Sorry so short this time but ill mak eit up to you next time :)

3 days later

Jet found Spot sitting on his crate on the pier. He looked lost in thought. "Alright Spotty, start tawkin.'"
Spot looked at her, "whatdya mean?" "Well you've been acting weird lately specially when Blaze is around. She's the same way. What happened? I know something happened at the party, I'm not blind."
Spot shook his head, Jet knew him too well. "Actually Sherlock, I was thinking about Blade's problem."
The mention of Blade perked her interest, "Oh ya. Whats his problem? Maybe I can help," she offered.
Spot shrugged and drew out the picture of the girl Blade had given back to him and handed it to Jet. "I'm lookin for this goil for her, but I jist cant find her."
Jet studied it and then smirked. "Gee Spot, she looks awfully familiar. But I don't know, what do you think?"
Spot sighed taking it back. "Ya I know, I was just thinking the same thing, but I just can't seem to place where I've seen her before."
Jet rolled her eyes and smacked him over the head. Spot rubbed his head shooting her a hard look. "What the hell was that for?"
Jet smirked, "Well I don't know, does a curly red head with an attitude you just can't get enough of ring a bell."
Spot gave her a blank look. "What does Blaze have to do..... OH!!" he smacked his own forehead this time. "How could I have been so stupid? She's been under my nose this whole time! Hey, Jet, I gotta go tell Blade," Spot said as he got up and hurried away. Jet laughed watching him go. "Sometimes I wonder about that boy."