DISCLAIMER: I do not own PAW Patrol, the characters, or any association of the series.
A/N: HELLO READERS. Like I said, I shall keep my word. (two days late lol but hey im trying!)
IMPORTANT NOTICE: I'm letting ya'll know, especially Guest reviewers, I do NOT accept spam of any kind. So no random dissing or promoting whatever OC Paw Patrol Youtube content you have created. Your review WILL be deleted, (as I have done so already) Simple as that. If wanting a critique from me about your fanfic then I shall allow that, but only if you're signed in and message me through PM. I do not tolerate spamming or trolling of any kind. (and within this community, I see it alot)
COMMENTS
Guest - last one! Maybe add scenes and there, but nothing else!
Ace the new pup - Eh, not much else...but don't worry, you'll see the progression of the two falling for each other. All I have to say bout those two...is that love is never easy. Especially what they'll have to go through eventually.
R.L. Chathouse - aww thank you! And uh...dunno where I get them lol. And yes I realized I made my pups much more mature than the show. But they still have that kiddish charm to them.
And Skye kinda does mention them, but I figured we as the audience already know whom she's referring too. Plus her friends never asked what their names were XD There's a reason!
desgarbiuz - Pero Todavía tengo un largo camino por recorrer ;)
RubbleOnTheDouble – haha I know! I in particular loved Alex' cause he didn't even know what that was. Completely oblivious to the topic at hand.
Doggowoofyes - lol do you mean yes?
marcogalmich – powerful stuff you're saying there lol
RockingReezy – Bi-weekly in my context is every two weeks. However, it can also mean twice per week so technically, it has a double meaning. Lol I would not be able to do twice per week. Chapters too long to edit to do in that short amount of time.
Mdmpinkie9088 – O_o Holy snap that is one long ass review! (The longest I've ever received!) Thank you for taking time to write this out. To your reply I'll be doing it through PM (cause there's A LOT I wanna say).
Zuma lover – Answer will be here! And huh, I have to agree to about the parents. It'll be too much to add them. Again, the order list is in the story bio.
Guest – LOL I know Marshall has his slow moments XD And haha same! I was totally into them, especially CSI Miami
CyberWolf SgtJay - *grins cheekily* Thank you! I like making them complex. The show always left me wondering why each pup acted a certain way.
Daisy Rhine – I do too. She probably had the hardest time to actually join
Mattwurm99 – Yes, I'm planning to! I think the idea I have is doable lol
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"Your total comes to 2056.80."
With a swift of her hand, Sophie paid the posh woman behind the counter timely. Once that was done, chauffeur number two hurriedly came in and collected the bags, and Sophie and Skylla left the store.
They were currently shopping with their friends and pets. It was an enjoyable time, and the two hit one more shop before they made their way to the limo.
"Bye girls!" Sophie yelled to her friends. Sara May, Tiffany and Elizabeth exclaimed back. On the ground, Skylla was with Fifi, Diva and Belle.
"Bye pups!" The Cockapoo waved. "So tomorrow, another spree?"
"Another one?" Diva eyed her a look. "We did two in a row darling."
"I know…but there's nothing wrong with shopping!" Skylla looked to Fifi for support. "Don't you agree?"
"Oh! I do!" Fifi giggled. "Never enough!"
"Fine. But after my show." Belle stretched. "I need to know who Queen is going to marry!"
"She's going to marry Richie!"
"No way! It's Hank."
Diva arched a brow. "You're sure in a shopping mood Skylla." She chose to focus on the small pup.
"And that's bad?" she replied.
"No. Not at all. You shop, but never this...intense."
"Oh nonsense. I love shopping! Plus it's not like we have anything else to do."
"You do. What about your competitions? Don't you have like three coming up?"
"Yes, but it doesn't matter now. I just want to buy more stuff." Sophie then picked up Skylla, and after another farewell, off they went into the limo.
As the two were being driven away, Skylla stared at the bags decorating at the limo floor. She saw the familiar brand designer names, some boutique or exclusive. To be honest she hadn't even thought of the cost of this ritual like spree she was doing for the past few days. She always shopped before, and maybe spend about 1000-2000 usually, but it for sure these days she was well over 10 000.
She glanced at the window, suddenly bored at staring at the expensive items. Okay, Skylla knew she was acting a bit more spoiled than usual. Everytime she felt sad, she suddenly called up Ollie or whoever to go get Sophie so she could buy her something. It wasn't hard to do so, as Sophie never rejected buying stuff for her pup, but now it seemed everyday Skylla had the itch to buying something new, big and expensive. She knew it was odd behavior coming from her (well, hopefully not too out of the ordinary, otherwise people would ask her questions), but currently she just didn't care. She just wanted to indulge…in something. And objects were a good way of doing it.
After her shocking realization two days ago, Skylla had been very good at concealing what she felt. She returned to how she acted before everything happened, and other than her urge to buy everything she sees, all was like normal. Thankfully, everyone seemed pleased with her improved behavior. Especially Ms. Coco. She probably thought her pep talk at the party had done it, and silently gloated about that.
Skylla suddenly saw a blue uniform.
She shot up from her seat.
"Skye?" Sophie looked onward to her pup in confusion. "What's wrong?"
But Skylla didn't listen. All she saw across the street was a dog in a blue uniform.
"Stop the car." She whispered.
"What?"
She raised her voice higher. "Hugh, please stop the car! Now!"
