AN: Welcome to Chase x Sweetie the chapter. God I love this ship, and I'm personally sorry to anyone who ain't a big fan of the ships and more of the story so... sorry.
Chase silently opened the door, looking around. The small pup was nowhere to be seen. Chase frowned, closing the door behind him as he walked around the castle, on the lookout for Sweetie. Since breakfast yesterday he wondered where she had run off to. He hasn't seen her much, only at breakfast and once it was time for bed. He frowned, unsure of where exactly to look for his target. Left and right, up and down he searched the castle. To no avail, he couldn't find the pup anywhere. He groaned in defeat, and so went to wake up the Princess in time for breakfast.
After his failure of finding Sweetie he was granted success in waking the Princess, and escorting her to the dining table. This time, The Princess would be given toast with eggs. Chase was also asked what he wanted for breakfast, and he responded again with a burger. Sweetie's bowl was untouched, and her mini burgers were sitting there. Chase looked confused but his confusion seemingly solved itself when Sweetie walked into the room and sat down at her bowl. Busby in tow this time around.
"A burger for you, my pup!" The Princess would place down a blue coloured bowl, decorated with plenty of yellow stars, and in it lay his breakfast burger, just as he asked. Chase gasped, his tail wagging quickly behind him.
"T-This is for me?!" He asked, practical stars in his eyes, and the Princess nodded, giggling before getting back to her own breakfast. Chase happily dug into his meal with delight, resting on his belly and munching away at his burger.
However, Sweetie didn't eat a bite, staring at Chase, a new look in her eye. She huffed, audibly before stomping away. Busby behind her. Chase flinched in response to this. He flinched and found himself rushing after her, leaving an half eaten burger in his stead. Chase followed her into the hallway, and she was nowhere to be seen again- but Busby was rolling away at a slow pace. Chase decided to follow the pup's favorite toy. Slowly yet surely, Chase followed Busby around the large castle. Eventually Busby met a door, and began to bump into it, repeatedly, kind of knocking. When someone came to the door Chase was surprised when Sweetie was the one opening it. Chase gasped and so did Sweetie while Busby rolled inside. The two of them glared at each other for a moment before suddenly... SLAM! Sweetie was quick to shove the door in Chase's face and right on his snout. Chase howled in pain, groaning. He held a paw to his nose, which he was sure was bleeding before knocking on the door once more. "S-Sweetie?"
"Go away, you mutt!" She angrily barked from the other side of the door. Chase flinched, frowning as he slowly backed up.
"Can you atleast tell me why you've been avoiding me since yesterday?" He asked, gently scratching at the door. She gave him no response. "Sweetie?" Chase asked once more.
"You're stealing the Princess from me, you mutt!" She barked, followed by the sound of whimpering from behind the door. Chase flinched, before looking back. Since he's gotten here he has only spent time with her majesty, so she wasn't wrong. But it seemed like she was suffering a bit since he got there.
"Sweetie, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was upsetting you by hanging out with the Princess. I-If possible, I-I can hang out with her less..?"
There was no response, and slowly the door creaked open. Sweetie glared at Chase from the other side. "Will you leave and not come back..?" She huffed.
Chase frowned, looking away while still holding his nose. "I... I don't think I'm strong enough to do that." Sweetie huffed in annoyance, ready to slam the door once more before Chase stopped her. "B-but!" He paused, glancing at her nervously. "I can hang out with you..." Chase whimpered.
This made Sweetie gasp, as he offered to hang out with her. She felt her cheeks grow warm as she stared up at him. They locked eyes for a moment before she slowly opened up the door. "I... suppose that would be an ideal punishment, for now." She huffed before walking off, with Busby. "Well, c'mon then." She glanced back at him before leading him off to who knows where. Chase found himself smiling, feeling as if the tension had decreased somewhat between the two. He slowly let his paw off of his snout, a bit of blood trickling down, but he was sure to wipe that off and follow. Chase followed Sweetie around the castle, alright right behind her, by chance he attempted to walk beside her, she would pick up the pace and make her way in front of him again. In a sense it was her thinking of herself as superior to him rather than the two being equals. Chase was led into another room, akin to the earlier one, either that or she just led him in a circle. She opened the door and closed it behind him.
