll never stop talking to you Zuma...let's just forget what happened and move on?" Chase took the risk by turning slightly, almost getting lost in emerald. He shook his head. Stepping up to the Lab. "It's my fault, I'm sorry..." The Shepherd sighed, lowering his head down. Zuma placed a paw underneath.

"Don't blame youwself, I don't even know what happened and I want to fowget, can we still be fwiends?" Chase smiled, about to wrap his paws around the Lab once more until he saw Zuma put his paw up. "A pawfive will do dude." Chase lightly laughed, slapping his paw softly against the Lab's own.

"Wow, Zuma's paw feels so soft against mine."

"You think I have soft paws?" Amber eyes went wide as the Shepherd removed his paw, backing away from the Lab.

'I can't believe I just said that outloud!'

"Yes! I mean, y-yeah. We all have soft paws right?" Zuma raised an eyebrow, slowly nodding in response.

"I guess so dude," Chase kept his eyes on the ground, to avoid eye contact with the Lab. "So, do you still want me to help you leawn how to suwf?" Chase fought back all the more awkward moments he could end up having with Zuma and instead, looked up before smiling.

"Yeah, course. I'll be lost otherwise, but I think we should continue tomorrow as I'm...tired?"

"Me too, we had a long day, I can't wait to get back to my bed and sleep."

'Wonder if after what happened, if he'll stay with Rocky again? I mean Zuma still has feelings for him, what almost happened between us, can't change that...can it?' For a second the two pups made eye contact again.

"Zuma has such enticing and pretty eyes, they're so dazzling."

"Weally, dude?"

'For paws sake! I said that outloud too! I'm just going to keep my mouth shut and my thoughts hidden!'

"Huh, what? Did I say something, Zuma?" The Lab slowly nodded, blush staining his muzzle while he bashfully bit his lip. Chase closed his eyes, silently screaming in his head.

'Okay, Zuma looks so barking cute when he's shy - stupid, shut up!'

"Chase, do you weally think that? Do I weally have pwetty eyes?"

'Even his voice is adorable, and for some reason, a huge turn on, please Zuma, stop talking? Wait! He called me 'Chase' what happened to dude? What about if I make him think of something else.'

"Hey Zuma, you know that Rocky misses you?" The Lab blinked, eyes fluttering up and down. The whole time, he hadn't thought of the Mixed breed who he found himself falling for.

'Wocky? I haven't even been thinking of him...'

"Weally, did he say that?" Chase nodded, reaching a paw to his head, trying to get rid of the ridiculous blush that hid most of his fur.

"Well, he didn't exactly say it, when I ask him, he nodded so that's his way of saying he does right? I mean I know he cares about you?" Zuma sighed, eyes looking down at the ground as a single tear rolled down them.

"I know he does..."

"Anyways, Zuma, I'm heading back to the Lookout now." Chase gave an awkward smile, faking a small yawn. "Same time tomorrow, what are you going to be teaching me then?" The Shepherd cocked his head to the side. "Zuma?"

"Huh, what? O-oh, I'll be showing you how to balance on a boawd and what's the best tactic while catching a wave." Chase smiled, nodding in response. "Night, Chase."

"Wait, aren't you coming back as well?" Zuma instantly shook his head.

"I think tonight, I might sleep at the bay-"

"Won't you be cold?" Once again, the Lab shook his head. "O-okay then, see you tomorrow Zuma? You should probably bring Shadow's board back and I'll take yours home?" The Lab slowly nodded in response as Chase hoisted the longboard onto his back. Zuma waved him off as he began walking away.

Once Zuma was alone, he decided to walk along the tides as thoughts clouded his mind. He placed a paw close to his chest, feeling his still rapid heartbeat. The Lab turned to face the water, seeing his reflection in the sea. His muzzle was still flushed while his expression could be read a thousand words. He clutched his fur when he felt the cold surround his whole body.

"I can't go back, no, not tonight...I know whewe I'll go if I do...but isn't that what I want, to always spend time with Wocky? Why can't I stop thinking of what happened? I still can't believe I was about to...kiss Chase...ow that he'd let me lick him...what happened?" That question spun in Zuma's head over and over as he kept on walking, lightly shivering every time the wind blew over his fur. The Labrador spotted a pair of glowing lights as he walked over to the wooden pier once more, placing his two front paws at the edge. "Why does this happen to me? The bay must weally like me to keep on making these mistakes. Fiwst with Wocky, now with Chase." Zuma sighed again as he took a glance at the surfin' bus, a bright light shining out from the open curtains and a pair of voices could be heard.

"Hey, Max! You okay, I've haven't seen you smile all day?" The Jack-A-Bee turned away from the Collie, pulling his paws close to his chest as he curled up into a ball. Shadow raised an eyebrow, before jumping on the mattress, crawling over to the sad pup. "Come on talk to me, I haven't done anything to upset you have I?"

'Like that's not happened before!'

"Just leave me alone Shadow, go surfing or go to your room and dust your trophies? Just go away." The Collie sighed, placing a paw on the Jack's muzzle.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around much today, but I'm back now and we can talk-"

"Are you stupid or something?! I don't care if you haven't been around, I'm happy you weren't here today, finally give me some space and you know exactly why I'm upset! You, yesterday, flirting around with another pup, who's obviously not interested in you!"

"Oh, come on this again. Look, we're not together anymore, I'm allowed to flirt if I want, and who says he's not interested in me? Who can resist me?"

"Not every pup loves you, you know?" Shadow blinked, scoffing at the Jack.

"Sure they do, they just won't admit it-"

"How full of yourself are you?" Shadow smirked, leaning over the Jack, nibbling one of his ears.

"How full do you want me, Maxie?" Max growled, jumping up to his four paws.

"That doesn't work any more Shadow, stop calling me that!" The Collie sighed, walking over to the Jack again when he walked over to a sink.

"You know, you love it. Hey, as I'm not surfing today, how about we have a little fun?" Shadow cooed before a spray of water came towards him. "Ha, I like it when you're feisty." Before Max could respond, Shadow pulled him by his bone necklace, turning the Jack around to face the Collie. "How about I make it up to you?" Shadow surprised the annoyed Jack by placing a paw on the side of his muzzle.

"Do you really want that pup Shadow?" The Collie softly smiled, laying a gentle lick down the Jack's muzzle.

"Why would I want any pup, when I've got you, Maxie..." One look was all it took before the Jack wrapped his paws around the Collie, pulling him into a passionate kiss. "How, I've missed the softness of your lips-"

"Just shut up and kiss me!" Shadow's lips twisted into a smile as he happily pressed them against Max. The two easily got lost in love as they pulled each other into an embrace, making their kiss go deeper. The Collie's paws ran over to the Jack's necklace, undoing the string behind before it fell to the floor. The two kissed for what would seem like forever, until they both pulled away, catching their breath.