"The driver glanced back. "What?"
Sophie eyed her in bewilderment. "Skye? What on earth are you asking –"
She was quick. Without a moment to waste she leaped through the car window and gracefully landed on the concrete. And then she ran.
"Skylla!" Sophie bounced from her spot. She swiftly followed after her.
The dog was standing near a fire hydrant. Yes, she could recognize all the features. The blue hat. The blue uniform. He even looked like a German Shepherd. She was panting (and it was slightly hard running around in a layered jacket) but nerveless she made it.
Her mouth was wide with a grin. "Chase! You're –"
The dog turned around, and suddenly Skylla froze.
"Sorry pup." The dog had green eyes. "Need something?"
"Oh." She blinked from her daze, dawning on the reality she was settling in. "N-No. No officer. Nothing of service."
"Ah. Well then. Have a pleasant day." He tipped his hat and he then walked over the human police car.
"Skylla! Skylla!" Sophie frantically called as she too was running. She immediately picked up her pink wearing pup and frowned. "What were you thinking?! Running off like that? You could've gotten hurt!"
"I'm…" she kept looking at the police car, and seconds later let out a breath. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. But goodness, you gave me a heart attack." She twirled behind her and the limo was coming to the curve.
"Now let's go home. Your paws just got dirty from touching here. We must clean you up."
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"Is that everything you need today Lady Sophie?"
"No, that is it for this evening." The maid nodded solemnly as she left the room. Dinner had ended, and Skylla barely ate a lick of food.
"Skylla. What's with the lack of appetite?"
"I'm just not hungry today."
"But you should eat." she commented.
"I know…but ah," the pup tried to smile. "Simply thinking about things."
"About what?"
"Nothing of huge concern." she dismissed. "Just...today."
"Oh, you mean you running off to the dog police officer?"
"Hehe," she laughed embarrassingly to herself. "I suppose."
Sophie shook her head. "I've never seen you run so fast before. You were acting as if he was a celebrity!" Silently, she went to pick up her pup, making their way idly into one of the living rooms upstairs.
She placed her pup on a cushioned seat, and then made her way to the bookshelf.
"Oh. I have to ask. How was your friend?"
Skylla blinked. "My friend?"
"Yes, the one with that problem. Did she tell her family of her career change?"
"Ah..." her fib returned to her, and after a moment of contemplation, she lightly said no.
"Tell her not to worry Skye!" Sophie giggled, finally picking out a novel. "It couldn't be that bad. Is she expecting the worse?"
Absolutely. Skylla glumly thought.
"So what's stopping her?"
"She...She told me, not the entire truth." Skylla started slowly. She continued to watch Sophie's reaction.
"Oh?"
"Yes, she actually wants to go to...calls..."
"Skye you are mumbling." the girl immediately corrected. While she was more lax than most people of her caliber, she did not tolerate meekness, especially when it concerned her pup. Cause it often meant it wasn't good.
"...Emergency calls." she hurriedly said. It was barely above a whisper.
Sophie's brows rose. "Oh wow. That's...um, odd. Like a rescue worker?"
"More...like a pilot."
"A pilot?!" The tone didn't help Skylla in the slightest. "She wants to be in the air force?"
"Well, she doesn't know about that, but she wants to help...and rescue workers need those who could fly. She told me she wants to. And like really wants to. She seemed really happy talking about it -"
Sophie laughed. "Oh Skylla, it's cute! Tell your friend I admire her courage."
Her tone was kind enough, but it sure didn't sound completely sincere. Skylla leaped from her seat and onto the floor.
"But?"
"But...it doesn't make sense. Like, why? She's your friend, surely you tried to talk it out of her?"
"I... asked her what about her family would think...and that stuff."
"And?"
"And she said she'll think about it." she added. It wasn't a lie. It was a debate within herself for awhile now.
"Think about what?" Sophie furrowed her brows with a smidge. "It's family. And her reputation mostly. But I guess it would make a huge cover story for some magazine. Fashion model dog turned pilot." She laughed. "Skylla my pup, I'm glad you're helping her."
"Helping her?"
"Well, I don't want to speak ill of your pup friend, but she must think about it logically, and clearly, she isn't. She's being...naive. And being naive, you end in situations that are bad, and things become messy and no way to fix it. Like I said, it's a good thing you advised her properly and not pursue it. You wouldn't want her to lead the wrong path of doing something ridiculous."
"She is not ridiculous!"
Sophie turned around, confused at what stood before her now. Her pup, so sweet and wonderful, now appeared to be agitated at her comment.
"Skylla?"
"You said she was being ridiculous! You might as well call her a fool on top of that!"
"I didn't say she was a fool -"
"She is not ridiculous. She is not. She is just trying something different, something she wants to be proud in and help, but she doesn't need to be ridiculed by others judging her choices!"
Sophie crossed her arms. "Skylla, why are you so offended about this? It isn't your problem."
"Because it wasn't my friend asking!" She exclaimed, eyes clenched. And oh gosh she was going to say it, and she couldn't stop it. "It was me!"
The book fell. Neither party acknowledged its fall, as the only thing noticeable was the room's heavy silence.
Sophie stared with blinking green eyes. Her body was rigid, nothing a peaceful demeanor and confidence she had mere seconds ago. "You...want to leave? To be in public service?"
She suddenly felt small. Opting to watch her paws, Skylla whispered a barely audible, "Yes."