"Welcome to my room, mutt... Don't go around and touch anything you please." She commanded, sternly as she walked inside. The room's wall was coated in purple, and the floor was made of fake grass. Toys of all varieties were scattered across the room, chew toys, squeaky toys, just plain old snuggling toys as well. Chase found a tugging rope he was quite fond of but didn't disobey Sweetie's wishes. There was a large pup house in the middle of the room, which was practically the size of a children's tree house. Chase gasped, "whoa, how are you even able to fit this stuff in here?"
"Hmph, they built it inside of here, as if they could force it through the door," she rolled her eyes before walking into her massive pup house and jumping onto the bed inside. She sprawled across of it, now biting into a chew toy she found atop of the bed. Chase walked in and sat at the side of her bed, looking around.
"Whoa, it's really nice in here." Chase smiled, looking around. Sweetie huffed, looking away. She didn't exactly seem in the mood to riddle with the shepherd, simply biting into her toy and avoiding eye contact. Chase frowned, attempting to ask another question. "Heh, so you have this bed all to yourself? This is almost the size of the Princess' bed!" He smiled, but to no avail she hadn't responded. Chase scoffed looking away before smiling as he ran outside, grabbing the tugging rope he found earlier and bringing it inside the pup house. She flinched in response to this, the pup having one of her toys managing to grab her attention. She jumped off of the bed and grabbed the other end of the rope, yanking it away, but Chase's grip was solid. Chase chuckled, much to Sweetie's anger and for a solid minute the two took turns pulling the rope between them, before Chase cunningly let go and allowed Sweetie to fall back onto her bed with the rope in tow. Chase began laughing, while Sweetie layed on her back, a flustered mess. She huffed, barking as she rushed up and pounced on Chase, her face a dark red.
Chase was tackled to his back, and Sweetie jumped atop of him. Chase found himself snickering in response, glancing at a flustered Sweetie who glared down at him. Chase smirked, "hehe, have I got your attention yet, mi'lady?" She scoffed, gently bapping his snout multiple times before turning away with an embarrassed look on her face. Chase snickered, before climbing with her onto bed, much to her surprise. "Wha?! What do you think you're doing?!" She huffed. Chase smiled, curling up.
"Is it a crime for me to want to lay down on the bed as well?" Just as he said that, Sweetie did her best to tackle Chase off similar to before. Chase wouldn't move so easily, and after a few tackles to his side, she wore herself out and groaned, laying down.
"Fine, mutt, but you'd better no-" She gasped, Chase gently pulling her to his side. She gasped, it didn't look like she could possibly get any redder. She struggled to escape from the german's grip, only tiring herself out by trying. "L-L-Let go of me, mutt!" She cried and attempted to paw at his side. Unfortunately Chase was fast asleep, or he was looking that way. He was still awake. She gasped and whimpered in response. "Ngh... I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Sweetie barked repeatedly before groaning in disbelief. She sighed, panting a bit and found herself submitting to him. She groaned, finding herself enjoying the softness of his fur, nuzzling into him just a bit. Chase smiled, and soon moved his paw out from her side, freeing her to move.
Sweetie huffed, groaning as she looked down. "There's no point now..." She nuzzled closer, whimpering a small bit as she nuzzled closer to him. "You stupid mutt..." She sighed. He ended up smiling brighter in response.
"Hey Sweetie?" Chase asked.
"So you are awake? Ugh... what do you want mutt?" She asked, groaning as she glanced down at her paws.
"Do you really hate me? I'm sorry if I did upset you by chance." Chase responded.
A long pause ensued before Sweetie scoffed, "next time this happens you're a dead dog, but for now you should enjoy my presence, this may be the last time we do this." She huffed, turning her head away from the beast. Chase scoffed, but simply thanked her, nudging her lightly. Sweetie whinced but really she only enjoyed it.
For the rest of the evening it was peaceful. Chase and Sweetie remained in her room for what seemed to be hours, and when it was time to go to bed with the Princess, the two weren't even tired. The Princess would fall asleep, and Sweetie would jump up into her bed, and Chase remained on the floor once more. However, before Chase wished Sweetie goodnight, he was met with a pillow to his face, Sweetie having swung it into the pup. She let go and scoffed, "what are you doing down there, mutt? Get up here," she commanded. Chase flinched, blushing lightly as he climbed up into the Princess's bed, laying at the foot of her bed once again. Sweetie scoffed and would go back to laying at her side. "Goodnight... Mutt..."
