p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="b9447a7ad7028f20033a3a49ee884323"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"Sweetie's POV:/u/em/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="c35e4c2aa92802e6728a618ed1c5a544"I woke up in my bed. I thought that was real. But it was just a nightmare. As soon as I tried to move, something was holding me. I turned around and was shocked. Chase. He was peacefully sleeping and smiling. Why is he sleeping here? Was that nightmare or a reality?/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="b55615f8579bcd554f28db7109ae646f"em style="box-sizing: border-box;""Sweetie, what are you up to again?" Princess asked her pup. "I-I'm just going to eat something" Sweetie responded, with her head down. "Oh, so just making excuses again? Try to steal that crown and I will disown you!" She kicked the small pup to the corner. Sweetie started bleeding. "When you start to think about this, clean the mess you made" she left the hall. Sweetie was crying. No one listened to her, no one likes her. She is desperate. "I should just end this" She said to herself. She got up, but immediately fell down because of pain. She was still bleeding from that kick. "Oh well, this can end like this too." she said, and just stayed there. She was giving up and closed her eyes. Then, she heard Chase. She opened her eyes, just to see Chase running to her. She immediately closed them due to pain from the body. "No, No, No, Sweetie!" he cried. "Sweetie, don't go, I-I love you."/em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="6289a58a6668e7d6de1933a8affd0585"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"End of flashback/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="6b02d3efc825bc8690170f05b402f73a"Did I faint there? I looked on my body, and there was just the bruises from princess. I carefully moved away from Chase, and jumped down from bed. I looked for my old vest, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I went to the hall, to look if it is there. I searched the shelves, and found it. I put it on me carefully, because the bruises wasn't too old. em style="box-sizing: border-box;" /emI went to the kitchen to look for some food for me, and presumably Chase. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Does he actually loves me? /emI remebered my nightmare and the words that Chase said there. "Why would he liked me? After all, he is just doing this, so that princess would be happy." I said kinda loudly to myself. I poured food to two bowls, and laid them next to each other. I then just sat there and looked at the bowls. "Good morning Sweetie." I heard from my back. I turned around and saw Chase, who just woke up. "Good morning to you too." I smiled at him. I moved one of the bowls closer to him. I looked at my bowl, and started eating food in it. "Hey, um, Sweetie?" he asked me. "Yeah?" "I wanna apologized, that I slept in your bed. I-In night, you fell down from bed, so I put you back up, but you were holding on me, so I couldn't leave." he told me. "Oh, It's alright, I slept really good this night." I replied to him, smiling. I in fact did, not counting the nightmare I had. Maybe it's because of him? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="563c6b68bff7b70ef830d6550d7f9736"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"Chase's POV:/u/em/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="8749eb0ae169d8411f2dabe5ad75339f"I don't know why, but I slept really good this night. But why did I slept there? She is a royal pup, I can be punished for that. But she looked really cute when she was sleeping. "Chase, are you okay?" I was asked by Sweetie. I felt that I'm blushing. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Do you want to do something?" I asked her, trying not to blush. Why am I even blushing in the first place. Do I like Sweetie? Surely not. I mean, she is sweet, caring, pretty. Wait...maybe I like her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="c2fa7c257e8de34e5fc756e2a73a71db""Eh, Chase, can I ask you something?" we finished eating breakfast and went outside the castle to the garden. "Yeah, what is it?" She looks at me. Her eyes are so pretty. "Do you think we can be friends?" She asks me, like she is scared. "Do you want to?" I answered her. I thought that we were friends. "Well, I don't know Chase. I've never had a friend." "You never had friends?" I asked her confused. "I told you why, and everyone who wanted to be my friend, just wanted to meet royal family." she told me. Why is she treated like that? "Oh, of course I will be your friend, Sweetie." I came to her closer and hugged her. She was shocked, but then leaned on me. I broke the hug and moved away. "I just don't understand why everyone is treating you differently. You are just so sweet pup, why then everyone hates you. You've done somethings wrong, but everyone just moved on." she looked sad. "Well, I've never been to good with relationships and friendships. I was always like the bad friend of them. But I was just little pup, I'm trying to change, but they still see me as the bad pup." I listened to her, trying not to cry wth her. "But they now live far away, and the only friend that I have is Busby, which I created." She looked to the ground and fell on it. I came to her. "But you can make new ones, even if they know you already." she looked at me with her sad puppy eyes. "You really think so?" "Yeah, maybe you can make friends with the Paw Patrol even." her tail started to wiggle. But then stopped. "No, I can't make friends with the Paw Patrol, I've done very bad things to you guys." I hugged her. "But I am your friend, and you done bad things to me as well, but I see only the good things on you." she smiled and returned the hug./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="c35e4c2aa92802e6728a618ed1c5a544"I woke up in my bed. I thought that was real. But it was just a nightmare. As soon as I tried to move, something was holding me. I turned around and was shocked. Chase. He was peacefully sleeping and smiling. Why is he sleeping here? Was that nightmare or a reality?