AN: Short Chapter, I know, but I literally can't be bothered. Sorry not sorry I guess.

Double Date Disaster

Chase sighed happily, sitting down on a bench with Marshall, just outside of Mr. Porter's restaurant. Chase was drinking from a water bottle, which he had to constantly lift up with his mouth because of his incapability to actually hold the bottle. Marshall watched as he did this and was amused, to say the least.

"I'm so glad that we can have this double date with Skye and Everest without any drama or awkward tension," Chase smiled nonchalantly.

Marshall frowned, "I always feel tension for suspicion for any trouble Skye might cause..."

"Hey! That's my new girlfriend you're talking about," Chase playfully punched Marshall's non-existent shoulder. "Besides, what could she do that's so wrong? She and Everest only went inside to grab some napkins!"

Chase spoke a bit too soon, as both Skye and Everest could be seen rushing out of the Restaurant.

"Marshall, we need to go now," Everest shouted at the Dalmatian, tugging him off the bench, surprising him.

"Let's go, Chase," Skye shouted to Chase, although due to his size she couldn't exactly pull him off as easily as Everest did Marshall.

Only seconds later could loud scream be heard all around, "THE BUILDING IS ON FIRE! CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT! RUN!"

"A fire?! I don't have my truck or pup pack with me though," Marshall exclaimed, still being pulled away by Everest, but glaring at the burning building.

Chase quickly turned to the worried expression on Skye and Everest's face, "oh please don't tell me you two caused it! You were just supposed to get some napkins!"

"Yeah, but one thing led to another, and well, we kinda set fire to the building! Let's go before they find out it was us," Skye shouted out, running off.

Chase and Marshall looked to each other in disbelief but followed.

An hour later everything had calmed down. Nobody was injured and there were no casualties. The building had barely survived, and the department came minutes after they were called, along with Marshall who had run back to the Lookout and geared up. Of course, maybe Marshall and Chase should've kept an eye out on the two if they ever were to go out on another date if there would be one that is.

Crazy Ex Girlfriend

Rocky groaned, his pup tag buzzing repeatedly. Usually, this would only happen if he was called, and the only way to stop it was to answer the call or wait thirty seconds. Rocky was usually the patient pup, so he could deal with it, the others not so much. It soon got to the point where the others were getting worried.

"Wocky, are you OK?" Zuma asked him, brow raised.

"Don't worry, I hardly even notice t anymore," he was lying, obviously. Everytime the pup tag buzzed, Rocky looked like he was going to explode with anger.

"Yeah right," Roxie groaned. "Maybe you shouldn't have asked me and Zuma to hang out if you were just going to ignore someone on call.

"It's just some bratty ex-girlfriend..."

"Oh," both Roxie and Zuma said in unison.

"Well, can't you block her or something," Roxie groaned.

"This ain't a phone if anything I would've blocked her after we started dating."

"Hmmm," Zuma tried to think of a solution.

"Answer the call," Roxie said firmly.

Rocky and Zuma flinched, looking at each other before Rocky answered the call and Zuma gulped.

"NOW YOU PICK UP?! YOU'RE SO ANNOYING, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE T MAKE ME CALL 50 TIMES IN A SINGLE DAY JUST TO-"

"Hey!" Roxie had gotten up close to Rocky. She had her mouth inches away from his pup tag, "listen here." She spoke in a dark tone, sending chills down Rocky and Zuma's spines. "I may not know who you are, or where you are, but let me tell you, if you even dare call my friend again, you better sleep with your eyes open because I will find you, and make sure you'll never be able to sit straight again. Now, be a good girl and hang up for dear old Roxie."

No response was heard since that, in fact, like she hung up.

"Wow dude, she hung up," Zuma laughed.

"Sheesh Roxie, what was that," Rocky smiled.

"She had it coming, now come on, I'm not spending a day out of my home just to have to talk to some ex-girlfriend of yours," Roxie sighed, walking ahead.

Zuma smirked, looking to Rocky, "I think she might have the hots for you."

"Shut up," Rocky barked, flustered, followed by Zuma laughing and the two following Roxie.