"And on top...a pilot? You? You?! My Skylla?!"
She didn't reply. But silence proved a worthy answer.
"I…I can't believe this." Sophie dropped to her seat, nothing reigning control in her posture earlier. Her mouth continued to gasp largely. "For…for what reason? I'm just so confused." Sophie clenched her head, truly contemplating the weight of the conversation. Skylla thought the quietness was unbearable.
"Skye look...it's…it's sweet in wanting to help, and I'm glad those pups back in that town had such a positive influence on you, but…" Sophie sighed, her shoulders sagging. "You can't do what they do. They've been trained for dangerous missions. You haven't."
"I know Sophie, but I was hoping to learn –"
"And Skylla, you have to realize, you're a tiny pup. Usually dogs in the force or any public service job are large breeds."
"I, I know that –"
"And you need protection from all the scary things in this world! Remember eagles?"
She cringed at the memory of watching national geographic. "Y-Yes but –"
"No Skylla, I've made my decision. You can definitely help by engaging in more activities here, but rescuing? Saving? Being a pilot? That's crazy talk. The pilot thing especially. It's just…it's foolish to think that!"
Skylla's stomach dropped. "Why though?"
"Because it's you…You! You're my pet, Skye! My best friend! My family member! We've been together since day one. Why would you think of leaving this?" she gestured around her. "All this?! For what? To serve others?! Others serve you!"
"Well, maybe I don't want to that anymore!" She couldn't believe what she was shouting, or what was happening.
"So you don't want me then?"
"It's not like that Sophie. I love you –"
"I gave you everything, and just because you met some-some! Ordinary folks you wanna do what they do?! You're not them! You're you! You're special! They're not! You're better than them!"
She suddenly felt offended. "Don't say that about them!"
"For goodness sake Skye, you didn't even know them long enough to be angry!"
"But they were kind to me!" she returned hotly. "That's all I needed. There's no reason to say mean things when they treated me nothing but good!"
"And that's my point! They treated you like that because of your status. If you become a service dog, you then have to treat others as if they have gold! Which, by the way," - she snidely remarked - "you do!"
"So they didn't treat me nicely because of who I am?" she shook her head. "It was only that I had money?"
"Wealth Skye, is always a factor! It's part of life."
"They didn't even know I was rich!" she wanted to cry. She didn't want to believe they would be like that. "That's not true! Chase and Marshall are not like the pups here!"
"Skye! Haven't you realized anything about how we live?! Everyone is fake! Only a few are genuine!"
"Then those two are! And Mr. Ryder! And Ms. Katie! Even the shopkeeper Mr. Porter!"
"Skye!"
"I want to join them! I want to be a P.A.W. Patrol member!"
"And what?! Be a pilot?!"
"Yes!"
Sophie scoffed. "You do not realize how ridiculous that sounds? You're a Cockapoo! A designer dog breed! You shouldn't be interested in that stuff!"
"You let me go to air shows before! And do dog competitions! How's this any different?!"
"That's like, different! I didn't think you would want to become one! Again, you're a Cockapoo! You're small!"
"And so what if I'm a designer dog breed? I can still do what they do! I helped them out on their mission!"
"And you were lost a day before that!" she threw her arms in the air. "You can't do it. No you won't! Understand me Skylla-"
"...No." Her pink eyes glistened. "I...I won't listen!"
Sophie's nose flared. "Excuse me?"
"I won't listen! This is the one thing I want to do, I really want to do, and I will do it! I'll join them! I'm always, always told what I must be, what I have to do. Even with dog competitions, I'm told I can't even do the harder stuff because I'm delicate! I'm not delicate! I'm Skye! Why can't I be me for once?!"
"Skylla!"
"I'll train somewhere, and I'll get good, good enough to join -"
"Skylla!"
Her eyes closed shut. "And you can't stop me Sophie, no matter -!"
"Skylla Rose Lockwood!"
The pup jumped from the name, and the sudden screech of the chair sliding against the floor.
"I won't tolerate this! You have your place, like I do, and everyone else here! You need to realize it's your job to help by being here! Saving and rescuing is and being a silly pilot is simply out of the question! Asking to do this, you're just being selfish! Spoiled!"
Skylla furrowed her brows. "I am not spoiled!"
"You are Skylla! We both are! And mostly, I don't care if you're spoiled, because, yes, you do get what you want. But what you're being selfish about is putting yourself in danger without thinking the impact. And being selfish about what I feel! You don't care!"
"That's not true!"
"It looks like it! I raised a pup who thinks she can do whatever silly little thing she wants, and personally, I have myself to blame." She placed her hands at her hips. "And because of that, no more air shows!"
"What?" Skylla's eyes were wide. "You can't do that Sophie!"
"Oh yes I can. And no more competitions either! Nothing fun! Until you sort out your attitude, you're going to be excluded out of all those things you like."
Her voice got lower. "But Sophie -"
"No! I made up my mind. You're my pet Skylla. Mine! It's already enough I have to worry about my uncle and your parents pressuring about...you know what!" [1]
Colour drained from her face. "They are?"
"Yes! You don't think I receive enough pressure from everyone?! I do. All the time. For myself. For you. It's hard Skylla, and I'm only thirteen! Nothing's easy. And because of who you are, who we are, you have to realize that."
"...Are you making me choose?" she whispered. "Between you or flying?"
Nothing was said, and the air was heavy. Skylla didn't dare look up, fiercely staring at the wood under her paws. Araid to see her owner's face.
