Hi guys! I'm back! Paw Patrol is my new method for this time and I'm ready to publish some of my works!
The Cat Milk Crime and Other Stories is a series of stories about how PAW Patrol was created and there's a bonus story where PAW Patrol was set in the 1930s, and that is The Cat Milk Crime. Each member of the PAW Patrol has a backstory (we all know Rubble's), and this is not in chronological order, which means one pup has to be first before Ryder. I hope you enjoy, guys!
So-Called... Home
Rocky's Story
Rocky has been through recycling for years, and has been through a harsh life with the boss of the trash company. There was also a prank that has gone serious and made Rocky enter into a nightmare. The next day when the PAW Patrol came in to save a kitten but had host a few stuff, will Rocky be able to help them?
Rated T for themes of pain and sadness.
Rocky
"Rocky, that's trash. Everything has to be thrown!"
That's what he said. I mean, how can you throw a big sofa? That's hard to hammer it down, or shred it to pieces. Some junk are not that obsolete, those can be used to build a home, even without a lot. I want to use that sofa and take a nap for some time. It's still fresh, no stuffing that popped on the center, and It's still comfy to sit on. I'm okay with the scratches, it doesn't hurt my fur.
By the way, my name is Rocky. I'm a five year old mixed breed pup who lives on a hill of trash. I love to make something awesome with anything that can be useful but some people want to throw it away. I have two puppy friends with me: a Beagle named Darcy and a pug named Bruno. We lived on the hill of trash for two years. It's a hard life because we're like dogs going wander over yonder hunting for food, and we're collecting some trash. See that? Some. Because our boss (he doesn't mention his name) picks what he wants to recycle and reuse. He's too traditional on selecting. Darcy and I have updated our ideas on recycling and reusing stuff, so we experiment. We do love inventing.
One day, our boss had a conversation with his bud. "Why do I have to know about their brainiac levels?" our boss said. "They're just a bunch of pups. Whatever you ask them, they do it."
"I have observed these pups that they have differences," his bud said. "They're not just ordinary pups. I approached to them two weeks ago to test their intelligence," he opened his file envelope and got the document. He read, "Bruno, the pug's intelligence is about 105, Darcy, the Beagle, is about 120, and Rocky, the terrier, is he a terrier?"
"I don't know."
Yep, I never knew what breed of pup I am. I'm just a mixed breed.
"His intelligence is about 135. And I guess he's a very smart pup."
135? That's pretty high! Does this mean I'm a genius?
"135?" the boss widened his eyes. "1-3-5? Utterly preposterous."
Yep. I don't believe it either. I mean, I live on a hill full of trash and I have that kind of intelligence?
I wasn't really born and raised on a hill full of trash. I was born on the edge of the sidewalk. When my mother died, I ran away to find a new place to stay. I stopped by at a pet shop and lived there. In that time, the seller was strict, he even drowned me in a big bathtub as a torture for not following his orders. I was three by then. That's why I have aquaphobia, the fear of water and getting wet. He even pierced my ear, that's why I have a tear on the left side of my ear. He's also the reason why I got so grayish. But my paws are still white. One time, when the seller left the pet shop door open, I decided to run away, away from the shop, away from the seller, and away from pain. While running away, two pups came to me and let me stay in their place. That's where Darcy and Bruno came in.
Bruno is a pug who loves to hunt and eat... a lot. Sometimes he doesn't give us the food he had. He's always self-asserting, and he shows off... really. Darcy, on the other hand, is the nice one around. He's that genuine, young pup, who cares for you and helps you anytime. He and I are really close to each other, except for that bossy little pug.
One night, Bruno had a plan to set a hill of trash on fire, just for him to escape from the hill. Darcy and I warned him not to, or the boss will castigate him again and give him tons of nightmares. But he continued his plan and the hill was on fire. Darcy and I ran to the other side of the street. The firemen came and they doused the fire with water. The boss ran to see what's going on. Bruno ran to the boss. "Sir, it was Rocky! He set the hill on fire!"
What?
"Rocky, what the hell did you do?!"
"No, sir!" I stammered. "It was Bruno, he's lying!"
"Rocky's telling the truth!" Darcy supported me. "He would never ever do that in his whole life!"
"Shut your canine mouth, you blundering Beagle!" the boss shouted. "You're not invited in this party. Rocky, come with me."
He pinched my physically impaired ear so hard and took me to the burned hill.
"Damn it!" was all I heard from Darcy. "Curse you, Bruno!"
Bruno did a sinister laugh, in a nonobvious manner.
Oh no. What's the boss gonna do to me? Is he gonna burn me to death?
He gave me a ton of nightmares that night. He pushed me to the burned hill and punched me so hard. I felt the burning sensation on my fur and in my gut. I bawled out in pain that I can't feel my nerves anymore. It took me back in my past when I lived shortly in a pet shop.