What's a pup got to do to make you happy

Is it all about the fortune and fame

Would you care

if they scream my name

If they did

I would still feel the same

"Is that our song?" Shadow placed a paw on the side of Max's muzzle, caressing little circles. The Jack slowly nodded, leaning into the touch. "You still sing it as beautifully as you always did."

"W-why don't we play it, you must still have the CD somewhere right?" Shadow shook his head.

"I remember when we snuck into that yacht club party and danced to this song." Max smiled as he buried his muzzle in the crook of Shadow's neck.

"Yeah, being in London had some good times." Shadow nodded, smiling back as flashbacks spun round in his head.

"Did you care that I was a celebrity, Max?" The Collie felt his fur move as the Jack shook his head.

"It's never bothered me who you were, I just loved being in your company, I was alone until I met you and I was so thankful when I did, I don't see you as just a surfing champion and a winner, because in my eyes you are so much more...the pup I met in London out on the streets, all on his own...was who I fell in love with...it wasn't about the fame Shadow. Famous or not I will always love you." The Collie's smile couldn't be any brighter. Once again, violet eyes met with a glowing set of turquoise.

"I thought you just stayed with me because I was famous?" Max shook his head, looking deep into the Collie's eyes.

"It was never about that Shadow, it could never be just about that." The Jack was surprised when the Collie suddenly pulled away. "Shadow, is there something wrong?"

"I-I'm sorry Max, I just need to be on my own right now..." The Jack was confused when the Collie walked towards his room.

"Why was it something I did?" Shadow sighed, placing a paw underneath his eye to wipe the tear away as he kept on walking.

"N-no Max, it wasn't you...it's me...I-I'll see you tomorrow okay...goodnight." Instead of chasing after him, Max sat up, head lowered.

"Goodnight Shadow...I love you..." The Jack felt a tear roll down his muzzle as he waited for a response, but got none as Shadow went into his room, closing the door behind him.

The Collie felt the tears pour out as he fell behind his door, paws at his muzzle as he continued to cry. Out of the corner of his glassy violet eyes, he noticed a small book not far from him, the Collie reached his paws, picking up what was a small photo album marked with 'best memories' on it. Shadow smiled as he flipped through the first page. He didn't smile because they were of the many competitions he's been or winnings or even pictures taken with celebrities. It was marked best memories because it was all of him and Max.

The Jack had been in the Collie's life for so long, the two pups lost track of time. The pictures were all in chronological order, from the first day Shadow and Max met till now. The Jack had a thing for cameras and photography, he would randomly take a picture of any moment he had with the Collie. Shadow flipped over to a few of his favorites, one was weeks after Shadow and Max met each other and bonded instantly. The Collie had swiped a black and red hat off a random stranger, placing it over his own head, turning the snapback backward so only the clips were showing and large graffiti words saying 'LONDON' Max had his camera around his neck at the time and was immediately surprised when he saw the Collie. Shadow had smiled, pulling Max close to him. The Collie raised the camera about to snap the picture before the Jack laid an unexpected lick at the side of his muzzle just as a bright light flashed.

'We had so many great times...I can't believe I actually thought that...he only loved me because I was famous and if I wasn't, he wouldn't look twice at me...I've been so stupid, he didn't care if I was a winner or loser, he loved me no matter what...and then I...stupidly broke up with him and broke his heart as well...it was never what pups may think of us, so what if I'm a pedigree and he's a Mixed breed? So what if we don't match? we loved each other, that's all that mattered...all I wanted was to make him happy...I regret breaking up with you Max.' A single tear rolled off the Collie's black and white fur and onto the photo album beneath. 'It's always been you...what was I doing yesterday playing around with another pup? But I couldn't stop once I got in too deep, now I've got yet another rival...I just think Max can do better than a spoiled, selfish and vain pup! Why does he even want me? I'm nothing special. I'm just a waste of time, the number one wanted pup in Malibu...I may always win, but that doesn't mean I'm happy...Max makes me happy, but I'm not everything he wants.' Shadow clutched the photo album tightly as he felt the last tears escape before falling down. Before he knew it, the Collie had laid down, paws curling close to him as his eyes slowly fluttered down, completely closing.

"Sweet dreams Max, I love you."

Back on the bay, Zuma was about to do the same when he heard a familiar song playing, the slow rhythmic song was coming from the bus, the volume was low, but the Lab's ears perked up at the sound. Softly humming as he heard the lyrics.

# I've been writing you a story, the headline reads 'We're Meant To Be' see I'm not one to write such fiction so let me be a reality and show you what you mean to me

"I haven't heawd this song fow so long...I wondew who's playing it?" Suddenly the Lab's eyes went when gold and blue doors flew open before the volume of the music increased a bit. Zuma looked up when he saw a white, black with a little tan pup step out, a little stick in his mouth. The Lab felt sleep could wait as he slowly stood up, walking over to the colorful bus. When he got close enough, a pair of glowing teals widened in surprised.

"Hiya, Zuma, why are you still here? Shouldn't you be back at the Lookout with the others and spending a night with ya dream pup?" The Lab blushed, walking a few more steps closer until he stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

'My dweam pup? Is it even the same any mowe?'

"I just didn't feel like going home tonight, thought I'd sleep in the beach." Max nodded, biting on the stick.

"Yeah, but you're going to be cold, if you want to, stay here, sleep in the bus? Shadow's already gone to sleep, I don't know what's up with him. One minute we're talking about our good memories and passionately kissing and then as soon as I mention that I don't care if he's famous or not, the pup runs into his room without giving me an explanation." Zuma giggled, emeralds eyes narrowing over the edible dark brown stick in the Jack's canines.

"Must be a weason why he left like that? Dude, what awe you eating?"

"Hmm, oh porky's. It's like chocolate with a type of biscuit, Shadow buys them all the time." Zuma tilted his head in confusion as the Jack gently grabbed one out of a white box. "Here taste one, you might like it?"

"But, dude, that's chocolate! Awen't pups like allewgic to that?" Max shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't know, been eating it my whole life and I'm not dead yet. You didn't answer my question, other then you want to sleep at the beach, what else, something happened with that pup you love? You guys still not talking?" Zuma took a slow intake of breath as he sighed, before biting his lip.

"We'we not talking at all, but I just can't face him tonight." Max took a bite of another porky before raising an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, and why's that?" Zuma sighed once more, walking up the stairs and then sitting next to the Jack when Max tapped his paw beside him.

"Just had a weiwd day. Apawt fwom Shadow, is thewe any othew pup that you nevew weally saw any attwaction to, until you had a touching moment with them that you wanted to be mowe?" Max raised another eyebrow.

"If you're already in love then it shouldn't change. You might be feeling that way because the one you love hasn't given you any attention, doesn't take a genius to know Zuma. I really think you should go back home and stay with the one who you love, forget whatever happened with that other pup who I presume is one of your friends and help yourself remember who it is you've fallen for." The Lab was shocked as he stared wide-eyed at the Jack. "What's the name of the pup you love again?" Zuma felt his heart race when his mind showed the light grey Mixed breed with the golden, sunset eyes.

