It was bright and early. The noise wasn't that much of a fuss. Chase had just received a news from Ryder that Chase would be guarding the princess of Barkingburg's crown for the night.

He had clearly stated that they'll be leaving soon. Maybe after thirty minutes, they'll be hitting the skies and off to their destination.

Skye happens to be by his side, after all, they are neighbors after all. So she over heard him. With confidence, she walked over to his house and asked "Hey, since you're guarding the princess' crown, why don't we play something like that?"

His head tilted side ways, right away, she knew it was a dumb idea "I mean, it's okay if you don"'t want, you're an expert at guarding things anyways"

Then she heard him laugh "I don't think it's a bad idea! We can have fun with it! Since, I'll be bored in the next few hours" He admits.

"Come!" He yelled, as he picked up some outfit laying on the grass floor. The other pups have been playing prince and princesses lately, ever since they heard about his special task.

Skye tipped and did a back-flip "Thanks Chase!" She says, then grabbed her pink lacey skirt, then ran to the yard to where she left her tiara.

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Skye giggled excitedly, as she sat herself comfortably on her cardboard throne. She don"'t know why she was like this. But somehow, she likes it.

No. Loves it.

"Royal guard Chase, please make sure no one gets their paws on my crown." She playfully demands. Chase looks at her with a smile "I'll keep it safe, Princess Skye." He says, serious-sounding.

Although there was some slight humor in it. Chase 'guarded' his princess' dear crown. He stood by it attentively, with eyes like eagle. He was eager to catch some bad guys.

Until... Rubble appeared! He was walking casually past them, then found Chase and Skye's little play. He decided to spice things up a bit.

"Look, over there, bad guys!" He yelled. Chase turned around to where he was pointing. He was confused "Where?" He questions.

The German Shepherd heard him laugh "Here!!" He yelled out victoriously, grabbing the bowl, which serves as the crown.

Skye and Chase decided that let be it the bowl to be the crown. Skye knew that her crown to tiara wouldn't be safe. They're pups after all! They chew stuff and sometimes, bite marks dent through.

"Hey, come back with that crown!" He yells, loud and clear. Then chased to Rubble. Unfortunately to him, the thief got some company, he called onto Zuma, to where he tossed the bowl later on.

So Chase's attention was completely on Zuma. Marshall was there, and Zuma was left with no choice but to pass it to him, otherwise, they will not succeed with their robbery.

The bowl flew mid-air. Marshall was about to grab it with his mighty teeth, but Chase got it first. Rocky was watching everything fall into place The crown is safe!" He declared gladly.

Skye couldn't help but, grow even wider and how cute he was. Wait what?

"Great job, Chase! Nobody's gonna take the real thing when you're watching it." Rocky compliments, walking near to him.

"Yep, that's why the Earl of Barkingburg wanted your help, Chase." She reminds, Chase nodded, as he remembered Ryder's words.

As they speak of that. Ryder happens to call Chase and chaperone him back to Barkingburg. "That's my cue" He says, looking to the other pups. "No crown's too big, no crown thief's too small! Or something like that." Then they shared a quick laugh then rode the Air Patroller.

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"Busby! Chase is coming! I have to do something so he can be mine forever!" Sweetie pondered beside the throne, to where her beloved owner sat quietly, distracted with her book, which fortunately was too interesting for her, that she couldn't hear a thing.

Minutes passed, and she was dumb-founded. Clueless. And idea-less. She wandered off and found the white marble porcelain.

There, stood a proud crown, as its slowly crafted jewels glistened softly with the setting sun that came from the roofs of the castle.

She was enraptured at the sight that was held before her. Sweetie couldn't help but leap onto her feet and wear it for herself. "This should distract me from that handsome pooch for now" She thought, as she pretends to be some sort of real princess, that rules over a real kingdom.

Her beeline to the magnificent crown didn't stay unnoticed for long. The Princess noticed her and her heart-melted at the sight "Aww! Sweetie wants to wear the crown. Precious pooch!" She exclaimed in delight.

Sadly, Earl took it away from Sweetie and replaced it back to its rightful place. The pedestal with a soft, silky maroon pillow, with yellow-gold fabric around it, surrounding it as it drapes down, barely even touching any surface of some sort.

"Oh, you have such an amusing pet, Your Highness." Earl says, as his heart melted at the sight of her.

