The wolf dog pup Zane was in his lair looking over the monitors of the surveillance system around Adventure Bay he and his accomplice Moby set up. Nothing interesting happening really; Zuma and Rocky on a date, people milling about and unfortunately no competitions he could join. Zane scoffed, he was bored, wondering where Moby went. Probably to get scrap or something to work on. Then, he felt a little something, a little pluck on his cold heart. It happened when he thought about that merpup, how smart he is. Zane ignored it and went to turn off the monitor when he turned back to the camera that saw Rocky and Zuma on a date. Pluck..yet again, something deep inside him, thoughts about companionship or even love? Was he yearning? He touched his chest with a paw then shook the feelings away. He's known Moby for a while now, almost a year and the two have both hindered and helped the Paw Patrol before. Zane just loves to win competitions fairly, show off his skills and enjoys that no one really trusts him or Moby. That troubled merpup was pretty much his only friend..
“Bow wow wee!” Moby said excitedly as he and McSquidly found something big buried in the jungle. The merpup knew Tracker was around but far enough away to not hear him. Using his vehicle, Moby pulled his prize out of the mud, the first Paw Patroller. It was taken by the Cheetah then sunk into the muck to be forgotten. The merpup was so excited to see this, thoughts racing. “This is going to be so much fun! Zane will love having a mobile HQ!” He said, looking over the muck filled vehicle. McSquidly chittered. “Yeah I know I got a lot of work to do but hey, it's more fun to work for something. Besides, those goodie pups will be so shocked seeing this old thing back from the dead. Hahaha!” The merpup chuckled. Moby then pressed a button in his vehicle causing a tow hook to come out. He put it securely on the old patroller and started to drive off, pulling that muck filled beast. Moby was so excited to show Zane this, his thoughts on that wolf dog he calls a boss or even friend. Then, pluck, something tugged on the merpup’s dim heart. Moby couldn't keep Zane out of his head, that confidence, that intelligence, the cunning..that well kept fur and strength. He shook the feelings away and kept driving with McSquidly noticing his friend lost in some thought.
It took a while but Moby arrived back at the lair with Zane curious about what he brought. The wolf dog was shocked seeing the large muck filled and covered vehicle Moby was towing. “What in the blazes?” Zane asked. Moby smiled and got out of his vehicle. “The old Paw Patroller! Yeah it spent I dunno a year in muck but I'm going to fix it up and we'll have a mobile HQ! Ha ha!” Moby said proudly. Zane then grinned, that devious and cunning grin Moby knew all too well. “Outstanding. Those little mutts including my little sister Everest will be utterly shocked seeing this old thing again,” Zane praised, looking over the vehicle. “I can't wait to start, boss. It's going to be a lot of work but hey, worth it.” Moby said with a grin. “Where was it? I'm guessing the jungle?” Zane asked. “Yup. And no, Tracker didn't see me,” Moby answered. “Well I think he's with his boyfriend Rex on Dino Island,” Zane scoffed. He knew those two boys have been together for a little while now, seen them together in fact. Moby scoffed. “What's with all these love birds? Chase and Marshall, Rocky and Zuma, your sister and Skye, Rex and Tracker. Bow wow ugh..,” Moby said, sounding a little exasperated. Moby and Zane made brief eye contact and both pups felt it again, a little pluck on their dim hearts. “Well, I'll leave you to it. I'm going to go into town. Heheh.. just to see what happens,” Zane said with a chuckle. Moby nodded and started to gather his tools. No more words were shared between the two bad pups as Zane left his lair.
Zane walked through town with swagger and a better than you attitude on his face, not caring who saw him, not caring what they thought. His thoughts wandered a bit and yet again, they went to Moby. At first just thinking about how much work the merpup has in restoring the patroller and if he could help. Zane would even though he isn't that great at mechanics and then, pluck, harder this time. Tugging on his heart, an odd feeling, a yearning. Zane was so lost in his own mind he didn't notice his half sister Everest walking up to him. “Zane? Uh hi?” Everest said, snapping Zane out of his thoughts. He scowled. “What, lil sis?” He jabbed. Everest just chuckled and smiled with a bit of cockiness. “Someone is lost in his own head. Something on your mind? Or.. someone?” She teased. Zane scowled and scoffed. “Be silent! I simply have a few different things on my mind is all,” Zane grumbled with attitude. Everest giggled, knowing she touched a nerve. “Ooohh? Like what, big bro?” Everest giggled. Zane growled. “Be. Silent. Now leave me be,” Zane snarled. He walked off with Everest giggling to herself.