"His name is Wocky." Max's eyes went wide.

"I just realized something, you speak a little different, boy must that pup love the way you say his name?" Zuma smiled, his once small blush turning a shade darker.

"Sowwy-"

"Hey, don't apologize, it's the way you talk and it suits you, don't be ashamed."

"T-thanks Max, you know I nevew thought about it, but yeah Wocky does love it when I say his name."

"That's the best thing, he doesn't even need a nickname, you just say in your own style! A way that he doesn't hear from any pup else. Why don't you call him, I would like to meet this pup?" Zuma put his paw up.

"Wocky's quite shy with new pups he meets-"

"New pups or just you?" Another thing the Lab never thought of. "Think about it? He'll probably act himself when he's around the others, but with you, it's a little different. He won't admit it, but I think he's missing you by now."

"Chase said the same thing...maybe you'we wight, I do miss him too and it'll help get this othew pup out my mind."

"See, if you don't want to see him, bring him over here?" Zuma sighed, reaching his paw down to his pup tag.

"I don't know...last time we went to the bay, I made the biggest mistake of my life-"

"Well, it can't be a mistake if he still wants you. Call him, the beach and moonlight will be the perfect talking place and would set the perfect moment-"

"Max! You can't possibly be thinking that?" The Jack grinned, happily nodding his head to which the Lab's muzzle flushed bright scarlet, his once chocolate colored fur hidden. "Call him Zuma?" The Lab was indecisive as he softly played around with his tag. Upon many minutes of waiting, he finally came to a decision.

"Okay." Zuma took a deep breath, before pressing his paw against the button of his tag. Within moments of continuous ringing, a sound could be heard.

"H-hello." Zuma smiled as the first set of lovely sounds rang softly through his ear.

"Wocky...I'm at the bay, want to meet me hewe?" Zuma bit his lip bashfully as he waited for the Mixed breed's response.

"I had a feeling you were there...I was actually going to meet you, I'm halfway there now." Max smiled when he saw the happy wag of the Lab's tail.

"Weally?! I mean that's gweat, I can't wait to see you!" They both said bye before Zuma cut the call off.

"He seems like a great pup, nice voice too." Zuma happily nodded, tail still wagging.

"Wocky used to have this weally confident high voice when he was young...now it's changed and he has mowe of a shy husky tone." Max hummed, smiling more at the Lab.

"He must be an attractive pup as well? What breed is he?"

"He's a Mixed bweed, but the most gowgeous one I've evew known..."

"Wow, so what breeds are in him?" Zuma shook his head, reaching a paw to the top.

"I don't know, he's nevew told me."

"Okay, I'm an expert at guessing Mixed breeds explain what he looks like?" Zuma took a glance at the Jack, letting little giggles pass through.

"His fuw is gwey, with a lightew shade at his paws, he has this dawker patch awound his left eye with makes him look even mowe mystewious. He's eaws awe so cute because one is pointy and the othew is floppy, he has two blue patches on his back and these little tuffs of fuw on the top of his head and at the sides of his muzzle which makes him look mowe like a wolf then a pup, last is Wocky's dazzling gold eyes-"

"Wait, gold? Wow! That sounds really unique, I'm lost with guessing now. Gold eyes, grey fur? You sure he's a pup?" Zuma nodded in response before cocking his head to the side.

"Why do you think he's not?" Max gasped from shock to which Zuma giggled from.

"The way you described him isn't like any pup I've ever seen. All that keeps on coming up in my mind head every time I picture gold eyes is a wolf!" Zuma raised an eyebrow, giggling again.

"Dude, don't be wedicious. Wocky isn't a wolf, I mean he does look like one, but that doesn't mean he is-"

"How big are his paws?" Zuma furrowed a brow.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Wolves have really big paws, does he have big paws?" Zuma deadpanned before he shook his head from disbelief.

"I don't think he has big paws, they awe a bit biggew than mine, but the only thing is he has supew soft fuw, that feels like a cloud."

"See, that proves my theory. The pup you're in love with is a wolf, can't be full so he must be half-"

"Dude! What?" Max nodded, about to respond until a beeping sound could be heard on Zuma's pup tag.

"Hey, Wocky!"

"Meet me on the pier?" Zuma blushed, somehow the Mixed breed's voice sounded huskier than usual, it only made the Lab's heart race.

"Y-yeah, suwe Wocky." The tag suddenly cut of as the Mixed breed left the call. "Max?" The Lab was confused when he couldn't see the Jack anywhere. "Dude, whewe did you go?" The Lab walked up the stairs but quickly jumped back down when a pup came running out, an object hanging around his neck. "What's that?"

"This will help me see this pup." The Max held the object up, paw removing the back cover to reveal the lens.

"Why do you have a camewa?"

"Best way to look at things in good picture." The Jack pressed a button on the camera which made the lens move forward. "Where's this stupid zoom button now?"

"So, you'we an awtist, a paintew and a photograpew!" Max nodded, pressing another button which zoomed the lens out, he scowled across the bay, looking for any signs of a wooden pier and a grey pup. When the Jack spotted both, his eyes went wide.

"Whoa! Doesn't the sea look beautiful! Not to mention the pup on the pier looks barking hot!" Zuma shook his head in disbelief, a small smile playing on his lips.

"So, still think Wocky's a wolf?" Zuma reached a paw over to the starstruck Jack, tapping him on the back.

"Huh, what? Wolf or not, that pup's drop dead gorgeous! Grey fur, gold eyes and that orange collar! Just wow!" A small, deadly growl escaped the Lab's lips.

"O-okay, dude. Enough stawing at him alweady? I've got to go now anyway-"

"Can I meet him?" That once quiet growl went louder as a glint of red could be seen in the Chocolate Lab's sparkling, emerald eyes.

"Maybe another time Max, I think Wocky only wants to see me." Max sighed, nodding in slight disappointment.

"You must really love him to get jealous so easy?" Zuma's blush couldn't have been any darker when he saw the Jack giggling.

"Dude, I'm just saying...Wocky is..."

"Relax, Zuma, look he's a pretty pup, but my heart belongs to Shadow and you two match way better. Tell Rocky I said hi?" The Lab nodded in response, putting his paw up. The Jack didn't need to be told twice as he gently slapped his own against Zuma's.

"One mowe thing, what was that song you was playing?" Max smiled.

"Why, you know it?" Zuma nodded. "I'll play it again if you want?"

"It's just that song makes me think of something-"

"Your dream pup in that memory?"

"Y-yeah, he played it to me one night...that's befowe we stopped talking..." Max raised an eyebrow, while Zuma sighed.

"Doesn't sound like he's stopped talking to you, he's asked you to meet him by the pier, doesn't that mean you two will talk?" For a second the Lab went deep in thought as he reached a paw to his head.