"Goodnight Mi'Lady."
"Don't call me that..."
"As you wish Mi'Lady..."
"I'm regretting letting you up here."
Unlike the other nights the two would bicker back and forth, arguing with each other, which usually ended up with Chase laughing and Sweetie flustered. When time came the two of them were actually tired, Chase properly wished her a goodnight and she did the same, finally calling him by his actual name.
By morning, Chase got up early. He could feel himself growing lethargic, his belly much chubbier since 6 months ago. Then again being caged without enough room to even stretch that was bound to happen. Chase would quickly leave the castle to make a run throughout the yard. It ended up being much more intense than any jog back at Adventure Bay. The castle was humongous, while obviously not the size of Adventure Bay it was a good runner up, and with Chase's rustiness he felt slower than usual. Nevertheless he completed his five laps around the castle yards, and once he made it back to the castle he was greeted with Sweetie. "There you are! Where have you been, naughty mutt? It's nearly time for breakfast!" She scolded him. Chase fell to the ground, panting lightly. "Disgusting, don't come near me," Sweetie backed up with a huff. Chase scoffed, rolling his eyes as he got up.
"Thank you mi'lady." Chase scoffed and walked in.
"I thought I told you not to call me that!"
"Maybe if you didn't call me Mutt I wouldn't have to," Chase called back to her, knowing he won the small argument. Sweetie did too, ending with a groan as the two went into the dining room for breakfast.
Day four, five and six of staying in the castle went on. Chase would go around with Sweetie and the Princess, and he got closer and closer to each of them. Until night six came along.
Chase groaned, shaking and trashing around in his sleep. By the looks of it, the pup was having a nightmare, exemplified by the pup whimpering and panting. Sweetie was woken up by the pup, and she watched as Chase went through the awful dream. She wondered if she should wake him up but he would do so himself. Chase bolted up, a yelp escaping him. He jumped off of the bed, panting and groaning. Sweetie gasped and ran to the edge of the bed. "C-Chase, are you alright?" She asked, a look of fear in her eyes.
Chase flinched, stopping and standing still. "S-Sweetie..." He glanced to her and whimpered, walking up to the pup and resting his head atop the bed. Sweetie sighed, before gently rubbing the top of his head. "I-I'm sorry... Did I wake you?"
"Yes, and you'll regret it later..." She groaned, before sighing, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Just tell me what's bugging you, you baby."
Chase whimpered quietly before looking up to her, "I think... I think I'm gonna go back to the Precinct." Sweetie gasped, glaring at Chase in disbelief.
"W-What?! Why are you going back?! I-I thought you liked it here? D-Do you not?" She asked, before throwing a paw over her mouth. She didn't realize she was raising her voice, covering it up with a whimper. Chase frowned.
"I-I think it's better for me. I can't lay here knowing I could be changing things back at the station. I hate it there, it's horrible, but as long as I have something that gives me purpose it's fine. My purpose is as a police officer. They may not agree but I know it's in my blood!" He whimpered, shrinking back.
"B-But... you just... Is there..." Sweetie began stumbling on her words.
"Don't worry, I-I'll be fine. I hope. You can be back with the Princess and I won't interfere. But if you attempt to steal the crown I'll just have to track you down you know..." Chase huffed, before chuckling and nuzzling into her gently. Sweetie could feel herself begin to tear up. In the six days that he lived in the castle, and the four days that she spent with him, she hadn't realized how much she was going to miss the pup. She sighed, whimpering lightly into his fur.
"I can't believe you're doing this to m- us... you're such a mutt, you're lucky I don't kick you out now!" She huffed, before turning to the Princess. "But when her majesty wakes up, you're going to properly say goodbye! Got it, mutt?" She barked at him.
Chase smiled, climbing back up onto the bed. "I promise I will." Chase nuzzled back into his spot on the bed.
Sweetie huffed, sitting down next to the laying dog. "What was your nightmare about anyways..?"
"I... I wasn't able to protect the one I cherished... I could've saved her but I was too slow to reach her." Chade admitted, sticking his paws into his face, biting down. Revisiting that horrid nightmare only made him tear up.
