PPX: Zuma's First Month
Episode eight: Party Time Might Hit It's Prime
It was day eleven of Zuma's first month in Adventure Bay, and after the lookout was shown on a bright sunny morning, Rocky and Zuma were shown eating breakfast together. Zuma had to admit that he was a little worried about something regarding Rocky's routine, and he hoped he wouldn't mind being asked about it. "You suwe you're cool with hanging out with me as much as you are? I know you have those patwols with Wichie."
"I talked to Richie about it, and he said he was okay with handling the patrols on his own for a while." Rocky explained, taking a bite out of his waffle before swallowing and assuring Zuma that he enjoyed his company. "And I've been having a lot of fun with you around since you moved here, so spending time with you is no burden to me."
Zuma smiled in response to that as Chase came in with some news for the two of him. "Hey Zuma. I was with Ryder upstairs to see what I could do in town today, and he let me know that the two of us, along with Skye, have a meeting to attend for rescue teams that's taking place Calm-Ten."
"A wescue team meeting?" Zuma finished his last slice of bacon and let out a burp before he replied. "I don't mind so long as they have something fun to do."
"Well..." Chase started, hoping Zuma wouldn't mind what he had to say next. "that's kinda where the problem lies. The meeting in question has a strict rescue members only policy, so we can't take you with us. And trust me; the kids fun house there is awful!" Zuma seemed a little bummed out by that with Chase then finishing what he had to say. "So we're gonna have to leave you here at the Lookout, or with Rocky and Richie at Mayor Goodway's house, until we get back."
Zuma seemed a little worried about staying home alone as the voice of Nicky was suddenly heard from nearby. "Don't forget about me!" Nicky came into the kitchen as the Doberman implied how gross it was using the bathroom after Chase. "I'm using the bathroom before you next time."
Chase couldn't help but laugh a bit at what Nicky had to endure, and then Zuma asked about the situation. "I don't know Chase. Do you weally think I can handle being in the Lookout without you guys? I know you said I could stay at Mayor Goodway's house, but I wouldn't wanna buwden Wocky and Wichie, or Diane."
Rocky was about to speak up with Nicky hatching a scheme and instantly chiming in with a grin. "I could help you Zuma!" Zuma was surprised to hear that as Nicky then walked up to him and spoke up about his own situation. "I live in one of the apartments in town myself; think that one anime that's basically Trauma in disguise of a happy, cute story."
Zuma felt a little calmer about this after hearing that and felt it wouldn't hurt to accept. "Well... if you're weally okay with it."
Rocky couldn't help but be suspicious about this and decided to be on his guard to make sure Nicky wasn't planning something. "Just try not to cause any trouble."
"I can assure you, I have no intention of doing so." Nicky assured Rocky, lying under his teeth to hide what he had planned. He then turned to Chase to assure him that he had it. "You can trust me Chase. Zuma did invite me here after all. I may as well repay him."
Chase saw Nicky's point, despite being concerned himself as he looked to Zuma, who nodded his head yes in response. He then looked at Nicky again and figured that if Zuma was comfortable with it, then nothing could go too dangerously wrong. Letting out a sigh, he decided to allow this. "Okay, but I want you three to promise me you'll call as soon as things start going wrong." Zuma and Rocky gave thumbs up in response to that, and Nicky did shortly after. In his head, he was laughing tauntingly as he thought about how easily he was able to progress his new plan.
Later that afternoon, Nicky had a bunch of party stuff that he set up on the coffee table for Rocky and Zuma to see. Zuma was intrigued with Rocky instantly catching on as Rocky then stepped in to insist on backing of this. "No. We're not throwing a party in the Lookout. Forget it Nicky."
