AS their laughter had dissipated into nothing but thin air, Chase began "So, how are we going to stop Sweetie? It'll be harder now since we're all down to. . . Two." Skye placed a paw on her chin to think, though nothing came to her. Once again, her mind fogged with nothingness and she obviously didn't like the idea that she's clueless as of the moment. "I think it'd be best if we settle down for the night and get a good night's sleep" Skye suggests as it was soon followed by a yawn; Chase did not argue since the thing he's wanting the most right now aside from wanting the truth is some rest. ". . .Sure" He replies sleepily with a weary smile plastered along with it.

«———❁✿❁———»

          "Chase. . . Chase!!" The Cockapoo whispers as she gently shook the still fast asleep German Shepherd to wake, he was quite stubborn at waking up and had grunted and whined a few words of leaving him alone to sleep. Her eyes couldn't help but roll at this, though as much as she wants to let him sleep and she'll do the same – what she has to say is important, plus, it's morning and they mustn't waste any more time from saving their friends from Sweetie's evil clasp. Skye remembered Marshall's great sacrifice last night, she could see how he was in so much pain though ignored all that just to toss them ahead of him, she began to worry his safety and if he had recovered properly, though knowing that pooch, he probably hasn't. Instead, he is manipulated by the evil pooch to do the dirty works for her.

          Shaking Chase – this time with more force, finally had woken up "GAH?! Uh— hum?" He rubbed his eyes to wake and found that same Cockapoo he shared the cold night with. The night wasn't really comfortable for him like the last night they spent with Marshall. It was more irritable to sleep as they had open wounds and the rich soil are brushing against their wounds. He just hoped that their wounds doesn't get infected easily – though probably it wouldn't since they have a different immune system than those of humans.

          "Why'd you wake me up?" He finally replies as he sat himself at a much comfortable position, as he does, he found Skye looking at him with a positive aura all around her face, Chase couldn't help himself but let himself get infected by her contagious smile. It's the type of infection he'd allow that get to him. Chase chuckles "What's with the bright aura Skye?" He questions.

          The smile on Skye's face simply grew, knowing Chase seems interested and curious in what lies behind her smile "Okay, I think I know what caused them to be like this. I've heard Marshall say something like: once you let anger win over you, it'll take control of you, and there's nothing that could stop it but to sate its desire. And I think Sweetie took advantage of their anger lately" The male pup in front of her had his jaw dropped open upon hearing her conclusion. "You're a genius!" Chase exclaims as a smile spreads across his face "So, what'll be our plan Skye?"

          Skye looked at him, a smirk soon grew within her lips at the idea that had formed in her head. Her smile was so contagious and assuring, that Chase himself had a smile similar to the one she has.

«———❁✿❁———»

Slap!

          "This is what you get for being so stupidly useless!" Sweetie yells as she slaps Rocky really hard with a fiber rope, pain stung him as he flinched at the unpleasant sensation that resonates from his chest – the place where Sweetie decided to harm him. Though that wasn't the only spot he was slapped by the rope, it had landed on his back, legs, behind, paws, the cheeks. . . There was no absolute mercy written on her face but pure anger and masochism (though not sexually.) that runs in her vein.

          Sweetie then hopped on the PAW Patroller's front seat, where Ryder usually seats alongside with Robo-Dog – whose system is shut to refrain him from attacking her. The evil pooch sat there with no fear and puffed her chest out "Are you going to fail again? If you are, think twice and look at your future selves at Rocky!!" She announced as the Grey Mongrel faced them with bruised body, though despite all that, he was miraculously still standing there and didn't collapse to the ground there and give in to the pain, he was looking somehow fine like he wasn't previously abused by Sweetie. "No ma'am, we'll do our best to find the two of them" Ryder replies, standing from where he sat. The Pooch nodded as the controlled PAW Patrol members proceeded outside to continue their search for the missing Chase and Skye. Though, their search for them is obviously not a good cause for everyone but Sweetie herself.

          A yawn soon escaped the pooch as she boredly awaits for 'good' news to come. "Marshall" She calls the only left canine in the Patroller, without wasting any time, he was quick on his paws and had already reached her within a blink of an eye "Yes ma'am?" He bowed down to her "Go fetch me those fruits and feed me with them" She commanded as Marshall returned within a moment with a bowl of fruits. Of course, since he's under her influence, he fed her like a helpless baby.

"Don't you just love it that you're
finally free?"

"Agreed."

«———❁✿❁———»

          It was pure daylight today, and even if it's a sheer bright day, not everyone's having a pleasant morning, that includes Ryder and his controlled pups who walk under the morning star with blemish on their skin. Ryder had an obvious blue and dark purple color all over his body as he tiredly searched for any signs of the duo. True it was painful to see, though pain is automatically nothing to them as it straight out flows out of their system and grow numb from it. Even if this was their case, that doesn't mean their body slowly doesn't get hurt from Sweetie's hits.

          Honestly, I can't even describe it properly to make it have sense. They both feel the pain and not realize it, and they both feel in control and not. Everything both makes sense and not. Somewhere in between that drives them all crazy. Somewhere they have a grip of everything and somehow they're both falling into oblivion. Each hour, they become weaker and weaker, and the more this drags on, the more their inner selves slightly loose their grip in command. Everyday they fight back to be in control, but something's holding them back and they need that little push. But everyone wonders, what is that little push they needed? If determination doesn't seem to be enough, what is?

