AN: I was suppose to update this yesterday but it slipped my mind. I'm sorry about that. Seeing Matthias review this made me remember I was suppose to update. Now this isn't going to be one big mystery or anything, it's a romance story, mostly focused on it being cute. Now, please give reviews as detailed as possible because I love those the most. The longer the better. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't known Paw Patrol
Since they had plenty of time to wait until nightfall, the gang decided to have some fun at the beach. Ryder had gotten his Frisbee out for a game of catch, then the gang did a three on three volleyball match with Ryder as the referee. Following that, they all went for a swim or surfing; minus Rocky who decided to work on tanning his fur.
After eating a good meal, the sun began to go down and gang watch in silent wonder at the amazement of the sunset. Zuma pretended not to notice, but he saw Chase and Skye slowly shifting closer than usual. He kept on wishing the two would just become a couple already and he was sure he wasn't the only one who thought that. He had to give Chase credit, Skye was quite a cute pup. He would even admit he had a crush on her at one point since she was the only female pup at the time. It faded quickly as it came through, but Chase really seemed to like her and he wanted his buddy to do his best.
Soon enough, the full moon came out and the ocean reflected it's beautiful and mystical wonder. Ryder started up the grill to use to make s'mores for desert, but Zuma wasn't interested in eating. He kept his ears and eyes ready for the merpup, hoping that she would return once again. He wanted to hear her sing again.
However, hours passed and soon it became really late to the point where almost everyone but Zuma was looking ready to pass out. "Maybe we should turn in for the night. It doesn't look like she'll be coming," said Chase, yawning.
"No, she has to come! I know she will!" shouted Zuma, moving forward more for a better view.
"Zuma, I'm with Chase. Maybe she's already swam back home," said Marshall.
A yawn from Ryder alerted the pups as he checked the time. "It's almost midnight. We should go home and get some sleep. You never know when a rescue might be needed and I'd rather you pups get your seven hours of rest."
"But," Zuma sighed in defeat. "Can I at least do one last check around the area to be sure?"
Zuma did his best pouting look to convince Ryder who was too tired to mount a defense against it. "Alright, but just one look. Then we're going home, Zuma."
"I pwomise it won't take long, Dude!" shouted Zuma as he ran left towards the piers.
"Dang it, no sign of her," whispered Zuma as he checked the area one last time. There was nothing at the docking pier but boats. Sighing in defeat, he lowered his head and whimpered. "I guess she weally isn't coming."
He turned around, but found himself bumping into someone and shook his head. Getting his baring straight, he looked to see who he bumped into… and felt his heart leave his chest and head into cloud nine. Before him was the most beautiful pup he had ever seen in his entire life. He had seen many cute and pretty pups, some adult dogs too. But before him was a rare pearl that made his heart beat. She was a collie about his height, her fur basking in the moonlight as her blue ocean eyes shimmered like the waves of the deep. Her cute small nose and light blush made her look cuter then any primed up dog for a show. Her fur looked so smooth and gentle you could sink into it. And her smile, her adorable white smile.
Holy seashells, did I die and God sent an angel to take me away? thought Zuma with awe.
"I'm sorry for bumping into you," she spoke so gently it could have been a breeze. She held out her paw and smile. "I'm Misty."
"Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Zuma!" said the blushing pup as he accepted the paw and got up. "And no pwoblem! I should have watched where I was going!"
She tilted her head and asked, "Do I know you from somewhere?"
Seeing a chance to impress her, Zuma puffed out his chest and did is best Chase impersonation. "Uh, yes ma'am! I'm Zuma of Paw Patwol! Water Wescue Pup and Underwater if need be!"
"Oh yeah, I've heard about you and your team," said Misty with a smile. "My owner tells me about you all the time. You're some kind of superhero team, right?"
"W-well, we just rescue a few people here and there. It's no big deal!" laughed Zuma as he rubbed the back of his neck with a slight laugh. Just then his pup tag lit up.
"Hey, Zuma? It's time to go. Rubble and Marshall are already asleep so we need to hike back home as soon as possible," said Ryder on the line.
"I'll be there in a minute!" said Zuma before giving Misty a sheepish smile. "Sorry, my owner is calling me. I have to go."
"Okay, maybe I'll see you again?" asked Misty as she stepped aside for him.
"I'd like that!" said Zuma before taking off and sighing with hearts around his head. "Misty… what a name…"
He may not have found a merpup, but he did find one heck of a pup.
The next day, Zuma woke up bright and early having spent all his dreams on Misty. He ate a quick breakfast, even faster than Rubble, and told the others he was heading to the ocean for the day. The others watched with amazement, thinking he really wanted to try seeing that merpup. They were only half right, he was wanting to see a pup, but not just any pup. The pup of my dreams…
Arriving at the same place he was last night, Zuma looked around and hoped to find Misty waiting for him. He never saw her slowly sneaking up on him and going "boo!" which sent him flying into the air before landing. "Misty! You scawed me!" shouted Zuma before shaking his head and blushing. "Uh, I mean you just startled me is all!"
This only made Misty giggle as she looked at Zuma with gentle eyes. "I'm glad you came back. I would think you would be busy since you always rescue people and all."
"That's only if we get called in for a wescue," said Zuma. "So do you wanna play?"
"Sure! What do you play on the surface?!" asked Misty excitedly.
"Suwface?" asked Zuma, tilting his head.
"Uh, I mean here in Adventure Bay!" said Misty, quickly.
"Do you know wag?" asked Zuma.
"Wag? I know how to wag," said Misty looking confused.
Zuma cursed his speech impairment. "S-sorry, that was a mistake. I meant… T-Tag!"
