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It's been a minute. No, it's been an hour. Actually, it's been almost HALF A YEAR since I published anything on here. And don't worry about me, guys. I didn't have any crazy mental issues, any sudden tragedies or a job change during this time. I just got extrordinarily lazy. I just had so many off days, combined with how hard writing this story is, it took way too long for me to write.
And to my readers who have been waiting for me to publish anything during this "hiatus" of sorts, I apologize for making you all wait this long.
A lot has changed over the last 6 months.
The Packers...man...what the hell is going on?! It's so weird that both Aaron Rodgers and Tom Brady, two of the greatest to ever play, suck now at the same time. My childhood really is over.
The Bucks have been off to a great start, though! I mean, 7 straight wins to start the year?! That's just amazing. Cuphead continues to be amazing and there is SEASON 3 COMING THIS MONTH. After the cliffhanger in the season 2 finale, I'M EXCITED. Sonic Origins does have its issues, but it's still a great time. I played all the games on it except CD, because I've been focusing so much on this story. Speaking of Sonic, Sonic Frontiers kinda looks interesting. Might have to give it a shot.
And Taylor Swift. Holy shit. 10 songs in the top 10 of Billboard's Hot 100. It's never been done before. Midnights is such a great album, though.
As for this piece. It took so long because I was very inexperienced (and insecure) about writing a whole marriage proposal (twice) and a marriage ceremony (twice). I tried my best to make sure the experiences of Skase and Evershall differentiate from each other while maintaining the same great vibe of romance and charm.
Alright, enough talk. This wait has gone enough for all of you. And best of all? This story might be the longest I have ever made. It's just over 40,000 words long.
I'm so happy that I'm finally able to share this with you all. I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I do. Be the light. -mitch :)
paw patrol: all grown up #25: tying the knot
written June 9th to November 14, 2022
chapter 1: it's ring season
"Ryder, Marshall…I know it's early in the morning…like…before-the-sun's-even-up kind of early…but I just have to tell you guys something important. Something that you boys cannot tell ANYONE. And I mean it." spoke the German shepherd firmly. It was indeed early in the morning: 6 AM to be exact. He hated waking both his owner and his best friend at this hour, but he couldn't possibly have anyone else hear what he was about to say. He also couldn't trust anyone else, either.
"What is it, brotha?" asked the dalmatian, yawning at the same time.
"Surely it has to be important." Ryder thought aloud. The words that Chase, police dog of the PAW Patrol, were about to say would change the whole team's dynamic, his life and everyone else's lives around him. But it was a good change. He wanted this change. A change that would possibly make his puppyhood dreams a reality. He cleared his throat, the lump in it ever present.
"Ryder, Marshall…when Skye and I turn 18…I…I…I'm gonna ask her to be my wife." he stated. Silence. For fifteen seconds, the boy and the dalmatian stared at their police canine comrade as the gigantic information bomb registered in their minds. When it finally did, both boys smiled. Marshall, being the shepherd's best friend, rushed over and embraced him.
"I knew it, buddy. I'm so happy for you, man. She'll definitely say yes." the fire dog rejoiced.
"Well…what do you know…just a couple dog years ago…you and Skye were just on your first date. I remember it like it was yesterday…more like 6 ½ human months ago. Now, both of you are fully grown up…ready for the next step in life…Chase, you grew up too damn fast." Ryder choked up as he embraced his not-so-secretly-favorite dog.
"Thanks guys…It really means the world to me that you guys are supporting me. It really does." sighed the police canine, gratitude overflowing his heart.
"No problem, buddy. That's what friends are for, right?" Marshall inquired Chase, his spotted paw draping over the german shepherd's chest.
"You bet, man…oh, is there something that you would like to say to Ryder, too, my guy?" The police canine nudged his friend.
"Oh, I was gonna say…I will be taking the next step with Everest as well…when the time is right, I mean." Marshall told the boy.
"Man, what a time to be alive, huh. I can't believe it. My pups…they are getting married soon…I will support you guys as much as I can." The young man spoke up.