          "You can't lay down Rubble." Zuma monotously commands the English Bulldog who twitches on the ground – he was battling for control, and he's struggling to do so as the voices in his head flurried into a storm. Rubble groaned as he held his head with his two front paws, he tossed himself back and forth as he helplessly laid there on the ground with his own chains he's trying to break free from. "STOP BEING A DYING CATERPILLAR AND HELP YOU FOOD HOGGER" Rocky tells as he walked past the English Bulldog – not hesitating to even look back once at him. It was useless, anger's enveloped in him, and nothing can drive out the darkness but the light. Of course, Rubble had surrendered to the evil thoughts eating him again, that made him unable to escape from the chains' clasp. He yelled for help, though his mouth were only to be hushed once more.

          Slowly, he stopped tossing himself and finally stood up and walked it off, like nothing ever happened. Though that doesn't mean he looks perfectly fine in the inside, means he is too in the inside. "Do you smell anything?" Ryder monotously questions his canine who has a powerful sense for things scent-related "Negatory." Zuma replies as it sniffed the ground to only smell the usual scent of flora world. "Wait wait wait!" Rocky tells as he sniffs the ground once more "Skye and Chase's scent are detected." He reports, Ryder nodded at them to do what they're supposed to do, and without wasting no time, they sprung into action and had burst into the bush.

          Behind the bush was basically a piece of the forest, just slightly disconnected by a large bush that hosts all sorts of berries. Probably blueberries though. . . Rubble looked around and sensed that the place they are standing is technically not a safe spot to be in. Actually, every spot of the forest isn't safe as danger can honestly strike at any minute at any place, though something about them standing there feels oddly wrong. "Stay on high-alert" He commands as Rocky and Zuma obeyed his instructions and did as what he said, though nothing appeared. The three continued walking around the forest with their minds set on high alert.

Shhk. Shhk.

           Rocky swiftly looked to another bush to see it move, a devious smirk had appeared on his face as he approached it victoriously, knowing someone familiar's hiding behind it. Nothing can convince him otherwise since there were small voices speaking behind it as he draws closer to it. "Gotcha!" He yells as it reveals Chase and Skye. The duo yelled in fear as Chase instinctively pounced on Rocky to pin him down to the forest floor, Skye tied his limbs together and stuffed some leaves to make him unable to speak properly.

          "Where's Rocky?" Rubble questions as he finally noticed he's not with them anymore; fast on their paws and feet, they tried to locate the missing Rocky, and to their fortune, grunts of struggle and muffled cries were heard not too far from where they stood – this drew them closer to where everyone seems to be and found the two figures they've been longing to see "Sh—" Chase almost swore to his disbelief that they have company, not only do they want Rocky back, but the two of them as well. He tried to pounce on them until a sudden pain resonated on his wounds making him pinned to the ground and unable to move a muscle. "Dang it, those leaves haven't healed him in time" The Cockapoo thought to herself, then she realized that she's all better and the leaves that she picked last night had did their job in curing her on time, seeming she needs to keep Rocky away from their grasp and protecting Chase and herself from their clasp, she knows she'll be needing to exert all her efforts in order to do that.

          Taking a quick moment to muster all of her thoughts, she found the anger-filled eyes of Ryder and the others – swiftly making their way to her. Skye instinctively growled and showed her teeth to indicate she's threatening them and as an act of defence, though none of them were bothered with this and did not care if they would be bitten even one bit, nothing runs in their minds. Empathy, apathy, fear, concern, logical thinking – all of them went missing in their minds, nothing ran but anger and hatred and the goal of getting Skye back to Sweetie so she could get her revenge on the Cockapoo. "Please don't make me do this" She pleaded even though she knew it'd be useless, their ears were all sealed when it comes to everyone but the pooch. No one spoke, but all she saw was. . .

          Zuma running forth her. Skye sharply breathed in as adrenaline suddenly were injected through her veins and three options were pulsing in her thoughts: flee, freeze, or fight / face. The Chocolate Lab had his focus on the Cockapoo, that same Cockapoo he used to hang-out with and compete with back in the days and even up until now. But right now, they are competing for something different, yes – they are competing for victory, though Zuma wants Skye so he can deliver her back to Sweetie, and Skye just wants her friends back. Skye tried to claw him though missed on the first attempt, instead, Zuma got the first hit and had threw her slightly off balance, a small scar appeared on her cheeks and continued to ooze out a new set of fresh blood. The Cockapoo sees this as a failure, and the sounds of Olivia's words of discouragement came back to haunt her once mote, this gave Zuma an advantage to take her down slowly until she is weak.

"Why can't you be like them?"

"You're just lacking of energy Skye."

"—You've been sluggish lately!"

"Then we'll have to train harder."

"—That small brain of yours
can't catch up to mine."

          The sounds of her fragile body thumping against the surface as she was being taken down by Zuma only, was shamefully disappointing that she couldn't fight back. Chase's cries were heard in the background as he tried all his might to keep Rocky away from Rubble and Ryder's grasp and to protect himself from them too.

"How can you move on?
Is to not let fear drive you."

"—If you live your life in fear,
you'll regret a lot of things."

"Please sis, let go."

