Paw Patrol: Alphabet Challenge Chase X Skye

Apples

"Thanks for sheep watching Chase!" Farmer Al said taking his hat off to wipe the sweat off his brow. "I'd never be able to expand their pen if they were all running around."

The German shepherd just smiled as his tail wagged. Happy to revive praise for his good work. "You're welcome Farmer Al! If you ever need sheep sitting services again. I'm your pup!" He then jumped into his police vehicle. Ready to return home and hopefully play with his fellow Paw Patrol members.

"Wait!" His wife, Farmer Yumi called. She was carrying a basket of apples. "Here's a little something for your help. Be sure to share with the rest." She smiled.

"I will! Thank you!" He started his engine as she loaded the basket into the back. "Bye!" He called as he drove away.

He pulled into his spot and transformed his rig into his house. Once the transformation was complete he pushed the basket of apples off. The other pups came running. One of them must of seen him come home with the treat and notified the rest.

"Are those Farmer Yumi's apples?" Rubble asked, droll dripping from his lip. "They're so yummy!"

Chase laughed. "Sure are. Plenty for every-pup!" The bulldog didn't need to be told twice. Snatching one in his jaws, he practically pranced to his house to enjoy the fruit.

"Do you mind if I take two Chase?" Rocky asked. He was wearing his pup pack. "I was thinking about making a apple peeler and corer."

"Sure." Chase nodded with a smile. The mutt did so walking away to his house.

"Dude!" Zuma said, hunger in his eyes. "I missed lunch! Wind suwfing all day." The lab then dove his face into the basket taking a fruit and walking away to enjoy.

"WAIT FOR ME!" Shouted the rapidly approaching dalmatian.

"Marshall, watch out!" Chase tried to warn him. An apple fell out of the basket at some point. The dally didn't head the warning, tripping on it. The fire dog and apple rolled down street to who knows where.

"I've heard of roll out the barrel. Never heard of roll out the Marshall." Skye giggled.

"Yeah....Aw there's only one left." Chase whimpered. He raised his eyes to the cockapoo. Upon meting her eyes his heart rate increased. Gosh she's pretty. He though to himself.

"It's OK Chase, I had lunch." She smiled at him.

As she turned to walk away he cried out. "No, please don't go!" When she turned around to address him. His heart rate quickened even more. A rush of emotions slowed his thought process. "I mean, um, I want every-pup to have one....So, please take it."

Her smile, her damned smile. It made him melt inside and his knees go weak. "Thanks Chase. That's very sweet of you." She picked it up gently in her mouth and walked away to enjoy her treat.

He sighed in content. Butterflies in his stomach. He was over the moon that he made her happy. He vowed then and there to try to make her happy more often.

He went to lay down in his house. Tired from the work and the rush of emotions. He hadn't closed his eyes for more then a few moments when he heard the sounds of small paws walking towards him. A second later the sent of apple mixed with the strawberry-kiwi shampoo Kate used for just her. He opened his eyes in confusion and got to his feet as she place a half eaten apple in front him.

"I hope you don't mine." She spoke shyly . "I wanted to you have some of the apple. I couldn't find Ryder to cut it for me."

"Lord no!" He nearly shouted. He then cleared his throat and forced himself to calm down. "I mean no, of course not. Are you sure Skye?"

She giggled. "Of course silly. I told you I had lunch." She then walked away.

For the second time that day he sighed in content. He bent down to start eating the apple. Enjoying the sweet flavor.

He was to occupied to notice Marshall behind him. "You know that's like a indirect kiss."

Startled by his friend's announcement, he bit off more then he could chew. He started choking while thinking. "Indirectly kiss Skye....Must kill Marshall..."

"Whoops, sorry Chase. Didn't mean to startle you. Good thing I know the Heimlich."