It had some sort hurt Sweetie that they just treat her like a common pup. Slowly, a tide of hurt and sulk rose within her.

Because of this... She had now dreamt of stealing the crown for herself so she could rule somewhere else. What's more to her plan, is she will try convince Chase to be her prince.

Her train of thought was shortly disturbed by her beloved Princess, calling. "I'll be right along princess!" She called out, trying to sound sweet right after someone rudely disturbed her. Which what she don't know, was unintentional.

"I have an idea! I should take the royal crown and become queen! Then as for Chase... I'll somehow lure him to the secret passage to the dungeon, lock him there for awhile until the I find us a new kingdom to rule! And wait until the PAW Patrol gives up! Follow me, Busby! We need to make a plan." As she launches her great idea.

Time slowly ticked towards night. The stars started to slowly burn bright high in the midnight black cloak that is the sky. The moon happens to be up as well.

The birds were off to their nests to slumber. Night crawlers, owls, and bats started to wake from their day sleep. Ready to spread their legs or wings and to go for a night adventure.

Fly or crawl freely without a care or concern in the world. Just their mission... Food.

The night was very peaceful. Street lights and shops illuminated the streets. The castle cast lights through its windows as if it was some disco ball that produces low burning light.

The serenity in the castle wasn't held long. Chase suddenly crashed out of nowhere. As Chase, the Princess and The Earl talked, Sweetie held back a smirk.

"Everything's falling into what I suspect Busby" She whispered to her minion. After that, Sweetie's owner said goodnight to everyone else. The Earl walked to his room.

"Good night Chase!" She calls out, walking to one of the halls to pretend she was going to sleep. Chase, politely wished her goodnight as well, then had focused to guarding.

While he did that. Sweetie geared up under Chase's nose.

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The sleepy German Shepherd yawned of tiredness. He hadn't barely have any sleep along the way. He was after all, used to an immobilized environment.

Never was he used to hearing any sort if vibrations while he's asleep. He would want pure quiet. And now was he home sick.

As Chase battled against his heavy eyes that are pleading to be closed shut, and his weariness; right before his eyes completely closed, he found a mouse running at the polished floor.

"HALT!" He yelled, and when his eyes were fully open and wide awake; conscience fully aware and functioning, he realized it was just a wind-up toy.

When he was content to what he saw, and something that is not that could kill him. He began to sneeze at the presence of the royal kitties.

"Uh oh, kittens! I'm allergic to them" Then the German Shepherd began to sneeze uncontrollably. Sweetie muttered a quick sorry, then readied herself for Chase's next action.

Which she predicted right. The alarm went blaring, so of course, Chase decided to turn it off to not commence any further commotion.

As he was distracted turning it off, and sneezing his head out, Sweetie snatched it to execute the next phase of her plan, if it all goes well.

Back with Chase at the throne room, the Princess and the Earl had appeared in alert, woken up from their slumber.

It was no shock to see the two in utter shock "It's gone! The royal crown of Barkingburg!" She exclaimed, her eyes looked terrified and shocked at the sight of her crown gone.

As Chase's allergy slowly withered away, which he was thankful (he thought that he's going to die by just sneezing. It'd be weird to see a grave en-carved 'died from sneezing' which in my opinion is sure weird, but still, its rare to see someone die from it) he replied to the princess "Those kittens made me sneeze. So, I didn't see who took it."

Fortunately for him, he began to smell someone's specific scent. Which Sweetie intentionally did. She applied some perfume so Chase could easily pick her scent up, and lead him to the dungeon, where she'll lock him for awhile, and bring him out once she finally have found a place they can stay.

As Chase sniffs out the scent, to his surprise, it was Sweetie, who was so called sweet little pooch. "Sweetie? You took the royal crown?" Chase says in a form of a question, even if the answer's right in front of him already.

"That's Queen Sweetie! And, yes, I took it. But I'm gonna make sure everyone thinks you did." She barks. In the back of her mind, she was smiling to herself at how her plan executed smoothly.

Chase smirked upon this, he thought that he could prove her wrong. But what he doesn't know, is this was part of her plan "We'll see about that. I'm calling for backup."

His bow tie glistens into a blue light and had made contact to Ryder's pup pad. As he tells a story, when he was coming to mentioning who the culprit was, until Sweetie grabbed his bow tie, flicked a lever, which lead him to a dungeon.