          Skye suddenly remembered what would happen if she'd let her guards down again, allowing those negative thoughts destroy her palace of positivity back down to ashes and let negativity corrupt her mind again. If she hadn't listened to those evil thoughts that keeps haunting her back, she wouldn't have failed landing the already malfunctioning plane when she knows the exact procedure on how to land it safely. If she didn't listen to them, she and the other two guys wouldn't be covered with scars and pain right now, and if she kept on listening to those sharp words that invisibly rain back down to her, she knows that the following consequences that may occur after this will be one of the events that she'll regret the most. If she doesn't fight now, that option of victory will fade. Why must she drag it longer and wait for that option to get tired of waiting for her and disappear? What victory ever wanted was to simply fight back, right? It's just as simple as that, so she's taking action now.

          When Zuma was about to claw and punch her into something everyone's sure that'll knock her out, Skye lifted her hind legs and kicked his abdomen with great force despite of the heavy feeling her body felt. Zuma was thrown across the action field and had alerted the other three, upon realizing she can now fight back, they turned their attention away from Chase and had their feet running towards her, knowing Chase seems helpless at that point. Skye slowly and steadily stood herself up and ignored the wishes of her body, if she can numb herself by thinking she's worthless despite of her healthy figure, she too can numb her pain away by thinking she can do this. As she tried to tackle them down to the ground like what she and Chase did to Rocky earlier, the German Shepherd laid there in awe to how she looked like she was in the verge of blacking out and her system giving in to the pain, she somehow managed to fight back and act like nothing ever happened. Even though this was the case, pain is clearly written on her face, especially when she does some vigorous attacks, her face sours when she could feel her muscle being used forcibly.

          Though Chase slapped himself out of his fantasies and tried to stand himself up and help Skye, despite of him still feeling a lot of pain located in multiple areas. He was really moved at what he saw within Skye, her fighting spirit really gave him that push to stand up and fight.

«———❁✿❁———»

          After an almost an hour (more or less) of painful fight, Chase and Skye had gotten their deserving victory and had tied the other three. Rocky, Rubble, Zuma and Ryder tried to break free from their trap, though they failed miserably and ended up like a caterpillar who's unable to move away from one spot. "What do we do with them?" Skye questions as her face sours in the progress of sitting down, Chase who's already sitting down, pondered about this and tried to think of some antidote – hopefully it won't need something very complicated. Though try as they might to think of something, nothing came into their minds and all were left clueless "We'll continue to have empty minds if we continue to have empty stomachs" Chase remarks as his tummy growled in hunger, begging it to be fed immediately "I'll find us something to eat, you've done quite a lot already" Chase then slowly stood up and flashes her a warm smile before he limped his way somewhere and hope he'll come across something to eat.

          When Chase had disappeared, the silence that washes over her was both a relief and saddening, even though they've took care of the other four, something flashes in her mind. . .

          . . . How to get her friends back.

           Finding the solution was quite challenging for both her and Chase, something that comes into her mind is that if a substance is injected into them, then to reverse it, they must need another serum to balance it. But she wasn't quite sure if having another serum would solve their problem, there are a million solutions and only one of them would be really effective. Skye sighed loudly as she found her self back on the first step, though this was disturbed momentarily by Chase who have returned with some berries to to munch on "I wasn't sure what to get, so I picked some berries" She starts off as he lays down the berries he has picked "And while I was searching for something to eat, I came across a deer. And while at it, I always wondered, do deers always smell delicious?" The Cockapoo giggled at this, she knows Chase has no idea where food comes from and only knows that dog food is as it is, what he doesn't know is that dog food is compressed with various fruits, vegetables and meat, the only difference is, the moist is removed. Though she knows that his instincts are still verily alive there and something rang when he had a whiff of the deer he came across.

          "D-did you say, berries?" Someone suddenly spoke, Skye and Chase flinched at the sudden words and panned their heads to see it was Rubble. His eyes were scintillating in excitement upon hearing something food-related ". . . Yeah?" Chase nervously replies "You. . . Want some?" The English Bulldog nodded his head in delight. Of course, the two were skeptical upon this and did not untie him immediately "If we release you, would you kill Skye?" Chase spoke again, trying to investigate if he was trying to trick their minds "Why would I kill Skye? She's a ball of sunshine!" Rubble beamed before his expression switches into a confused one "Uh. . . Why're Rocky, Zuma and Ryder tied down?" Skye's cherry pink eyes met with Chase's hazel hued ones, one look was all it took them to have a full conversation. Right away, they knew they were thinking the same thought.

"Hey stop flirting with each other
and help me out!!!
I'm hungry!!!"

«———❁✿❁———»

Gulp.

          "Oh~ So that's what happened" Rubble says as he helps himself with the berries Chase had picked earlier "Yeah. . . How did it feel to be under her influence though?" Skye questions as she was eating as well "Well, it was a surreal feeling actually! . . It felt like I was in control and not in the same time," His face slightly gloomed as he progressed his way into recalling the past event "—I knew my every move but it I couldn't stop it. Ah shoot, there's a seed in my mouth, aphft—" As Rubble tried removing the annoying seed in his mouth, Skye now had an idea of what the substance had done to everyone else. She realized that once pure anger had reached the peak, the serum would corrupt their minds and manipulate that their anger or hatred is about her and made that negative emotion linger longer than expected – worst scenario is it would remain forever until of course there is an antidote.

"—Once you let anger win over you,
it'll take control of you, 
and there's nothing that could stop it but to sate its desire
– vengeance most of the time."