Sweetie flinched, "who... who was she?"
"It was... Skye..." Chase admitted, just about ready to burst into tears, while Sweetie gave him a deadpan stare followed by a groan as she resisted her own urge to push him back off the bed. She rolled her eyes and snuggled close to him. Chase glanced down at her. "I thought you said last time was the last time... I didn't even have to force you this time around..." He scoffed, to which he was given a clean slap to his muzzle.
"Hush, mutt..." She groaned, before nuzzling into him. Chase scoffed but left it at that. The two of them fell asleep, without a word for the rest of the night, but one pup had tears flowing and it wasn't Chase.
The next morning, Sweetie was nowhere to be seen. But the Princess ended up waking Chase. "Chasey, wake up pup, it's breakfast time." She giggled enthusiastically. Chase shot awake only to whimper as he looked up.
"E-Excuse me Princess, before we go to breakfast, I have something to tell you..." Chase whimpered. The Princess flinched, but would sit down next to Chase as she awaited his news. "P-Princess, I think I want to go back to the Precinct today..." He gave her a somber look, worried about the result of what he said.
She gasped, glancing down at him, holding his face in her hands, "b-but Chase, I thought you didn't like it there? Y-You nearly l-lost it last time I brought it up!" She looked concerned more than anything as she held him.
Chase would explain to her the same thing he did Sweetie. But the Princess wasnt as easily swayed as her pup. Chase would nuzzle into her dress, "I promise I-I'll be OK Princess, do you trust me?" Chase smiled up at her although deep down he was repressing the dread feeling he began to bottle up.
She frowned, but eventually she submitted, and gently pet the pup's head. "Very well, my precious pup. I'll call the police precinct and have them pick you up," she smiled and lifted the pup up. "But we'll make sure to have a nice breakfast before that time comes to be, what do you think?" She asked, gently shaking the pup. Chase barked, smiling happily as he licked her cheek. She giggled and would carry Chase off to the dining room.
Chase was holding back tears. Sweetie's was nowhere to be seen, and her breakfast laid in her bowl, ready for her. Chase wanted to look for her, but knew his efforts may fair well be fruitless. He ate his breakfast with a somber look.
An good 10 minutes later and Chase would be ready to go. He spied a police van ready to take him back. A pit sunk in his stomach, he was unsure if he was really ready to head back. He walked out to the entrance, his claws sinking into the ground as the Princess walked out with Chase's collar and leash. She kneeled down and gently pet the pup. She attached the collar to Chase and the leash to the collar before standing up. She winked at Chase, but Chase didn't catch it. He looked down as he was walked out. He stopped in front of the police van, and the chief glared at Chase. Chase could feel his eyes burn into the back of his skull, he was paralyzed by fear not to look upwards. He then proceeded to thank the Princess, shaking her hand and then driving off, having mounted Chase in the back of the van and shoved him into a kennel.
On the ride back to the precinct, the chief spoke to Chase. "You're a lucky dog. I bet she spoiled you plenty back at that castle, but now that you're back don't expect much to change." He spoke loud and clear. Chase whimpered, shrinking back into the corner of the cage with fear. He was taken back to the precinct and back into his cage. Chase realized how quiet it was, and that's when he noticed everyone else was gone.
Appearently they had all gone off on a case, leaving Chase to his own mind. He wiped away a few tears, shrinking back into the kennel he knew all too familar. He groaned in disbelief as he let himself coax himself back to coming here. Why did he let himself believe it was better this way. Was it the praise of others when he successfully found the illegal substances in some victim's basement, or the satisfaction of knowing he was doing good by being a sniffer dog for the police. He sighed, glaring down at himself, ready to claw into himself before pausing. He heard a ringing. The wringing sounded awfully close, and for a moment Chase couldn't tell if it was all in his head. Chase got up and searched around, before flinching as he found his pup tag to be the culprit. He had nearly forgotten what the sound was like, and the way it vibrated on his collar also felt familiar but new. He flinched, barking silently. "Identity caller..." He muttered into his pup-tag. A feature Ryder would develop into the pup-tags which allowed for simple two way calls rather than just the mass calls he would usually send out, as well as identifying the caller ID to figure if the caller was someone registered in the Pup-tag's chip. Chase at the time only had 8 numbers, those all being the former PAW Patrol. He shivered, as the caller couldn't be identified. An simple beep played three times, notifying the caller was unregistered in the pup-tag's chip.