"Oh, come on Rocky; it'll be a blast." Nicky insisted, and then he started assuring Zuma that this party would end well for everyone. "And we're not gonna thrash the entire place Zuma, if that's what you might end up worried about." Zuma wasn't sure what to say about this as Nicky then continued to manipulate him. "Just think about it Zuma. If you have this party, then everyone in town will like you, and you won't have to worry about being a burden again!" Zuma did find that to be tempting with Rocky catching onto what Nicky was doing. "And then you can-"
"Stop right there Nicky!" Rocky snapped, refusing to let Nicky use Zuma's trauma to convince him to throw a party. The very idea made Rocky sick to his stomach. "I can get behind throwing a party with the permission of the house owners, but I will never, EVER stand, for you manipulating any of my friends to throw one without behind their backs! Zuma doesn't need this party to move on from his past, and he certainly doesn't need it being outright stated that-"
Just then, the Lookout door opened with Nicky covering his stuff up with a blanket as Richie came in and asked what the commotion was about. "What's this about someone manipulating Zuma in order to throw a party?"
When Ryder, Chase, and Skye came down from the elevator, Nicky quickly used his cover up story before Rocky and Zuma could speak up. "We were just discussing what we should do for fun tonight, and I suggested method acting! We were currently acting out what would happen if I wanted to throw a party in the Lookout and was going too far with convincing these two to go along with it."
Before Richie could speak up, Ryder, Chase, and Skye went over to Zuma with Ryder letting the three dogs staying at the Lookout know what to do while he was gone. "Feel free to have as much fun as you want guys. Just make sure no one gets so badly hurt, and remember that Richie's in charge."
Nicky flinched upon hearing that with Skye then speaking sweetly to Zuma for encouragement. "Have fun on your first day home without us Zuma."
Skye kissed Zuma's cheek, leaving Zuma slightly confused as Chase then spoke up about some advice for Zuma. "Don't overthink it Zuma. Just picture tonight as a normal night at the Lookout, except it'll be someone else watching you this time." Zuma looked to Richie, who gave him a reassuring nod. Zuma did like Richie, so he felt he could handle being watched by him. "And remember." Zuma gave Chase his full attention as he let him know about one final rule. "Your safety is our top priority. (Looks at Rocky) That goes for you too Rocky; don't worry."
Rocky gave a thumbs up in response, and Chase then finished what he had to say as he handed Zuma a Pup-Phone. "We normally give these to members, but we'll make this a one night exception. If anything happens that you can't handle, call us, and we'll come home as fast as we can."
"Got it. Thanks Chase." Zuma responded, making sure Chase knew he was paying attention as he got a look at his new Pup-Phone. "So we can't buy these in phone stowes, can we?"
"Nope. Paw Patrol exclusive. But it can still call anyone if you know their number." Chase informed Zuma, and then he headed off with the others as they all said goodbye to the others. "See you when we get back guys!"
"Have fun!" Skye added happily.
"We'll be back at ten o clock tonight." Ryder informed the pups.
Once the three were gone, Richie walked up to the three and went over to the blanket. He then gave a fun loving smile as he revealed what was underneath and spoke up. "This had better be some party." Rocky, Zuma, and Nicky then beamed when hearing that, knowing that tonight was gonna be a fun night.
About an hour or so later, Richie was standing guard at the party gate, waiting for the people in Adventure Bay to stop on by. He saw Farmer Yumi coming up and was glad to see her stopping by. "Hey Farmer Yumi. Farmer Al taking the farm on by himself again?"
"Yep, sure is." Farmer Yumi answered, being amazed by what a hard worker her husband was. "Ya gotta admire someone who's willing to take on that kind of labor. Farm life is hard enough with the both of us watching over."
Richie allowed Farmer Yumi to enter and inside the Lookout, everyone was having an awesome time. Zuma especially was amazed by how everything turned out. He'd never been to a party before, and he was really glad to see that so many people came to have fun with him. "Wocky, this is awesome! I didn't know pawties could be this packed!"
"A lot of people tend to show up to parties Zuma. That's part of what makes them parties." Rocky informed Zuma, and then he thought about how crazy things could end up getting tonight. "I just hope things to get too intense. Hopefully Richie being here will stop that from being a problem." Once Richie was sure all of the guests were there, he went inside and went over to the snack bar. "Did everyone who could show up arrive Richie?"
