"Wow, what a bunch of great friends", muffled Marshall. He lied down on his back and looked at the roof of the tent.

A bit later, the pups were done with the campfire and wanted to go inside. "Yeah, that was really tasty," said Zuma to the other pups as he went in the tent.

"Yeah, they were delicious!" said Rocky as he licked his lips. "Marshall, we left a few marshmallows for you. Do you want some?" Marshall didn't even look at Rocky and said sadly, "No thanks".

"Okay then, more for us!" said Chase.

Skye sat down beside Marshall and whispered in his ear, "Sorry about Chase. All this order and restraint as a police pup has been keeping all this craziness inside and now he's just letting loose".

Skye hugged Marshall to comfort him but when Chase saw that happen, he got mad. But he didn't say anything. "Marshall," finally said Chase. "Go and get us some more snacks from the lookout. This bag is nearly empty."

Marshall gets up angrily. "Why me?!"

"This is a police order!" yells Chase.

Marshall grunted and exited the tent. "Stupid Chase, thinks he's the boss of me. I'll show him who's the boss, just wait!"

Marshall went in the lookout and violently snagged the bag of chips. He lied down, sighed, and started to think of a plan. He lied down longer than he thought, because Rocky came to call him to come back.

"Marshall, what's taking so long?" he asked.

"Sorry Rocky, I was just searching for the chips, but I realized they were in my left paw, hehe," said Marshall nervously.

"Well come on then, we're sharing secrets in the tent!" Marshall and Rocky returned to tent.

"Hey guys!" said Skye. Chase snarled and grabbed the chips as he noisily ate a pawful.

Rocky and the others were sitting in a circle. "So Zuma, what are you afraid of? Everyone else shared their secret besides you."

Zuma sweated nervously. "Uh, nothing, nope, I'm not scared of nothing at all!"

Skye and Rocky eyed Zuma and saw his nervous expression. "Oh Zum, I know you're hiding something," said Skye in a sing song voice.

"Uhh, pillow fight!" Said Zuma as he threw two pillows, hitting Rocky and Chase. "Oh it is on," said Rocky as he used his claw to grab a pillow and throw it back at Zuma. But Zuma ducked and it hit Skye in the face. Skye grabbed a pillow and hit Rocky in the face. Rocky and Skye then got in a pillow fight while Zuma quietly got away from the action. Chase remain frozen, and then removed the pillow that hit his face quite a while ago. Marshall pointed and laughed. Chase barked out his tennis ball cannon and threw one that hit Marshall in the stomach.

"Ow!" cried Marshall. Everyone was in fighting in the tent now, except for Zuma, who was hiding underneath his blanket. Skye suprisingly nailed Rocky to the floor with a pillow, and Chase and Marshall were exchanging growls and death stares. Eventually, everyone got tired out and slowly went to sleep.