          Skye smiled at the faint memory, she's grateful Marshall had shared his little quote to her, back then, it was nothing and seems to be mentioned out of the blue or just simply his quote in life. But now, it has a whole new meaning to her and is truly inspiring and helpful simultaneously. "In order to cure everyone from their state right now is we must drive it out by something positive, like Rubble who has a great love for food" Skye says, snapping out of her thoughts as she wanted to share them her thoughts "Although it just might be temporary, so Rubble, please watch your anger" Skye pleaded as Rubble nodded "Then I'll pack a lot of berries to distract me from it! Be back you two love— I mean you two!" The English Bulldog then separated himself from the group for a short while to search for more of his beloved ones.

          "Are you sure I haven't asked anyone out yet?" Chase questions, turning to Skye whose cheeks immediately popped with pink hues on her cheeks once she found him looking at her, trying to brave a look at him, there was something more underneath that innocent face he has and those ever radiant eyes, something tells the Cockapoo he was smiling underneath all that innocent act. "N-no. . . I told you, you haven't asked anyone out yet" She slowly says as she could feel herself heat up and choke with the butterfly feelings that suddenly appeared inside her.

"Okay then, if you say so!"

«———❁✿❁———»

          The three canine who has different breed looked at the already awake and angry Rocky, Zuma and Ryder. They seemed so ready to break Skye into pieces in one snap "How do we snap them out of this?" Chase questions as the three of them looked at each other, Skye tools a deep sigh and said "I'll take Zuma. Rubble, you take Ryder and Chase, take Rocky"

          As the three went to their respective patients, Skye tried to brainwash Zuma back to normal, the scene was quite familiar though. . . She remembered how Zuma would visit her and chat with her while she was down and blue, he'd be by her pup houses and patiently and willingly listen to her rants and cheer her up after she had completely poured all her negative emotions out. "Hey Zuma" The Cockapoo cooked as she sat beside the still angry Chocolate Lab, but he just growled at her as his response "Hey uhm. . . Do you remember our first ever competition?" She starts, Skye took a quick look to see if there's any change within his expression, though seems like it hasn't changed, sighing, she carried on "I was actually blue that time and you invited me to play—" A giggle escaped her system at the memory crossing her mind "—It made me really happy and thrilled. And more welcomed. . . "

          "Remember the times we listened to Cap'n Turbott's story about Merpups? You and I tried searching for one and succeeded" A warm smile slowly grew on her cheek as she travels further down the memory lane, exploring the good old times that never fades even though the youth years seem to. "It's also funny to think that only you can put Rocky to bath. You really have a big kind heart, I hope you'll find your way back soon. . . ". Silence had passed over them and Skye couldn't think of anything to say anymore, it was like she had already said the things Zuma should know, if only she knew the whole story of Zuma and everyone else like Chase's, maybe it would turn out useful today. Though not one of them had really focused on the past and had a locked sight for the future. Maybe. . . Looking at the past isn't always bad, it's just how you see and use it that makes it seem bad.

          The Cockapoo looked back down to Zuma, then the realization struck her and found that he's not growling anymore, instead, the spell that runs in his veins had diluted and had made a path for the true Zuma to come in control once more. " S-skye?" Were Zuma's first words after being in a spell for quite longer than anyone would have thought. As she couldn't contain her happiness within her, she had hugged the still tied Zuma.

«———❁✿❁———»

          Skye and Rubble had succeeded in bringing back Ryder and Zuma's memories back, and now they are untying then and filling them in with events that they've missed and explained things thoroughly. Chase on the other hand, is struggling in snapping Rocky out of his own spell that still runs in his system. The German Shepherd tried almost everything he knew and nothing seems to be ending Rocky's nightmare, it frustrates him that he only has limited knowledge about the Mongrel and everyone else around him, he wished it hadn't ended like this – living cluelessly. "Rocky, I know you can do it. Do it for your friends!" He says as he ran out of things to say, fear and concern had already reached his mind and he tried to conceal it so his negative emotions wouldn't affect Rocky more.

          "Friends? What do you know about friends? All they do is hurt you." Rocky hissed, stubborn not to give in to the positivity Chase is trying to spill. "But Rocky, everyone loves to have the real you back—" the Mongrel then laughed eerily at his statement immediately "HAH! You're so clueless, you know that?—" He starts off, Chase on the other hand felt hurt and ashamed for having his memories gone, though he kept up his fierce face so Rocky will never know that he's intimidated by him "—And now you're here telling me the positive side of friendship? Heck! You didn't even know you've hurt your friend Skye back then. Me and Zuma were there for her, and you? You ignorant little b****? I am going to get you and turn you in to Sweetie so YOU'LL NEVER HURT HER AGAIN."

          Tears streamed out of Chase's ear ducts to hear not only the forgotten memory that he had hurt Skye, but the harsh words Rocky used.

          This did not remain unnoticed by Skye and everyone else, they dragged the emotionally damaged Chase away from the furious Rocky's perimeter so they can properly consult Chase to what happened earlier. "I. . .Deserved the things that happened to me now. Don't I?" He unconsciously whispered, Ryder and Skye heard it Lou and clear despite it being categorized as something quiet "No Chase, you're an amazing pup, of course you don't deserve any of these—"

         "I do. I've hurt everyone, and if I just trusted my instincts, I wouldn't have gotten us into this mess. I'm so stupid and a useless pup with no much memories left" Chase cuts Ryder as he spoke his thoughts out loud, and everyone else that is in the circle had their hearts broken into pieces upon hearing their brave and second-in-command pup so broken and vulnerable. They agree that it's been a roller coaster for everyone else, especially Chase, who has a weight of regret and negative-filled thoughts about his disability. Nothing's been going to a great day lately, and even if they seem to be at a normal state, that doesn't mean worse events aren't bound to happen in the later future. Each and one of them are still surviving from whatever evil plans Sweetie will execute, and the thought of her being sly and unexpected makes the whole picture even more scarier, challenging and pressuring. Even though that Ryder has much more power as he is obviously the human, Sweetie seems to be a step ahead of him as of the moment and has much more advanced plans.