"Wocky nevew comes to the bay...maybe-"

"Then you should go and see him and find out?" Instead of answering, Zuma nodded in response, waving the Jack goodbye as he left the surfin' bus.

The Lab soon felt nerves running down his spine as he walked towards the wooden pier. His emeralds orbs darted for a light grey pup which he couldn't see head or tail of. Zuma soon saw a spec of radiant, glowing, lights leading to the edge of the pier, lights that hardly shone at the bay. Zuma's ears fell down when he still saw no sign of the Mixed breed. Disappointed, he went over to the edge, jumping up onto his hind paws as he stared out to the horizon.

"So much, fow talking again..." Zuma sighed once more, head lowered down.

To upset to hear, the Lab didn't notice the sudden quiet steps taken towards him. Before he knew it, Zuma felt a soft sensation being placed at the back of his neck, just above his collar, while a set of paws wrapped around him.

"Did you actually think I wouldn't come?" Zuma felt his heart race from the husky voice breathing in his ear. "I wanted to surprise you." The Lab felt his muzzle heat up, flushing scarlet as he reached his paws up to softly hold the ivory ones wrapped around his neck.

"Well, you succeeded with that Wocky." The Lab smiled, when another soft sensation was planted on his fur.

"Why didn't you come back home, Zuma?" Flashbacks suddenly flooded the Lab's mind, he quickly brushed away any thoughts of the Shepherd and that awkward moment. Zuma bit his lip, trying to think of an excuse, rather than telling the Mixed breed the truth.

"I..I..." Zuma took a sudden glance at the bright, big illuminating object in the night sky, lighting up nearly the whole of Adventure Bay, little white dots were painted all over the dark blue.

"Wow! The moon looks so big tonight." The Lab found it hard to speak as he leaned into the soft and warm feeling of the Mixed breed's paws around his neck, drawing little circles down to his chest, while Rocky's head laid by the back of Zuma's neck. Without finding any reason to tell the grey pup, Zuma, sighed.

"W-Wocky? Why awe you holding me like this?" The Mixed breed cooed in the Lab's ear which only made Zuma's blush grow even darker.

"Isn't this what you want Zuma? Us to be more than the two pups who don't talk to each other because of one night which you call a mistake." Zuma gasped, turning his head slightly.

"It is...that night changed us Wocky-"

"Nothing's changed Zuma...we're still how we always were. Listen, I'm talking to you right now-"

"Until the next day..." Rocky didn't let any more words flow after that, he softly nuzzled into Zuma's fur, laying a single lick down the Lab's back. "Y-you'we just going to leave again..."

"Like you did today, I woke up and you were gone."

"I wanted you to know what it feels like." Rocky was taken back by the Lab's words, he was about to let his paws go until he felt a strong grip on them. "Why? You could've stayed, but you left, why?" The Mixed breed turned away from Zuma and looked at the waves crashing against the rocks below instead. "You still can't tell me..why do I even bothew?" Rocky looked up, his lips slowly twisting into a small smile.

"Because you love me." Once more, the Lab went deep into thought.

'Do I?'

"Wocky, why do we keep doing this?"

"What's so bad Zuma? I'm still with you-"

"Bawely." Zuma pulled on Rocky's paws again when he felt a sudden movement. "You want to leave wight now."

"You don't sound like you want me here...I came to see you, Zuma, I thought you would be happy? I was worried about you." Zuma closed his eyes, letting a single teardrop escape.

"If you weally cawe, you'll stay with me tonight and be hewe when I wake up? That's all I want..." That once small smile playing on the Mixed breed's muzzle grew wider as he turned the Lab to face him. As soon as their eyes made contact, Rocky regretted his decision. He wanted to tear his eyes away from Zuma, too afraid he'll do something stupid, but somehow he got lost gazing into a pair of sparkling, emerald orbs, even brighter with the big moon shining over them, making the whole Lab's fur look like glitter. Rocky laid his tongue over his lips, licking along them before softly biting one.

All the while, Zuma's slightly annoyed look softened as he too got lost in a pair of dazzling gold hues, glistening as they had a single look in them. Without realizing it, Zuma placed a soft paw on the side of Rocky's muzzle, feeling an immense heat coming from it, the Mixed breed surprisingly yet instantly let a small moan pass through his slightly parted lips. If the Lab wasn't so enticed by the glowing gold orbs, he would see that most of Rocky's light grey fur was hidden behind scarlet red.

"Wocky, awe you okay?" The Mixed breed felt his heart loudly and rapidly pound against his chest, racing so fast, he couldn't think straight. His heart kept on beating, that he only saw the Lab's lips move, speaking unheard words. Rocky breathed heavily as he tried to stay under control by keeping his paws on the floor. It only got harder when Zuma softly ran his paw down, inching closer to the Mixed breed. "W-Wocky - Mmpf..." Zuma didn't have any more time to speak as his lips were captured with another pair, kissing him viciously. At that point, the Mixed breed lost all control as he roughly tackled the Lab down, paws gripping hard over Zuma's as he held them up.

Zuma was surprised by the unexpected kiss, but he had no intention of pulling away, instead he gladly accepted, returning the kiss with deep passion. The Lab immediately wrapped his back paws around the Mixed breed, pushing him down so their fur can be in close contact. Both green and gold disappeared from each other as both pups closed their eyes when pleasure took over. Rocky knew he couldn't hold out for long as he let Zuma's paws go, instead, running them down the Lab's muzzle, cupping the side before making their kiss deeper. Zuma moaned when he felt the Mixed breed's tongue slipping through his parted lips before licking along his canines, making the Lab submit. Zuma teased Rocky by denying entrance, he instead reached his paw up to the Mixed breed's back, tattooing little circles up and down, making the moment the both pups were having, more heated.

Rocky let out a little growl as he responded by running his own paw down the Lab's torso, teasing the little pink nubs that lay on them. Lips continued to move in aggressive synchronization, the Mixed breed begged for more but the Lab refused. Rocky instead ran his tongue down to the Lab's lower lip, instantly licking along it until he let his sharp canines slightly nibble, which only made slightly louder moans escape Zuma's lips, the Mixed breed smiled, knowing that the Lab was losing control, he took Zuma by surprise, taking a hard bite at his lip, allowing instant access. Rocky eagerly sneaked his tongue into the Lab's mouth, exploring every outer reach. Zuma felt his body growing hotter when he felt the Mixed breed's paw run lower down his torso and over his navel.

Zuma gasped sharply when he felt a sudden tug as Rocky's tongue finally connected with his, making the Lab pull on the light, grey pup's fur. Like a playful battle or a dance, the Lab softly caressed the Mixed breed's tongue, sending them into a dance for passion, a lustful battle. Zuma continued running his paw down Rocky's back, making the Mixed breed's moan every time he pulled on a piece of his fur, the Lab kept on running, until he reached a soft, fluffy, grey, tail which he lightly pinched.

