Tail of the Pup and King Whopper Novelization
This is basically a remaining/retelling of two episodes of the TV show. This mostly adheres to the continuity of the second season, two notable major changes to the setup are that Holly still owns the pound(rather than Katrina), and in order to find homes for dogs and cats, Barkerville now has a computer program. (Rather than the strange psychic powers the Pound Puppies used before-although they still certainly do have "Puppy Power!") The setup is otherwise the same; also, as in my other fanfics, Violet, Barkerville, Scrounger, Flack, Tubbs, and Dabney Nabbit(Finallygot him into a fanfic-Woohoo!) are part of the cast, the latter of whom now works for Katrina and is the(previously unseen) driver of the Dog Snatcher wagon. Like a few characters in the second season, Nabbit also now has a catch phrase: "I'll nab 'em, and I'll nab 'em good!" Some elements of the story have been altered, too(But I won't give them away) and there are even a few nods to the 2010 series. Please enjoy!(More info on these continuity changes can be found on my blog, the Keeper of the Fun blog!)
Tail of the Pup
It's a pleasant day in New York City. Holly Trueblood, manager of the local puppy pound and owner of the pound puppies, stands outside watering the plants by the front gate. Cooler, leader of the pound puppies, walks up to her.
"Howdy, Cooler!"
"Howdy, Holly. Have we gotten any new pups in today?"
"Why, yes. There are four of them in the main room; they're just being registered now."
"Thanks a bunch, Holly." Cooler traipses through the front door into the pound's main room where the other Pound Puppies(save for Scrounger) are standing in front of a large table with a pink tablecloth, which four puppies are standing on. There's a small dark grey puppy with floppy black ears and a pink collar, a shaggy white terrier puppy, a scruffy brown terrier puppy with floppy ears, and a small, round-faced tan puppy with brown ears, a brown spot on his back, a beige snout, and a teal blue collar. His tail is bent at the tip.
Nose Marie takes a notepad and pen out of her purse. "That's four cute li'l ol' pups up fer adoption: Maggie," she turns to the grey pup. "Snowflake," she turns to the white pup. "Richie," she turns to the brown pup. "And Pal." she turns to the tan pup, jotting the names down as she goes.
"All right, pups and pupettes," Cooler says. "We have some tail-waggin' good news, so listen up." The pups' ears promptly pop up.
"We're going to find each and every one of you a hap-hap-happy home!" Cooler finishes.
The puppies, elated by this news, cheer and happily wag their tails-except for Pal, who simply wiggles his bum, then sadly looks over his shoulder at his tail.
Whopper, dressed as a detective, walks up to Pal and looks at his tail with a magnifying glass. "By Jove, Tallyho, and all that other whatnot, Pal old chap, your tail's not wagging."
"Yeah," Pal replies sadly. "It never wags."
"It never wags?" replies a shocked Brighteyes.
"It never wags?" Cooler and Violet echo.
"It never wags?" Nose Marie and Barkerville echo.
"Awoo-oo-oo, it never wags?" Howler howls.
"It never wags?" Brighteyes repeats.
"Sugar Pie, y'all a'ready said that." Nose Marie says.
"Oh yeah," the yellow lab pup giggles. "I forgot."
"I don't even know why, it just never does." Pal sighs. "Nobody's going to want to adopt a pup whose tail won't wag."
Nose Marie picks up the little tan pup and cradles him in her arms like a baby. "Now, don't y'all worry your cute li'l head, Honey Lamb. We's-all gonna have your li'l ol' tail waggin' in no time." Pal looks up at her doubtfully.