Richie gave Rocky a thumbs up and got himself some punch as Nicky then started to execute his plan by pretending to have to use the bathroom. "I'll be right back guys. I have to pee." Nicky went for the bathroom and made sure not to bump into too many people as he did. When he got to the bathroom, he was relieved to see that there was no line waiting there for him. He snuck into the bathroom and locked the door, pulling out a tennis ball and setting it up on the sink. He then opened up the part of the toilet that blocks the part where the water inside the toilet drains upon flushing.
Nicky drained the water with his paw and then grabbed the tennis ball, shoving it into the plug to stop it from draining. Nicky tested it just to be sure, and surely enough, the toilet didn't flush. He then saw that there was no water in the toilet itself. He was pleased to see how easy this was and put the top back on the toilet before making his leave. He checked to see if there were any security cameras before making his exit, and he failed to notice any, much to his relief.
While Nicky was doing his plan, Zuma was taking a crack at the apple bobbing game, and with his blindfold on and his hands wrapped, Richie gave him the go ahead. "Go for it Zuma!"
Zuma bobbed for his apple and managed to grab onto one, making everyone at the party cheer as Rocky commented on it. "Point Zuma!"
Zuma got excited when he heard that and set the apple to the side as Rocky took his blindfold off, as well as the thing around his hands. "That felt gweat! You want a tuwn Wocky?"
Rocky looked at the water and decided not to go for it. Even if it was for a game, he still didn't like getting into water. "I'll pass, thanks."
Zuma and the others were then shown playing Pictionary with Richie drawing something and letting the others guess when he was finished. Once he was done, everyone tried to take a guess at what it was, starting with Zuma, who tried to get a good grasp of it. "Some dwunk dude dancing!"
Richie nodded his head no in response, and then Rocky took a crack at it, having a good idea as to what it might be. "A stereotypical homosexual?"
Richie couldn't help but snicker at what Rocky's guess was, but still nodded his head no. This led to Nicky taking a guess himself. "Mortality."
Richie gave a thumbs up to Nicky, who pumped his fist as Zuma then questioned how mortality was the correct guess. Mostly because he didn't know what it meant. "What does 'mowtality' mean?"
"People who can die of old age, as the non-preachy description would put it." Richie explained, and then he walked up to Zuma as he gave him an example. "Say for example, a human. If someone is at least half human, they can still die of old age. Pure demons on the other hand, have very few methods you can kill them with."
Zuma was caught off guard with that one. So much so that he couldn't help but shudder. The thought of meeting a pure demon made his spine chill. "Good thing WE don't know any demons." Richie couldn't help but snicker in response to that as Zuma then raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "What is it Wichie?"
"Nothing, nothing." Richie lied, not being ready to inform Zuma of his hybrid status yet. Instead, he decided to guide the others to another game. "Let's just keep the party rolling." Zuma was fine with that. At least everyone was having a good time.
Zuma and some of the other party guests were now playing Would You Rather (Not the board game), and Farmer Yumi was asking a question to Diane. "Okay Mayor Goodway. Would you rather chug an entire keg of fireball whiskey, or watch over a chicken as a pet, who's always getting into trouble?"
"Definitely the chicken." Mayor Goodway answered confidently, not planning on drinking anytime soon. "Both would be trouble, but at least the chicken would liven up my life without making me an alcoholic."
Farmer Yumi could get behind that one, and then Rocky asked a question to Zuma, hoping he would be comfortable with it. "This is a nasty one Zuma. Would you rather drink the pee of a cat, or kiss someone's butt when they're about to fart on you?"
Zuma thought about that one for a few moments, having a question himself that would help his answer. "Would the butt in question be hot?"
"Not how it works Zuma." Rocky informed Zuma. "You have to pick one without any extra context regarding how bad it is."
Zuma liked the challenge from that one, but still managed to pick his answer rather easily. "Kissing the butt then. I've alweady been fawted on by you, Chase, and Skye at least once each by now, so I'm kinda used to being fawted on."