"...Yes." She said finally, and Skylla opened her eyes in silent horror. "I am."
She thought she couldn't breathe. Not a word of retort could be rolling out of the refined pup.
Give...Give up everything about flying? Never mention it again? Act like it never mattered? She...She didn't know if she could do it. It sounded too daunting. To scary.
But, But Sophie...
"So?" Sophie crinckled a brow. "Agreed? Until you calm down?"
Her voice was barely above a whisper. "…Okay."
"Okay...?"
"I mean, yes Sophie." She gulped in her hesitation. "I won't talk about it with you again."
Sophie's eyes softened. "You'll see what I do is for your own good. You don't want to get your heart crushed when it doesn't happen. I'm saving you from heartache." She went down to pet her pup's head. "Now, let's put this behind us okay? Go rest, and if you behave well...I promise to revoke the restrictions. Okay?"
Skylla nodded solemnly. She began walking to the door, whispering a faint goodnight to her owner before leaving. Turning at the curb of the hallway, she kept going quiety upstairs, letting the silence of the hallways and paws cracking under wood be her noise.
Gosh. What did she do?
She knew this would've happened. She knew exactly how Sophie would react, and now she saw it with her own eyes. But what Sophie said was true, all so true. And besides, what could she do to really help? Not much. Practically nothing. She's just to be seen, and to remain in the norm.
"I'm saving you from heartache."
But still – she felt her eyes becoming watery, and her mouth began to wobble – it didn't mean it would hurt any less.
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Skylla didn't come out of her room that night. She went straight to sleep, and the next day carried on like nothing happened. Funny enough Sophie tried to bring it up again and said she was glad Skylla understand, but all the pup could do was robotically nod to everything her owner said. And after that, her day went on.
It was strange. This time it was much easier to return to her daily activity. Go to school, go to her lessons, all those things she had done as always. But this time, instead of being lethargic and restless, now she felt…nothing. Just nothing. She continued on without truly thinking about it. Now even shopping derived its purpose.
When the evening came, and her lessons with Ms. Coco were done, Skylla simply sat in her room, lying in front of her floor length window, staring at the mansion gardens. The window was slightly, wind flying into her room,
"Little Lady,"
It took awhile for her to reply. "…Yes Ollie?"
"Your drink is here."
"Oh." She didn't even remember asking it. "Just leave it…wherever."
He did so, the dish rattling slightly as he placed it down from his carry-on tray strapped from his back.
He noticed the faint shiver on the pup. "Wish to close the window? It is still early spring."
"...No." she repiled, "I'm alright."
She waited for him to quietly leave her room as he usually did, but oddly he did no such thing.
"What's wrong Ollie?" she quietly asked, not even sparing a glace back.
"I overheard your conversation with Lady Sophie last night."
Skylla's heart dropped. She slowly turned over, eyes wide at his revelation. He heard? Oh gosh, when did he hear? And how? And why was he bringing it up? In her confusion, she was too stunned to ask.
"I know you have orders to not speak about it..." he said, and he looked at her evenly. "And you're more than welcomed to decline the topic at hand, but I serve you Little Lady. And I know you are in distress."
"Distress?" she mouthed, and she patted her cheek. Did she look like that? Was it that obvious she wasn't happy? And it was so strange that Ollie, the dog who only served and never let a shred of emotion come upon his face, was asking to help her? To hear her out?
She knew she shouldn't say anything, and dismiss him completely so she could handle it on her own like a proper lady would.
But she wasn't one, was she?
She shook her head. "I'm...I'm not Ollie." she felt tears hover at her eyes again, but she quickly pushed them away. No need to breakdown. She took a breath.
"I don't understand. I don't. And I want to. Oh, I wish you were there to understand what I mean. The P.A.W. Patrol, they…they were so nice Ollie!" She exclaimed, finally finding her voice. "They just, they opened my eyes. How little I was living, and not by measure of wealth. No, no. I could be out there, doing good! But here I am, stuck to be…to be a house ornament!" A smidge of anger stumbled out from her mouth. It surprised both her and Ollie.
"Growing up…I thought I was so lucky to have an owner who was so understanding of me. Sophie wasn't like the other human rich children. She was prim, kind, and let me be what I wanna be! She didn't care others thought it was weird her pup liked air shows, or did dog performances! She loved me for who I was. And I was hoping…she would've understood this too. This…in which I feel is so much bigger. More than I ever wanted before."
"But Sophie's right. I was being selfish." She couldn't help but a dry laugh vibrates from her throat. "I was taught to have anything I want, yet the one thing I desire, I can't have. Ironic, isn't it?"
"…"
"But it's…it's okay. I understand I was out of place, and that I should be thankful I was given such luck to be her pet. I could've stayed with my parents, but instead, Sophie decided to keep me, and give me the freedom. I know I was born into this! And ..I do love my life here." She sighed once more. "Maybe I shouldn't have never left to go sit on the balcony. Or we should've stayed on the train while it was being fixed! Then I wouldn't have felt like this. And I would have continued being as I once were."
"Once were?"
"Oblivious." And they say ignorance is bliss.
He said nothing.
"But it's fine Ollie. Like, I was upset, but thinking about it more logically, my place is here! With Sophie. And when I'm not in trouble anymore, I can always do, ah, more competitions! The harder ones that don't just require grooming or performing. I might get funny looks but at least it's better… better than…" her voice drifted off. "The other thing..."