Rocky instantly pulled away from the heated kiss, moaning in pleasure as a trail of saliva was left on both their lips. The two pups breathed heavily as they caught their breath. Eyes slowly fluttering open before they once again got lost in each other.

The Lab ran his paws back up to the Mixed breed's neck where he slipped his orange collar off before leaning forward, planting a single kiss on soft, grey, fur.

"Z-Zuma..." Rocky moaned, roaming his paws down the Lab's torso once more. Zuma smiled, taking a glance at the light grey pup who began lightly panting. Before long, Zuma placed his lips back on Rocky's neck, planting a small set of soft, butterfly kisses. The Mixed breed leaned forward, catching one of the Lab's ears with his canines, sensually nibbling at the tip as he gently pulled on it. Zuma responded with a slow lick along Rocky's neck, nipping at one part.

"You stawted it Wocky..." The Lab gasped when he felt a set of paws pull at his fur.

"I...I didn't know what got over me." Zuma smiled, planting another kiss before lightly yet sensually nibbling, making the Mixed breed moan a little louder. "Z-Zuma, what are you doing?" The Lab smiled, nibbling with a little ferocity as his canines sharply grazed along Rocky's fur.

"What you won't give me." Shaking off intense pleasure, rushing through his body, Rocky placed a paw underneath Zuma's muzzle, emerald meeting with a pair of dazzling gold, lips disconnecting from the Mixed breed's neck.

"I want to mark you first." Before the Lab could respond, a pair of lips crashed onto his, in a soft yet passionate kiss. Rocky's paws danced along Zuma's torso, drawing small patterns before softly pushing the Lab down until his back hit the wooden pier, making a quiet, muffled moan escape his lips. A pair of soft, fluffy grey paws wrapped around the Lab's neck just as their kiss went deeper, tongues searching and finding each other, this time Zuma allowed access, connecting his tongue with the Mixed breed's, sensually caressing them over each other as in if a battle for dominance, a passionate dance.

One of Rocky's paws slowly left the embrace as he ran it along the Lab's navy blue collar until he reached the front, which he flicked a claw at the clip, undoing the collar completely, the Mixed breed removed it from Zuma's fur, making him moan as the object was dragged along his chest until it fell by his paws which he ran them down Rocky's back, claws slightly digging into his soft, grey fur.

Zuma suddenly pulled away when he heard a slight whimper, he removed his paws from the Mixed breed's side running them up to cup the side of his muzzle in concern.

"Wocky, what's wwong?" The Mixed breed softly sighed before replying.

"I kind of cut myself when I was fixing something in Farmer Yumi's barn." Rocky leaned into the touch when Zuma's ran the back of his paw softly along the side of his muzzle, leaning forward to give a gentle lick.

"Why didn't you tell me - ow any pup I'm guessing?" The Mixed breed lowered his head, gold eyes leaving emerald.

"I didn't want to worry you...it happened yesterday, but I only started to feel the pain today." Zuma drooped an ear back, sighing.

"You should've told me Wocky...don't you want to check and make suwe it's nothing sewious?" The Mixed breed shook his head, placing an unexpected paw over the Lab's chest.

"It's just a cut Zuma, I'll be...fine. Nothing to worry about-"

"But, Wocky-" The Lab's words were cut short by a light peck to the lips.

"No buts Zuma, I don't want one little thing to spoil our night." A bright scarlet blush dusted the Lab's muzzle as he looked into the Mixed breed's eyes, gold with a hint of lust.

"Y-you mean?" Rocky bit his lip, slowly nodding in response, leaning forward once more.

The two met lips instantly, kissing with intense passion as tongues immediately connected, sensually and gently caressing over each other. The Mixed breed's lips twisted into a small smile as he hungrily kissed the Lab, feeling Zuma's paws wrap comfortably around his neck. Rocky returned the embrace, pulling the Lab close, but as soon as fur came in close contact with his own, Rocky couldn't fight temptation for long, one of his paws left the Lab's neck as it ran down, soft, glossy chocolate colored fur, around Zuma's chest. The Lab moaned, kissing with slightly aggressive as he left the Mixed breed's grip, running his tongue along Rocky's bottom lip, before the own edges of his lips wrapped over to the Mixed breed's while his canines lightly nibbled at the soft flesh, sending them into a different kind of kiss.

Rocky moaned at the new feeling, enjoying it a little too much, he ran his paws further down the Lab's lower torso, dancing softly against Zuma's navel which he softly giggled from. At that point, the Mixed breed released himself from the Lab's grip, laying a slow, sensual lick along the side of Zuma's muzzle, using his tongue to travel over the Lab's collarbone, making him moan again.

Zuma leaned his head back, exposing more of his, glossy chocolate fur around his neck when he felt hot breath blowing against it, making all the little brown hairs stand up. Rocky took a deep breath, feeling his instincts kick in again, an urge he could no longer control. He wanted the Lab like crazy, not just as a mate, but as so much more, a word that animals don't use, but Rocky was a different breed, he thought of Zuma as a lover, a pup he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, to hold all the time, to comfort when bad times come. The Mixed breed didn't want any more secrets...no more mistakes...he just wanted to make Zuma happy.

The Lab sharply gasped when he felt a pair of soft, thin lips gently plant a set of butterfly kisses along his neck, while his paw softly ran down the Lab's torso, dancing little circles over his pink nubs. This time he didn't stop. Zuma soon felt a slight wet sensation licking against the fur the Mixed breed delicately nibbled on. The Lab wrapped all his paws around Rocky, making their sheaths touch. The Mixed breed felt his mind go blank, each little touch from the Lab turning him on, each little brush of fur against his own was making him go crazy. But it wasn't what his heart wanted.

He knew that Zuma would be disappointed after this, but Rocky wouldn't let it. Marking the Lab right now just didn't feel right, so he left it. The Mixed breed let his tongue pull at the soft, brown fur once more, tracing a line down to the Lab's torso which he began softly licking against, teasing the little pink nubs with a kiss to each, making Zuma throw his head back in pleasure, swinging it left and right as he continued to moan out in ecstasy. Even more, when Rocky slowly ran his paw against the Lab's navel, running circles all the way till he stopped by the inside of Zuma's back paw. The Mixed breed continued to please the Lab, feeling an erotic shudder when he felt something poke him over his navel.

Zuma bit his lip when he felt a wet sensation licking along his chest before Rocky gives one of the Lab's nubs a quick nip, enough to force a pleasurable moan out. Zuma felt a ticklish feeling when he felt one the Mixed breed's ears moving up and down as Rocky kissed one last nub, swirling his tongue around it before tracing another line when he went to kiss the Lab's navel.

"W-Wocky, touch me?" The Mixed breed blushed, giving a long, sensual lick down by the Lab's inner back paw, planting another set of butterfly kisses down then up. He obeyed, moving his paw up until he softly placed it over the Lab's shaft, slowly moving it up and down, sending warm vibrations through Zuma's whole body.