Meanwhile in the lair, the merpup had his shellphones on, playing a mix of music, as he started to work on the old Paw Patroller. First order of business was to clean it up both inside and out and with a power washer, Moby did just that. The inside was more difficult but not a lot of muck was inside as the vehicle was basically water tight. As he gathered tools and started to make notes on what needed to be fixed, his mind wandered around. First to what he would add to the new mobile HQ as there were many ideas like giving it wings, the ability to go underwater, net launchers, the sky was the limit. But then, the merpup’s mind wandered to Zane, wondering what his boss would want on the mobile HQ. However, it was deeper than just that, no, Moby was thinking about the wolf dog in other ways; how much he actually meant to him, that confidence, honor, strength. Pluck, his heart was tugged again, a note soft and somewhat sweet. Moby put a paw to his chest as he processed the feeling. What is this..? Why do I feel..warm.. thinking about Zane? He thought. Pluck, harder this time, just thinking about Zane caused it. Moby stopped and sat down, touching his chest with his paw over and over, looking into his paw pad. He just didn't really understand what he was feeling then a song came on in his shell phones that was fitting, Kiss by Korn. As he listened, his mind wandered more to Zane until he stopped the music and put the shell phones down. McSquidly was watching the whole time, slightly confused at first but the cephalopod was piecing it together. Moby heard the squid giggle which made the merpup glare at him. “What?! Ugh! You are distracting me!” Moby grumbled out, causing McSquidly to flee giggling away.
Meanwhile, Zane was still in town, walking where he pleased, even glancing at the Paw Patrol pups he saw. “Oh boy.. trouble,” Chase whispered to Marshall, both boys on a date. Zane chuckled and looked at both of them with his typical smugness and ego. “Trouble? Oh my dear shepherd..still take me for a common miscreant?” He boasted. Chase rolled his eyes. “Uh kinda yeah. You are the definition of shady, Zane. You and Moby,” Chase replied. “Come on, that's not completely fair, babe. They've helped,” Marshall said to Chase. The police pup just rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah. For his glory and ‘honor’,” Chase scoffed. Zane scoffed back. “Be like that then. I am leaving. Ta ta,” the wolf dog pup said walking off. Chase and Marshall watched him go with Chase seeming relieved he was gone. “That wolf dog..,” Chase said, shaking his head. Marshall licked his boyfriend on the muzzle. “Will you relax? He's not all bad. He's not Sweetie and definitely not like Humdinger. He has honor and sticks to it! He's never cheated nor stolen anything. Chase.. just..relax..,” the dalmatian said, nuzzling the police pup. Chase sighed, slightly blushed and then nuzzled Marshall. “Ok ok.. maybe I am overreacting,” he said.
As Moby worked on the old patroller, several things were going through his head all at once. He didn't like saying it, but he rather enjoyed Zane's company, especially because the wolf dog understood him. He was extremely happy that he was away from Puplantis and all that singing and would never go back down there. He didn't hate Coral, just she didn't really understand him all too well. Moby enjoyed messing with the Paw Patrol, loved seeing Zane win in competitions, loved seeing those plans he crafted work so well. Pluck..again, harder, more incessant. Moby put a paw on his chest again. “Zane..,” he muttered. Pluck, again, just the name, the thought of that wolf dog, he couldn't ignore it anymore. He had to tell Zane but how would he? Zane was such a stoic and serious pup. He shook the thought out of his head. “Just friendship..that's all it is. It's normal to feel things about friends..right? Yeah..yeah..,” Moby said to himself. Zane was on his way back home and unbenounced to Moby, the wolf dog pup was also having these feelings bubble up and tug on him.