"Well, that's great to hear, Ryder. I'll let you go back to sleep." The german shepherd told the human PAW Patrol leader.
"Thanks. Love you guys." The boy smiled as he walked away.
"There's another reason I wanted to talk to you so early." Chase told the dally.
"What's up?"
"You wanna go to the mall later?" The German shepherd inquired.
"Yeah…there's a lot of jewelry stores there. We'll find something there." agreed Marshall.
4 HOURS LATER
Chase and Marshall were at the mall in the next town over, checking out the jewelry stores to see what "rings" they hoped to be their eventual bride-to-bes would wear. The practice of dogs tying the knot and walking down the aisle was a very new-and very popular- concept. In the past, most canines' parents and generations before never felt the need to ask for a paw in marriage, per say. The male would ask the female if she wanted to mate, and that was that. But, thanks to humans and how elaborate their weddings got in recent years, the canine world was in a sort of "wedding craze" themselves. It was very convenient, low cost, easy to prepare, and the weddings themselves were just as wonderful as their two legged human counterparts. The "ring" part of marriage was also a brand new concept for canines as well.
Instead of the simple wedding rings that would be worn on their paws, dogs decided to differentiate the formula while maintaining the charm. The male dog would go into a store, and would find a "flower ring" for his potential spouse. A "flower ring" is a kind of ring that looks like a flower, but has a diamond encrusted in the middle of it. It would be worn on the right ear of the bride, and that was the new tell-tale sign that marriage was imminent. For the males, it was more or less similar to humans; a classic, normal wedding ring would be worn by the groom on the right front paw.
Chase knew that finding a flower ring for Skye would be a little challenging. His girlfriend loved flowers of all kinds, but sunflowers, being her favorite in the entire world, was a little tough. It is a very popular flower for weddings, and it usually came on a first come, first serve kind of basis.
Marshall knew he had time to come up with an idea for Everest, but it wasn't any easier for him. The husky was not the traditional feminine canine in the fact that she didn't love flowers as much. In fact, Everest never cared much for appearance compared to Skye. Marshall initially had the idea of looking for a flower ring that would remind her of home, being that she hailed from the South Pole. Except there was one problem. There were very few flowers that came from Antarctica, mainly due to the atrociously freezing climate. But he was confident. He was mainly in the market for a flower ring color that would fit well with her fur, being that Everest had a lavender coat.
The two best friends were at a jewelry store named "Girl's Best Friend" to kick off their search. The German shepherd was praying that he would find the perfect one. He searched around every nook and cranny, up and down every aisle, for almost twenty minutes. Marshall assisted him in the search, but both failed to find one. Just as they were about to exit the tiny store and vacate to another, a peculiar scent sauntered his way into his nose.
"Dude…I think I found something," Chase motioned to his pal, as the dalmatian followed him. The scent took him all the way in the back of the store, where low and behold, there was a lone sunflower flower ring. It was the last one on the shelf, and it had a pink diamond in the middle. To show its authenticity, the flower even had its scent.
"It's perfect…" The german shepherd gasped in awe, his jaw dropping and eyes widening. The dally laughed as Chase laid his puppy dog eyes on the ring. The police dog was infatuated with its simple, yet elegant look. He imagined the love of his life putting it on her right ear, and for him, it was enough.
"You good, man?!" Marshall chuckled as he saw his best friend drooling. He had to physically shake Chase out of his love-driven stupor.
"What I meant to say was…that's the one." Chase remarked, pointing to the flower ring.
"Skye's gonna look really good with that." The fire dog imagined.
"I'll say." The german shepherd agreed.
"How much does it cost? Ryder gave you $300 as a loan." inquired Marshall. Chase took a moment to look how much cash he had on him.
"It's a hundred and fifty…I'm sold. You know what? You get the rest of the money so that you get a ring for Everest." The police dog decreed.
"Oh my god, really?! Dude, you're the man!" Marshall smiled as he embraced his best friend. Suddenly, the good vibes in the room came to a screeching halt. Chase's nose caught a whiff of something familiar…and unnerving.
