A/N: Heeeyyyy people. Sianii here again with a new chappie.
Disclaimer: I don't own PAW Patrol
Crescent's POV
"Ug. Stupid mud..." I muttered, swiping a clump of it off my butt with my tail. I was on my way back to the Lookout now, and the sun was setting, it's golden-rose glow peering over the tops of the hills in the distance before it vanished all together.
I sighed as I started up the hill wondering things. Ya know, reflecting on my life choises, "where did I go wrong" that sort of crap.
Well, things are going pretty well for me, actually. Other then the fact that I'm covered in mud (There's a reason I keep mentioning it, that stuff's harder to wash out then turtle crap. Don't. Say. A. Word.) But there's been a twist in my plans I didn't expect. No, not the fact she escaped. Come on, even YOU knew that was gonna happen. No, it's the fact that she's found herself a dudefriend.
Oh well. This can play to my advantage. So who gives a crap?
I cross the front yard and head for my tree, and almost slam into Chase.
"Crescent! Where have you been?" He asked, his amber eyes glowing in the darkness.
I sit down. "Geez Chase. Don't get your big boy panties in a bunch. I was just roaming. Boredom roaming."
Chase narrowed his eyes and sniffed. "Oh really? Well you must've been 'roaming' through the dump. You smell like something a roach would eat."
It takes all I have not to swipe my claws over his ears. "Eh, I'll go down to the beach tomorrow." I decided, letting my gaze travel over him. "So how was your useless patrol?" I asked, changing the subject.
He shrugged. "No different as always. Same old streets, same old signs, same old everything."
I nodded. "Yeah. I mean, life here's nice and all, but it get's a little," What's the word. "Predictible." I finished.
Chase nodded in agreement, and yawned. "Whelp. I'ma head to bed." He said drowsily, standing up. "Night Crescent."
"Night." I reply and touch my nose gently to his in farewell. I catch a whiff of something, the street, grass, and one other. One that made my fur bristle just thinking about it.
With a growl, I launch myself at Chase, my surprise attack catching off gaurd and I pinned him down easily.
"WHERE IS SHE!" I demand, my muzzle inches away from his as he struggled under my grasp, trying to throw me off.
"I don't know what your talking about!" He howled, trying to shove me off or wriggle out of my paws, but I hold tight and don't let him go.
"You know exactly who I'm talking about!" I snarl, holding him still with a paw. "Maddie! Where. Is. SHE!"
Chase stopped struggling and glared up at me. "Why in the wide wide world would I tell you?"
"Because if you don't, those pictures of Skye's butt in your puphouse will be published into the freaking newspaper!" I growl, causing his ears to fold back.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THOSE?!" He howled, his amber eyes wide with rage and fear.
I shrugged. "Remember when you had me get you a paper or something from your puphouse?"
He opened his mouth to reply but stopped imself and face-pawed. "Stupid stupid stupid!" He muttered just loud enough for me to hear.
"Well?" He glared at me for a moment longer, then sighed.
"She's at the pound." He confessed. I stopped by there on my patrol and ran into her."
I growl and stepped off him. "Well, looks like she didn't escape after all..." I muttered. "Aw well, she's still locked up, that's what matters." I yawn.
"Well, good night!" And with that I stalk off to my tree, leaving a confused and shocked shepherd behind me.
A/N: Hope ya liked this chappie.
Sianii out!
Peace!