Sweetie went back to the princess to tell her a tattle of a lie, her princess was of course, devastated to hear that her favorite pup was the one who stole the crown. Which she didn't really expect such things from him.

The West-Highland White Terrier was beaming at herself. "With this, she'll tell Ryder and the PAW Patrol that Chase did it, so Ryder will have to kick Chase out of the team, and I'll have him all to me~"

She accidentally let out an evil laugh, which the princess misinterpreted as some normal laugh of hers. "What made you laugh my pooch?"

"Oh nothing, just remembered a thought that warms my heart dearly" She half-lied. It was because the thought of Chase being hers, melts her heart.

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"Paw Patrol! To the look out!"

"Ryder needs us!" All of the pups barked in unison. Everyone else were just doing what they were doing. Playing, sleeping, chatting, goofing around...

After Marshall wiping out the others, they went into to the PAW Patroller smoothly and sat down. When everyone was sitting comfortably, Ryder broke out the saddening news "Bad news, pups... Chase is missing."

Everyone's mouth gaped at it. "Oh no!" Rocky exclaims, as Skye says "What happened to him?" She was in deep concern for him.

Within the depths of her conscience, she was panicking at the sudden disappearance of her best friend. Or so what she thought.

She hadn't listened attentively to what the other's were saying. All she did was stare at the floor. As the Air Patroller faded into its stealth mode, the morning skies slowly faded into night.

Stars began to appear, and a cloak covered the sun that is the night. When Skye felt the air bus slowly descending to ground, she brought herself back to reality.

When the Air Patroller was safely docked, every pup hopped off, even Ryder. When everyone was geared up, they went to where the screen was placed.

Ryder began to call. "Please pick me, please pick me" She repeated in her head. As she tries so hard to look like she's okay, with a smile plastered on her face; listening attentively, when in reality she wasn't.

"All right, Mission PAW is on a roll!"

Skye was taken aback when everyone began to start howling. At first, she was dumb-founded, when she realized that Ryder and his lucky two picks were set.

She tried to howl along the guys. She had to admit. It gave her a heart attack. But Luckily, nobody noticed. Skye sighed realizing that Ryder hadn't picked her. But decided to stay happy and smile.

Then with that, they rode on their transportation, off to solve the mystery case of Chase being the thief. Skye wasn't really convinced that Chase would ever do that, even if the princess do thinks he did. She knows that he's too kind and pure to do any of those things. All he wanted is to serve anyone in need, and see then smile. Pretty much every dogs' motto and goal. Making anyone smile. No matter how badly they are treated. The ride there wasn't really pleasant for her.

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Not longing, the PAW Patrol have arrived at the palace. Sweetie quickly hid away the crown so she could put up a show later on in front of the princess that Chase was the real culprit. Which would cause him to get kicked out of the PAW Patrol.

While everyone talked. Sweetie sneakily crept away somewhere to hide Chase's bow tag and lead them to a wild goose chase.

Shifting our focus to Skye. Her heart was pounding crazily when Chase wasn't in her field of vision. She may be deep in thought, but brought herself to listen attentively. "Maybe Ryder will use me in finding him" She thought.

"Let's go find Chase and the crown" Ryder says, as he gestures towards where the Earl pointed them up to the tower.

"Ready, Ryder!" Marshall exclaims, but Skye was more than thrilled and ecstatic that they'll finally be doing some progress in actually finding him.

So Skye yells "We're on it!" Then she, Ryder and the others ran up stairs. As they headed up, they happen to pass by a hall full of knight armor statues.

She decided to scare them away. Which unfortunately for her, didn't. Instead, Rubble just cleared out the way with his construction claw.

Not longing, they were free from the mess she caused. "The signal's getting stronger now. We're close!" As Sweetie watches the pack and their leader run.

She whispered to herself that they were good and witty. But this did not stop her from buying her lots of time to fire her act.

Sweetie ran to the tippy top of the tower, which she locked the door to keep them hanging for awhile. As the PAW Patrol climbed a flight of stairs. Sweetie dropped Chase's bow tag to the bottom of the moat. Which later on made a distant splash.

And with that done, Sweetie made her escape and made her way to the throne room, where her beloved owner was waiting anxiously for the stolen crown, which she assumed was Chase.