"Bruh…" murmured the shepherd, sweat starting to trickle down his face.
"What?" asked Marshall in confusion. He thought that Chase had sniffed a crime taking place.
"You smell it?" Chase inquired the fire dog. They both caught the oh-so-familiar smell that the two had come to love- but not this time.
"Oh my god…Skye and Everest…they're in the mall…" Marshall whispered. Alarms began blaring through both their minds. Their secret plan of buying the girls flower rings was now in major jeopardy of being exposed. Like Ryder, Chase had extremely quick thinking-and it worked to his advantage.
"I have a plan…you go out in the food court and distract them if they come around. I'll buy the ring and look at the gold chains while you do so. If your plan fails, I'll be in that aisle." The police dog instructed the dalmatian.
"Got it." Marshall replied as he dashed out of the store in no moment's notice. He walked slowly into the food court and sat at one of the tables and took a moment to think. God, how does Chase think so fast like that? Coming up with a plan in three seconds flat to avoid utter embarrassment? Man, he's a genius. Oh, I see Skye and Everest. Gotta act natural. He saw the two girls running up to him.
"Hey, Marshall!"
"Whassup?"
"What are you guys doing in the mall? We've never seen you guys here."
"Chase and I wanted to look at the gold chains at one of the jewelry stores. Zuma wanted to buy one, and the both of us wanted to check it out." Marshall cleverly told his female friends.
"Really? That's what you guys do?" snickered the husky, expecting a better answer but not getting any.
"Oh yeah? What are you guys doing here?" The dalmatian shot back.
"We're just looking at the fancy clothes and diamonds that they have here. You know, what we always do." the cockapoo answered. Just then, out of nowhere, Everest and Skye's pup tags lit up and vibrated, catching their attention rapidly. This could only mean one thing: they were going on a mission.
"Skye! Everest! Can you hear me?" The boy called out through their pup tags.
"Yeah, Ryder. What do you need us for?" inquired the pilot.
"A trio of hikers got lost in the woods of Jake's Mountain, and have been separated for almost 12 hours. We need both of you to pitch in the effort to help find each of them. Jake and I are at the entrance of his resort. You both will meet us there." answered Ryder, giving a clear and concise description of what was occurring.
"We're on our way, Ryder!" Skye and Everest answered in unison.
"Thanks, pups. Ryder out." concluded the boy, ending the call.
"Hikers getting lost again?" groaned the dalmatian. Marshall felt bad for Everest doing the same job over and over again, being that he did so many different kinds of rescues.
"Afraid so…it's the only reason I get called to do any jobs anymore. And the occasional avalanche. I don't love my job like I used to." admitted Everest.
"Me neither. But very few know how to rescue a group of hikers like we do." Skye added, raising her best friend's morale.
"Preach, bestie. Anyways, we gotta go." The mountain rescue dog spoke up.
"Bye, Marshall! Tell Chase I said hi!" The cockapoo shouted to the fire dog as she dashed away.
"Bye, Marshy…love you." Everest said warmly, kissing her love on the lips for a few seconds.
"Love you too, Eve. Go get 'em." Marshall replied, giving her extra motivation as she sped after her best friend as fast as she could. As soon as the two girls were out of sight, Chase, who had been watching the whole time from the window of the store in curiosity, rushed out to him.
"Dude…they're gone…what happened?" The German shepherd asked, catching his breath from combined nerves and exhaustion.
"They got called by Ryder. They gotta find some lost hikers again." sighed the fire dog.
"Again? That's the third time this month." frowned the police dog. Everest didn't really like the 'rescue' part of her job as she used to. Most of her 'rescue' work just revolved around finding missing people in the woods because she knew them like clockwork or finding skiers in avalanches. She had done them since she was little, and with recent upticks in jobs persisting to those tasks, it was becoming more of a slight source of irritation for the husky.
"I'm so lucky that Ryder called them. I just barely talked to them long enough." Marshall sighed with relief.
"You did? What did you say?"