The Lab's mind was suddenly sent back to the first time, he had ever had this kind of contact with the Mixed breed, soft little touches turned wild and passionate, moaning in ecstasy until he was catching his breath. At that point his mind went blank as he threw his head back in pleasure once more, letting out a aroused howl when he felt the Mixed breed's hot breath hovering over his shaft. Rocky slowly leaned down, laying a slow lick by the tip.

"Ahh!" The Mixed breed lips twisted into another smile as it moved his paw up and down once more before removing his paws, placing them by the Lab's lips.

"Been a long time since I heard you scream like that." To hot to speak, Zuma moaned in response, giving, long sensual licks to the paw that caressed his muzzle. "I want to hear more."

Zuma didn't have time to respond as the Mixed breed took another lick, tracing a line down the Lab's shaft then upwards, sending joint after joint of pleasure through Zuma's whole body he gasped out sharply, catching his breath as his body twitched from excitement.

The first time, they ever did this, Rocky didn't even know half the time what was happening or how he had the Lab in such an intimate position, from each new feeling the Mixed breed gave to Zuma, it was timid, light, scared he would disappoint the Labrador, but it only came as a surprise when Zuma moaned from the new feeling, he enjoyed it more than a friend should. From that one night, friendship was far from what the Zuma and Rocky had.

The Mixed breed wasn't shy anymore, but he still gave, slow gentle movements, teasing the Labrador.

"Wocky..." The Mixed breed felt his heart race whenever Zuma would say his name if it was a call out or an aroused signal to do more, it drove Rocky crazy. Zuma's voice was like sweet music to Rocky's ears, every note in harmony.

It didn't take Rocky long to understand what the Lab wanted as he bucked his hips up. The Mixed breed soon stopped with the slow licks and went a little faster, moaning when he could taste some of the Lab's arousal, making Rocky want more. Like a never ending tasty treat. He could feel his inner instincts kicking it, but he brushed it away, pleasing Zuma the way he wanted and not what his wild side did.

Rocky dominated Zuma, laying three licks at the base of his shaft, sending the Lab into an ocean of bliss, making him submit. The Mixed breed then wrapped his tongue around the length, giving a taunting swirl, making the Lab throw his head back in exactly, mind and heart floating on cloud 9.

"Ahh!" The Mixed breed moaned, never wanting to stop hearing the pleas of the Labrador. Rocky twisted his lips into a wide smirk as he licks over the shaft again, trailing a slow, sensual line up to the tip, licking around, giving it a teasing nip.

"W-Wocky, mowe...?" The Mixed breed gives another teasing lick, nipping lightly along the tip until he wraps his lips around the Lab's shaft, brushing the edges over the round tip, he starts to bring his mouth down, paw leaving Zuma's lips as it began drawing little circles against his chest, teasing the pink, perky nubs. The Lab responded with a moan, gently grabbing Rocky's floppy ear as he began playing with it with the back of his paw.

The Mixed breed lightly giggled from the sensation of his ear being played with, hot breath blowing against the Lab's shaft which twitched in response. Rocky let out small moans of pleasure, humming softly as he brings his mouth down then up. The Lab's shaft continued to twitch from each movement from the Mixed breed, vibrating all the way up to the tip. Zuma softly sighs when Rocky plants a small kiss before moving his mouth down again.

"Wocky, stop teasing me...go fastew...?"

'Oh, Zuma, please stop talking?'

The Mixed breed obeys, increasing the speed of his movements, starting to hear the Lab heavily pant. Rocky continues with his intimate touches as he pushes his tongue past the underside of the Lab's length. He suddenly feels Zuma lift his hips up, pushing Rocky's mouth deeper, he moves further down until he could feel the Lab's shaft at the back of his throat. He moves up then down, each movement getting more and more intense.

"Hmm, Wocky, keep going...don't stop!" The Mixed breed smiled once more, giving a teasing swirl with his tongue around the Lab's whole length, traveling to the tip where he took a hard bite at.

"Ahh!" The Lab's moans of pleasure turned to howls of ecstasy as he felt Rocky take little nips from the top to bottom of his shaft, each bite a little harder from before. Before he knew it, Zuma couldn't bite his lip any longer as he let an erotic cry. Rocky ran his paw back up to the Lab's lips, shushing his loud sounds, removing his mouth for a second.

"Z-Zuma, you need to be quiet...any pup could hear you?" The Lab let his tongue slip from his lips as he began to intimately lick Rocky's paw, turning to Mixed breed on - more than he already was.

"I don't cawe Wocky...I need this, please?" If Zuma wasn't more submissive enough when it came down to mating, his begs for more only made Rocky wish for the night to never be over.

Keeping his paw by the Lab's lips, kept his howls of bliss quiet, but it made it hard for the Mixed breed to concentrate. He lowered his mouth back down, increasing his speed as he laid another taunting swirl before bobbing his head up and down at a fast pace. Before long, Zuma's howls started to become slightly raspy until he was catching his breath, panting heavier and heavier. Rocky knew Zuma was close and that was a relief, but it would only get harder when they do something even more. The Mixed breed removes his mouth, laying long, sensual licks, going from the bottom, middle and then finally top which he took another quick bite at.

"Yes!" Rocky strikes a teasing swirl which forces another howl to slip from Zuma's lips, this time louder. The Lab slowly stops to pant, breathing heavily instead and moans once more, pushing his hips up with slight force. The Mixed breed licks the tip of the Lab's shaft again, tasting more of Zuma's sweet arousal before he lays three licks from top back to bottom, striking a long swirl back up.

Rocky knew that was enough to throw Zuma over the edge as his paws start twitching beneath the Mixed breed, letting out a single howl of release. Rocky smiled, licking over the round tip again, tasting all the Lab's arousal, that was dripping out. Zuma moaned as he felt all that tension that he was holding in, finally letting go. A wide smile played on the Lab's lips, running his paw softly over Rocky's floppy ear once again, as the Mixed breed continued licking up his tasty treat.

Rocky licked his lips when he couldn't taste any more of the Lab's release, he slowly leaned up, seeing soft, brown eyelashes that could hardly be seen, flutter open as emeralds eyes once again reappeared, gazing deep into gold, their eyes lock together as Rocky placed a paw by the side of Zuma's muzzle, leaning down.

The two met lips instantly, kissing with intense passion. The Lab moaned, feeling a sudden tug when the Mixed breed's tongue connected roughly with his.

"Wocky..." Zuma let the grey pup's name slip from his slightly captured lips, tasting something sweet on Rocky's tongue as it softly caressed the Lab's.

Rocky soon pulled away, laying a tender lick across Zuma's lips, tracing a line to the side of his muzzle before nipping lightly on the tip of Zuma's ear.

"Mmm."