The princess soon found her pooch whimpering. "Sweetie, where have you been?" She interrogated, as her brown-hazel eyes glistened in curiosity.

"Recovering the crown of Barkingburg" She mutters, and collapses to the floor. IT wasn't fully a lie that she was exhausted. She was truly exhausted in using her smarts wits in dragging the PAW Patrol in circles and planning everything out, and hoping everything goes smoothly as to plan.

As her acting was convincing in the eyes of the princess, this led her into one sharp breath in shock "Where did you find it?" Crouching nearer to her, as she felt sympathy to her pooch that she had to go through all that dirty work. Which wasn't really. But in a way, it kind of is.

"In the clutches of a villainous PAW Patrol pup... Chase!" Although, it kind of pains her deep inside, calling him a villain. But if she wants her happily ever after... She needs to destroy his profile in front of the PAW Patrol. The Princess. Everyone.

Especially that pup she heard he was talking to. Skye. Since she could feel how deeply he cares for her, and how worries she was, when there were other pups who could worry for him.

Apparently no. It was him. All she needed was to destroy his profile in front of Skye's eyes. Because no one could possibly love and accept someone who just did a crime.

And when Skye's heart shatters into a million pieces, and had fully given up on him. She could have him all to herself. Selfish it may sound, but she was oddly desperate for him. She wondered why, but she hasn't have the answer to it.

But what people say, or so what she heard. Love is a mysterious mistress. Which she could agree on. You could never identify love that easily. Or either if it was true or not.

And this world of love is a very complicated world, that could be enough to send your mind spinning around. Even if you're just standing there, and doing absolutely nothing.

After Sweetie was given a reward for her "heroic" actions, she was given a privilege to borrow the crown and sit on the throne, and have anything she wants. What she had no idea was, how close the PAW Patrol were in finding Chase, himself; which even the PAW Patrol themselves, had no idea that their wild goose chase is about to end.

Good while it lasted? I think not.

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When the crew had finally broke the handle, they found nothing on top of it. Just simple gargoyles, standing there without a flinch.

Ryder looked at his watch immediately, as soon as there were completely no signs of Chase being ever there. "I don't know. But his pup tag signal's coming from..." Then he drew near to the wall to look down.

Skye hopped on the grey brick wall to look where Ryder was looking. She feared that Chase was tied up and were to be thrown to the very bottom of the moat.

She doesn't know why, but something tells her that Sweetie was behind all these. But she kept her mouth silent. She may be wrong...

As both she and Ryder looked down at the somewhat still water, Ryder's face scrunched into realization "We haven't been chasing Chase. We've just been chasing his bowtie pup tag"

Skye was placed in a huge relief, that he was never down there, but his tag. Which she was very thankful of. "I bet somebody took it from him to lead us on a wild goose chase: She bitterly remarks; eyes squinting, as her blood boils.

Which she hopefully wishes it wasn't Sweetie who did all these. She's begging to not be her. Otherwise, she might have clawed her face deep down to her flesh.

Rubble decided to throw in a short joke, which Skye falsely laughed at. She was still upset everything, and didn't have the energy to truthfully laugh at any of his jokes.

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The PAW Patrol have finally reached to the palace's moat. Since the situation was obviously wet. Skye already knew that her competition, or her competitive buddy, Zuma, would have to be doing all the searching.

Even if her specialty wasn't aquatic, she wished she could trade specialties with Zuma's. Just this once atleast.

She's been wanting to contribute something in finding him. The one who understands her. Cares for her... Who even called her when he was away for Barkingburg. At that time she was very ill.

He took an effort to call her and ask her how she was doing. Even if he could have spent the time resting. But he didn't. Instead, spent time talking to her with their pup tag.

Sometimes, she was thankful she was part of the team. As she got a privilege to have a dog or pup version of a phone or walkie-talkie.

It was honestly the highlight of her day whe she was called in sick for that day. Even if her nose was running, her head felt slightly fuzzy, constant sneezing, heavy eyes, and the heavy feeling that her body felt.

When he just heard his voice... Miraculously, she felt better in a nick of time. But when the call ended. It was no shock that she felt the pain again, maybe for her, but we all know her illness is giving her a close feeling to hell.

As she watches Zuma disappear through the thick, blueish-black and wet (well, duh) water, she stared at it anxiously. Hoping he could hurry up already, grab the bowtie and immediately hop onto their feet, or paws, and find the heck out of him in the castle.