"So I guess what I'm going with this is that, Ollie? What do you think? What do you think...I should do?"
He cleared his throat. It was difficult to tell what he was thinking, or how he was reeling the information in, but finally he replied with his old looking eyes.
"What an incredibly mature, selfless…"
She felt her heart heave at that. Oh. That's what Ollie thought of all this. Of course he would say those things as it's all about status –
"…But sad thing to do."
She broadened her eyes. "What?"
And in a shocking twist, he chuckled. "Little Lady, from the moment you were born into the Lockwood household, I knew you weren't the typical high-class breed. You were so active, always giggling, wanting to do everything and see everything. After some time you learned to control your urges, but even now…that glint in your eyes has always remained. You were destined to be more than being a rich pup."
"I would hate it, oh so much, to see you shove away who you are. Your energy, your optimism, your curiosity…it's who Skylla is, the pup I love to serve and raise."
Her mouth wobbled pitifully, eyes watering. "O-Ollie…"
"I know, it was out of my place to say those things – oomph!" he was stumped at the tiny pup hugging his sides so tightly. Dumbfounded at the sudden affection, the old dog remained still.
She smiled quietly. "Thank you Ollie. I'm so glad my family understands."
"F-Family?"
"Yes!" she leaned back, "You didn't think you were just my butler right?"
That was shocking to him. The professional dog had a tiny grin at his fur mustache, and for once, decided to pat her lightly on the back.
"I appreciate that very much, Little Lady."
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After exchanging a few more words with Ollie, Skylla suddenly knew what she had to do.
She was going to talk to Sophie tomorrow evening.
And yes, she was panicking about it.
Skylla never worried, or ever had the dread talking to Sophie about anything, but oooh now thinking about made her knees weak! After that terrible argument yesterday, she knew bringing it up again with Sophie was not going to be easy. She was already in trouble as it is.
In all honesty, Skylla didn't know what to say to Sophie. She knew she wanted to apologize about the yelling. But the one thing she would not apologize was the reason so. Despite the hurtful words Sophie said to her about flying, Skylla still hoped. And yes...Skylla realized she might never see the P.A.W. Patrol again, but one day, maybe with some time, and Sophie grows to understand, she could ask again.
She puffed her cheeks. Okay! She will talk to Sophie with all her might, and this time, won't cower away when it gets heated. Skylla had a way with words! She could do this. She could! She could!
After dinner Skylla knew Sophie was going to be in her study reading with her daily tea, so she decided to head there.
But instead, she wasn't.
Confused, Skylla began checking different rooms, but still, all were empty of her owner. She needed to ask.
"Excuse me, Erin," Skylla asked, entering the main living room, knowing usually the maid cleaned at this hour. "Do you know where Sophie -" She blinked widely.
In the cream colored room, indeed there was Skylla's owner, sitting elegantly on the sofa, hands on knee and posture high. However, it wasn't the cause of Skylla's surprise.
It was the second human girl beside her.
"Oh, is this Skylla?" The newcomer noticed the pup standing at the edge of the room. She stood up, wearing a blue air pilot uniform, and red hair in two tiny pigtails.
?!...!
"A-Ace Sorensen?" Skylla's mouth fell to the floor. "You're...here? In my house?"
"Uh...yes I am." she smiled. "It's nice to finally meet you."
"I uh, oh gosh..." Skylla tried to breathe, but it was kinda hard with your idol in the same room! "I-I am Skylla Rose Lockwood." She sputtered. She finally faltered and said, "I've watched your shows."
"Haha, I heard."
Skylla was confused, and surely her face must be etching that feeling because Sophie got up. "I know you're confused, but I...I invited her here."
"You invited her?"
Sophie was hesitant. "Yes."
"But why? I thought I was banned - "
She raised her hand. "I know what I said. And after saying it, I was absolutely hated myself. I knew I hurt you. I really did. I hurt my precious pup's feelings. I vowed to always take care of her, and look what happened. Ended up becoming the thing that harmed you."
Skylla allowed her to continue.
Sophie glanced at the floor. "I'm…I'm so sorry Skye. I wasn't, I…uh, I wasn't the best. I was the worst. I know I made you cry! I heard you last night! And how you were today...I tried to tell myself it was for the best, I'm only looking out for her, but the pup beside me...she wasn't my Skye. Not the one I love."
"Sophie," Skylla looked up earnestly. "It's okay. I know you were only looking out for me. And I forgive you. I was coming to say I was sorry too. For yelling at you. You don't deserve it. Never did."
"Oh I did alright." Sophie shook her head. "I was being mean. Very mean." She sighed. "I didn't think about your feelings. Or really heard your explanation. I just reacted, because I got sad."
"Sad?"
"Yes, sad! Skye," Now her own eyes were becoming blurry. "You're the one family member I have here. My parents are never home. The family is all distant. Just my uncle, but even he doesn't understand me. Only you do. And to tell me you wanted to leave..." Tears fell. "I thought you wanted to leave me..."
"No! Sophie!" Skylla barked. "I never, ever want to abandon you! You'll always be special to me, someone I love so much! You're my family too!" She rushed and leaped into her owner's arms.
She licked her cheek. "Please don't cry Sophie. I don't like making you sad. And besides, I will stay here! I promise to behave better."
"But that's what I want." Sophie looked into her pink eyes. "Not you right?"