An hour later, the boss dropped me off. I saw Darcy with a water hose on his mouth. He doused me with water to cool me off. "Thanks," my voice was weak. "I needed that."
"Rocky," he was worried. "Are you okay?"
"No," I sniffled. "He did it again, Darcy. He did it again!" I started crying.
"Oh dear, Rocky," he patted my back. "Don't worry, I got you."
I woke up on the next day. I heard a kitten screaming for help. Then a group of trucks, a helicopter, and an ATV came. It was a human with his three pups. It's amazing to see some pups driving big vehicles. I wish I could do that someday.
" Don't worry, kitty!" the human called the kitten. "We'll save you!"
Bruno got out of the hill. "Is that the PAW Patrol? I'm going to save the kitty, and I will be part of the PAW Patrol!"
What in the green grapes is PAW Patrol, anyway?
Bruno ran to the house where the situation takes place. The kitten's at the roof and is about to fall. "Come on, kitty, jump!" Bruno said. "I'll save you! Watch when I save this kitten, PAW Patrol. Come on, jump!"
"I guess he's trying to impress us," the Dalmatian commented.
"I don't think he's good enough," the German Shepherd pup added. "You may be right, Marshall."
The kitten scoffed, kicked cans, and they fell on Bruno. "Ow, hey, kitty, stop that!" Ha. Nice one, Bruno.
The kitten's about to lose her grip. I quickly thought of something. Aha! This puppy-sized grappling hook that I made will do. I ran to the house. I pressed the button and the hook flew to the edge of the roof. "Grab on the line and slide down," I told the kitty, and she did. She was safe!
The pups of the PAW Patrol cheered. I heard the human cheering, "Way to go!"
"Ah, curses!" Bruno growled and he walked away.
Then the human called me. "Come here, little guy." And I did. "That trick you did was awesome! How did you get that hook?"
"Well, it was my homemade grappling hook, puppy-sized. I make cool tools in my spare time."
"Using recycling materials? That's cool! I'm Ryder, by the way. What's your name?"
"I'm Rocky. Here's the kitten, by the way." The kitten ran beside a Cockapoo. "So where do you live, Rocky?"
"I live on a hill full of trash."
"You live on a hill full of trash?" the Dalmatan repeated. He must be Marshall. "That's sad."
"Yeah," I frowned. "This is my... home... so-called."
"Well, you did a great job," Ryder said. "Thank you for saving the kitten."
"No problem."
"Oh no," the Cockapoo gasped. "Ryder, we lost our pet carrier!"
"Pet carrier, you say?" I ran to the hill, got my homemade pet carrier, and sent it to them. "There you go." I opened the carrier with my paw and sent the kitten there.
"Amazing, Rocky!" Ryder exclaimed. "Where did you get that carrier?"
"I build a lot, Ryder."
"Thanks again, Rocky."
"Hey Ryder?" the German Shepherd started to whisper something to Ryder.
Chase
I bet Rocky has a potential. He could be a member of the PAW Patrol for such smartness in improvising and building stuff. I bet he has a lot of ideas too. I whispered to Ryder. He leaned in.
"Can he be a member of the PAW Patrol? I bet he has potential."
"Him?" Ryder referred to Rocky. "Yeah, I bet he would be. Let's give him a home first."
Rocky
Hmm... what does he think about me? All I heard from Ryder was, "Him? Yeah, I bet he would be."
"Rocky," Ryder approached to me. "Would you like to come with us? You'll have a better place to stay in Adventure Bay."
A better place to stay? Out of this big junkyard? Out of that big boss who tortured me last night and I was burning? "You mean it, guys?"
They agreed.
I smiled. "Why wouldn't I?"
The three pups cheered.
"Then come on and hop on my ATV," Ryder said. I hopped on his ATV.
"Rocky, wait!" I heard Darcy. Maybe it's my last chance to talk to him.
"So does this mean you'll be a part of this team?" he said.
"Why?"
"Good luck out there, Rocky. Saving the town is one big shot of your life."
"Thanks, Darcy. Whatever Ryder and these pups would do for me, I'm sure I'll be okay."
"Of course. That's the PAW Patrol."
"Hope to see you soon, my friend."
"Hope to see you soon too, buddy." We did our best-friend-style-paw-shake. I hopped back to Ryder's ATV and we rode off.
Narration (3rd person POV)
The boss saw Rocky and the PAW Patrol riding off the town. "Hey, you caught my pup!"
Darcy brought his homemade PAW Patrol-like pup pack and barked out his claw. The claw got the boss' sleeve and he fell on the mud. "Curses!" he growled. He was out of the game.
Rocky
I can't believe it! I was out of that hill, out of that big grumpy boss, and that bossy little pug. But I am sure gonna miss Darcy, who has been nice to me. Right now, I'm riding with Ryder, accompanied with three new pups; a female Cockapoo wearing a small flight suit, a Dalmatian (Marshall, I guess?) with a fire-pup's cap, and a German Shepherd who resembles as a traffic cop. I think they are the law enforcements of the town... and I'm with them? This is gonna be awesome!