Chase flinched, looking around for anyone else. He wasnt in the clear though, an officer walked past him. "It's nearly dusk. Get to sleep." He commanded, and Chase was surprised. The chief came to pick him up during the afternoon, had so much time passed since then? The officer shrugged and would turn off the lights, power on the security system and lock down the building.
Chase was left in the darkness of the police station, his pup tag continued to vibrate. He barked, accepting the call. "H...Hello?" Chase asked, glancing down at his pup tag.
"Chase?" A familiar voice played through the pup tag. Chase's eyes widened.
"Sweetie, is that you?" He asked.
"Of course it's me, mutt..." She huffed from the other side of the line. Chase could feel himself begin to tear up.
"W-Where were you? I couldn't find you this morning, a-and-" Chase was cut off with a large sigh from the pup.
"Do you want me to hang up on you..?"
"N-N-No, please, stay..." He said with a whimper. He remained quiet until spoken to at this point.
"That's more like it... what's with you anyways, you sound like you're afraid. Unless the great police pup Chase is actually afraid," she spoke sarcastically before flinching at his answer.
"Y-Yes..." He muttered out. Chase looked down in shame. "I don't think I'm gonna get any sleep tonight, t-this cage is alot harder than a bed..." He jokingly chuckled only before whimpering more.
"Jeez, you sound so pathetic..." Sweetie groaned, before sighing. "But, I'm not particularly busy I suppose..." She glanced to the side.
"S-Sweetie, how are you even able to contact me..?" Chase asked.
"I have my ways, Chase. You haven't even questioned where my gadgets and roadster even come from, I think being able to call your pup tag would be a little less noteworthy, yes?" She scoffed, resisting the urge of giggling to herself.
"F-Fair enough, but where were you this morning then..?"
"I was busy, alright..." She scoffed, nearly growling into her pup tag before sighing. "It's nothing, stupid..." She huffed in annoyance.
"Ok, ok. But... I'm really happy you happened to call, it's nice to hear some kind of voice instead of the sound of crickets chriping... Besides, you're really nice..." Chase smiled.
Sweetie could feel a red begin to cover her face. She barked in protest, "I'm not nice! You're idiotic if you think I am as well!" She growled into the pup tag.
Chase began laughing much to her surprise. For the night the two went back and forth, much to Chase's delight but Sweetie's dismay. Chase would laugh and Sweetie would tell him off multiple times. Perhaps an hour later, the two of them would stop. Sweetie layed on her back in her bed while Chase happily layed at his side.
"Are we done here? The Princess is waiting for me, Chase," Sweetie spoke with a yawn.
"O-Oh, I'm sorry, thank you Sweetie, I-I'll find a way to get to sleep as well then..." Chase muttered softly into his pup tag, but smiled brightly.
Sweetie scoffed, "you mean you're not already tired? How much energy have you regardless..?"
"Too much and not enough room to burn it out..." Chase scoffed, whimpering down at himself. It didn't feel like he was getting to sleep anytime sooner.
"That won't do," Sweetie scoffed, before glancing away. "..." She remained quiet for a fair bit before scoffing. "Have you ever been sang a lullaby or something to get you to sleep?" She asked. If not for it being a call, she would be glaring daggers at the shepherd, even though the call it felt like she was about to stick her paw through his pup tag and strangle him the moment she was fed up.
"A lullaby? I-I, maybe once by Marshall I guess? W-We were alot younger back then I guess..." Chase glanced away with a small blush. "Wait, why are you asking that though."
"Well if you would let me explain!" She barked, getting Chase to quiet up. She scoffed, "maybe... I can sing you one..." She sounded like she was about ready to bark, yet a gentle tone filled her voice somewhat. Chase was genuinely surprised, unable to hold still, a blush on his face as he gulped.
"I-I... I would like it if you did..." Chase muttered into his pup tag.
"Hmph... fine, just don't complain too much..."
"So wait, she actually sang you a lullaby?!" Rocky asked in surprise, never taking the dog who attempted to steal the crown of Barkingburg to also be the type of person to sing a lullaby to another pup.
