Yeah, yeah, the story isn't dead. And yes, it's been nearly a year xD

The sunshine hit Skye's eyes when she was still asleep in her pup house. Slowly, she opened her eyes, looking around while she stretched and went out to meet with her friends in the tower for breakfast. But something didn't feel right. Why? Well, she usually wakes up at the sound of Chase in his megaphone yelling "Wake up, pups! Breakfast is ready!", not sunshine. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at the hour.

10:37 am

"I missed breakfast?!" was the first thing on hit her mind. When she directed to the other houses she noticed that all the other pups were still sleeping. Marshall hugging his teddy bear and snoring, Zuma giving little kicks in the air and Rubble with his blindfold, chewing at his own paw, getting it all wet. "What is going on here?"

The answer was right next to her, specifically in the blue house. "Hey, Chase-" she called the police pup, but stopped after seen him. Chase, the always responsible with the daily routine, self care and discipline was knocked out, but not only that, he was on his back with his mouth open, his tongue sticking out from one side, letting out snores like a bear hibernating. You could see red lines drawn in the white of his eyes in the little space his eyelids let see. If it wasn't because of the sounds he was making, it would totally look like a murder scene.

The Cockapoo got closer, still a bit disgusted. "Hey, Chase... Wake up." She called him while shaking him with her paw. Chase reacted immediately lifting his head, hitting the roof of his house.

"R-Ryder needs us!" he exclaimed, his eyes opened widely while trying to get in four paws, one of them on the spot he hit his head.

"No, Chase. It's just me." Skye calmly said. Chase directed his view over to her, who now looked a little scared.

"Oh... sorry, Skye." he giggled shamefully.

"What happened with the beauty dream?" she teased, sitting in front of him. "By the way, did you see the hour?"

"Hour?" He titled his head quite confused before looking at the watch in his house. "10:52 am!? I missed breakfast!?" He yelled echoing in the walls before coming out again.

"Yes and no." she responded. "Why didn't you wake us up, you know, like usual?"

He sure didn't want to tell Skye about the discussion with Ryder, and of course nor about thing with his drone, so he looked away for a second. "I-I guess last night's walk really tired me out." he mumbled. "Uh, is everyone still asleep?"

"It's your job to wake them up, so yeah." she smiled lightly. Chase couldn't help smiling too, and also feel the guilt climb up his throat. He spend half of the night trying to make a plan to get his drone back, and the other half imagining how would everyone react if they get to see what is inside that recording tape. It all ended up in the same conclusion. It would be the end, HIS end. This new plan had to work, no matter the cost. But then again, when has his plans gone well for him before?

The Shepherd barked out his megaphone. "Wake up, pups. Breakfast is ready!"

The first of jumping out of bed was Rubble, who still had his blindfold on. "Breakfast!" exclaimed the Bulldog, at the same time getting the attention of both Zuma and Rocky.

"Go upstairs, pups. Ryder must be waiting for us." said Chase, pointing to the tower with a paw. "Where's Marshall?"

"Still in his pup house." explained Rocky before running with the others to the elevator.

"He must be tired for working with Everest all night at Mr. Porter's" said Skye, walking towards the red house with the police pup.

"Working, sure..." thought Chase, rolling his eyes. As Rocky said, the Dalmatian pup was still snoring in his pup house with some saliva dripping from his muzzle.

"Marshall, wake up. Breakfast is ready." said Skye, moving him with her paw, only receiving a loud snore as response.

"Ugh, five more minutes..." Marshall mumbled while rolling in the bed.

"I got this." said Chase, walking towards his friend and approaching to one of his ears. "Marshall, everyone's waiting for you for breakfast, even Everest-"

"Everest-! Ouch..." The little Dally exclaimed just before hitting his head with the ceiling. "I'm good, I'm good! Thanks Chase!" Was the last thing they heard from him before he sprinted with joy towards the tower.

After a moment laughing at the pup's reaction, Chase and Skye followed him in. "Speaking of Everest. Where did she sleep anyway?" asked him.

"In the tower. We kinda got carried away talking." she responded.

"Oh, uhm..." he played his card. "Talking about..."

"None of your business." she snickered, running away from the scene to the elevator.

I had to try... He thought.

With all the pups already on the second floor Chase and Skye walked into the kitchen. Curious, even for breakfast they line up in the same order. "Come on, Ryder must be waiting for us." Chase mentioned steps away from the door, still thinking of how to look at the boy in the eyes after that little fight of last night. He didn't have to worry though, Ryder wasn't there.