She may be patient. But patience wasn't on her mind right now. She was very impatient. The anticipation... It was all too much, that it sent her heart pounding loudly again.

After Chase's bowtie pup tag floated, Skye was surprised to see no sign or Zuma. "Hold on! My super sonar's picking up a sound." He tells Ryder, then checks it.

"From... The castle wall?" Zuma says, confused at how that was possible. Ryder urged him to go further into the mystery.

As the Chocolate Lab kept on listening to it, and when he was satisfied, he swam up to the surface and broke the news to everyone "I think someone's sending a signal from the castle basement." As he shook off his soggy fur to lessen the heavy feeling.

"You think it might be Chase?" Skye began to ask, as her worryness couldn't be held back. But then, Slye's tail began to wag profusely.

She was excited that she could maybe get to helo them. Sadly, what Ryder said was "We'd better check it out. Rocky, you and Marshall come with me. Skye, Zuma and Rubble, head back to the mission cruiser and wait to hear from us."

Unfortunately, there were bo options left for her, but to obet his rules. "So... It's Marshall and Rocky only... Huh?" She thought to herself.

But still, stayed optimistic, or so what the other pups thought.

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After maybe seven minutes, less or more. Rubble received a pup-tag call from Ryder, stating that he'll be needing his mini miner.

Skye overheard this as her eyes lit up in excitement. Maybe I could finally help! But before she could ask Rubble with no hassle.

She found him already running towards his mini miner and yelling out his line. "Rubble!! Hey! Can I join with you?" She yells, as loud as she could.

Sadly, the motors and gears turning and rolling were too loud to drown out her voice to Rubble's ears. Soon, Rubble entered the palace with his mini miner.

A loud sigh escaped her mouth, and she sit-collapsd to the ground. Zuma found her and approached her "What's wwong Skye?" He questions.

"You've been acting weiwd lately. Oddew than odd actually" He remarks. Skye stood up and tried to held up a fake smile for him to see "Nah... I'm good, just... Tired from all these thrill and excitement, haha..."

Zuma acted like he was convinced. But what made him didn't but it, was how there was a hint of loneliness when she spoke. "Sure" He says, extending the letter e. "If you need someone I'm here. I'm not just your competition, but your friend as well" Then pats Skye and sat beside her as they both watch the view the elevated palace beholds them.

Silence bestows upon them. Zuma felt a little uneasy about it, since Skye was never this silent. She'd usually be the one to break the tension, or either start some competitions with her.

But it seems she wasn't in the mood. The Chocolate Lab blew her ear to catch her attention. Skey flinched at this and looked at him with shock and disbelief. "Hey, cawe to tell me?" He pleaded, once her eyes were locked onto his.

Although it didn't last long. Her smile became crooked to be completely called a grin. The smile she wore was all broken, and you can easily see right through her that she was somewhat heartbroken.

But what? Zuma wondered why, who, what, when...

"It's nothing Zuma..." She convinced, yet the sour feeling and her sunken heart just surfaced to her voice, that no matter how hard she tries to make it sound convincing...

It didn't.

As the two stayed silent ad they are. He analyzed the context and re-live it in his mind to see what he had missed.

Then as he walked down the memory-lane... Reality hits him. She became like this ever since... The Chase incident. "It's because of Chase... Wight?"

"N-no?" Skye stutters. Trying to refrain herself from denying it thrice, and trying to keep her cool. But alas, Zuma wasn't convinced.

"Come on Skye. I've... Noticed; well aftew some thinking... That you've been wowwied for him lately."

"Could it possibly that..."

"...You like him?!" Skye tackled him to the ground to shush him. She warily looked around her environment to see if there were any pups or Ryder in her radar. Gladly, they still seem to be on the mission.

The Cockapoo sighed in defeat and had let go of him. "Yes. I do... But you can't tell him that!" Skye demanded.

"Why not?" He whined, acting like a smaller or baby pup that needs his bottle. In response, she just breathed out. "I'm... Not ready. I'm still confused of what he thinks of me..." She admits, looking away, embarrassed that she just confessed her feelings to Chase to some guy.

The Brown Lab couldn't help but chuckle at this "Alright, alright... I won't" He finally remarked. "Really?"

"Yeah! Besides, I don't wanna be third-wheeled by you two" He teases, which made Skye groan "ZUMA!!"