"I said that you were checking out the chains in the jewelry store. I was just about to point them over to another store nearby, but Ryder interrupted everything." The dally answered.
"Well, we did it. Our secret is safe, thanks to you." The German shepherd smiled, dapping up his BFF.
"Dude, if you were in my position, you would have been much worse. You're terrible at lying!" playfully protested the dalmatian. Chase was so good at being brutally honest that when he had to lie to cover himself or someone else up- it would be disastrous.
"True, true. I'm just thankful that you stuck up for me today." The police canine admitted, putting his arm around the fire dog's shoulder.
"No problem. When's your guys' 18th birthday anyway?" inquired Marshall.
"Just under 3 weeks from now. I'm actually older than Skye by 3 days, but Ryder is planning a birthday celebration for the both of us. Due to budget reasons." answered the german shepherd.
"Makes sense." agreed the dalmatian.
"You wanna go back and find a flower ring for Everest?" Chase asked.
"Absolutely. I think I know the one I'm looking for…" answered Marshall, the two walking back into the jewelry store they were in before. It sure was a pricey day, but it was a day that would foster a beginning of a great change in their-and the PAW Patrol- as they knew it.
THREE WEEKS LATER
Exactly three weeks after the flower ring escapade, the day finally happened. The magic number. 18. That was the age of complete physical maturity of the canine. The cockapoo and shepherd's birthdays were so close that Ryder and their fellow canine friends decided to celebrate both of their birthdays on the same day. Being that Chase was actually older by just three days, it made sense. It was morning, the sun beaming its radiance all over Adventure Bay. Chase and Skye were sleeping together on an incredibly large dog bed in the living room of the lookout soundly. As soon as the clock struck 8 AM, all silence in the lookout was shattered. By party streamers and their shrilling noise.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Ryder and their canine friends shouted with ecstasy.
"GAHHHH!" The cockapoo yelped in surprise, jumping off the pup bed and falling flat on her face.
"Oh my god, my ears are ringing…" Chase groaned, his head spinning as a result of the abrupt noise that awoke him.
"Looks like you're completely grown up now…goodness gracious…" Ryder smiled to himself, almost getting emotional at the thought of all his teenage canines becoming adults so soon.
"Welcome to the 18 club! How does it feel?!" Everest asked the couple. The husky was grateful that she wasn't the only canine adult any longer.
"Feels pretty lit so far." The german shepherd remarked nonchalantly.
"Owwww…judging from the surprise, I don't wanna be an adult just yet." Skye answered sarcastically, jumping back to her feet.
"Did you guys get us presents? Not to be snobs on this birthday celebration." The police canine asked.
"We sure did! We got a bunch of stuff for y'all!" Jasen answered enthusiastically.
"The first gift…is for Skye." Hailey spoke up as she handed the pilot canine her present.
"Really?" The cockapoo gasped, her eyes lighting up like the rays of the sun.
"It's from Everest and I." Hailey added while Skye looked at the present further. It was not a surprise for her, to say the least.
"You guys got me a book…1001 Romantic Poems?" Skye gasped, pretending to be shocked at the gift. Chase turned away, blushing because he knew it was a gift for him as well.
"Yeah, it was a very last-minute option. Hope you and Chase like it." Everest told her best friend.
"Oh, I love it! Thank you!" Skye gushed, embracing the two girls that she considered to be her true confidants. The three canines had gotten along very well together, and Hailey finally felt a semblance of belonging with the pilot and mountain rescue dog. As the trio grew closer, they saw that even though Hailey was living in a shelter in Orchard Park, she had still not yet been adopted. So, as a surprise for Zuma, Skye and Everest begged Katie to adopt Hailey as her own.
Being that Katie lived across the bridge from the lookout, transportation would no longer be an issue for the golden retriever if she ever wanted to visit her chocolate lab boyfriend or her two best pals. Katie accepted the offer immediately, and so, Hailey had a new home. When he heard the news that his girlfriend had a new home with Katie across the bridge from the lookout, Zuma couldn't be any happier. Their relationship actually grew stronger because of this, and Hailey never felt better in her entire life.