"W-Well, she tried to originally..." Chase looked away with a nervous glance.
Everest scoffed, "what do you mean tried to? Does she not actually know how to sing a lullaby?" She giggled, nudging Chase lightly.
"Well... yes but no... At first she was singing a nursery song you'd read in books but maybe half way in she got way too flustered to continue, from what I could tell..."
Rubble smiled, "are you kidding? That sounds kind of cute." Rubble attempted to imagine the scenario for himself.
"It really was, it wasn't enough to get me to sleep but it was a good attempt, soon she wished me goodnight after staying up a little longer with me, and I fell asleep a bit afterwards. So I guess was a pretty big help then." Chase chuckled a bit, glancing down at his pup tag.
"Oioi. Well, she sounds like those... those..." Tracker flinched, attempting to think of the right word to use in the situation. "T...Tsundere? also dije bien?"
"Yeah, you're right," Rocky smirked.
"Ah, but she sounded alot more into you on that call," Tracker muttered. Rocky flinched, and Everest glared.
"Is there a part of the story you're forgetting to tell us?" Everest smirked, once again nudging Chase, a bit rougher this time.
Chase felt blush take over his face, "oh, well... uhhh..."
From that point on, months past. Every night the two would chat on their pup tags, and nearly every night, Sweetie would sing Chase that same lullaby to get him to sleep. Some nights he would do his best to sing her a lullaby, but hid singing voice wasn't the best, really it wasn't there at all, the best he could do was when his voice wasn't cracking. The two managed to stop pinching each other's nerves, and from there their bonds grew stronger. February 13th came around, nearly a full year since the PAW Patrol disbanded.
Chase let out a quiet yawn, sprawling out in his cage. "Ahhh, thank you Sweetie," he smiled, letting out something akin to a small howl.
Sweetie scoffed, but giggled to herself, "yeah yeah, whatever Chase. You think you can go through the night now?" She asked, a bit on sincerity in her voice. Despite their past differences it felt more and more like the two were closer friends than ever.
"Heh, yeah, I think I'm good... but before you hang up, do you mind if I ask you something? More like ask you a favor really..."
"Hmm? I'm not doing anything embarrassing or disgusting for you, let's make that clear. You better not ask me to do something I'd hate as well," she huffed, glancing at her paws as she stretched herself out.
"Well, actually, I wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to hang out with me tommorow... as friends of course. I want to come see you and the Princess tommorow, though nothing is guaranteed, I think I might have a way to get out of the precinct without anyone noticing...~" Chase smirked, a tone indicating the pride in his voice. He eagerly awaited a response from her, but she had become mute. Behind her pup tag the pup had mentally frozen up, unable to even let out a gasp as she thought over his question. In no time at all her face as well as the tips of her ears had gone red, and the pup was struggling to say more than "w-wha" or "h-huh." Chase frowned, "Sweetie? Are you alright over there?" He asked in a bit of concern.
"Ah! Nononono! I'm fine, I'm fine... err... I guess... I wouldn't mind watching over a mutt for a couple of hours..." Sweetie huffed in ignorance, glaring to the side as if the german shepherd was with her in physical form.
"Oh, then I'm glad. I-I'll see you tommorow then! Goodnight Sweetie!" Chase smiled, being the one to hang up this time around. He was able to get a nice sleep that night. Sweetie on the other end was the one unable to get a blink. The thought of spending Valentine's day with the larger dog had her spinning circles.
She growled in annoyance, practically pulling her fur out. "Just as friends Sweetie... just as friends..." She repeated to herself before huffing. She never managed to get a blink of sleep that night but morning came and she mentally prepared herself for the day, as if last night wasn't enough.
Sweetie ate breakfast, her mini hamburgers stacked up on her dish, before revealing the news of Chase to the Princess. She seemed thrilled, nearly jumping up and down. The two of them collectively agreed to make the day special. However it felt more like the Princess was doing all of the preparation, while Sweetie was busy shoving her head into a tub of water to try and keep herself awake. Maybe she should've slept last night, or now really.
In the end, Sweetie was able to get a nice hour or so nap before being awoken by her pup tag which began buzzing and ringing. She jumped up in fear before quickly answering, "YES?! I-I mean... Ehem... Sweetie speaking?"