"Enjoyed that?" Zuma moaned in response, wrapping his two front paws around Rocky's neck, pulling the Mixed breed up as he felt a sudden pleasurable joint when he felt his shaft touch with the Lab's. Rocky bit his lip in sudden arousal as he moved his body over Zuma's. The Lab grew slightly concerned although he grinned.

"Wocky, awe you okay?" The Mixed breed almost didn't hear the Lab as he focused on the fur brushing against his own. Zuma was forced the bury his muzzle in the crook of Rocky's neck when the Mixed breed gyrated his hips once more with a tad more force. "Thought you can contwol youwself?" Rocky shook his head, moaning in pleasure when Zuma placed his lips against the Mixed breed's neck, planting a set of soft butterfly kisses.

"Control myself around you? That's something I could never do...you make me want you too bad!" Zuma blushed, his lips twisting into a smile, he took a quick bite at Rocky's neck enough to make the Mixed breed throw his head back in pleasure, moaning out the Lab's name. The bite left a slight mark, which the Lab wished was permanently stained, he reached up, nibbling softly at the fluffy grey ear, falling down.

"You don't need pewmission to mate me Wocky...evew since the fiwst time we did it, I wanted you to make me feel like that again, pleasuwe I've nevew expewienced befowe." Rocky had a second for his mind to click what was happening. The Lab smirked, before pushing him off. The Mixed breed shook his head in disbelief when he saw Zuma playfully roll around, like a little puppy teasing his owner. The Mixed breed blushed at the Lab's submissive look as he lifted his body up, tail raised high up in the air as it curled around Rocky's muzzle, bringing him closer.

The Mixed breed couldn't control himself anymore as he felt a strong scent flow into his nose, making his heart rapidly pound against his chest like it was going to explode. Rocky was suddenly in a trance as he inched closer to Zuma, inhaling his musk under his tail. The Lab moaned from the wet sensation moving around his entrance. Zuma grinned, moving his rear end teasingly.

The two pups found themselves instantly aroused, but Rocky shook his head, dusting lust and desire away. The Mixed breed jumped on top of the Lab, biting his ear before huskily whispering.

"How do you want me to mate you this time?" Zuma moaned as he arched his head back.

"Mate me any way you want Wocky, slow, sensual, just like the fiwst time." The Mixed breed smiled, climbing off the Lab, sending erotic joints through Zuma's whole body. Rocky softly grabbed the tip of the Lab's tail, the most sensitive part of his body and began laying slow sensual licks along it before he gave a teasing nip all the way to the front, licking downwards until he reached the Lab's entrance. His tongue ran across the outer rim, watching it clench then relax in succession. Zuma moaned at the returning feeling, letting his claws dig against the wood beneath him. Rocky ran his tongue back to the center before the Lab felt a slight poke, as the Mixed breed pushes his tongue firmly inside until it breached the surface.

"Ahh! W-Wocky..." The Lab lets out an ear-shattering howl, once again panting heavily. An exquisite rush running through his whole body when he felt the Mixed breed's tongue flex inside him. Losing control, Zuma pushes his hips back hoping to push the slightly wet sensation deeper. The Lab's insides squeezed around Rocky's tongue as it moved further, swirling inside. Zuma gasped out sharply when he felt the Mixed breed's tongue stretch him out more, having much access. Rocky swirled his tongue once again, making the Lab moan from intense pleasure.

Before Zuma knew it, he felt Rocky's tongue pull back, leaving Zuma's entrance with a wet 'pop' sound. The Lab's outer rim squeezed together tightly as if it wanted that missing sensation to come back.

"Evewy time you do that, I feel like I'm going to explode.." Rocky giggled, lightly tapping Zuma's rear end.

"That's a good thing, so-"

"Just mate me alweady Wocky...I need you now!"

The Mixed breed took a deep breath before mounting the Lab, wrapping his two front paws securely yet comforting around Zuma's neck. Rocky moves forward, letting his muzzle rest over the Lab's head, nibbling softly along to Zuma's earlobe, letting his tongue pull on the fur around it. Fur brushes against fur as it comes in close contact. Rocky steps a second closer, adjusting himself at the right position.

Zuma let's out a sharp gasp when he feels a slight poke at his entrance, taking a deep intake of breath when the Mixed breed pushed a little forward, letting the tip of his shaft brush against the Lab's outer rim, teasing it slightly.

"Ready?" Rocky softly whispered hearing a soft sigh in response.

"Yes..." Zuma sharply gasps when he feels the Mixed breed's shaft slowly slip inside. The Lab instantly moans as he feels his entrance tighten. Zuma feels a slightly ticklish feeling when Rocky moves his shaft more upwards, giving the Lab that 'full' feeling. The Mixed breed pushes his hips forward, sending more joints of pleasure to the Lab's own shaft. That same feeling returned to Zuma inner nethers, spreading over his body, traveling down his spine. The Lab threw his head back in pleasure, feeling hot breath blowing heavily against his ear, going down to his neck where Rocky decides to trace long, sensual licks. Zuma opens his mouth to speak, but nothing came out except for lustful moans and howls of bliss as he felt hips push up against him once more.

Rocky pulls his hips back, his shaft sliding backward along Zuma's entrance. The Lab felt his paws go weak as he felt the Mixed breed's length brush against his inner walls, squeezing against them. The Lab's own shaft throbbed in sudden need, hoping that exhilarating feeling would return. He wondered what happened until Rocky reversed direction and slid back in.

Zuma moans as he feels paws leave his neck, roaming down his back until they hook around his sides, giving the Lab a little squeeze before they griped, holding on for support. Zuma wasn't surprised by the speed of Rocky's movements, slow, sensual just like what he wanted...just like the first time. The Mixed breed carefully slid in and out, hoping not to hurt the Lab. He managed to stay in control, giving Zuma every exquisite, exhilarating pleasure and simply bliss there was, each movement felt absolutely wonderful to the Lab, making him feel more and more submissive, like he would put entire control in the paws of Rocky, as if the Mixed breed owned everything about him, his mind, his heart, his body. Zuma's heart raced just thinking about it. The Lab was getting lost in the Mixed breed's scent filling his nose.

"Wocky..." The Lab felt another erotic joint when Rocky let his paw softly grab hold of the Lab's shaft, stroking it up and down. Zuma bites his lip bashfully when he hears an arousing growl escape the Mixed breed's lips as pushes his length inside the Lab once more, tickling his entrance while Rocky's shaft embraced it. The Lab arched his head back more when the Mixed breed began to softly kiss his neck.

"Still want soft and sensual or do you want to go faster?" The Lab panted heavily, realizing he was nearly at his limit. He slowly nodded in response when he felt the Mixed breed's shaft twitch with lust.

"Go fastew Wocky...?" Zuma wiggles his rear end teasingly. Rocky pulled his shaft out to fix himself into a better position. Zuma let's out a moan of anticipation. Once the Mixed breed got a better hold of support, he slid his shaft back inside, doubling the speed he was at before. The increased pace only made Zuma moan louder, leaning his body slightly down then forward, hearing an erotic growl from the new position.

