Sweetie had everything planned out- almost everything, anyway. She had no idea what was going to happen soon. The Paw Patrol hurried to Barkingburg. The earl said that Sweetie had somehow managed to steal the royal throne, and the Paw Patrol needed to get it back.

"Chase! Use your drone to find Sweetie!" Ryder said. Chase nodded and barked out his drone.

Rocky decided to just walk around, since he wasn't needed right yet. As he walked down a hallway, his tail brushed against a knight's arm. "I still think that Sweetie could- Ah!" Rocky screamed, as he fell down a trap door the knight had opened. He landed with a thud on the ground. "Ouch! What happened?"

"Rocky?"

"Sweetie!? Where are we?" Rocky asked.

"You're in my secret tunnels, mixy." She huffed. "And I suppose you caught me. Go ahead and... *sniff* tell your friends so I can be locked back in my cursed dog house... Waaahaa!" She covered her face with her paws, and cried.

Rocky's heart broke at the sight, but he stayed strong. "Sweetie, you know you're being a bad pup by stealing the throne. I'm sorry, but I have to tell."

"Yes, you have to *sniff* be just like *sniff* the rest. *sniff* You just hate me, and I really tried to be *sniff sniff* nice before..." she sniffled.

"You... you were truely sorry, weren't you? Wait, we didn't give you a chance to-" Rocky stopped, and looked at Sweetie. "Sweetie, don't worry. I'm not telling them I found you. In fact, I'll help you. They shouldn't have treated you like that. Neither should I, but I'll fix that." He said, and pressed a button on the back of his pup tag, disabling it.

Sweetie blinked several times. "You're... you're actually gonna help... me? Ha...haha, yes! Maybe I'll finally be able to outsmart the Paw Patrol. Rocky, you are my king." She kissed his cheek.

Rocky blushed. "She kissed me." He thought, and smiled. "Ok, Sweetie, here'smy plan. We'll get the pups off your back."
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To be continued...