Chapter 13: A Threatening
A/N: Sorry, for the wait. I'm not sure about the chapter title this time. If you have better ideas PM me. But nonetheless have fun reading.
Sweetie's POV (6 days):
'I have to win or my life will be over.' Being finally left alone by my 'brother' I looked around to get an inspiration for the show. Noticing a familiar gray coat I went into that direction until I suddenly stopped. 'Who's that girl standing right next to Rocky? And why is she having such a good time being near him? The only girl having such a good time just being around him should be me!' Looking around for something to throw at her I got an idea for the show. "That's it!" I exclaimed getting some weird glances from the others around me. But this I didn't mind. "Now I know what to do. All I have to do now is to find the right person and then ..." "What do you mean?" The sudden voice from beside me got me startled. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice you here. What are you doing here at the show, Marshall?" "I'm here for the dog show. Well, more for the possibility that someone got hurt. I won't participate in the show itself. By the way, I noticed you to be somewhat nervous. Is everything alright?" 'Dang it. He noticed. There are easily hundreds of dogs here and he noticed me?' "Just to remind you you're still injured. Don't do anything to dangerous or physical exhausting. That's an instruction as your medic." "Sure, I'll do as you said. Do you happen to know … Where did he go?" Looking around I didn't see him anymore. "Well, never mind. Back to looking for the right person." Finally I found him. "Excuse me, Sir, could we please talk for a minute? I've got something to get prepaired for my entry."
?' POV (still 6 days):
"Now's the time to get even, Paw Patrol." A shadowy figure said to himself. "Now you're going to pay for all the pain you brought to me." Grinning the figure remained lurking in the shadows.
Chase' POV (6 days):
"Allright, all is set. The safety for the contestans is assured, Ryder, sir." "Thanks, Chase. The rest is up to me. You can go prepare now if you want to participate, too." For a moment I was tempted to do so. But I would probably make a fool out of myself. "Thanks, Ryder, but I think I sit this one out. I'm not into such a competition." "You're not going to participate? That's a shame. I was so looking forward to see you in it." Hearing the voice of a certain Cockapoo my heart stopped a beat just to start beating faster as if it was trying to win a race. "I mean, I … uh I wouldn't want to be a show off. Yeah, that's the reason I'm not participating." 'Nice try, Chase. Now she'll think of you as a coward. Why do things like this happen to me all the time? Everytime I want to tell her how I feel I have to sabotage myself. Why can't I just tell her 'I really really like you'? What is wrong with me?' "Can I ask you a question in private, Chase?" 'What? Did she really ask me that? Well, obviously, but why now?' "Sure. There's a room for the equipment over there. We can talk in there." 'Alone. With Skye. In a dimly lit room. What are you thinking, Chase?' 'Just shut up, Inner-Chase. There's nothing wrong with it. She wanted to talk in private and I offered the place to do so.'
"Here we are. So what is it you wanted to talk about?" "It's about Sweetie." 'Ugh, does she wants to talk about 'her' everytime we talk?' "Listen, Chase. I know you can't stand her, but she had a hard time in life, too. She can be really nice once you get to know her. Would you stop being ugly to her and try to be a friend to her or at least leave her alone. I have to say, I can't stand your attitude any longer. She wants to be nice, she's working hard to be, and all you do is making it harder for than it already is. I know that Marshall already threatened to cancel your friendship and as far as I'm concerned he's right. I hate to say it, but if you don't try, I have to cancel our friendship, too." I was shocked. Skye, the love of my life, wants to cancel our friendship? Just because I don't accept that … well, I won't make the same twice. "Sure, Skye. I promise, I'll try." "Thanks, Chasey." With that she gave me a quick lick onto my cheek. I'm not sure, but I think I saw a small blush on hers. Once I came to me I was all alone and just the small wet spot on my cheek was evidence of what happened here in the storage room. '(Sigh) Now I have to try being nice to Sweetie.'
A/N: That's it for today. And again PM me if you have recommendations. Otherwise stay tuned, like always.