"Psst, Zuma and Rocky." Chase pulled those two's shoulders from behind. They were on the way to the front stage.
"O-oh, hey?" Rocky backed up.
"I... actually got a little choreography plan in the ending, can you guys..." Chase whispered his plan to both of them.
"Y-you seriously gonna do that in front of the public?" Rocky giggled.
"Well, that sounds cool, and cute, actually! I guess we awe weady to do what you asked, Chase!" Zuma looked really excited with Chase's plan.
"Tell both Rubble and Skye too, so they can position themselves too." Chase blushed. "I might get killed by him for doing that, but eh." He also giggled.
"Alwight then. We will. Good luck!" Zuma and Rocky caught up with the others.
"Chase, be brave. You dared yourself to do so, don't think about anything else." Chase took a deep breath and followed his friends.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome, Paw Patrol!" Mayor Goodway let the team enter the stage. They were surprised to see a lot of orchestra players had prepared themselves on the stage. It turned out that they will be dancing with some orchestra-quality music.
"E-er, before we perform, we'd like to thank everyone who is willing to spare their time only to watch this New Year's performance. We are, honestly, glad to be asked to perform once again." Chase said. "And also, we'd like to apologize, a deep apology for our unprofessionalism. We were sorry for what happened back then." Chase bowed.
"We're terribly sorry about that, it was... a personal conflict that happened in Paw Patrol." Rocky continued.
"Chase didn't mean to cry that loud, and maybe if some of you hear it, say things that shouldn't be said." Rubble patted Chase's shoulder. "We were surprised too, actually. But we understood what happened."
"Our owner, Ryder, was in a coma state at the time we performed," Skye revealed the reason, and most of the audience looked surprised. "Yep, it's not a lie. He was in a coma state."
"But now, he is already awake. He recovered slowly from his coma state, and now he's between us already. Ryder?" Marshall called their owner, and the spotlight shone to Ryder who was waiting next to the stage.
"We'd like to say a billion thanks to him too, for being the most suppowtive pewson we evew had. He took care all of us, which most of us awe stway dogs, like his own adopted dog. But, million of thanks won't be enough fow his doings." Zuma bowed with the others.
"And... maybe this is what we can do. We will perform once again." Chase's statement made the crowd went loud.
"Please enjoy our performance, thank you!" Marshall bowed again with the others and waited until the noises from the crowd were gone.
They stood with their hind legs, although Marshall needed assistance from Chase and Skye because he was about to fall once again.
"You guys ready?" Chase asked his friends. They all nodded.
(A.N.: [C] – Chase, [M] – Marshall, [Z] – Zuma, [Ro] – Rocky, [Ru] – Rubble, [S] – Skye, Bold = Lirik Lagu)
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(Running Through Time) ~ A Yearbook of Chase and Marshall ~
FanfictionA series that tells the tale of Chase and his friends in an unusual year. There's something different with this year... what would it be? A Paw Patrol series that consisted of short-stories that can be linked with each other. Mainly focused on Chase...
