AN: So I heard that there is going to be a pup villain named Sweetie in Season 4. I don't know if this is true or not, but I welcome it. Since the only villain, we have had is Mayor Humdinger and his cats. Having a dog villain would be nice. My guess is she's the typical rich brat that pretends to be nice and sweet but is really a bitch. Pun not intended.

Disclaimer: I don't own Paw Patrol

***Wiener Dogs***

After a nice pep up at Katie's, both Skye and Everest decided to head back to the Lookout to see what was going on with the boys. "I just love the way your hair curls like that Skye," complimented Everest as Skye gave her head a twirl.

"Well, I think your coat looks beautiful after being brushed so many times," replied Skye which made the husky giggle. "So what do you think the boys are up to?"

"Who knows. I bet they're just acting like guys since we're not around to 'girly up' their man zones," joked Everest as they were about to head inside through the doors when they heard something that made them freeze up.

"Come on, Marshall! Show us your wiener!" shouted Rubble from inside.

Both girls eyes widened like a deer staring into headlights as they slowly looked at each other. "D-did you just hear that?" asked Everest, shivering.

"Y-y-yeah…"

"One second, it's really big so I wanna make sure you can see all of it," said Marshall's voice.

Everest slowly began to turn red in the cheeks.

"Ta da!" shouted Marshall.

"Woah! That's huge!" shouted Rocky.

"Seriously dude, I'm jealous," commented Zuma who then sighed. "My wiener isn't that big or long."

"Hey, sometimes it's about how much meat is inside it, not the size or shape, Zuma," commented Chase. "Although, I can't tell if mine or Marshall's is bigger."

Now Skye was turning red.

"Hey, let's put them together and find out!" shouted Rubble. "I got mine!"

"Okay, put them real close now!"

Dirty images were now vividly showing themselves inside the girls head as the five boys argued on who was bigger.

"You know, I have to admit, Marshall. Your wiener looks so good I can eat it," said Rocky, which made the girls turn green at the thought.

However, to their horror, Marshall replied, "Sure, have a bite."

"Is… is he… is Marshall and Rocky…" whimpered Everest who didn't know if she should be upset that her crush was gay or turned on by the idea of two guys doing it.

"S-sorry, for Marshall being… you know…" whispered Skye.

"Mmmm, it's good," muttered Rocky, sighing in satisfaction. "You think Ryder will like our wiener? We do have a lot."

"I don't see why not. He likes them just as much as we do," said Chase.

"Oh god, I'm going to be sick," muttered Skye as she tried to hold in her lunch. Her owner. Her friend. Was he that sick?!

"Hey, Chase aren't you gonna eat it?" asked Zuma.

"Nah, I'm gonna give it to Skye. She looked really hungry when she left with Everest. Think they'll be back soon?" asked Chase.

"Woah, Chase really wants to go adult," whispered Everest, turning to a shocked Skye. "Looks like you two are gonna be mates soon."

"I don't… but I'm… we're…" stuttered Skye, turning so red she looked ready to pop.

"Hey, Marshall look out!" shouted Chase suddenly before a crash was heard. "Ah man! You broke it!"

At that sentence, Skye barged in and shouted, "Quick put it in ice and… and…"

She, and Everest, were stunned to see that instead of something inappropriate and wrong, they were seeing a bunch of hotdogs in plates around the boys. Realizing that the term "wiener" was for something else, the girls sighed in relief. "Um, I guess you can do that but I prefer my hotdogs warm," said Chase, shrugging his shoulders as he helped Marshall up.

"What's wrong with you two? You look like you've seen a horror movies," pointed out Rubble.

"Um, nothing!" shouted Everest, as she slowly stepped back. "We're just gonna go take a long walk."

"Yeah," replied Skye, following suit. "A very long walk."

With that said, the two girls were gone.

"That was weird," said Zuma before shrugging. "Oh well. You guys wanna have a gay orgy after eating?"

"Hell yeah!" said the other pups.

***Why Tracker Really Hates The Dark***

He couldn't sleep. It was happening again. This always happed around this time at night, around this very part of the year. He knew the other animals in the jungle couldn't help it, but was it so hard for them to just shut up so he could get some sleep.

He did his best to cover his ears, but that didn't even help one bit. He could hear the snakes, tigers, elephants, parrots, and other animals at work. And they weren't stopping.

He tried to use the earplugs that Carlos gave him as a gift when he moved into his house, but they weren't working this time. They were all too loud. All to passionate. All to driven by their inner desires.

Tracker sighed as he gave up and prepared for another night of restlessness. "I hate mating season…"

***Fan Mail***

"So did we get fan mail again?" asked Chase as Skye and Rocky brought the bag of letters into the living room.

"Yup, looks to be heavier than last month's," said Skye as she wiped the sweat from her bro. "Don't know why we keep doing this. We all know what these contain."

"Ryder still wants us to go through them all," said Chase, shrugging his shoulders. "And orders are orders."

"Ugh, I hate that we're the ones who have to do this," grumbled Rocky, as he started taking a few out.

"Well, Zuma is traumatized from the last set and Rubble and Marshall aren't allowed anymore after they tried to firebomb the post office," pointed out Skye as she took a few letters herself.

"So which pairing do you think will win this time?" asked Chase as he pulled out few drawings of him and his friends kissing or flirting.

"Rubble and Zuma won last month. My guess is Tracker and Rocky since he's knew and he did kinda save your life, Rocky," muttered Skye, setting aside a fanfic of Marshall getting pregnant by Chase.

Rocky rolled his eyes. "Don't remind me. I saw my life flashing before my eyes thanks to that stupid parrot."

For a while, the three of them went through the various fan mails that were ranged from cute to saucy to NSFW and all in between. That was until Chase decided to ask, "Hey, guys. You ever wonder who makes all this stuff? I mean who has the time to dedicate that much effort to making fake romances between a couple of pups?"

***Meanwhile***

"And done!" said Alex as he finished his most recent drawing of Tracker holding Rocky while kissing him under a jungle tree. "Perfect! Now to finish my Chase and Skye fanfic where its revealed they are actually twins!"