Hello, fellow fanfic readers 'n' writers! I have prepared another chapter of 'Adventures' for you today, and this will continue the subseries 'Two Kidnappings'. In this chapter, something interesting happens. I'm not gonna spoil it, though, so you'll have to read to find out. An EAR would be quite nice too.
DISCLAIMER: Oh, what a tragedy. The rights to the show have died and been buried yesterday, and no one knows the location of the tomb. Looks like none of us can get them now. ... Just kidding. Sorry.
The group was put into a state of complete petrifaction at the awful news; every one of them simply stood there, struck dumb as their minds tried to wrap around that sentence. And when they did...
"What?!" they all shouted in tandem. [To be expected.]
"We have to get them back!" [Yes, you do. We know that already.]
"Where are they?!" [Well, we don't know that already.]
"When I find the guys that did this, I'm gonna..." [You had better not say more than that.]
Suddenly, the group fell silent. They all turned to The Expert with hardened eyes, suspecting that he was a part of the guilty party. They took action and pinned him down.
"You better tell us where they are, or you're going to regret messing with them," Skye threatened The Expert, the rest of the PAW Patrol with equally fearsome faces. [That escalated pretty quickly.] The recipient of the threat was not even close to being scared. [Of course not. Who expected otherwise?]
He said nothing.
Skye lost her patience very quickly and stated darkly, "Fine. We'll force it out of you if you don't talk." With that, she pressed her two front paws on The Expert's neck. [I question this.]
He didn't move a single muscle, despite losing oxygen. [Well, technically, the body needs oxygen to respire aerobically and give the muscles a high-energy-providing substance known as adenosine triphosphate. Without enough oxygen, the body respires anaerobically and doesn't make adenosine triphosphate. Instead, the result, along with low-energy adenosine diphosphate, is a toxic waste substance called lactic acid, which burns in your muscles. That's the burn you feel after strenuous exercises. Anyway, the lactic acid would burn The Expert's muscles too much for him to be able to move at all... I think. Also, useless biology info.]
"I'm not gonna let you go until you say something. And if you don't, we can always press harder."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," came a minatorially calm voice from the door of the Lookout. The pups looked over and saw Rererangi with an unreadable expression on her face. [They're all dead. Not literally.] Now it was the PAW Patrol's turn to be frightened. They scrambled away from The Expert, who was now immobile, as fast as possible.
"Oh, hi Rere. Uh,... how long have you been there?" Marshall asked apprehensively.
"Long enough," Rere replied. [Long enough. That's pretty blunt. As is what happens when you spend time with The Expert.]
"How long is long enough?" Zuma questioned.
"Maybe from the part where you all threatened him for no particularly good reason." [Yeah. Maybe from there.]
"Oh. You saw that?" Skye fake-smiled to cover up her edginess.
"Yes. I did." She hadn't raised her voice yet. [The Expert Syndrome.]
There was a prolonged period of silence.
"So... what are you going to do?" Marshall asked.
Rere took a breath. "First, I'm going to make sure that he's alright." She walked slowly up to The Expert to do just that. [So she waited until someone asked her what she was going to do, to do it. Odd.]
The pups tried to leave as quickly and as quietly as possible, but they were stopped by Rere saying, "Don't move. I still have something to say to you." The PAW Patrol looked at each other with a sort of neuroticism in their eyes.
After a couple of minutes, Rere had deduced that the unconscious pup was just that and not dead. [Thankfully for everyone else.] She wheeled around to face the others, who felt themselves become considerably smaller. [Figurative shrinking is figurative and actually existent.]
"Now. Let's talk about why you did what you did," the albino New Zealand heading dog said softly.
Visibly shaking, Skye explained the whole reason behind their motives.
"Let me get this straight. You were told that Ryder and Chase had been kidnapped, and you figured, 'Hey! Ko Taku Aroha must have done it, because he's done some pretty crazy things in the past!', and so you effectively suffocated him to unconsciousness just to learn where they are?" [#LameExcuseAlert.]
There were nods all around.
"Well, I got news for you: What you did was completely uncalled for, ludicrously ridiculous, and utterly useless. You wanna know why? It's because the guy that you essentially strangled is the one who saved you from this very situation!" She began to speak with more agitation. "And yet, you had the audacity," she enunciated that word, "to make him suffer with zero proof! What would Ryder think about this? What would Chase? You all know that they would undeniably be upset, even if he had been guilty of your charges. And you know what I think? I think I should choke you all myself!" [Oh no. Now they really are all dead.] She paused, and then spoke again to the ashamed and scared pups in a gentler tone, "But I won't. What I will do, is I will tell you what happened. Then you'll have the opportunity see the error of your ways and appreciate the work he did for you." [That is indeed a better method of problem solving. Plothill.]
"You won't leave me out, though, right?" The Expert was back into the real world, to the relief of every pup present.
"No, of course not. You're the star of the show."
At the end of the story, the PAW Patrol pups were unable to look either of the albino pups in the eyes, for the sheer shame that they felt. [And also because the Sun was shining on them, which made it literally impossible to look at them and preserve eyesight. ... Nope? Not close to the real reason? Who said so?]
"So you see, that's what happened."
The pups nodded solemnly. They saw what a grave mistake they had committed.
"And I trust you will not leap to conclusions and lead to confusions?" The Expert asked. [#Rafiki.]
More nods.
"Good. Now we wait."
Rocky piped up. "What about Tracker? He needs to know too."
The Expert would-have-smiled. "Already did that." [Insight by me! Haha! Take that, unawareness and stupidity!]
"How? Do you understand Spanish?" asked Rocky. [We must understand that Tracker does not talk only Spanish. Therefore, this question is nugatory.]
"¿Qué piensas? What do you think?"
"This guy has, like, an endless weperwtoiwe of skills, dude," Zuma whispered to Rubble, who nodded. [He is The Expert, after all.]
"So we're all set to wait out these kidnappers," Marshall said. [We just established that essentially 6 lines ago!]
Before The Expert could respond, however, his collar lit up, indicating a call coming through. A familiar voice on the other side stated, "Your time has been cut to three days. Give us what we ask for, or we will come for you ourselves and we will get rid of you." [$200 says The Expert sees straight through them again. These guys don't learn, do they?]
And another one ends with a cliffhanger, as per usual. This one took me a while to formulate in my brain, but you don't care about that, so long as you get your chapter uploaded to you and you can read it. So, to end discussion, please EAR!
Bye! Have a nice day! See you in the next chapter! Don't forget to review! Send a PM! Maybe some ideas, alright?