Rocky couldn't help but blush while smiling nervously at Zuma's mention of being farted on by him. That was definitely a moment he would've wished away if Zuma didn't laugh it off. "Hehe. Yeah, I can... I can certainly understand that logic."
Richie decided to go ahead and give Nicky a question, deciding to see if he was as crazy as he made himself look sometimes. "Your turn Nicky." Nicky gave Richie his full attention as Richie then asked him a question that he knew would stump him, regardless of which answer he gave. "Would you rather do something so out of the ordinary that you get locked in an insane asylum, or live the rest of your life in a prison cell with no one to talk to.
Nicky had to admit that Richie was good. Most people would probably struggle when it came to answering a question like that. He also saw that despite the look on Richie's face being calm and composed, the look in his eyes looked as if he'd known that he was able to stump the Doberman. Nicky knew he couldn't give a sane answer, so he decided to play Richie a little bit himself and be vague. "I'd say the insane asylum. End of story."
Everyone was certainly surprised by how deep that question was as Rocky then explained to Zuma what an insane asylum was. "That's where people go when they're so crazy that they can't fit in with society unless they miraculously get better."
"Ah." Zuma was glad he didn't know someone who got sent to a place like that. He decided to go ahead and ask Richie a question himself. "Sounds like you're good with tough questions Wichie. Mind if I take a cwack at it?" Richie gave Zuma a thumbs up, allowing Zuma to ask his question. "Would you wather kill your deadbeat dad, or kill evewy cop int he world who abuses theiw power?"
Richie already had an answer for that one, and it was one that surprised Zuma by a long shot. "Kill my deadbeat dad; no question. And if you know just how much dangerous he is compared to most deadbeats, you'd know exactly why I'd pick him." As much as Zuma wanted to, he decided to leave that discussion there. He knew parents were a touchy subject in cases like this.
Later that night, Nicky was getting punch for himself, Rocky, and Zuma, and in the cup he planned to give to Zuma, he planted some kind of laxative in to mess with Zuma. He put four cups on a tray and walked over to where Rocky, Zuma, and Richie were, setting the tray down next to them. He also made sure to hand the cup with the laxative in it to Zuma before anyone else. "Punch anyone?"
"Thanks Nicky." Rocky responded as he accepted his punch, which Nicky handed to him right after handing Zuma his cup. He then handed Richie his cup before grabbing his own, and everyone then got down to drinking. Rocky definitely loved the flavor of the punch they got. "Tasty! I just might get myself another cup soon."
Once Zuma finished his cup, failing to notice Nicky's brief devious grin, he spoke up about how much fun he was having at the party. "I gotta tell ya Nicky. I wasn't suwe how this pawty was gonna tuwn out, since it's my fiwst one and all outside of biwthdays, but you made a gweat call tonight." Nicky gave a fake smile of gratitude in response to that as Zuma then started thinking about when the next party could be. "Maybe we should have another one the next time the othews are out of town."
"Slow down there Zuma." Richie chimed in, instantly noticing Zuma's excitement regarding parties. "Parties are fun and all, but too many of them at once can be bad for you."
Zuma kept that in mind with Rocky making a suggestion on what they could do next for the party... upon the growl of Zuma's tummy that is. "Maybe we could order some pizza. That's always a good thing to have at a party this lively."
Zuma couldn't help but get giddy at the sound of pizza. "Pizza sounds awesome wight now. Let's owder!" Richie took his phone out to order the pizza with Nicky secretly thinking happy thoughts regarding how the night was going to end for Zuma once the laxative kicked in. Now he just had to make sure he wouldn't get caught for exactly what he was trying to do.
About twenty minutes later, Zuma was shown to be getting impatient regarding the pizza, whining to Richie about how long it was taking. "Wichie, when's the pizza coming? I wanna get my peppewoni on."
"Be patient Zuma; we still have twenty five minutes left." Richie reminded Zuma, getting slightly annoyed by his whining as he reminded him of where he ordered the pizza from. "Don't forget I had to order out of town since Mr. Porter's at the party." Zuma then started to feel a rumble in his stomach, making him concerned as he instantly knew what it was. Richie on the other hand, thought it was just Zuma being incredibly hungry. "Wow, you must be hungry."
