Chapter 7 pt 2

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They practiced for the whole week for the whole song. They also switched place on who's about to 'distract' Marshall away. Sometimes Rubble had to help. Sometimes Rocky went for the mission. Sometimes Chase need to accompany. And sometimes Skye was needed. When Skye's away, they practice with the video Skye gave to them.

Marshall suspected that his friends are hiding something from him. But, whenever they went home, Marshall and Ryder always found the others relaxing or stand by at the Lookout, like there was nothing happened before. Marshall threw that bad prejudice away and tried not to think about it.

Night before Marshall's birthday, Ryder let the pups use the observatory to practice before the actual show. They use the observatory at night.

"Good luck, guys! Hope you all will do the best for him!" Ryder messaged them when he gave them the permission.

"Is the song weady?" Zuma asked.

"Yep. We gonna practice for the dance. For the vocal and singing, you guys got it already, right?" Skye asked.

"Yes, and alright. I hope we don't get too loud for dancing here." Rocky stepped the floor a little bit stronger.

"I hope not, because if yes, poor Ryder." Chase giggled.

Skye played the song and went to her position, along with the others. According to what they agreed on, Chase would start alone and the others would join him later.

They tried to fix their movements and syncing their dance with the others. Things went well, until...

"Ouch!" Chase fell over at the last spin.

"Chase!" Rocky approached the Shepherd. Skye turned off the music.

"Ugh... I'll never do that spin properly!" Chase slammed his paw onto the floor.

"It's fine, Chase. Just let it. The thing is, remember who are you doing this for. Just don't care about what the others would think about your dance moves, just remember you did this for your own beloved brother." Rubble calmed Chase down.

"Um... I don't know. It's been a week, and I always fail at the same spot. Man, that last spin... always managed to trip me over." Chase sighed.

"Wubble's wight, Chase. Just care about who awe you dancing fow! About good or bad, that'll be nothing. And I believe tomowwow Mawshall will be shocked and suwpwised, hehe." Zuma agreed with Rubble.

"Eh... alright then. Thanks, guys." Chase shrugged and stood up with Skye's help.

"You wanna try again? We almost finish the dance, you don't have to spin if you want to." Skye offered.

"Sure, no problem." Chase nodded, and set the song to play at the end.

When they finished their training, they cleaned the equipment and went down stair.

"Hope things would go well..."

At the morning, Chase woke everyone up like the usual. Everyone worked like today was nothing for them, just some usual day. Marshall was a bit confused with his friends' behavior, and kinda sad because no one remembered his birthday at all. That, at least, was what Marshall thought.

"Ryder, is everything ready?" Chase asked from his badge when he was far from the others.

"I guess it should be ready now. I'll call you guys out when it is ready." Ryder answered. "Anyway, I heard a thudding noise. What was that?"

"Ah, it was nothing, Ryder. Maybe we practiced too hard, haha." Chase giggled. "I'll try to make Marshall busy, for now. Thank you, Ryder." Chase hung up the call.

(Running Through Time) ~ A Yearbook of Chase and Marshall ~Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora