You'd sent some gift cards and flowers as well, to each of the pups and Ryder.
Passive Aggressive
"Guys! Guys! Look what we got!" Rocky exclaimed, bursting into the lookout.
"Ooh, what is it?" Skye asked, running ahead of the rest of the Paw Patrol, who were making their way over to see.
"We got a care package!" The pups perked up at that, their exhaustion always slightly alleviated by the outpouring of support from their home city.
"While it is always appreciated to be, well, appreciated," Merlin mused, "I fail to see what makes these gifts merit more enthusiasm than any of the others we've been showered with over the past week."
The spellcasting canine wasn't exactly incorrect. The people of Adventure Bay had been so vocal in their support of the Paw Patrol that they had to start bypassing the postal service to avoid the whole thing getting clogged up. There was no shortage of presents, fan letters, and care packages.
"Because!" Rocky exclaimed, his tail going a mile a minute. "These ones came from Johanna! I saw her drop them off on the cameras! It always feels nice to be appreciated, and it's
even better when it comes from a friend!"
"Well, let's open them up and see what she got you guys." Ryder said, chuckling a little at Rocky's enthusiasm.
"Not just us, there's one here for you too, Ryder, sir!" Ryder blushed a little as Rocky slide the present (from a girl!) across to him.
"Go on Rocky!" Chase encouraged him.
"No… I will wait." said Rocky, sitting down on his haunches with purpose. "I want to build the anticipation watching you guys!"
"Alright, alright!" Chase laughed placatingly. "Let's see what we got."
Chase tore into the brown wrapped package. "Oh wow!" Marshall exclaimed, looking over Chase's shoulder into the box. "A whole thing of treats! Lucky!"
"They're even the kind that clean your teeth." Chase noted appreciatively.
"Me next, me next!" said Skye, jumping on hers. "Oh my god! It's a little plane!" Skye picked the toy plane up, and the miniature aviator let out a little wheeze between Skye's teeth. "Ah! And it squeaks! This is awesome!"
"Rocky, are you okay?" Ryder asked. At this point, the pup was practically vibrating with excitement.
"AH! I just can't take it anymore!" he shouted before diving into his own package. That was the cue for the pups to all begin opening their gifts.
"She got me a tennis ball!"
"I've always wanted one of these!"
"You can never have enough first aid supplies."
"How'd she know!?"
"This is outrageous!" The whole of the Paw Patrol turned to Merlin at his outburst to see him fuming at his present, a mix of fury and disgust on his face. "To send me this… this…"
Sitting on the floor in front of him was a large yellow book, with two hands passing a coin between them, titled
Magic for Dummies. "I am an
expert magician, with
years of experience. I can't believe she would insult me like this!"
"Calm down, Merlin." placated Everest.
"Yeah, it makes sense not every gift is going to be amazing, especially since Johanna barely knows you." justified Rocky.
"It's not as if you display much interest outside of your magic to the public, and I doubt Mr. Porter pays the girl in rare magical artifacts. You have an expensive hobby, and it's the thought that counts." Remedy explained calmly.
Merlin took a deep breath, holding it for a long moment before letting it out with all his tension. "You're right. My apologies."
"It's no big deal, Merlin. Hey, do you want one of my treats?" Chase offered. Merlin took the presented treat and began gnawing on it.
"What did you get Rocky?" asked Sylvia. "You were so excited for it."
Rocky responded only with sniffling. "Oh no, was it not good?" asked Rubble with concern.
"It's… it's… perfect!" exclaimed Rocky, showing off his large hunk of scrap metal. "She remembered the size and shape we were looking for, and got it on her own time! This is one of the nicest things anyone's ever done for me!"
"Aw, that's really touching Rocky." said Skye. "Even if I don't get it at all."
"What about you, Ryder sir?" asked Chase.
"I haven't opened mine yet. I was having a lot of fun watching you guys open yours." Ryder laughed, holding up his hands placatingly.
"Open it! Open it!" came the responding chant.
"Ha ha, alright! Alright!" Ryder laughed, opening up the box. He turned bright red at the signed, glossy, 9.5'x11' photo of Johanna smiling, winking, and throwing up a peace sign inside the box. "Uh, she sent me some of Mr. Porter's baked goods!" There was a small Tupperware container underneath the photo, so he wasn't even a liar.
"Ooh, really? What kind? Can we share 'em? Lemme see!" asked Marshall, jumping up on Ryder's leg in excitement at the thought of fresh baked goods.
"Oh, uh, where is Jaeger?" asked Ryder, desperate for something, anything else to become the topic of conversation.
"Huh, I didn't notice him slip away." remarked Everest. "Where
did he go?"
XXX
Jaeger placed his gift on his pillow, looking at it for a long moment. He hadn't wanted to bring down the mood when he first saw it, and so took his leave during Merlin's outburst. Complex emotions swirled within him as he stared down at the gift, and the unassuming bar of dark chocolate stared back, holding no answers.
AN: Johanna is an excellent gift giver… when she wants to be.