"That's not hunger Wichie." Zuma informed Richie, and he held his gut tightly as he tried to hold in what he actually had.
Rocky instantly got concerned as he rushed over to Zuma in an attempt to comfort him. "Does your stomach hurt? How bad is it?"
Zuma's stomach growled again and he got off the couch as soon as it did, rushing off while answering Rocky's question. "Whatevew numbew means it's about to buwst!" Zuma rushed off to the bathroom, which thankfully had no line, and he ran in and closed the door, locking it before noticing that there was no water in the toilet, meaning it was broken. 'Dawn it! Why is it bwoken!? I can't use this now!'
Zuma rushed out of the bathroom with Rocky joining him as he looked for a place to use the bathroom. "Maybe you could go outside like dogs used to do?"
"And who would be savage enough to do that now!?" Zuma retorted while holding his butt tightly with his paws, and then he saw a big bucket that looked big enough to hold all of it in. "The apple bobbing bucket! Good thing we dwained it alweady!"
Nicky was nearby and brought the bucket over to Zuma, catching everyone's attention as Richie spoke up to the rest of the party guests. "Don't pay attention anyone! This isn't anything to place your concern to!"
Nicky brought the bucket over to Zuma while hiding the fact that he was doing this to humiliate him. "This should help!"
"Thanks Nicky!" Zuma responded, and then he found him stomach growling again as...
PHHHHHHHHHHT
...a loud and bassy fart caught everyone's attention with Zuma farting on his paws with a brownish yellow cloud of rotten eggs and dog poop. Zuma's expression changed dramatically, and he cared so little about those looking at him that he shouted at the top of his lungs. "I CAN'T HOLD IT ANYMOWE! HOLD THE STUPID BUCKET!" Zuma then sat on the bucket with Rocky and Nicky holding it as Zuma then began...
Ssshhhhhhllllllllllopffffftttt
...the bucket was filled up with poop after about ten seconds, and Zuma could feel the relief coursing through his body in that moment as he finished. Despite the nasty smell of his feces, he was glad to have gotten it all out of his system. He then snapped back into reality when he remembered where he was, and everyone at the party was currently staring. Richie tried to get them to stop with Rocky attempting to comfort Zuma, who was blushing bright red with as much embarrassment as he could muster. Holding in his tears of humilation, he shouted. "Pawty's over; thanks for coming!"
Zuma then rushed out of the lookout as fast as he could, bawling his eyes out over what just happened as Rocky chased after him to try and comfort him. "Zuma, wait!"
Nicky then pretended to be oblivious as to why that happened and decided to go drain the bucket. "I'm gonna go... drain this bucket."
Nicky did his best to ignore the smell of Zuma's poop as Richie then got off the couch and followed up on Zuma's abrupt ending to the party. "Alright people; you heard the Lab! Sorry to end the party early, but I think we've all had enough of it for one night!" The guests then left while expressing concern for Zuma, hoping he wasn't too embarrassed about the incident that just took place. Richie signaled them to leave through the front entrance as quickly as possible. "Come on people! Single file, quick and easy! You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"
Richie then let his mother know when he would be home that night since she was the lat one out. "I'll head home after Zuma feels better after tonight." Diana hugged her son as she left the lookout, leaving Richie to confront Nicky about Zuma's accident. He went to the bathroom, and he saw Nicky cleaning out the bucket Zuma pooped in the best he could. Before Richie offered him a hand, he asked him about the incident. "Nicky... did you have something to do with what just happened?"
Nicky flinched in response to that and quickly denied it. He knew how observant Richie was, but he had to at least try. "Me? No, of course not! It must've been something Zuma ate that we missed being rotten or something. You know how food poisoning can get; no one knows which end it's really gonna come out of."