"What do you think, Chase? You planning on reading it with you-know-who?" The husky teased the german shepherd playfully. The police dog could only cover his face in sheer embarrassment as the other canines and Ryder laughed.
"Uhhh…yeah…definitely can't wait…" Chase admitted, trying to make the occasion less awkward than it already was.
"Chase…Skye…I have a surprise for both of you." Ryder spoke up as he motioned the PAW Patrol canines to come outside.
"Really?" The couple inquired. The boy nodded, taking the dogs to the front yard. There was a surprise, hidden under a large, standing blanket. He yanked it away to reveal a tall, sleek and slender machine. It was beyond state-of-the-art machine that launched tennis balls and frisbees at the same time; a godsend-like present for a creature with four legs.
"Woahhh!" All nine canines gasped as they laid their collective eyes on the contraption.
"Yep. It's a tennis ball launcher, frisbee launcher and a stick throwing machine. All built into one special package. And I made this myself, just for you two." Ryder spoke, turning attention to the birthday couple.
"How many tennis balls are in there?!" The german shepherd cried.
"Around 10. Same with the frisbees. Why don'cha test it out?" The boy suggested. After some quick teaching from their PAW Patrol leader, the german shepherd and cockapoo were running around, catching balls and frisbees like they were puppies once again.
"Look at them go. I haven't seen them have so much fun in a long time." Rocky noted, hearing Skye and Chase howling and laughing like turning 18 meant nothing.
"I would die to get this machine." Rubble sulked.
"Ryder, can you make one for each of us? I'm so jealous." Marshall asked the boy, knowing damn well what his answer was going to be.
"It was, unfortunately, pretty pricey for me to make. It took me a couple of months of free time and hard work to make it. So, you pups are gonna have to deal with the fact that this is just for them. Chase loves running after tennis balls, Skye loves catching frisbees in the air. It's just a perfect invention." Ryder answered.
It had been almost an hour, and after chasing tennis balls and frisbees in the very large front yard, the pilot and police dog were tuckered out. They were very grateful for the machine and convinced that it was sent from the gods above, but they had to listen to their inner selves. They were gassed. The couple trudged into the lookout and plopped themselves next to the AC. As if right on cue, it kicked in, relaxing the two. But not for too long.
"Yo, Chase! The boys and I got a surprise for you!" The chocolate lab called out to his police dog comrade, as the other dogs rushed to them, realizing that they were inside.
"Oh, shit, thanks guys! Pretty nice looking box there." Chase said with gratitude, gazing at the small, rectangular gift. After receiving it, he opened it, and it was something that came out of left field for him. Everyone gasped in awe. It was a present for a true-coming-of-age canine.
"Now that is classy." Hailey pointed out.
"Oh, brother." Skye groaned.
"You boys got me a box of Cuban cigars?" Chase inquired his male friends. They all were smiling proudly.
"The finest ones in the world for the best officer in the world. You're a grown man! You deserve them, brotha." Zuma proclaimed, shaking the paw of his police dog friend.
"Mannn…how on earth do I do this?" He asked the water rescue dog, who he assumed was the mastermind behind the present.
"You just put the fat dart in your mouth, inhale deeply and exhale. It's like breathing. Go ahead, light that thing up." Zuma encouraged him. The German shepherd did as he was told. Soon, it became an easy pattern to recognize. He smiled as he lit up for the third time in less than a minute, and it was the sign that Chase was enjoying it. The male dogs cheered and howled for the german shepherd.
"You're a true man now. Nobody's stopping you now!" Rocky proclaimed.
"Wow, look at you. You're lighting it like a pro!" observed Zuma, impressed as to how quickly the police dog took to the cigar.
"Joe Burrow better watch out with you smoking the fat one!" Rubble joked.
"Exactly." Chase replied as he inhaled the smoke deeply, and exhaled yet another round of cigar smoke. He grew to like the sensation of smoke coming in and out of his body, feeling like a real-life Mafia gangster.
