Paw Patrol Xtra Shorts
Short eleven: Chase Interrogating Claw
Claw was sitting in Chase's room at the Paw Patrol lookout, looking bored as he noticed Chase coming in while wearing his police pup uniform. Chase wasn't ready for any nonsense about the attack that happened in Barkingburg, so he got straight to the point. "Let's get down to business Claw. You helped Charm steal the Dragon's Tooth from Barkingburg, and somehow, that's gonna help him with whatever he has planned later down the line."
"Well that's pretty obvious. He wouldn't have taken it otherwise." Claw pointed out, and then he questioned why exactly Chase was doing this. "Why bother with this charade anyway? We both know you and the Paw Patrol have no clue as to where Charm's main base is."
"And you wouldn't?" Chase retorted, and he then walked closer to Claw, looking directly at him as he pointed out just how prepared Claw was. "I've been fighting Charm long enough to know he'd never risk letting anyone who would backstab him know where his main base was. He has to have told you something."
Claw scoffed before informing Chase that he was out of luck in that regard. "Good luck with that one. Even if I DID know where Charm's base was, I wouldn't tell any of you a thing about it."
Chase put his paw directly up to Claw's stomach before looking him directly in the eyes with a stern look. "You wanna test that theory?" Claw was unsure of what exactly Chase was planning, and the German Shepherd made it very clear that it wouldn't be something Claw would be fond of. "I don't handle interrogations lightly Claw. If we find each other in the same room and I'm digging into you, I'll do everything I have to in order to get info out of you." Claw knew Chase wasn't messing around, even with what he said next. "So you gonna play nice, or nasty?"
Claw knew that Chase wasn't a malicious pup, or at least he wasn't one to be needlessly cruel to someone. Hoping he would be able to get out of this one safely, he decided to call his bluff. "Ha! You're joking, right!? If that's not the easiest to see bluff I've ever seen then I don't know what is!"
Claw laughed some more, and Chase saw that he was gonna have to give him some more power as he gave a sly grin to the audience. He then looked back to Claw with that same grin and caught him off guard by pointing his butt directly at his face. "Your loss." Claw reacted instantly and bit Chase's butt, which made Chase flinch, but it was clear that he was actually enjoying it a little. "Ooh la laaa. Someone wants some nasty fun." Claw became worried when he saw that wasn't working, and Chase then sighed of relief as he unleashed a yellow cloud into Claw's face from his butt...
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The next day, loud farting and burping was heard with the ground shaking...
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...Chase was revealed to be taking a shower with his butt vibrating violently as he had it pointed out with his farting and burping continuing as he scrubbed the shampoo on his head.
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...Once Chase was finished, he continued to take his shower, scrubbing extra hard now that he could actually wash off his scent. He laughed a bit as he commented on how long he was burping and farting for. "Ten and a half hours for farting, and five hours for burping. That's gotta be a new record for both." Chase started scrubbing his butt to get the scent off of it, knowing that his butt would need the most scrubbing out of all of his body parts.
Chase left the bathroom after he was sure he got all of the scent off of him, and he couldn't help thinking about how tough Claw was. 'I should've guessed that fart torture wasn't gonna be Claw's weakness. I'll have to keep testing stuff to see what sticks. After all, everyone has at least one weakness." Chase went into the kitchen where everyone was eating breakfast, and after Flare offered him his plate, he noticed Snow wasn't with them. "Thanks Flare. Where's Snow?"
"She had a fever when I woke up, so I decided to let her stay in bed a little longer." Everest informed Chase, and then she laughed a bit before referencing his super long fart. "If it helps, I don't think you had anything to do with that."
Chase grinned proudly in response to that with Zuma chiming in on the humor. "Yeah. I think we all know why you put that quawantine sign on your bedwoom door."
Chase noticed a sense of concern in Zuma's voice, deciding to help him feel better about this. "I'm sorry Zuma. I know this is hard for you, with your history with Claw and all." Zuma nodded his head yes, and Chase let Zuma know that he wouldn't do more than he felt he had to. "I won't resort to any violent methods with him. No one got hurt in the Barkingburg attack, at least not too severely, so I don't have to do anything that would classify as harsh."
Zuma did feel a little better after that. At least he knew Claw would be okay physically. "Thanks Chase. Hopefully Claw just isn't in the wight state of mind wight now." Chase nodded in agreement to that, and then he got started with his breakfast by chowing down on the scrambled eggs. And as always with Flare's cooking, it was absolutely fantastic. Always a good way to start off a morning for anyone.
