PAW Patrol: Chase, The... Pilot?!

Chapter one: Breezy!

"Ok pups, who's ready for our island exploration day." Ryder announced.

"We are!!" The pups howled back.

"Then grab your gear!" The young leader said, pointing to the Lookout. The pups bounded for the door as instructed. Chase ran after them, but soon stopped and turned around.

"Um Ryder.." the German Shepard spoke up stepping towards the boy slowly. "If we're gone on vacation... who'll look after Adventure Bay?"

"I don't know." Ryder realized. "I guess I didn't think of that when we started planning this trip."

"Well, I can stay here if you need someone to stay behind." Chase offered, peeking up a bit.

"Are you sure about that, Chase?" Ryder asked, raising a surprised eyebrow. "I thought you really wanted to go."

"I do." Chase sighed, dropping his gaze away from him. "But I don't like leaving Adventure Bay, knowing that something might go wrong when we're not here." Ryder knelt down to place a hand on the pup's shoulder.

"You sure you wanna do this?" He asked once more.

"Yeah, I'm sure." Chase replied, shrugging one shoulder.

"Well, ok. If you really want to." The boy smiled, standing up again. "I'm proud of you, Chase. You're such a good pup." Ryder scratched his pup's ear happily. Chase welcomed the attention and snuggled up to him lovingly.

"Besides." Chase said, as he bounded after Ryder, heading toward the Lookout. "There'll always be other trips for me to go on." He finished, looking up at him as they walked.

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"Ok, change of plans, pups." Ryder called when they'd all gathered around outside again. "Chase and RoboDog'll fly us out to the island on the Air Patroller. And Capt'n Turbot will still pick us up and bring us home."

"Why the sudden change of plans?" Skye asked, her eyes acquiring a bit of concern.

"Yeah, are you ok, Chase?" Marshall asked, turning his concerned gaze on the German Shepard.

"No, no, I'm fine!" Chase responded quickly. "It's just that-..." he trailed off a bit nervously.

"Chase is worried about leaving Adventure Bay without anyone being here to help if something happens and someone needs rescuing." Ryder finished for him.

"Oh, uh... ok." Marshall smiled.

"But Chase.. weren't you excited about going to this?" Rocky asked taking a step toward him. "I mean, you've been talking about it for weeks."

"I was." Chase sighed, "and still am. But- Adventure Bay needs someone to stay behind in case of emergency."

"He's got a point, dudes." Zuma had to agree.

"Well, I guess we should get going." Ryder stated. "PAW Patrol, to the Air Patroller!" The pup excitedly howled; racing for the giant plane sitting in the yard. As Marshall bounded toward it, he hit the raised cement rim where the driveway ended and the grass began; rolling into the pile of bags waiting to be loaded.

"I've got the bags." Rubble said, shoveling them up with his rig. Marshall popped his head out from under them.

"And me!" The Dalmatian called, smiling sheepishly at him.

"I didn't know I had cargo that could talk." The bulldog responded, and the two shared a bit of laughter joined by the rest of the team.

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"There it is! Sunny Slope Island. We're almost there pups." Ryder reported cheerily.

"I can't wait!" Skye squeaked. "This'll be the best vacation ever!" Even though she was buckled in, she couldn't resist a little hop; despite this fact.

"Yeah! The last time we were here Mr. Porter and Alex were stuck here in snow!" Rocky added. Chase concealed a disappointed sigh, so they wouldn't see or hear him.

"Let's land on the beach. It's clearest over there." Ryder pointed, and RoboDog barked obediently carrying out the order.

A sandy breeze disrupted the peaceful atmosphere of the island beach, though it was short-lived. The ramp went down and everyone, except Chase, exited. The German Shepard stopped to stand just inside the plane behind the line of the ramp's hinges.

"Everybody got everything?" Chase asked, from where he stood.

"I think so." Ryder said, looking around at the other pups, who nodded. "I think we're all set. Thanks Chase."

"Ok." Chase smiled slightly. "Then I guess we'll be going. Better get back, in case someone needs us. Right RoboDog?" The robotic pup barked in agreement. "So.. uh.. bye." Chase turned and headed back into the Air Patroller, RoboDog in tow; as the other pups said their goodbyes. The team watched as the Air Patroller took off and disappeared across the water. Chase looked back for a moment; then facing forward, and slumped in his chair with a sigh.

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"So what do you wanna do now?" Rocky asked.

"How 'bout we start with putting up our tents." Rubble suggested.

"Great idea, dude!" Zuma barked. Ryder giggled as his pups took off to get started, then glanced out over the water. His expression changed slightly, yet he still kept his smile; and, instead, broadened it as he turned back to go help the other pups.

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Chase hopped down out of the Air Patroller. He sighed again and headed for the Lookout.

"Maybe I could play Pup Pup Boogie." Chase wondered thoughtfully. "That'll keep me busy for a while!" Racing to the big screen, he pressed the button that brought up the game. Then he disappeared from the room, just long enough to grab the mat and drag it over to the screen.

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Zuma dragged the sleeping bag across the sand, the breeze flapped his ears forward against his face. The sleeping bag's shiny material slipped from his jaws and blew into Rubble; burying the pup immediately.

"Heh heh, sorry dude." The Chocolate lab chuckled humorously. The bulldog popped his head up from the folds of the sleeping bag.

"No worries, I'm good." Rubble smiled, borrowing the line from Marshall. The Dalmatian chuckled; when a gust of wind blew his ear in his face and he turned to squint into the wind.

"Wow! It's getting a bit windy!" He said.

"You're right." Ryder realized thoughtfully; beginning to wonder.

"Probably just the open sea air." Skye said. "Islands tend to have more windy days than places like Adventure Bay. Maybe this is a normal windy day."

"Hm, maybe." Ryder thought.

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"Alright! Yeah!" Chase howled excitedly, as he finished up a round of Pup Pup Boogie with a tail spin. The spinning got out of control, as usual, and he ended up crashing flat on his back onto a pillow. The German Shepard giggled, looking straight ahead at his upside-down world; then he noticed something strange about the outside world. He slid down to the floor and rolled over. Getting up, he raced to the window and pressed his paws to it; concern suddenly falling upon his face.

"Uh oh." He said, looking down to see one of Rocky's tarps blowing away. "I guess I better go get that." He thought out loud, then left the window and bounded for the elevator.

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"We can't make a fire." Marshall stated professionally. "The wind might make it spread too easily."

"So we can't roast marshmallows?" Rocky concluded. The pups whined sadly together.

"Don't worry pups." Ryder encouraged. "We can still eat the marshmallows if you want. We can enjoy them in our tents with the graham crackers and chocolate we brought."

"Ok!" Skye squeaked, feeling more optimistic.

"Yeah!" Zuma cheered. Ryder pulled aside the flap to his tent and the pups filed in, then zipped it closed once he had crawled inside himself.

Hi guys! How's it going! So this story is kind of a short four-chapter story. It is fully written and I will be posting one a day consecutively for the next couple of days. Hope you like it! Thx!!