"Sweetie, I'm sneaking out now," Chase whispered into his tag as he weaseled his way out of the police precinct just before the lockdown alarm was set. He barked with a smirk as he already began sprinting towards the castle. "I'll be there as soon as I can, I haven't gotten in a good job for awhile," he chuckled.
Sweetie gasped, quickly jumping to her feet. "O-Okay, I'll open the gate for you once you're here mutt..." She spoke, before glancing at herself through a mirror. She adjusted the small tiara on her head before running off, hanging up on the german shepherd. She informed the Princess and the two set up. It was nearly Midnight before Chase finally made it to the castle, letting out quick gasps and pants before growling as he knocked on the door, with his head a bit. He did his best to groom down his fur beforehand, not looking all too good after his run.
The Princess was there to meet him and once she looked down at her precious pup she kneeled down and pulled the shepherd into a hug. Chase gasped, not freaking out like last time but was more ot less glad to see her after this long while. She giggled gently, holding the hug for a long while before finally letting go. Chase smiled and licked her cheek as he stretched himself out. "I'm so happy to see you ag-"
"Not now Chase, you've got a date with my pup to attend to!~" She smirked, lifting up the pup and taking him inside.
"Date? With Sweetie? Wait, I thought we were just going to hang out... a date?!" Chase asked, blush now growing on his face. The Princess was eager to take Chase and place him down on a balcony, before shutting the door. "Wha?! P-Princess? What's going on?" He asked, glaring at the door before his attention was diverted to a small table in the middle of the balcony, and sitting on the other end of the table was a certain white pup, hiding her face away from the canine.
Chase flinched, walking over slowly as he sat down next to Sweetie, "Sweetie? You alright?" He asked her, before she nodded. She refused to show her face however, which ended up forcing Chase to coax her out of covering it. "C'monnnn, Sweetie, enough hiding," he smirked, and gently placed a paw over hers. He gently pried her paw away from her face, and was surprised to spot the usually white highland terrier a crimson red, a nervous glance on her face as she refused to look him in the eye. "Hey, are you alright, c'mon we haven't seen each other for months and you don't even wanna look at me?" Chase whimpered. This seemed to work, as she whinced, now looking up to him.
"Is this fine, mutt..." She sighed, doing her best not to pry her eyes away from him at the moment. Chase chuckled, nudging her lightly.
"Yeah, thank you, don't worry me like that Mi'Lady~" He let out a soft growl. He then turned away, letting his paws off of her. "What's this date the Princess was talking about anyw..." Chase glanced down to the plate placed upon the table. Spaghetti and meatballs. Chase had watched more than enough of The Lady and the Tramp to be physically triggered by the sight of the one plate of spaghetti, and the two of them sitting side by side. He felt himself turn dark red, his cognitive function decreasing drastically as he glanced between Sweetie and the plate. "Uhm... c...c-care to explain..." He whimpered.
"UGH! This was all the Princess' idea! I swear!" Sweetie shoved her head into her paws, unable to even look up at the pup, but simply nuzzling into his side. It was clear she was as flustered as he was. Chase glanced down at her nervously, and glanced at the sliding glass door, spying the Princess and Earl watching, which they would quickly hide when Chase turned to look at them. Chase sighed, glancing back in embarrassment. Of course by then he had put everything together and glanced down to Sweetie. "So... how... Ugh, this is embarrassing..." Chase scoffed, now hiding his own face.
"I'm sorry... I ruined the day... I know you said you only wanted to come as friends, but... but... I kind of... I kind of had hope I guess," Sweetie groaned, before sighing and pulling off of Chase.
"So, you did... think that way..." Chase scoffed, before glancing away. "I'm sorry for raising your hopes... But Sweetie it honestly feels like you're my only friend as of now... You. And the Princess are the only one I hold dear to me at this point in time... The Princess protected me and you're here to stay with me. I don't think I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since you started calling every night. And frankly that's the only thing I could ever ask of you..." Chase chuckled a bit to himself, glancing down with a dark blush, his tail wagging slowly behind him. He gently nuzzled into the pup, "for tonight I want to give you anything you want, I'll do my best for you, alright?" Chase smiled as he nuzzled into her chest.