"I..."
"Skye, I love you too much to let you go, but in the end, that love isn't love. It's selfishness. And I was being selfish."
"What?
"I'm trying to say I thought about it all day, and as much as it hurts me I've realized this about you for some time..." Sophie heaved a heavy sigh. "It's okay. You…You can go."
No, no, no...Skylla was in disbelief. She didn't mean...?
"You can go train. Somewhere. I don't know where. That's why I called Ms. Sorensen. I know she's one of the best fliers, and she could train you well. And tell us where you can go study, so you'll be ready to join."
"Join?"
"Well you did say you wanted to join that P.A.W. Patrol. I must give credit," she smiled weakly. "They sure have an influence."
This was all too much. Way too much. Skylla's eyes shorn with delight, and happily, she nuzzled into Sophie's chin. Sophie squeezed right back.
"Won't you be lonely?" Skylla shyly asked.
Sophie nodded in her fur. "Yes...but you're a growing pup Skye. I can't force you down forever."
Skylla's eyelids lowered.
"I haven't heard about this P.A.W. Patrol," Ace joined back into the conversation. "But I do know one of the best schools for Flight training. And you said it's part of what again?"
"Oh!" Skylla leaned back. "It's W.O.O.F."
"Hmm...I heard they have a few dogs who work both in that and the Air Force. Wait!" She snapped her fingers. "I worked with one a few months ago! For an EAA event!"
"What's that?" Sophie asked.
"The Experimental Aircraft Association," Skylla answered without missing a beat. She cocked her head to the side. "Do you still have their contact Ms. Sorsensen?"
"Oh, you know I do. I see what's the requirements, and we'll work from there."
Skylla's tail started to wag, but Sophie cleared her throat. "But one thing Little Lady,"
"Yes Sophie?"
"Your parents won't be happy. Or anyone in our family. I'm probably going to get an earful about allowing you to go."
Shame washed over her. "I know, and that's why I want to tell them when I see them -"
"No, no," Sophie shook her head. "Trust me. Your parents act like mine. If anything, confronting about it...it would create a worse reaction than I had, and they might do more."
"Then..." worry came upon her eyes. "What should I do?"
"Nothing." Ace said, answering her question. "Look, I don't know much about your family, but from the stuff Ms. Sophie has told me, your family doesn't like defiance, especially if going out of the ordinary."
"That's why..." Sophie added, "You're just going to leave next week. I'll say it's an extended trip in New York you're attending for...modelling, and when it finally comes down to it, you and I will tell them the truth." She shrugged. "Don't know what they'll do, but it'll be enough to cool them down."
She nodded. "Okay."
"And one more thing,"
Pink eyes glanced up wondrously.
The girl's mocking stern face faded away. "You have to call me once every week. No ifs, ands or buts."
The pup's smile turned soft, cudding into her owner once more. "I promise."
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"Alright pups!" Ryder exclaimed. "Time for break."
Marshall slumped his body on the ground, clearly puffed out from the vigorous training they commenced. Chase was more subtle with his relief, opting to sit quietly on the grass and watching his friend in fleeting amusement.
Ryder smiled with his hands at his waist. "You pups did great today. You've gotten faster Marshall."
"I did?" snapping his head up, he looked confused.
"Yeah, you passed all the hurdles easily." They glanced back at the obstacle course. "Well, most of them."
"Uh, hehe. I guess I did."
Ryder nodded. "I'll get you pups some water. And maybe after we could get some ice cream."
"Oooh! Ice cream?!" that sure bounced the pup's energy back.
"Haha. It might be spring, but why not? We can get the new flavor too from Mr. Porter's."
"Oh."
Ryder arched a brow at the other pup. "Is there something a matter Chase?"
"Uh, not really…just…" he shook his head. "When can we go?"
"How about right now? Might as well use this time while we're not on duty."
In silent agreement, Ryder went to go grab his keys and wallet as the pups made their inside to grab a drink.
Marshall wondered loudly, "When do you think we'll get more members?"
"Members?"
"Yeah, like here in the P.A.W. Patrol."
"Dunno. Your guess is as good as mine."
"But you think we'll always be a team of three?" Marshall asked as they reached to the kitchen.
"Doubt that. This base is way too big for only us. Plus I think he said he was looking for more pups."
"I wonder when." The Dalmatian took a sip from his bowl.
He shrugged. "It's not we need any right now. We're doing pretty fine without anyone else."
Marshall leaned back up. "…But what about the time when Skylla helped us?"
Chase looked evenly at his friend, and then took his own sip.
"Well, except that time." Chase responded indifferently.
Marshall silently nodded to that.
After a good drink, Chase said, "I'm gonna use the bathroom."
"Oh, okay." With his friend leaving, Marshall took another huge gulp of water, enjoying the coolness of it. In all honestly, even if his skills were improving or not, he was glad his training sessions were getting better. Ever since his mild freak out on the balloon rescue weeks ago, Marshall paid especially attention to his anxiety to see if it wanted to come back for round two on their missions so far. Thankfully, it hadn't, and after a conversation with his mom days ago, it probably calmed his nerves.
Abruptly his ears twitched at a sound.
He jerked his head up, mouth full of water, as he paid closer attention to the noise. Sure enough, he realized it was coming from outside the Lookout. He made his way to the front entrance, taking a look at the automatic doors.
He swallowed his water whole at what he saw outside.