We arrived in a town called Adventure Bay. It may be small, but it's a peaceful place. We traveled through town, and we stopped at a tall building. Kinda looks like a lookout.
"PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!"
I was right!
The pups ran to the entrance of the Lookout.
"Where are you guys going?" I asked.
"When Ryder calls, we go to the Lookout and he will tell us what our mission will be," the Dalmatian pup explained. "My name's Marshall."
"Hi, Marshall!"
"Chase is the German Shepherd, and Skye is the Cockapoo."
"Come on, Rocky," said Skye. "to the Lookout!"
She and Chase arrived first in the elevator. I was about to reach the elevator but Marshall tripped on a toy, rolled with me, and crashed to the other pups.
"Sorry, Rocky," Marshall said. "I guess my entrance to the elevator was a bit... rocky."
We all laughed.
"Nice pun, though," I said. "Do you really have to deal with this everyday?"
"Yep."
We rode in the elevator and we were all set when we reached the top room. "Ready for action, Ryder sir!" Chase saluted.
"Oops," Ryder scanned on his tablet. "I seemed to have pressed the wrong button. There's no mission today, pups. But we're going to have an induction ceremony. Rocky, step forward, please."
I did what he said.
"Rocky, in honor of being such a brave and smart pup, and making improvises to save the kitten, I would like you to be an official member of the PAW Patrol."
Really, Ryder? Like, for real?
"And based from your skills and abilities, you will be our repair and recycling pup," he presented to me a green badge with a reduce-reuse-recycle symbol on it. It's like a collar. He placed the collar on my neck. I was amazed.
"Awesome!" I exclaimed. "Thanks, Ryder! Thanks, pups! This is the best!" I jumped to Ryder's arms and gave him a few licks. He giggled. "You're welcome, Rocky. But first things first, you're gonna need a bath."
"Wait, what? Bath? Equals to water, and getting wet?"
"Yeah," Chase said. "This is our routine."
"Uh, Ryder? Is it embarrassing to tell you that I'm afraid of water?"
"What?" Ryder and the pups looked at me.
"Sorry, but I don't like getting wet."
"You have to," Ryder said. "After that, you will have your new uniform."
I sighed. "Fine."
"Okay, I'll take the plunge," I held my breath and jumped into the water. "Eww, this water's all wet!"
The pups laughed.
"You'll be fine, Rocky," a vet named Katie said. She scratched my back with her fancy back scratcher. Yep, it's pretty good.
"Oh, me too, me too!" Marshall jumped in, but he slipped on a puddle and fell to the other bath tub. "I'm okay!" I laughed along with the other pups. He sure is clumsy, but funny though!
Days passed and I made friends with new pups, and the other citizens of Adventure Bay were happy to meet me. I only had my new green uniform, a ball cap, and pup pack, which contains a lot of tools I can use to repair. So no pup house yet. I guess Ryder's working on it. I also collect stuff that I recycle, just like what I do when I lived in a junkyard. This time, I keep those stuff at a metal tunnel I built. It was placed near Marshall's pup house. At night, sometimes I stay with Marshall's pup house, or Chase's, or Skye's, or maybe in Ryder's room. Sometimes I tell them the story of my life. It was painful, as one would comment. Yep, I've been through all that pain. But they helped me by cheering me up. This is the first time I've been so happy throughout the day. The last time was when I was living with my mother. Thanks to Ryder and the pups, who have been there for me.
Two weeks later, Marshall took me to the Lookout but it was dark. Good thing he didn't trip over. "Just few steps left... and stop."
"Then what's gonna happen, Marshall?" I looked for him but he was gone. It was so dark, you see. "Marshall?"
Then suddenly, the lights went on. "Surprise!"
Oh my word, they knew!
"Happy Birthday, Rocky!" Ryder brought the cake to me. "We couldn't make you a regular cake, but I bet a bowl of your favorite pup treats will be better."
So it wasn't a cake then. "It's okay. At least you guys remembered my birthday." And now I'm turning six!
"Well, no party's too small for Rocky's birthday!" Chase smiled.
"Make a wish!" Skye said, and I blew the candles on my 'cake'.
"And there's an even bigger surprise waiting for you at the slide!" Ryder said.
"Really?"
Ryder smiled at me.
"Green means go!" I ran to the startup of the slide, slid down, and landed on a green pup house-shaped... thingy. It transformed into a recycling truck. So Ryder gave me a pup house that transforms into a recycling truck! Wow!
"A pup house slash recycling truck... for me?"
"Yep," Ryder said. "Do you like it?"
"Like it? It's awesome! This is the best thing ever!"
"And one more thing, check out the back of your truck!"
I barked out to open the trunk. I looked inside. "My recycling stuff! They're all here! Thanks, Ryder!"
"No problem, Rocky."
I couldn't ask for more. This is the best day ever!