"Where's Ryder?" asked Skye.

"He wasn't here when we get in. We just saw the bowls served." said Rocky between chews.

"Isn't it weird? Ryder always joins us for breakfast." mentioned Marshall, gaining nods from everyone.

"Yeah, it is weird. But now that he's not here..." Skye grinned. "What do you thing happened between Ryder and Katie on their date?"

"When I went for my bath yesterday she told me the same he told us." Chase pointed out.

"Just fine, uh?" said Zuma, raising an eyebrow. "He said he would take her to the movies, then to the mall and to the beach. What could possibly go wrong with that plan?"

Chase chuckled. "Maybe a rabbit showed up." he said, making Rocky and Marshall choke with the food on their mouths, but also making Rubble frown.

"Shh, what if he hears you?" the bulldog whined, "It's not cool to mock on him when he's not present." he stated, and the laughs stopped.

"Sorry Rubble. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." Chase apologized in a low tone. "Let's talk about something else."

"Yeah, like..." Zuma continued. "Oh, I know! It's an awesome sunny day, we should totally go to the beach!" he exclaimed, and everyone howled with joy in response.

"Great idea, Zuma! I've been waiting for weeks to practice my surfing skills." said Rubble.

Perfect timing. "Uh, I think I'll pass, guys." said Chase.

"Oh, come on, dude!" spoke Zuma. "Like you have anything better to do."

I do, now shut up!

"Hey, stop bothering! Maybe he does have something important to do today. Right Chase?" Skye came up and defended the Shepherd, who now had a little blush in his cheeks.

"T-Thanks Skye." he mumbled, clearing his throat. "As I was saying, I'll go, uh... around the town! You know, patrolling just in case anyone needs help."

"But... doesn't Ryder call us when that happens?" Everest pointed out.

"Classic Chase, always taking care of others before even thinking on a free day." saluted Skye, making Chase blush even harder than before. "Uhm, if you need some help, maybe I can go with you..." she smiled sweetly...

"NO!" the Shepherd abruptly interrupted her, loud enough to catch the attention of everyone, but also to make Skye blink in surprise.

Seen everyone's reactions, specially the one from the Cockapoo pup, he explained

"I-I mean, no! It'll be boring, I wouldn't want to drag you into a boring patrolling day." he chuckled nervously and looked away.

Skye looked away too, in sadness. "Oh, okay..."

Lots of reactions came up with the little scene. Rocky and Rubble just decided to ignore it with some awkwardness. Everest instead stared with worried eyes at Skye, knowing the feelings towards Chase from the flying pup.

The German Shepherd though didn't even noticed the reactions around him, he was too busy thinking on the "patrolling" he was going to do, and of course in his bowl of food. He didn't noticed the look of dissapointment from Marshall... nor the death glare that Zuma was giving him.

"Hey Skye," the lab said. "You can come with me and Rubble to the beach. I remember you always wanted to learn how to surf." he smiled. Skye raised her look and stared at him for a second. He closed his eyes and grinned showing his teeth in response, drawing a small smile on her face.

"Thanks Zuma." she softly spoke. "You... wanna come too, Everest?"

"Of course I'm in!" The Husky responded, wagging her tail.

"Me too, me too!" Marshall said as well.

"Awesome dude!" exclaimed Zuma. "What about you, Rocky?"

"Beach? Water? Get wet? Thanks, but no thanks. I finally got the time to work on my delayed works." said the mixed breed, swiping treats from his bowl.

"Oh, come on, we can play beach volleyball if you don't want to swim."

Rocky finished swallowing his food. "Maybe when I'm done I can catch up on you at the bay."

"Good enough!" said the lab. "Well, I'll prepare our stuff for our beach day. See you down stairs!" he mentioned, walking away to the elevator.

Meanwhile, Chase...

That drone must still be on that tree, I have to get it back before anyone notices it.

After breakfast and all the plans they have, well, planned, everyone went to the yard to get ready for their beach day, recycling project and secret drone recovery.

Zuma was taking his surf board out his pup house with some difficulty. "Gee, how did I even get it in there?" That was, until he saw Rocky in his gear hopping on in his recycling truck.

"Weren't you going to work on your projects, Rocky?" asked the lab.