Nicky got back to cleaning the bucket as Richie sighed, knowing he couldn't tell for sure if it was Nicky's fault yet. "Look Nicky. I can't prove anything right now, but if I found out you did something to set up Zuma being humiliated by half the town, I won't hesitate to let him beat you up again."
Richie's words made Nicky nervous, but he held it in so he could give Richie a fake promise of his stance. "I promise Richie. I didn't do anything."
Richie knew he had to take Nicky's word on it, at least for now. He decided to just help him clean the bucket so it would be completely clean faster. "Look, let's just get this cleaned. The last thing Zuma needs right now is others fighting in his home." Nicky was relieved to see that Richie didn't bust him. Richie didn't entirely believe him, but he knew he couldn't prove anything without any evidence to justify an accusation against the Doberman. For now, he'd just wait for Ryder to get back. He sent him a text to let him know what was going on.
Zuma was crying by the trees near the lookout with Rocky comforting the Chocolate Labrador by hugging him as he let it out. Zuma couldn't believe he'd just done that in front of half of the Adventure Bay population. If it were just Rocky and the rest of his frequent friend it would've been fine, or at least tolerable. He couldn't imagine what everyone in Adventure Bay would be talking about soon. "I still can't believe I did that! Now evewyone in Adventuwe Bay is gonna be talking about this! People might stawt thinking I have bowel pwoblems or something!"
Rocky continued to pat Zuma's back while hugging him, knowing he had to get this out of his system. It wasn't every day that someone could be humiliated like that in their own home. Rocky did have an idea as to what happened, but he decided to keep it to himself for now. The last thing Zuma needed was more drama. "They won't make fun of you Zuma. Don't forget, I've been living here for years." Rocky pulled Zuma away as he further assured him of this. "The people in this town are some of the nicest you'll ever meet."
Zuma did feel better after hearing that, but he still wished his accident didn't happen. He sniffled a bit as he expressed his regret for having the party at all. "I should've listened to you and just told Nicky to fowget about the pawty." That surprised Rocky a bit as Zuma finished what he had to say. "At least then I'd only maybe be bowed."
"Well, believe it or not, I'm glad we had the party anyway." Zuma was caught off guard by that, and Rocky then explained why as he rubbed Zuma's head. "I wouldn't want what happened to you to happen to me either, obviously. But tonight was fun, and I can tell everyone else was having fun too." Rocky wiped Zuma's eyes as he assured him that tonight wasn't a complete disaster. "And I saw you having a great time tonight too. You can't tell me you didn't feel great when you bobbed that apple on your first attempt. That doesn't happen with just anyone."
Zuma did chuck a weak smile, since he had to admit that Rocky was right. Even with the way the party ended, it obviously wasn't a complete disaster. "I guess not." Zuma then thought about how easily Richie's response to his question in Would You Rather was. "And Wichie pwoved that his dad is more of a monstew than most deadbeats."
Rocky laughed a bit in response to that before then pointing out something else Zuma did tonight. "And by having this party, you took a risk at showing the people of Adventure Bay who you really are." Zuma gained a look of realization upon Rocky's mention of that. Could the stuff beforehand be enough to make people ignore the incident? "At least now you're getting closer to being able to talk to people outside of the Paw Patrol casually."
Zuma saw that point, and that's when they heard Chase's voice from nearby. "Ryder! Skye! They're over here!" Rocky and Zuma saw Chase running up to them, and it was clear that he was showing concern for what happened to Zuma at the party. "Richie sent Ryder a text. I can't believe that happened to you Zuma." Rocky let go of Zuma and allowed him to hug Chase, who wrapped his arms around him as he expressed remorse over not being here to prevent Zuma's incident. "I should've called during break intermission. Then maybe I could've prevented this."
Zuma didn't understand why Chase was blaming himself for this, and then Ryder and Skye came along with Ryder speaking up. "This isn't on you Chase. You or Zuma. No one could've seen this coming."
Zuma sniffled again as he wiped his eyes, amazed to find that the others were taking the party behind their backs so well. "You mean... you're not gonna punish me?"
