Paw Patrol and the Joyful Flirtation

Rocky leaned on his side, his paws crossed in a bored fashion. He stared at the tv as the pups zoomed around the screen in their vehicles.

“Hey, guys,” Rocky said, “this is getting kinda boring.”

Chase, who was driving the fire truck, glanced over at Rocky. “What do you mean? It’s never gotten boring! We always save the day!”

Rocky sighed and sat up straight. His huge belly heaved with each breath. “Yeah, but I feel like we should be doing something else. I don't know... maybe something more exciting? Something more... romantic?”

Chase snorted and rolled his eyes as he turned back to the screen. “Oh wait, it's Tracker! He's got a new one!”

Tracker had just appeared on screen in his flying motorcycle and was now yelling into a megaphone while he floated past the other pups on the roof of the library. He wasn't doing anything particularly dangerous, so there was no need for them to hurry over to save him, but that didn't matter to Chase and Zuma who were still cheering wildly when they reached him.

Rocky watched them with a scowl on his face.

Zuma jumped onto Tracker's back and began kissing him all over his head and ears while Chase climbed onto the bike and began making out with Tracker right there on his lap!

Moments later, Claw ran over to join in on the fun and soon all six pups were making out together. The rest of them just stood around watching and laughing their tails off. Not even Everest could stop laughing long enough to say anything about it.

"Well," Al finally managed to choke out once he'd regained control of himself, "I have to say one thing... this is definitely more entertaining than what we've been watching!"