Sweetie huffed, barking lightly at Chase repeatedly as she was unable to get the affectionate pup from nuzzling her. She groaned, but as he brought his head to her neck, she grabbed his muzzle with her paws and growled. "Stop that you... m... ugh, dammit Chase, you need to stop doing that!" She whined, flailing a bit as she turned away. Chase smirked before beginning to laugh, only continuing to nuzzle her, licking her gently, to her surprise. She gasped and whined as she couldn't bring herself to pull away. She growled in annoyance as she grabbed his muzzle one last time and held him still enough so she could lean in and gently lick the pup's snout, letting go and glancing away with a pout.
Chase flinched, before sighed. "Tch, that was weak..." He scoffed before gently licking the pup's cheek, standing over her. She gasped, before flailing around underneath. Chase scoffed gently holding his forehead against hers for a moment and then pulling away. "C'mon. The food is going to get cold, just make sure you watch what strings you're eating," he scoffed.
Sweetie flinched before scoffing as she stood back up and growled. She nuzzled into the german shepherd's stomach with a sigh. "God, I hate you..." She growled, barking into it. Chase smirked, gently bringing a paw to her back to keep her close to him.
"Yeah I know, quit rubbing it in," Chase smiled.
He scoffed as soon enough the two would start eating away at the food provided. Chase ended up getting a bit adventurous, pushing all sorts of her buttons before she eventually bit him hard, which deterred him for the rest of the night. Sweetie passed out in Chase's fur, sleep finally catching up with her, and Chase made sure to stay completely still to make sure she got her rest. He stayed outside with her on the balcony, as seemingly the Princess and Earl had forgotten that they'd lock the two pups outside. If the temperature got cold he made sure to keep her covered and warm, and when morning came, the Earl remembered to unlock the door. For a moment when he tried to take Sweetie, Chase would bark, fur rising as he growled at him, but he fixed his attitude shortly after, apologizing to him. The Princess would take Sweetie and take her to an actual bed. Chase was too tired to stay up for much longer. So eventually the Earl delivered Chase back to the precinct and the Captain took Chase to his kennel, although after walking out that night he made sure to add a lock to the kennel to keep Chase from getting out like before, and it's not like he could just pick locks regardless, so esentially security was tightened. The pup passed out the minute he layed down in his kennel.
Since that day, every night Sweetie would be much kinder, and just before Chase passed out she would say something new. "I love you..." Chase heard it every night, which brought a smile to his face as he rested. For the next four years his relationship with Sweetie became unbreakable.
"Whoa... That sounds... beautiful..." Everest found herself blushing, holding back tears. While Tracker and Rubble were actually crying a river, literally this time as it felt as if the upper portion of the Lookout was getting flooded. Chase glanced at them nervously.
"Y-Yeah, we made a deal to each other. She promised not to try and steal the crown as long as I always kept her in mind..." Chase chuckled a bit, glancing down. "To be honest I kind of miss her already."
"T-THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU ACCEPT HER OFFER?" Rocky asked, barking angrily, for the pup who hated water so much he sure cried alot of tears. Chase flinched, backing up. "D-Dude, she loved you. I-I-I'm more surprised how the feeling wasn't mutual. She sounded like your item how you described her..."
"A-Are you kidding me?! She's amazing, it's hard to believe she even tossed me into a dungeon and framed me for stealing the crown once, she's completely different... But... I still... kind of had my hopes for Skye..." Chase muttered, glancing down. The pups all gasped, looking between each other before Chase frowned, "what's with those looks?! Y-You guys knew I really liked her... I still uhm... kind of do..."
"Chase... Skye is ac-" Rocky spoke before being cut off by an alarm. "Oh shoot! I'm going to be late. C-C'mon Chase, let's go!" Rocky barked, rushing over to the slide. Chase flinched, but nodded, swiftly following him.
"Aww what, I wanna hang out with the shepherd!" Everest barked.
"Yeah!" Rubble and Tracker also argued.
"S-Sorry, I promise I'll be back later," Chase barked back at all of them before taking off down the slide with Rocky.
AN: Oh man, this is my biggest chapter for any story yet, I'm surprised. Lol. This is what the power of shipping gets me, Insomnia and a craving for more Chase x Sweetie lol. Oioioi, link me to any good Chase x Sweetie fanfics if you're reading this, yeah?~ Lol, thanks for reading.