          "I'll. . . Talk to Chase, someone try snapping Rocky out of the spell" Skye requests as Zuma and Rubble went to Rocky as Ryder and Skye deals with Chase.

«———❁✿❁———»

          Chase hung his head low and luckily Skye and Ryder had at least removed a little negativity out of him and is feeling a little better. Skye perked her ears up as she heard footsteps and the sound of dry and crisp leaves being crush into pieces coming to her senses, sweeping her focus to the sounds, she found Rocky in between Zuma and Rubble. A wave of relief rushed over her as she realized the duo had successfully reversed Rocky back to the way he is. "What happened to Chase?" Rocky questions, clueless that he was the one who hurt his friend earlier.

          The Cockapoo made eye contact with him and within one look, Rocky sat beside her and lent her his ear, Skye explained Rocky what happened earlier while he wasn't in complete control, and once he had finally caught up— he quickly apologized to him "I'm really sorry I said that!! I didn't mean to, I wasn't in control" Rocky bent his head low and everyone else could sense he was deeply and genuinely sorry for what he had done. Though honestly, he shouldn't even be, since Sweetie's really behind all these mess they're going through. The boy then looked at his German Shepherd "And you didn't mean what happened as well Chase" He reminded, trying to bring back a hole of light in to his gloomy world "But the thing here is. . . Rocky's not in full control while I am. I should've done a better job considering I'm not completely under her influence. It was my fault for giving in to her antics."

          "But Chase, you didn't mean it. Nobody meant to do any of these. Sweetie's just truly using us like puppets to successfully execute her plan."

          "Then to end this, I should just turn myself in."

          "Are you crazy?!" Skye half yelled upon his words, why in the world would he turn himself in to that evil pooch? "If meaning to risk myself to get everyone a safe life— then yes. I am crazy" Then he said something really quiet that only the Cockapoo heard, and it was one of those couple of words that both had melted and broke her heart in a million ways "Especially for Skye. . ."

          It is true everyone wanted a happy ending right now, but Skye didn't want to have one; not for now at least. She wanted everyone to have a happy ending equally, especially Chase who would bravely turn himself into Sweetie for everyone. Remember when she wanted to stop believing? Scratch that. She wants to believe that there'll be a better way for everyone to achieve a happy ending. For Chase, she'll keep on fighting and believing and keep on looking on the brighter side. She couldn't bare to live a day without him, and him being gone is like taking the heart out of her system. Unknowingly, her right paw had found its way on top of Chase's left paw in the midst of silence.

          "But. . . What about Mawshall? Awen't we going to save him?" Zuma reminds as the sudden realization of Marshall not being here with them had struck him. "Huh, no wonder it felt empty" Rocky added as he looked around to see that the Chocolate Lab seems to be correct about Marshall still being missing.

"MARSHALL?!"

«———❁✿❁———»

          Ryder had disappeared into the woods along with Rubble who are hunting for more food to eat for the night before they set off to where Sweetie is located. They had already discussed what to do tomorrow, and tonight, all they need to do is remember what they've discussed earlier and get their heads straighten first. It's been a crazy week (I think), and everyone could really use some time to unwind. Everyone were wrapping themselves with leaves that'll heal their wounded parts and were helping each other so they can heal faster altogether. In one little corner of the campfire sat our German Shepherd and Cockapoo.

          Chase had been quiet all the time from day until now, and Skye was heavily perturbed with his silence. He hadn't spoke a single word yet, and because of this, she refused to leave his side— or at least take an eye off of him. "Chase?" She whispered, trying to snap him out of his thoughts – though she is certain they weren't good thoughts as she could clearly see that his brows were creased together into a grim line. The male canine hummed a response as he looked at her, his lonely aura slowly dissipated and shifted into something else. He found himself getting caught off-guard and felt himself blushing crazily upon meeting with her cherry blossom eyes again "Y-yeah?" He stammers, trying to contain the butterflies that circles around his tummy.

          "Please don't turn yourself into Sweetie. . . I promise I'll find a way for you to be happy" She whispers as her eyes slowly looked back down to the ground, her face switched into something lonely, the thought of him probably suffering from the clutches of Sweetie saddens her and felt bad that everyone else would be rejoicing, and Chase on the other hand is not. "But, if you're happy, I'm happy. And that's all I can do to get everyone a happy ending immediately, and this way, I can repay for my mistakes"

          But Skye's face became more and more lonelier and every moment felt like she is being disassembled one by one. Even if she couldn't narrate into through words and she hadn't said a single word out, Chase somehow sees right through her that his words had made her troubled and she clearly didn't like the idea. Neither was he going to enjoy the consequences if he were to give himself in to Sweetie. He thought she'll be happier if he'd give himself in to Sweetie to get everyone a happy ending in one snap. Though he only realized this now is that if he did turn himself it, it'll feel like being a moiety once more and hurt her more. He thought he's only going to hurt himself through the process, but now he realized that he will hurt her too.