"You really are too irresistible! Like you're the air I breathe on." Zuma blushed, hearing sweet nothings whispering in his ear.

"Ahh! Let me be youw mate Wocky, mawk me and make me youws?!" The Mixed breed grabs the Lab's shaft again, stroking it up and down feeling a string of arousal drip out. He leans his muzzle closer to Zuma's neck, licking along it, his tongue pulling against the soft fur. Licks soon turned to light nibbling, which made the Lab throw his head back in pleasure.

Zuma was close and he knew it, tingling sensations ran through his body as he was reaching his breaking point, his head was spinning round in circles. The Lab pushed his hips back, yearning for a deeper thrust to push him over the edge. Zuma lets out a gasp followed by a desperate moan.

Rocky's growls soon turned into howls of ecstasy, the Mixed breed didn't even care if any pup could hear him, he was too lost in euphoria, close to his release.

"Zumi..." The Lab's eyes flashed open while ears perked up, he hadn't heard that pet name in so long, especially from the pup who gave him it. Zuma longed to be called that by the Mixed breed, only him. Rocky felt himself growing closer to his breaking point as well as he thrust into the Lab, his shaft slipping in and out with quick, impressive speed. Rocky kept his paw at the Lab's shaft, teasing Zuma even more, throwing the Lab into an even bigger ocean of bliss, a volcano of sedimentary pleasure.

Rocky howled even louder, ear shattering even. His thrusts became faster, his primal instincts gave in, that's when he lost all control. The Mixed breed's canines dug deep into the Lab's neck, staining his chocolate colored fur crimson red. The Lab howled out in ecstasy. Rocky couldn't hold out for so long, he wanted Zuma like crazy! Mating him was nothing then spending day after day with the Lab, taking, laughing until the night is young, taking Zuma into his paws at night when the two pups would be sent into dreamland, only each other in their minds. Rocky let a single tear roll down his muzzle as he saw two parallel marks, deep and visible, seen from miles away.

"Wocky...I love you." The Mixed breed instantly removed his canines, howling in ecstasy, as he slid in and out. "Knot me?" Rocky was sure his muzzle was flushed scarlet by now.

"Z-Zuma?"

"Wocky, I don't want to feel like just a fwiend you mate sometimes, bawk I don't want to feel like a fwiend at all. I love you, give me some sign you do too?" The Mixed breed opened his mouth to speak, but no words will come. He already lost control when he just marked Zuma, knotting him would be making the Lab's wildest fantasies come true.

"Z-Zuma, are you s-sure?" The Lab felt an erotic shudder when Rocky slammed his hips against him, a little rough.

"Ahh! Yes, yes, yes! W-Wocky, do that again?" The Mixed breed felt his wild side taking over, a side that was primal. Rocky obeyed, sliding his shaft out and slamming his hips forwards with harder force. The Lab let out an ear shattering howl which Rocky quickly placed a paw to stop it from waking up the whole of Adventure Bay.

"Zuma, shh?"

"I can't help it, I've nevew felt like this befowe!" The Lab suddenly felt something bubble up inside him.

With one more hard, rough push slammed against the Lab's entrance. He felt his body tingle and tremble, rearing his hips back as a lightheaded blissfulness washed over him. Zuma clawed the wood beneath, scratching it when he found his release, howling in utter bliss.

The Mixed breed continued to thrust into the Lab as he almost found his release, his hard thrusts soon went softer, sensual, still with increased speed, but less intensity. Zuma moaned when he felt something wrap around Rocky's shaft as it clenched inside his entrance. The knot tied around the Mixed breed's rounded tip, making it difficult to slid back out. With one more thrust, Rocky found his release as he let out a pleasurable growl followed by a loud, ear shattering howl, each bit of his arousal filling the Lab up.

At that point the Lab lost complete balance, falling to his stomach, the Mixed breed laid on top, planting a set of soft butterfly kisses over the back of Zuma's head, down to his neck where the red mark lay. The two pups found their breath as Zuma turned his head slightly back.

"Wocky...kiss me?" The Mixed breed smiled, leaning forward and catching the Lab's lips in a soft yet passionate kiss. 'What was I thinking? I'm in love with Wocky, no pup could evew hold my heawt apawt fwom him.'

Before long, the knot loosened, making the pups free from each other - not like they could stay away. The Mixed breed was surprised when he saw Zuma bounce on top of him, paws wrapped around his neck.

"Didn't think you have any energy after what we just did?" Zuma giggled, shaking his head in response.

"I don't, I'm tiwed...but I'm so happy." Rocky tilted his head in confusion.

"You weren't this happy when we first mated-"

"Not because of that." The Lab leaned forward, pecking a light kiss to Rocky's lips. "Because I've finally got youw mawk!" The Mixed breed's eyes went wide.

'Oh yeah, I marked him...oh bark, what have I done?'

"Doesn't that mean I'm finally youw mate?" The Mixed breed lowered his head, letting out a soft sigh.

"Yeah, I guess." Zuma smiled, tail wagging happily as he threw his paws around Rocky, knocking the oxygen out of the Mixed breed.

'He's so happy now, I can't tell him the truth just yet...curse my instincts, I wish I was a full pup now...I can't even say no to Zuma. Even if I tried, his muzzle is so cute and that smile...it's not like I don't want to, I love him. He should know that by now...even if I'm too shy to tell Zuma myself, he must have read that letter, though? I'm just not ready yet...what if I end up being a bad mate, a pup who isn't what Zuma wants?' Thought after thought clouded Rocky's mind as he wrapped Zuma in his paws, feeling his eyes slowly fluttering down.

"I love you Wocky."

'I love you too Zuma.'

Before they knew it, silence filled the two as they closed their eyes, drifting off to sleep. Paws wrapped around each other. Both a smile on their muzzles, although Rocky's soon fell, as he looked down at the sleeping Labrador, muzzle resting on his chest. The Mixed breed placed a paw softly over the side of the Lab's muzzle, letting a small moan escape. A single tear rolled down as Rocky gently ran his paw down to the red mark, a word or two slipping from his lips.

"I'm sorry Zuma."

A/n: Hello my fellow readers!

Sorry for the long update, I've been feeling under the weather a lot and somehow my mind's always on lock down, as you can tell I've had a hard time writing this chapter, pretty sure I messed up at least once or twice. Been having a lot on my mind also which has made it hard to concentrate until I just brush away those thoughts.

So not much surfing in this chapter, so they'll be more in further ones and also the locations change!

Going into the story just like any chapter three, I have to add a mating scene, was originally going to put it in the end of chapter two, but I left that one heartwarming. For some reason I don't even know where I was going with that scene, my head was spinning half the time.

Now I'm going to stuff my face with food before I make a start with chapter four!

See ya'll soon dudes! :D