"How does it feel, my man?" Jasen asked with curiosity.
"Feels good, not gonna lie. Thanks, my boys. Really means a lot." The German shepherd thanked his friends.
"The decision to get you this gift bestowed upon you was mostly unanimous. But there was one exception." Rocky commented, every one of the boys not named Chase turning their eyes to the spotted canine in the room.
"Chase, look. I'm not against you hitting a cigar. It's just that I don't want you to get addicted." Marshall admitted. Since he was a part-time doctor, he was always cautious about his friends doing any kind of drugs.
"Nah, man. You're good. You don't have to worry about me. I'm not gonna get addicted, mark my word." Chase dutifully swore to his dalmatian best friend. But Marshall wasn't done yet. With Ryder out of the canines' presence, he felt comfortable doing an expose' on the chocolate lab.
"Same with Zuma. Looking at you, buddy." He said, turning to the water rescue dog.
"Ok…I guess I'll say it now, because Doctor Marshall coerced me into this. He caught me smoking weed." Zuma confessed. This was not exactly a shock to everyone in the room, but a few were still stunned.
"You've done it? The 420 blaze it? The devil's lettuce?" Everest inquired.
"Now that I think about it, it makes sense that you smoke." Jasen told the chocolate lab, understanding that Zuma had a very good knowledge of the nightlife and went to the Hound Dog, a very popular canines-only club in Orchard Park twice a month.
"You do it with the pipe? I remember dogs doing it the one time I went to the Hound Dog nightclub, when I met Jasen for the first time." Rocky asked the water rescue dog.
"It's true. I've seen it firsthand." Rubble interjected.
"Nah. He does it the old fashioned way. Through the blunt." Hailey answered. The other pups were weirded out by the fact that Zuma's girlfriend seemed to know this fact before the rest of them did.
"Yeah. Hailey and I've done it before, and it's not a big deal. Spotty white boy caught us, though." The chocolate lab foretold, a small chuckle coming out of him.
"It seemed like you guys were having a good time." Marshall added, laughing as well. It had been three weeks ago when he caught them both smoking pot in his orange pup house late one night. The smell, the red eyes and the weird, trippy music gave it all away.
"We were listening to Frank Ocean. Best trip ever." Hailey spoke up. That night was the first time that she used anything like drugs-combined with the trip that she went through along with her boyfriend made it a better experience than she could have imagined.
"You said it, babe." Zuma smiled warmly, the two nuzzling each other afterwards.
"Frank Ocean hits different when you're high as fuck." Hailey declared to her friends, who rolled their eyes in response.
"You guys are not gonna get addicted though, right? I just don't want Ryder to punish you guys if he finds out." The German shepherd inquired the couple.
"Yeah, we're not those kinds of hooligans. We only do it occasionally. And when we do get high, it's not too high." Zuma answered.
"I asked because I'm a cop. I've sniffed every legal and illegal drug known to man or dog. Cigarettes. Meth. Cocaine. LSD. Heroin. Ecstasy. Name it, I know the scent." The police dog replied candidly.
"I know he's a cop, but he's actually sniffed meth without going crazy? That's badass." Jasen whispered to the mix.
"You gonna drink today, guys? You're both practically old enough." The bulldog asked the birthday boy and girl.
"Not right away, though. Chase and I are gonna go to that restaurant we went to on our first date tonight. We're finally gonna have that sirloin steak we should have had a long time ago." The cockapoo replied, the two holding paws and sharing a loving gaze into each others' eyes after she spoke.
"Yeah…don't overdo it and get drunk. Like a certain someone." Marshall slyly remarked. Everyone turned in the direction of Everest, and not in a friendly, joking manner like usual.
On her 18th birthday, Everest, the pups, and Ryder all went to Jake's cabin to celebrate the occasion. It started out great. For about an hour. To help ring in her coming-of-age, Jake gave a 12 pack of Budweiser beer cans to the husky. In true Everest fashion, she chugged the first can of beer easily. Everyone cheered her on, not really thinking much of it. But things got a little weird as she kept drinking. And drinking. And drinking. Her friends asked her to slow down, but she told them off because it was her birthday and she could do "whatever she wanted". In all, Everest drank 6 cans of Budweiser in just 30 minutes.