          Finally thinking through about it, he concluded that "Alright. . . I won't turn myself in" As a small smile slowly grew into his lips as he looks back down the the ground, shyly. The Cockapoo's ear twitched upon what she heard, and as fast as a bullet train, happiness flooded her system that caused her to leap from where she sat and tackled Chase into a hug. Both of them were a laughing and blushing mess, and none of them couldn't contain the smile that spreads over their face. They should be worrying something else right now, but at that very moment, nothing mattered. At that very moment, they finally feel two pieces united together. And that's forever.

          "You know Zuma? I want to disappear right now" Rocky says out of the blue, the surprised Chocolate Lab swiftly looked at him to ask what in the world, why? The Mongrel lifted his paws and pointed at something "Those two. They make me feel the third wheel, and you the fourth" He remarks with a stern tone, though Zuma knows that there's a sense of humor beneath that seeming stony tone "Come on Wocky" Zuma elbows him "You can laugh, ow. . . Cwy! I won't judge" He jokes as this was soon followed by Rocky falling to the ground back first with his front paws clasping his belly. "I'm confused Rocky" The Chocolate Labs says, as an expression of something amused and confused were mixed in to that face of his "Awe you laughing ow cwying?"

          This had only made the Mongrel's voice even louder.

"I am laughing AND crying!!"

"H-help!! I— HAHAHA
can't breathe!!"

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          "So this is where you all have been?" Skye questions behind a bush "Yeah," Ryder starts off, scratching his nape "She used the Air Patroller while we were under her influence." There was a brief silence for a while before everyone concluded that it was time to put a stop to Sweetie's evil plans AND get their buddy Marshall back.

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          A loud and long groan escaped from an impatient Sweetie, she was tossing herself back and forth Ryder's seat as she awaits for her butlers to come back with Chase and Skye around their arms – she didn't take it would take a long time to find them "UGH! They're taking waaay too long. Come on Marshall, let's use this air bus to find those useless butlers" Marshall nodded as he strapped himself to ready himself for take-off.

But something went wrong.

          The pooch groaned as she impatiently switched the lever on and off "Why isn't this taking off yet?!" She yells as soon her paws decided to test the buttons if they'll make the Air Patroller ascend. Though nothing seems to be working. "Your Highness, try the lever maybe?" The Dalmatian that's still under her spell monotously suggested, but he only earned a loud and annoyed groan from her "I've already tried that you useless dally!! Why don't you try it yourself?" She demands as she angrily hops off the seat to let Marshall take control of the seeming malfunctioning Air Bus.

           "It's not working your Highness" The spotted canine reports as he presses a few more buttons "Ugh. Thanks for pointing the obvious Captain genius" She replies sarcastically"

"You're not getting to fly anywhere
with us around."

          Sweetie gasped to see Ryder standing with his pups that is out of her control, and what infuriates her the most, is that Skye and Chase is beside them and they are not giving them to her. "Give up Sweetie. It's six against two" Ryder commanded sternly as he locked his other arms with his other one, the pooch just snarkily laughed at his statement "Oh sweet Ryder, did you have amnesia and forget what happens when you underestimate me?" She questions as she calmly remained on her seat "Oh! Pardon me, that was all Chase" Then a devious grin spawned on her lips as her eerie looks accompanied with that.

          No one could deny that it was really terrifying, but they just can't let their guard down now when they're just a step away from defeating Sweetie by themselves. Plus, Marshall is somewhere within their reach, and the only thing left to do is remind him of something positive and SOMEhow, halt Sweetie from doing any more damage. "But you should be ashamed of yourself. You could've used your knowledge for something better rather than getting what you want." Chase suddenly spoke behind Ryder "Sometimes in life Chasey. You must cause destruction to get what you want. Like superheroes! They must destroy public property in order to get the bad guys. If they focus on being careful, then the bad guy will get away! It's as simple as that"

          "But it's different. They're doing it for everyone, and you on the other paw, you're doing something very selfish that only you would benefit" Sweetie acted like she was hurt by his words and flinched at his statement "Ouch Chase! Such big words for someone who has amnesia, don't you think?" Then she began to laugh loudly, before she stomped her right paw twice, and before you know it, Busby and Marshall were charging forth them.

          As instincts kicked in like they're supposed to, everyone else had ran outside and had split themselves instead of remaining a group – cluttered together, this way, it'll make it harder for the three, or at least the two of them, to get a hold of any of them. The pooch was just standing inside the Air Patroller as she entertains herself from all the action that everyone's causing. Marshall was furiously chasing a boy and a German Shepherd, Busby were shooting lasers out of his robotic pupils as he attacks Zuma and Rocky. But then, her brows creased together at the sudden realization "Huh, where did that food hogger and annoying Cockapoo go?" She took a step forward to search them for herself.

          "Hello, looking for us?" Skye questions as she and Rubble dropped down and pinned Sweetie down to the ground. The white pooch barked at them angrily as she was unable to break free from their clasp "Stop touching me with your filthy paws!!" She demands as this was followed with a growl of her own. Skye and Rubble were attempting to tie her so she won't do any damage even if they take an eye off her, or at least walk away from her. But Sweetie weren't making things easier for them, she moved vigorously beneath them that made them unable to get to tie her properly "Wait Skye, I almost got it—" Just as about Sweetie was going to be tied tightly, Ryder yelled the duo a warning. They swiftly swept their attention behind them and found an angry Marshall with a knife in between his mighty jaws, and he was running forth them, and they're very sure there is no mercy within him.