/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="4a6936aac5190db2e6b5f2554e653768"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"Flashback to nightmare/u/em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="b55615f8579bcd554f28db7109ae646f"em style="box-sizing: border-box;""Sweetie, what are you up to again?" Princess asked her pup. "I-I'm just going to eat something" Sweetie responded, with her head down. "Oh, so just making excuses again? Try to steal that crown and I will disown you!" She kicked the small pup to the corner. Sweetie started bleeding. "When you start to think about this, clean the mess you made" she left the hall. Sweetie was crying. No one listened to her, no one likes her. She is desperate. "I should just end this" She said to herself. She got up, but immediately fell down because of pain. She was still bleeding from that kick. "Oh well, this can end like this too." she said, and just stayed there. She was giving up and closed her eyes. Then, she heard Chase. She opened her eyes, just to see Chase running to her. She immediately closed them due to pain from the body. "No, No, No, Sweetie!" he cried. "Sweetie, don't go, I-I love you."/em/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="6289a58a6668e7d6de1933a8affd0585"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"End of flashback/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="6b02d3efc825bc8690170f05b402f73a"Did I faint there? I looked on my body, and there was just the bruises from princess. I carefully moved away from Chase, and jumped down from bed. I looked for my old vest, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I went to the hall, to look if it is there. I searched the shelves, and found it. I put it on me carefully, because the bruises wasn't too old. em style="box-sizing: border-box;" /emI went to the kitchen to look for some food for me, and presumably Chase. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Does he actually loves me? /emI remebered my nightmare and the words that Chase said there. "Why would he liked me? After all, he is just doing this, so that princess would be happy." I said kinda loudly to myself. I poured food to two bowls, and laid them next to each other. I then just sat there and looked at the bowls. "Good morning Sweetie." I heard from my back. I turned around and saw Chase, who just woke up. "Good morning to you too." I smiled at him. I moved one of the bowls closer to him. I looked at my bowl, and started eating food in it. "Hey, um, Sweetie?" he asked me. "Yeah?" "I wanna apologized, that I slept in your bed. I-In night, you fell down from bed, so I put you back up, but you were holding on me, so I couldn't leave." he told me. "Oh, It's alright, I slept really good this night." I replied to him, smiling. I in fact did, not counting the nightmare I had. Maybe it's because of him? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="563c6b68bff7b70ef830d6550d7f9736"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"Chase's POV:/u/em/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="8749eb0ae169d8411f2dabe5ad75339f"I don't know why, but I slept really good this night. But why did I slept there? She is a royal pup, I can be punished for that. But she looked really cute when she was sleeping. "Chase, are you okay?" I was asked by Sweetie. I felt that I'm blushing. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Do you want to do something?" I asked her, trying not to blush. Why am I even blushing in the first place. Do I like Sweetie? Surely not. I mean, she is sweet, caring, pretty. Wait...maybe I like her./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="c2fa7c257e8de34e5fc756e2a73a71db""Eh, Chase, can I ask you something?" we finished eating breakfast and went outside the castle to the garden. "Yeah, what is it?" She looks at me. Her eyes are so pretty. "Do you think we can be friends?" She asks me, like she is scared. "Do you want to?" I answered her. I thought that we were friends. "Well, I don't know Chase. I've never had a friend." "You never had friends?" I asked her confused. "I told you why, and everyone who wanted to be my friend, just wanted to meet royal family." she told me. Why is she treated like that? "Oh, of course I will be your friend, Sweetie." I came to her closer and hugged her. She was shocked, but then leaned on me. I broke the hug and moved away. "I just don't understand why everyone is treating you differently. You are just so sweet pup, why then everyone hates you. You've done somethings wrong, but everyone just moved on." she looked sad. "Well, I've never been to good with relationships and friendships. I was always like the bad friend of them. But I was just little pup, I'm trying to change, but they still see me as the bad pup." I listened to her, trying not to cry wth her. "But they now live far away, and the only friend that I have is Busby, which I created." She looked to the ground and fell on it. I came to her. "But you can make new ones, even if they know you already." she looked at me with her sad puppy eyes. "You really think so?" "Yeah, maybe you can make friends with the Paw Patrol even." her tail started to wiggle. But then stopped. "No, I can't make friends with the Paw Patrol, I've done very bad things to you guys." I hugged her. "But I am your friend, and you done bad things to me as well, but I see only the good things on you." she smiled and returned the hug./p
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