"Yeah, but I don't have enough junk to recycle." The mutt responded, "I'm off to Farmer Al's to see if he wants to get rid of some. See ya!" With this, he started the engine and drove off to town.

"Good luck, dude!" yelled Zuma, going back to his surf board. Behind him, Chase was walking towards his own pup house.

"Now, to get that drone back." the shepherd mumbled, disposed to leave as soon as possible.

"Hey Chase!" he suddenly heard from behind. He turned and saw his old buddy.

"What's up, Marshall?" Chase smiled.

The Dally sat in front of him. "What's up? Oh well, I promised you I would talk with you about ... you know what." said Marshall, smiling brightly.

Something was different from the other times. He was willing to tell him about the call? What happened with the 'shut up' thing? This only was confusing Chase, but he was running out of time.

"Oh right, that. I almost forgot about it." Chase grinned. "But... you mind telling me later, I really have to do something first."

"Patrolling stuff? We don't do patrolling, Chase. We leave the real police that job." Marshall questioned.

Wait, what you mean by real police? You offend me.

"I just really feel like I have to do it, seriously." replied the Shepherd, expecting to just end the conversation.

"Oh, ok..." Marshall looked down, but then smiled again. "Well, if you change your mind, come to the beach later. Skye would be really happy if you come." the Dally mentioned with a wink.

Chase rolled his eyes. "Very funny." and waved goodbye to his friend.

Seconds after this, Marshall head to where his stuff was already packed, and where an anxious Cockapoo was waiting for him. Marshall gulped.

"So? Did you convince him?" Skye quickly inquired, her eyes almost out of their orbits.

Marshall sighed. "Sorry, I couldn't, he's ... gonna be busy." the fire pup could swear he heard Skye's heart crash and shatter in pieces inside her chest, while her eyes looked down in sadness."B-But, he told me he will head to the beach with us after he's done!" He tried to cheer her, not too effectively, but enough for the flying pup to show a small smile.

"Really? Thanks Marshall." she came closer and licked his cheek, making him giggle a little.

"Now better get going, Zuma must be impatient." said Marshall. Skye nodded and leaped out to where the others were heading.

Marshall turned his view to Chase again.

What are you up to, Chase?

Said pup was almost reaching his pup house, ready to transform it when he sees the others leaving and drive to the city as soon as he can. But he forgot someone.

"Where are you going, Chase?" Ryder's voice echoed in his big ears.

"R-Ryder, sir!" he shuttered, trying to stay firm. "I-I thought about doing some patrolling today. You know, an extra paw in the streets is always welcome." he chuckled awkwardly.

Ryder looked like he wasn't buying it, but acted like he didn't notice his nervousness. "Alright. Just be sure to come back when you're done. We still have things to discuss." With this, he pet the Shepherd in the head and walked inside the Lookout.

"Yes... sir."

Already in the beach and all the towels and umbrellas set up, Zuma and Rubble raced to the water while Everest lied in her spot. Even if she would rather a colder weather, it was still nice to feel the sun in her fur for one in a while. Even more with the Dalmatian next to her.

Skye was not that excited about surfing as the other pups, though. Leaving her things under her pink with flowers umbrella, she walked towards the paddle board close to shore, all the way peeking on the highway next to the beach, expecting to hear the sirens of a police truck with Chase driving it, coming down and spending time with her.

This never happened.

But she thought that practicing surf would help her to distract a little at least. What Zuma said was actually right, Skye had always wanted to learn how to surf. Actually, not a lot of people, or pups, know that Skye actually loves water sports. But since Chase in rather a land pup, she would play away from shore to instead play games like beach volleyball. But before she had this crush on the German Shepherd she would always go to the beach with Zuma to do some scuba diving, relaxing swimming, or just lay in the paddle boards and let the waves do their job.

Sometimes she misses those days, when everything was easier.

Rubble had returned to shore after a wave kicked him from the surfboard, leaving Zuma and Skye alone.

"You're doing great, Skye! Keep going!" cheered Zuma, watching the Cockapoo paddling towards an incoming wave. She managed to stand in the board and maintain her equilibrium, it was easy after all, but she was still staring at the road, waiting for the sounds of sirens.

"Skye! Behind you!" Zuma shouted. Before Skye could react, just like Rubble, she got kicked from the paddle board. The lab didn't waste time and dived in take her out of the water, taking her first to his surfboard and paddling back to the sand.

"Sorry Zuma, I didn't see the wave coming..." mumbled Skye, a little down.