          Rubble and Skye fled off of Sweetie – which gave her the advantage to be free again from their clasp, and the two are now trying to escape from the psychotic looking Dalmatian, or at least one of them had to escape him. "COME BACK HERE" He yells as the Cockapoo was already screaming in fear, knowing that her life is at stake right now. If Marshall gets any funny ideas, he could potentially throw that knife to her and if luck is with him, he could bullseye Skye in one or a few more attempts.

          As that happens, Rocky suddenly felt cold sweat dripping around his forehead at the sight that happens before him. Zuma noticed his sudden silence, and tried to snap him out of it – the two were temporarily hiding behind a bush so Busby wouldn't get to them easily, though he feels like they're time's almost up as Busby found them "W-wocky, you gotta snap out of it!! Busby's going to attack us with his lasews if you don't pull youw tools out!!"

          No matter how violently he shook him, he seems to not snap out of whatever trance he is in "Wocky!!!" Zuma yelled as Rocky had finally rebooted back to reality, he tackled Busby down, and opened it and tore down the wires into pieces as this caused a malfunction to Busby and soon, it stopped moving. "Come on, we got to help Skye" He commands Zuma as he they both nod at each other and ran to the direction where everyone is.

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        "Come here Skye. This won't hurt a bit, because it'll be a quick death." He eerily called out to her as he continues to chase her around with a knife clasped by his teeth. The Cockapoo did not dare to look back, she just ran away from the psychotic looking Dalmatian, though she fears is that her energy is gradually being consumed and is slowly becoming tired from running that'll cause a huge advantage to both him and Sweetie. She kept telling herself not to give up, just keep running. It isn't as hard as what Chase have probably gone through, all she ever needed was to run. Never mind the aching pleads of her legs are sending to her mind, nor is the shortened breath her chest feels, just run.

           "Three, two, one. . . PULL!" As Skye passes by the vine, it was raised for Marshall and successfully made him trip, and without wasting any more time, the guys worked together to keep Marshall on a leash so he won't do anymore damage.

           On the other hand, Skye didn't realize that Marshall's already tied up, which lead her to remain running away from nobody. "KYAAAAH!!" She screams as she tried to halt herself from falling the cliff that awaits for her, luckily, she had stopped herself with an inch away from her possible death trap. Sighing out of relief, she took a good look below and found that it was indeed deep, and surely no one could survive the fall if they do fall "You wanna try?" Someone says, as Skye gasped in shock and immediately looked back to see that same 'good' pooch that's been driving them insane all week.

          "Isn't the sight below gorgeous? Fall down, and hear those bones crush into pieces and soon. See the heavens itself? Wouldn't you like that Skye?" Sweetie's grin just grew and grew more creepier, and what makes it bone-chilling, is that she has a knife that is within her reach. "S-sweetie, don't do this" The Cockapoo pleaded as it was all she could do right now, really. What could she do? Fly away from this very spot? But she didn't bring her pup-pack; fall down and hope someone's ready to catch for her below there? That only happens on cliché movies.

           An evil laugh (and snort) had escaped the pooch's system "I HAVE to Skye!! Don't you get it?! If you love someone, you'd do ANYTHING TO HAVE THEM" Sweetie then drew slowly to her with that psychotic smile of an expression she has, as an instincts, Skye decided to take a step forward before her senses reminded her that if she dares to step even further from that, she'll fall to her doom. "Please Sweetie, we can work this way around"

            "KYAHAHAHA! Now look who's all tough and bad*ss. I guess it didn't last like mine does. Alright, shall we end this chit-chat quick?" A devious grin appeared on her lips as she caressed the blade of the knife that glistens under the sun's rays. All Skye could do was nod her head sideways in fear. There was no way out, if she runs forward, she'll either be stabbed or get kicked off the ledge and fall. If she takes another step back, she'll fall anyway too, left and right weren't options to choose either as there is no such thing as the left and right in her spot. As she sees Sweetie's knife in her jaws, she found her leaping forth her, and for instance, she ducked at her incoming attack.

          Instead of seeing herself in danger, it was Sweetie who had found its way off the ledge "NO!! SWEETIE!!" Skye screams as she knelt down and got a hold of Sweetie with her paw "AGH!! LET ME GO YOU FILTHY COCKAPOO. AREN'T YOU HAPPY I'LL FINALLY BE DEAD?!"

"NO. I can't let you die just
because we want the same guy."

          In the distance, Rubble and Zuma were searching for the missing Cockapoo and were calling her name. "Guys!! Help!!" Skye shouts as she sensed their presence, with no hesitation, the duo ran to where Skye was and spotted her and lifted Sweetie from the ledge "Y-you saved Sweetie?!" Zuma exclaims in surprise and half horror. The Cockapoo just remained silent at this and just looked down to the ground, she was absorbing all the events that just recently happened, the events that flurries her mind just left her speechless.

          "Y-you saved me?" The pooch began, as she looked at herself, Zuma, Rubble, then to Skye "But why?"

          Skye slowly stood up from the ground and dusted herself "It's petty to have a deadly fight in order to win a guy. Plus, you don't deserve to die. Anyone can have a gold heart. I just can feel it." She then flashes Sweetie a bruised, yet genuine smile at her. Despite of what had happened to them, there she was, smiling at her even though Sweetie herself knows she'll be considered a murderer if she were to kill Skye earlier.