Not much later she downed the 6th one, she got madly plastered. She was walking like a dunce, couldn't talk right and wanted to make some seriously weird decisions (she even wanted to do donuts in the snow outside with her Snowcat, but Jake put a stop to it). Everest became much more belligerent and incoherent than usual, and everyone was very uncomfortable, to say the least. But Marshall was the biggest victim of his drunk girlfriend's attitude. She asked him to mate with her right there in front of everybody three times. It got so bad that Marshall had to ask Ryder to get her away from him. Jake decided to end the whole party then and there, escorting the husky to his bedroom so she could sleep. Being supremely uncomfortable by the whole ordeal, as soon as Everest was out of his sight, the dalmatian started crying. He, and everybody else, never expected Everest to be like this at all. It was like she completely changed. Everyone involved felt bad for him. Rocky, Rubble, Zuma and Chase had seen enough, and they all left. The rest decided to stay the night.
The very next morning, Everest experienced a horrible hangover worse than she could have ever pictured. Throwing up? Check. Miserable? Check. So messed up that you could barely move your muscles? Triple check. The hangover was so bad for the husky that she got sick for three days. Everest couldn't remember anything that happened the night before after she popped that sixth drink, but she still felt terrible after Ryder, Skye, Jake and Marshall told her about what she did.
She couldn't imagine how much pain Marshall suffered. When he talked to her that morning after, the dalmatian got emotional about how uncomfortable he got around her. The last thing he wanted to be around his girlfriend was uneasy. After hearing Marshall's testimony, she ended up shedding tears as well. She promised not to drink heavily ever again, and ever since, she held up on that promise. She even stayed sober-for his sake. The whole night of Everest's 18th birthday was a night that everyone wanted to forget, but couldn't.
The border collie and golden retriever sat in confusion, as they didn't meet the PAW Patrol before then. Everest became deeply embarrassed, obviously having no recollections of that night in particular. She hung her head in shame and her ears dropped.
"Jasen…Hailey…when you guys turn 18, be responsible. Don't do any crazy bullshit like I got myself into." The mountain rescue dog told them plainly.
"Words well said, Everest." Jasen remarked.
"That, right there, is true growth." Hailey spoke up.
"You got enough money this time to spend on the steak?" Jasen asked the cockapoo and german shepherd.
"We sure do." The German shepherd answered. A few moments later, the police dog felt like he had a problem to get himself out of. He turned to his #1 best friend: a spotted canine who knew him as well as anyone.
"Yo, can I talk to you in private for a sec?"
"Yeah, man, what is it?" Marshall asked, as the two went over to the elevator. There, they sat atop of the lookout where nobody could hear them. Skye and the others were a bit weirded out by the sudden absence, but paid no mind to it.
"You know…about the proposal…I'm actually gonna wait a few days on it." Chase spoke. This shocked the dalmatian. Marshall actually thought that he was going to pop the question that same day.
"Really? You are? But why? You're both old enough. You want each other for the rest of your lives. I'm very sure that she would say yes, Chase." The dally insisted.
"I know that. I'm ready for the commitment. But…I don't know if she is ready for that big of a jump yet." The german shepherd sighed.
"Dude…I think you gotta do this as soon as you can. The heart knows what it wants. Don't play the waiting game for something like this." The fire dog whined quietly.
"I'm not gonna wait for more than a week, Marshall. I just want to experience being an adult for a few days. I don't want to rush such an important occasion." reasoned Chase.
"All right. I trust you. Anyways, what are you thinking about for a proposal?" inquired the fire dog.
"I've already talked with someone very important to her about it." The german shepherd spoke, beginning to whisper his confidential plan for the biggest question he would ever ask.
"You're a fucking genius. You're gonna get engaged in no time." Marshall beamed, embracing his friend.