"It's ok, Skye. We can practice later." grinned Zuma. "Maybe we should rest in the sand for a bit."

And so, both lied on their towels. Zuma moved his own one under Skye's umbrella and both just stared at the ocean. Well, only him, because she was still staring at the highway.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Well, I..."

"Is it about Chase?" he quickly spoke, gaining a surprised look from Skye, but it didn't last for long. After all, Zuma was the first she told about Chase.

The truth is that Zuma was not angry at the police pup, but furious. The lab knew that what Chase said devastated her. But he also knew what this could do to Skye if he just had started a fight with her crush, she would be worse than now, and she wouldn't talk to him. The surfing idea was a way to distract her from thinking about what happened earlier, and also to know more about what was going on with them. Chase was still his friend, a very close one, and he knew that he wouldn't had acted like this if something wasn't bothering him. Plus, he liked Skye back, so why did he refused to go with her to his 'patrolling'?

Skye sighed. "No matter how hard I try to get his attention, he rejects me any time I try to get close."

"Well, he has been acting strange this last week." he commented.

"I don't know what I did to him to hate me..."

With this Zuma placed a paw around her neck and hugged her, pressing her against his chest. Skye sobbed for some seconds before he pulled off. "He doesn't hate you, Skye. We know Chase, something may be bothering him, but I'm more than sure it's not you at all."

"Then why is he avoiding me? What other reason would he have?" She raised her voice, then looked down again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be getting you into my problems."

"Your problems are my problems, remember?" he replied, she looked at him into the eyes.

"You know I do, but it's just..." she let go from the embrace. "I like him, I really like him. And I don't know if I'll be able to hold it much longer."

Zuma thought about something, but it would be asking her too much. However, it was the only way for sure that Skye would get to know... whatever was going on with him, and maybe ... "Well... maybe it's time to tell him how you feel, don't you think?"

"W-What...?"

So, he was gonna tel me... Chase thought. He had already passed the bridge and was heading towards Main Street. He was about to take the turn in Katie's Pet Parlor when his began to think about Marshall. What made him change his mind anyway? Maybe he felt bad for yelling at me? Did he talked with Everest?

He managed to calm himself because, well, it was a closed case after all. He did saw Marshall and Everest kissing, there was no deny to that. Chase was curious though, for how long have they been seen each other behind everyone's backs? Did anyone else know? Maybe Jake or Ryder...?

Ryder...

Chase feels a pain in the chest when he ever tells a lie to Ryder. More than fear of getting punished, he was fearful of what this could do to his and Ryder's relation, of course, if the boy ever finds out. Chase shook his head and looked at the road. One thing at a time...

Something that caught his attention was the new flowers shop that Ms. Marjorie, the old lady from the "spooky house", had opened just that week just next to Katie's, and it was going pretty well apparently. He slowed down for a bit, eyeing some flowers that a couple was buying just now: red roses and pink tulips.

Pink tulips...

Ever since Chase realized that he had strong feelings towards Skye, the police pup wonders every night about a way to ask her out, and the way he thought about was with a bouquet of pink tulips in his muzzle. It was usual to even imagine himself in any place with the flying pup, just the two alone with him finally telling her all what he wanted to say, and her saying "yes" with her eyes sparkling and throwing herself into his chest.

"Skye... Oh, wait. Skye! She wanted to come with me... and I rejected her?! he thought, his eyes popping out their orbits. "I'm such and idiot! How could I reject her like that?! She must think I'm a total jerk... Stupid drone!" He smashed his paws in the panel of his truck and accidentally hit the horn, making the people around cover their ears and look at him annoyed.

"S-Sorry." Chase apologized. "Let's just get this over with."

He pressed the gas and continued his road. After a couple of minutes he made it to Mr. Porter's restaurant, hopped down his cruiser and spotted the tree.

"Ruff! Zip line!" he barked, and the zip line launcher popped out from his pup pack. In a couple of seconds, the police pup climbed up the tree easily, but then...

"Where- Where is it?! Woah-!" he exclaimed, at the same time losing balance and falling from the branch he was standing on, leaving him hanging from the zip line.

Barking away his tool, Chase rushed over the back of his spy cruiser and activated the drone's control panel. He activated the screen and pressed the camera button. Static. "Where's my drone?!"

Oh, and his pup tag started beeping.

"PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!"

I don't know if anyone has noticed, but the tittle hasn't been changed for a reason...