"I'm so sorry Skye. . ."

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          "Do you know how to reverse Marshall back?" Skye starts as she looks at Sweetie "I'm sure all he needs is a positive memory, hat it's so great, he will forget the bad ones. I thought you are already aware of that?"

          Skye made a surprised expression really quick at her answer "I thought it was just some temporary cure" The pooch nodded her head sideways as an indication that Skye's assumptions were wrong, the two of them then looked back to the angry Marshall who hissed at everyone. Even though Sweetie seems to not be in good terms with Skye now, Marshall still has this desire to kill Skye. It was obvious as he kept calling her name in an antagonistic voice.

          "Hey Marshall," Chase starts, though the only reply the Dalmatian gave him was a death glare and a hiss, he sighed at this and told himself "Be patient. He was patient with you as well" Then he pulled out a genuine smile before he sat beside him as if he was no threat to anyone "Remember the times we played tag? You kept telling me the mechanics of the game and I still didn't get it, but in the end, you were playfully mad at me that I ended up being the winner"

           "Or the time that you patiently showed me around the Look-Out" Marshall continues to growl and seems that his words didn't make a cut into softening his heart, but he didn't give up hope in trying to get his buddy back. Even if he had forgotten the other great things the Dalmatian had done to him, something within him believes that he's a good pup even if no one told him he is. He knew he was the problem all along that he didn't believe his instincts at first. But now, he's giving his feelings a chance to collaborate with logic.

          "But, I don't know what you are absolutely mad at, though whatever that is, I hope you can let me in your world again so I can help you, like what you would do usually"

          Everyone except the German Shepherd noticed the change of aura within Marshall, the negativity within him is slowly dissipating into nothing but his neutral side. "Chase?" He calls out as he finally had gained control of himself, Chase looks at him and hugged him tight that he's finally back. He couldn't keep in the tears within him as the memories of Marshall sacrificing himself for his and Skye's safety replayed before him again, and the times that he've hurt him verbally and that in the end, he somehow still forgives him despite of how truly hurtful his words were.

          As Chase continuously cries on Marshall, he simply had a confused look and was quite unsure as to why he's all of a sudden, crying in front of him. "Uhm, Chase, I am not dead yet" He jokes as he lets out a chuckle.

          Everyone then followed behind him and laughed as well, Chase's dramatic moment is about to end, and he's struggling how to feel. What he feels is absolutely unexplainable and legitimately choking him, he was crying of happiness and at the fact Marshall made a joke, and he wants to cry as he feels he's still not quite finished. [have you ever experienced laughing and crying at the same time??]

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https://youtu.be/Wy6XwqJKnbY

          A few months later, everyone had reverted back to their normal lives. The PAW Patrol were back in operation and they continue to save more lives. Sadly, Sweetie, back in Barkingburg, was greatly punished and she was forbidden to use her gadgets or any vehicles until further notice.

          But after that crazy week, Sweetie have found herself new friends – someone that just started as someone who she used to envy a lot, what she didn't know is she'll end up having more friends to hangout with. Every Saturday, they would visit her, knowing she couldn't go anywhere else but the palace premises. The PAW Patrol and Sweetie would play all day and have a tea party— yes, for real this time, with no potions. And when they're in the mood, they'd set up a play for the Princess, the Earl and Ryder to watch.

          "Hey Sweetie!" Skye calls out as the pooch who was recently sad – shot up from her pillow and her tail was wagging happily, she greeted the approaching Cockapoo with a warm smile and greeted her "Hi Sweetie! I got something for you" She then slid a fixed Busby into her cage. The West Highland White Terrier caressed the brand new looking Busby "W-wow. . . Thank you Skye. How'd you fix him?" as she looked up to Skye as she was hugging her favorite toy in her arms, the Cockapoo smiled and giggled "Rocky fixed it for you"

          Sweetie's grin had reached to her ears before her face saddens again "I don't deserve to have a friend like you" she admits truthfully, though Skye had only shook her head sideways "Everyone deserves a friend, even a second chance" then behind them appeared a German shepherd with the Earl of Barkingburg behind him "Okay sweetie, you can play with them now" he says as he picks the pooch up now and set her outside of her cage with Busby wrapped within her arms.

          "Hurry up Sweetie! I'm going to eat the treats Ryder has packed us!" Rubble yells as he dashes inside the castle "Oh no you won't!" She yells back as she ran into the castle with Busby following behind her, there was a genuine smile plastered on her face, and at that moment, nothing ran in her mind but pure positivity and thoughts of what fun activities she'll do with her new found friends. Friends that she once labelled them as her enemies and lover and never though she'd ending up having a beautiful friendship with them. As Skye and Chase were now left alone outside as the Earl of Barkingburg is entering the palace as well – the world continues to move forward as skies were dotted with clouds that smoothly travel westward, while the sun gloriously casts it's brightest light, the duo looked at each other with smitten smiles "I'm glad everything's fixed now" Chase sighs as he snuggles to Skye, loving her presence beside him and inhaling her sweet cherry scent that remind him a lot of Solar "Me too Chase." she agrees as she looked up to the sky. She thought of how crazy a week more or less had changed her into a much better version of herself, even though it pained her and everyone else, she was happy that during those hardships, she learned something very valuable.

"Me too. . ."

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         "Huh, I wonder what love feels like" someone says as he looks at Chase and Skye enjoying each other's company, it was one question that floats above his head as he passes by them.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*   THE END   *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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