"Okay, I'm ready." Ryder returned with Chase as well. They both eyed to the seemingly stumped pup, wondering why he looked so surprised. "Marshall?"
"Ryder," he asked. "Do we have a limo?"
"No Marshall. Why do you ask?"
"Because one is driving to the front now."
Now Ryder and Chase both snapped their heads to the doors, and sure enough, Marshall's assumption was correct.
Chase arched a brow up to the human. "Are we… expecting someone?"
"No…" Ryder was legitimately confused. "Well, I don't think so." Shaking his head, he made his way outside. Chase and Marshall followed suit.
The limo made its way to a stop, being long with its solid black sheet of coating. The human driver came out and opened the door to the backseat.
They all blinked in surprise.
Skylla smiled brightly. "Ah, hello again P.A.W. Patrol!"
Shockingly, Chase spoke first. "Skye – I mean Skylla? What are you doing here? Didn't you leave? We thought you stayed with your owner."
"And what's with the bags?" Marshall titled his head.
Her face turned oddly pink, but her demeanor remained poise. "I wanted to ask Mr. Ryder something very important, if that is alright."
"Uh, sure Skylla." Ryder went to the center. "Are you staying again in Adventure Bay?"
"No, not as a guest." She took a deep breath. "I hope as a resident."
"You're moving here?!" the Dalmatian gasped.
"I would like to, but not simply as a civilian." Another pause. "It might be a far reached, or seemingly impossible for you to accept because your conditions but…" her face turned determined. "But I do truly hope you'll accept the offer wholeheartedly!"
Ryder nodded.
"I want to join the P.A.W. Patrol."
"WHAT?!" Funny enough, both pups mirrored the same surprise. Ryder didn't show an incline of shock, probably letting the Cockapoo continue.
"This team, you three… have inspired something in me I didn't know I had! Or even wanted. You've made me open my eyes, in that I want to help. Rescue. Others who are in need. You all have been so kind to me and Sophie while we were here, and now it's time to return the generosity."
"And you're probably wondering, what about my training? I know not any pup can get in, and obviously, money wouldn't do, so…I took classes. Air flight training courses. That's what I've been doing for the past month! I've past level one, and if I need to take more, then I will! I even trained under Ace Sorensen."
"I…I know I'm not the best choice, and maybe you already have the spot taken, but I wish to stay and learn more, and help out with the team! I'll do what I need to get better. Because…I'll be honoured to join."
Well, that surely came to a stunning conclusion. Marshall was the most expressive, mouth dropping to the ground, in both joy and astonishment. Chase regained his senses, just watching her in a quiet revelation of her confession. It was then moments later he turned to look at Ryder for a reply.
Ryder cleared his throat, carefully deciding his wording. "It doesn't…exactly work that way Skylla –"
"I've realized that." She said. "But I spoke to the head of the Canine Air Flight Academy, and they explained that 'if passing of level one, students can apply to different positions within the context of the student's skill, and can continue with studies aboard'. I assumed you were the leader, and that speaking with you, you'll decide. Or do I need to talk to someone else? Because I'm more than qualified to apply."
"Well, uh –" Now Ryder was thinking about this whole process if he were to consider her admission. He would need to speak to Roxy and Jonathan (her human partner, and co-creator of P.A.W. Patrol) to see if they can ask the rest of the P.A.W. Patrol Project Committee. And one of those members was Marshall's father, who is very difficult to contact due to him constantly traveling on missions. Then Skylla would need to apply, receive their approval for consideration, then possible interview/skill assessment… and then again W.O.O.F. Council would need to know since this was a test project…
"You know what Skylla?" he smiled, and he went down to pet her head. "I can make some calls." She peered her eyes open in shock. "It wasn't my initial intention to get an aerial pup so early…but perhaps after that mission you helped us with, it's a sign maybe we should."
Skylla's face instantly brightened. "Thank you Mr. Ryder!"
"Oh, don't thank me yet. I still gotta let them know." he grabbed his phone and began walking away to give himself privacy to call.
It was then the two other pups approached Skylla, and she smiled kindly.
Honestly, Chase couldn't believe it still. Like, why was she here? Well, he knew why she's here but it all so random about coming here and suddenly saying she wanted to join the P.A.W. Patrol –
"Hi Skylla!" Marshall interrupted Chase's rambling, unbeknownst to him.
"Hehe, hi Marshall." She then shored her eyes beside him. "Hi Chase."
He tried to think of a smart response. He couldn't. "Uh, hey." He blinked dumbly.
"Is something wrong?" Skylla titled her head, pouting slightly.
"No, just…uh," he itched his head. "That was random."
Skylla laughed self-consciously, knowing what he was talking about. "I suppose it is. You two don't mind right?"
Marshall jumped to answer. "No way! Actually, we were just talking about new pups ever joining P.A.W. Patrol. And heh, you popped up. Like you read our minds." He nudged his emotionally stunned friend. "Right Chase?"
"Uh…sure."
"Do you think Mr. Ryder would allow me in?" Skylla asked. "Or whoever he is speaking to?"
"It might do a bit of convincing, but being with Ryder so far I've realized he's good at negotiating."
It was then all three glanced to Ryder, who simultaneously ended his call. He had a smile.
"Well, you're not officially in, as they do need to assess you, but in the meantime, they give approval for you to stay with us until further notice."
"So she has a chance?!" Marshall exclaimed.
"Yup." Ryder nodded. "She does."