"Ugh. You're sometimes like Rocky..." She huffed and crossed her front paws together. Zuma just snickered "Who says it's only me and Rocky?"

Her eyes widened in surprise "EVEN MARSHALL AND RUBBLE?!" She whisper-yelled. "Although... Rubble once had a crush on you, but eventually got over you. So yeah! He's one of us now. A Skye and Chase fan" Then a smirk appeared on his mouth.

Skye blushed at his statement and attempted to smack his 'shoulder', which actually failed miserably, as her arms and paws weakened.

After that, both Zuma and Skye's pup tags lit up. Ryder. "Pups! Meet us back in the throne room! We already know who trully stole the crown!" Then out his voice went.

The two looked at each other one last time, and ran as fast to the throne room.

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Zuma and Skye had entered the throne room to see the other pups, with Chase beside Ryder. The Cockapoo sighed in relief, knowing Chase was found and okay, and he wasn't what the Princess had described him. A thief.

Maybe a thief of something else--

"There's the royal crown thief." Chase barks, as a West Highland White Terrier stood there in obvious utter shock.

Fault wad written all over her face. She stammered and twister her tongue; her voice rattled in battle to not let her plan crumble upon her.

Unfortunately for her. Chase's bow tie had recorded the whole scene. Sweetie never knew that  that was possible. It was at that moment she knew her plan is failing.

Her attempt to encage Chase (for awhile) and make him look the guilty one, was a huge flop. Swertie fled away and used her hovercraft to fly away with her newly obtained crown.

As this pooch rides away, she's already plotting down the next thing to do.

Back at the ground "Chase, follow me in your new three-wheeler. Skye, it's time to fly. Grab your sky cycle." Within the very deep end of Skye's conciousness.

Her inner self had already did a back flip of three times that she finally had done something with Chase for the day.

She could ride by his side on their cycles... Side by side, chasing after Sweetie... And--

FOCUS SKYE!

The exhaust of the engine of their motor bikes steamed off; black rubbery wheels kept spinning to push them further to capture Sweetie and retrieve the crown. That crown Sweetie didn't totally steal.

But when the three were gaining on her, the group was astonished to see her flying later on, which they had no idea that it was possible.

Not like they haven't seen things like this.

"Skye, catch that copter car." Ryder comanded, as she flew really, really high to catch up to her. Obviously she couldn't take Chase with her, since there is simply no space in her copter!

So pressure's on her Cockapoo shoulders. As her eyes were locked onto that huge liar. Sweetie noticed her and tried to lose her.

She flipped her copter, threesixty degrees. But only to fail miserably as the crown she held fell off of her copter-quad bike. Because Physics.

The Cockapoo's aura switched into something pleasant. She called for her suction cup to catch the golden, precious, and carefully made jewelry.

As Sweetie fell along with her crown, she was quite heavy to even be brought by Skye's suction cup. So it was Chase's turn. He demanded for his landing pad to deploy.

In the very and just. The pad was perfectly placed on the stone pavement, and caught Sweetie in time, refraining her from taking any more damage or pain.

The scream died down until the pooch touched the soft pad. Skye swooped down with the crown, and was greeted by Chase. "You did awesome Skye! You caught the crown with your cup! I-i mean..."

Before he could rephrase everything, Skye decided to let it on him. "Honestly, you were! You. . . Dealt being stuck in a dungeon, and you saved the princess' pooch!"

The two pups looked away in embarrassment. Or was it? But Ryder broke the awkward tension off, as he told the two to come along with him to return the pooch and the crown.

Before they left, Skye swore she found Chase smiling smittenly. Was that even possible? She thought. But she was convinced he wasn't doing that, as she blinked, he was back to his serious face.

Weird.

But what she doesn't know is that he did smile.

Although.

Deep inside.

He was smiling all along.

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Author's Note:

Well this is my first every author's note in this book. . . Well probably will be my first and last one.

So just a quick note, the reason why this chapter was released longer than expected, was because of how I copied the transcript and trying to match it to the actual episode with full details and some dramatization. Carefully explaining everything (which hope I didn't miss anything).

I just started school two weeks ago, and I'm on my third week. So the reason why for slow updates.

Any who, I'll end the chit-chat here.

I hope you enjoyed this 5000+ chapter! This was honestly one of my longest chapter written in history (I think).