"Oh, tag! I know tag," said Misty with joy. "It's my favorite."
"Gweat! Cause your it!" shouted Zuma tapping her with his paw before running away with laughter in the air. It took Misty a second to realize what happened before she chased after Zuma with just as much mirth.
The two of them chased each other all over the beach and had a good time. They used every trick they could and even tried swimming to avoid each other. Zuma quickly learned that not only as Misty a good swimmer, she as even faster than him. It was like seeing a torpedo rush out and hit him dead center. After tag, the two decided to go explore in the ocean. Even though he didn't have his scuba gear, Zuma could hold his breath for a long time and the two were able to see all the coral and fish.
The fish really liked Misty as they sometimes swam around her or tickled her for fun. It only made her more amazing in Zuma's eyes. Soon the two headed up the surface again and felt their stomach rumble. "Heh, guess all that playing around made us hungry," said Zuma as they swarm for shore. "Wanna get something at Mr. Powter's?"
"Um, sure?" asked Misty, looking really nervous for some reason. Zuma pushed it off for being just hungry and lead the way.
Along the path, Misty stared at all the sights of Adventure Bay from the cars and trees and asked Zuma what they were and to explain them to her. Zuma was confused at first, but the way she looked at her made him forget and he quickly did his best to explain. She sometimes stopped to test a few things out like water fountains, a hopscotch drawing some kid left, and proudly peed on her first tree according to her.
"You seem to not know a lot about Adventure Bay for someone whose owner lives hewe," said Zuma, raising his eyebrow before noticing something else. "And you don't have a collar either."
Misty gulped as sweat began to drip down her neck. "Well… the truth is… I'm… I'm…"
"A wild dog?" asked Zuma with a smile having figured it out. Most of the clues spoke that she hadn't lived in civilization before and it was clear she was a loner. "You don't have to feel embarwssed. I was once a wild dog too, and some of my best fwiends, Wubble and Everest, were wild dogs who lived on their own before they joined us. I know how some humans and dogs are around wilds, but you don't have to worry about that with me. I like you for who you are, Misty."
"T-thanks!" said Misty, lowering her head in shame. "S-orry, I lied."
"It's okay! Hey, we're at Mr. Powters!" said Zuma as he saw the store.
Said owner was counting his banana's when he heard some familiar barking and turned around. "Oh, hello Zuma. And who is your friend?"
"This is Misty, she and I are wondering if you can whip us something to eat, Dude," said Zuma.
"Sure thing, Zuma. I'll give you some good old fashioned spaghetti and meatballs!" said Mr. Porter as he went into his shop.
"He's actually pretty nice…" said Misty in amazement.
"Never met a human before?" asked Zuma, knowing from Rubble that some wild dogs go through their entire lives without meeting one.
"No, I've seen them but… my father always says that they're not nice," said Misty with a sad tone. "They cause pollution and war."
Zuma bit his lip. "Well, that's twue. Some humans awen't that good. But a lot of them are good! I've met so many nice humans who twy their best to make things wight and fix their mistakes! Twust me!"
"I do trust you… so I guess I can trust humans," said Misty with a smile.
"Here you go, pups! Enjoy!" said Mr. Porter as he placed the plate out for them.
Misty's eyes widened at the sight and smell of the food. Her mouth could be seen watering and Zuma wondered if she had anything to eat recently. Before he was adopted by Ryder, he sometimes went days without good. He let Misty take the first bites as she dived in a second later with tomato sauce all over her face. "In Poseidon's name this is amazing! I've never had anything so good before!"
"Mr. Powter makes the best food! Here, have a meatball," said Zuma, nudging one forward.
The two happily feasted and enjoyed their meal, even asking for seconds and thirds when they finished their plate. Even with spaghetti sauce all over her face, she still looked like an angel to Zuma. He was so entrenched by her beauty that he didn't notice that he took the same string of spaghetti that Misty did and they soon started eating it as they gazed into each others eyes.
They snapped out of it when their lips touched in the form of a kiss. Blushing, the two gasped and turned around, frozen solid at what they had just done. Oh sweet merciful Sirius! I just kissed her! I kissed her! On, man I thought that Lady and the Tramp thing was just a movie!
"Um… did you like that?" asked Misty, hiding her face, but it was clear she was just as embarrassed.
"Um… yes?" replied Zuma with a gulp.
"… I did too," said Misty, turning around with a loving smile.
The two pups soon inched closer before their lips touched again. This time they held on as their eyes closed as they let the moment guide them. Misty's lips were like a summer spring of water, cold and yet as fresh as can be. She pressed harder as Zuma slowly cured his head to taste more of her kiss and deliver.
Eventually, air was needed and the two soon broke up and gazed into each others vision, gasping and smiling. "That was… wow…" whispered Zuma in disbelief that he had kissed a girl. A girl he had just only recently met.
"Yeah…" whispered back Misty.
Before the two could do anything else, Zuma's pup tag lit up. "Paw Patrol! To the Lookout!"
"Ryder needs us!" said Zuma out of instinct before he gazed at Misty and sighed. "Sorry, Misty. It looks like duty calls."
"Oh, I see. Will you be able to come back tomorrow?" asked Misty.
"Totally, Love," said Zuma before gasping. "Uh, I mean, Dude! No, uh, well, I, uh. Will you be my giwlfwiend!"
His reply was a kiss. "Of course, Love," answered Misty with a smirk. "Now go save someone."
"Yes, Love!" shouted Zuma as he howled and made his way towards the Lookout. I got a girlfriend! A girlfriend! This is the best day ever!