Marshall smiled brilliantly. "Wow, congratulations Skylla!"
"Actually," she drew everyone's attention, smiling. "It's Skye now."
"Huh?"
"Didn't you say…" Everyone was surprised Chase suddenly decided to speak. "That no one besides your owner calls you that?"
"Yes...Sophie only did. However…" She momentarily paused, her soft smile turning warm. "I think it'll be a nice change! Don't you think?"
Three faces were intrigued by her comment, and Ryder laughed. "I think it's a wonderful nickname."
Marshall nodded. "Yup!"
Skye appreciated their remarks. In some odd way she couldn't believe she was actually pursuing this goal, to become a P.A.W. Patrol member, and yes, there was a slight chance she couldn't get in, but at the moment she wasn't afraid. She'll work hard! Prove herself! And prove to everyone back home...she was meant to go a different path. She didn't know what the future was going to be with them, but for sure, with their energy and encouragement, it was going to be great.
Eying back to the first pup she met in Adventure Bay, Chase's puzzled look changed with a shake of his head, and there his mouth was curving upward.
Yup, there was the smile.
She was going to love it here.
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"Wow…" Everest was genuinely impressed. "You did all that just to get in the P.A.W. Patrol?"
"Hehe, yup. I had to take extra classes in the beginning when they came to assess me, so I wasn't really doing missions a lot with the boys. It was more so knowledge base I contributed. But soon as I had my second-class flight license, I could finally fly my helicopter and join missions!"
Everest smiled. "I take back what I said. You sure are not one spoiled pup."
"When did you say that?" Skye pouted.
"Oh, I never said it. I thought of it. It was my impression when I met you."
Skye puffed her cheeks in response. Everest laughed.
"I'm just joking! Really!"
"I don't like being called that though!"
"It's fine Skye. I don't care if you're like that. None of us do! And sure as heck Marshall and Chase didn't either. They met you at the height of your pampered days right?"
Skye covered her eyes. "It's embarrassing how little I knew about basic things. I couldn't even walk across a street!"
"Yeah, that's pretty sad." Everest teased as she slugged into the tub. "And your story...I figured Chase was a hard-ass, but wow, he sounds so different from now."
Another pout grazed her face. "Chase wasn't a, ah... a hard..." obviously, she couldn't make herself curse (it wasn't in her to do so) and it seemed Everest picked up on her hesitation.
"A hard-ass?"
"Yeah..." Skye faltered, disapproving the term. "He wasn't. He was just...harder to talk to."
"Gosh, then I'm glad I met him later. I can't stand hard-asses."
"Everest!"
She laughed. "What?"
"That's not nice!"
"Okay, okay, I take it back. Sorta." She ceased her giggling. "But Marshall literally sounds the same. Happy but clumsy."
"Hehe, yeah." It was true. Marshall hadn't really changed since she's met him. It meant Marshall was always honest with himself. It was refreshing.
"But hey…you know what?"
She innocently titled her head. "What?"
"Despite you being a rich pup, and faced obstacles to get here, you went out of your way to join the P.A.W. Patrol, and bam! You did it! That takes a lot of guts Skye." Everest grinned smugly. "Guess you could say, you can 'rough it up.' "
Skye laughed. "Alright, since I'm so hardcore, next Thursday, we'll do whatever you like to relax!"
Everest smirked, sitting up immediately. "Deal! But I gotta warn you, it ain't gonna be as easy as this!"
"Um, that's fine –"
"Cause it's gonna be so hardcore, so intense Skye…we're probably gonna come to Katie's after." Everest winked to her, and Skye blinked owlishly at that statement.
"Eh? You want to come back? But I thought you didn't like the spa."
"I don't love it but…" she shrugged. "I don't mind it. Plus this is doing crazy stuff to my fur."
Skye's tail wagged. "Oooh! I can tell you more! I know so much about how fur care. And it's really useful especially when I fly, to make sure nothing hinders my flying. Like this one! It has rose teal –"
Everest rolled her eyes in amusement. Skye surely wasn't a pup she would typically befriend, as she would always be a bit too girly for Everest's taste, but now...she's real grateful she could be her fellow P.A.W. Patrol member, and essentially… a friend. Everest never had 'girlfriends' before, so to be actually chillin' with other girl pups was ...nice...different, but nice. Amazing even.
And after hearing her story, she's gotta give Skye more credit. Way more credit.
She zoomed back out, seeing Skye excitedly talk about the latest fur product, which somehow related to doing tricks easier. The Husky smiled.
"Think fast!" She splashed water at her.
"Hey!" Skye giggled. "No fair!"
The girls enjoyed the rest of the day, much to the confusion of the boys, baffled on how the spa could be deemed fun.
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A/N: And hooray! Done Skye's! How'd you think? I know I was debating to add Skye's parents, which ultimately I didn't, but hey! I intend to write them in a fic (don't know when though) as an in-between arc, cause you do meet them. There were parts in this chapter I'm not completely happy with (cause I could add more) but meh I have nothing else. Maybe I'll edit in near future with the other posted chapters.
[1] - reference to an arc I mentioned above. It's a crucial element that happens due to Skye's upbringing. Her parents have a say on a certain choice. What do I mean? Bwhaha I WILL NOT TELL.
Now it's off with mister mechanic! I really like Rocky's story, it's sweet. But sad. But sweet. And ugh! You'll see what I mean when we get there.
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