"Even if you deserved it, which you don't," Skye began, making sure Zuma knew he was easily forgiven for the party. "we think what happened to you tonight was a bit much." Zuma was at least glad to learn that he wouldn't be getting punished for this. He didn't need any kind of strict discipline after what happened tonight.
Zuma and the others were now cleaning up in the Lookout as Richie and Nicky came back with the bucket. Once Zuma noticed, he started thinking about the incident again as Nicky expressed 'remorse' for what happened tonight. "I'm terribly sorry my idea for a party led to Zuma looking like a complete idiot. (Rocky raises an eyebrow) I was hoping it would just be a fun time for all of us."
Chase saw that Zuma was looking down and hatched an idea, walking up to him with a smirk on his face. "Ya know Nicky, that's not the only disgusting thing that happened tonight." Zuma seemed a little confused at first, but then Chase gave him a smug grin with Rocky then shown walking behind Chase to pick up some more balloons, only for...
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP
...Chase to rip a loud and bassy five second fart into Rocky's face, not noticing at the time with Chase's butt vibrating as he unleashed a nasty yellow cloud of rotten eggs. His butt was also shown off a little more, since he was in his police pup gear, and it put a slight, barely noticeable squeeze, on his upper body. This led to Zuma bursting out in laughter, Skye rolling her eyes as she wafted the fart scent away, Ryder rolling his eyes while smiling, Richie nodding his head no with a smile, and Nicky giving a deadpan look as the last one responded. "Figures."
Chase wafted the fart away with his butt, not noticing that Rocky was behind him until the Mixed Breed started coughing and wafting the fart away, having recovered enough to do so. Once Chase and Zuma heard this, they turned around and saw Rocky coughing one last time from the fart, leaving the two to laugh a bit as Chase apologized for what he just did. "Sorry Rocky."
"No problem." Rocky responded, being sorta used to Chase farting in his face by this point; either by a prank, or without noticing, or by accident. Not as much with that last one, but still. Just then, the doorbell rang, leaving Rocky to let them know who it was. "Oh yeah, we ordered pizza for the party. (Looks at Chase) Get ready Chase; we've got some meat lovers for you to go savage guard dog on."
Chase loved the sound of that with Ryder answering the door and accepting seven pizza boxes from the delivery guy. "Don't worry about the cost. This was paid by card."
Richie showed his credit card to the others, leaving Ryder to nod in response to that as he replied. "Good to know. Thanks for bringing them over."
The delivery guy nodded with Ryder closing the door as he walked off, setting the pizzas down on the coffee table as Skye asked about what they got. "You guys did get at least one pizza without garlic on it, right? I don't wanna end up farting all night."
"Yeah, we only got two pizzas with gawlic as a topping. "Zuma assured Skye, being well aware by this point of what garlic did to her. "And as long as you don't do it in my face again, your woom can be as smelly as you want."
Skye kept that in mind with a giggle and then opened up one of the pizza boxes, which everyone else did with Nicky speaking up about the party. "We should do this again sometime."
"Would be fun, but maybe keep the part where Zuma goes number 2 in front of everyone out of it." Rocky chimed in slightly defensively, having a feeling that Nicky was still up to something, and that he was responsible for Zuma's incident. Nicky pretended to be oblivious and started eating an onion and tomato pizza, leaving Rocky to ask uma if he was up for more parties. "Would you be up for another party Zuma? I mean, if we decided to have one that is."
Zuma thought about that for a moment as he was getting a slice of Hawaiian pizza. He figured it'd be fine if he didn't embarrass himself at every single one. Plus, it meant more fun with the people in Adventure Bay. "I don't see why not. Especially since now I know to be extwa caweful about what I eat or dwink in public."
Richie chuckled a bit upon hearing that, figuring that Zuma would've known about that already. "Just don't forget that you also have to be cautious at home." Zuma nodded in response to the reference of his peanut allergy, deciding to go ahead and enjoy his pizza to finish off his night. He bit into his slice of pizza with a smile as the screen faded to black, ending the episode off.
