Paw patrol: Parachute Pups
Chapter one: Fun And Games!
"Hey pups!" Ryder called, coming out of the Lookout. As the pups obediently approached him, they saw what he had with him... a box.
"Ryder? What's that?" Marshall asked, stopping to sit in front of him.
"Something I think you pups are gonna like." Ryder replied, setting the box down and peeling away the folds on top. Reaching into the box he pulled out a large colorful role, and laid on the concrete amongst them.
"Um... what is it?" Rubble asked, cocking his head at the role of fabric before them.
"It's a parachute." Ryder said. He placed his foot on it and gave it a gentle push, making it roll out. So much so, that the pups had to step back a few paces. It had the PAW Patrol symbol on it, and the triangular pattern on it had red, blue and yellow fabric. And there were eight black handles on the edge, which were located on the seams where one color started and another one ended.
"Cool!!" The pups cheered and barked.
"Soo, what do we do with it?" Zuma asked, cocking his head at Ryder.
"There are lots of games you can play with it." Ryder smiled. "Come on, I'll show you." He snatched up one of the parachute's handles and ran with it into the yard, followed by his eager pups. And Ryder taught them how to play some games with the parachute. The first one was a game with some small balls. They were supposed to shake the parachute to make the balls bounce, without dropping them on the ground. They tried several times, but the pups enjoyed launching the balls off the parachute; rather than keeping them on it.
The second game he taught them was where they would lift the parachute up so it caught the wind and would call one of the colors on the parachute. And whatever color was called, the pup on that color would run to another side before the parachute came down again. Marshall would get caught almost every time.
"Aww shoot!" He would say, making all the pups laugh. Rocky enjoyed the ball game better, just watching the balls fly from the parachute was enough to make the mixed breed giggle.
Another thing Ryder taught them was how to make a bubble with the parachute. They would lift it up and them quickly pull it down... with them inside it. And the air inside it would keep it up like a bubble, as the pups sat on the edge to keep the air from escaping. Chase and Zuma like this the most.
"Hey! We could make a fort out of this and make it look like Raymundo's Big-top tent for the circus!" Zuma squeaked excitedly, gazing around the bubble.
"Ha ha, I guess that's a good indoor thing you could do with it." Ryder chuckled.
"Yeah! This parachute has lots of fun uses." Skye said, gesturing to the dome-shaped parachute.
"So let's see what else we can do with it!" Chase suggested. The German Shepard turned to grab the handle, and as the other pups got up to get theirs, a gust of wind filled the parachute. Chase was pulled forward and Marshall quickly grabbed another handle which pulled them both away.
"Oh no!!" Skye cried.
"We're coming dudes!!" Zuma called sprinting after them. The Dalmatian and German Shepard pulled back trying to stop themselves from dragging along the ground. Chase dug his paws into the ground to slow himself down.
"Marshall let go of the parachute!" Ryder called. Marshall wasn't sure why, but followed the instruction. And the parachute shot from his mouth and flapped violently in the wind, but Chase kept a fine grip on it with his teeth.
"Phew! That was close." Ryder commented runing a hand through this hair.
"It's getting soo windy!!" Zuma remarked, shielding his face toward the wind.
"You're right, Zuma." Ryder confirmed. "Let's get inside. Rubble help Chase bring in the parachute. Get a hold of it close to where Chase is, so it doesn't fill with air again."
"I can dig it!!" Rubble responded, bounding over to Chase.
"Great! The rest of you pups help grab anything sitting out, so it won't blow away." Ryder instructed.
"You got it!!" The pups shouted scattering across the yard.
Amelia the plane jostled her position, Ace, the pilot, struggled to keep her flying straight.
"Man! This is some windstorm!" Ace gasped, squinting through the clouded sky." The trees of the forest brushed under the plane and sticks bounced off it. Ace yanked the yoke pulling the plane away from them.
"That was close!" Ace sighed, glancing over the side. "I'm not gonna make it to where I'm supposed to be." Ace shook her head as she said this. "But Adventure Bay is on my way! I'll have to make an emergency landing there until this wind dies down." She reached for her phone. But she had to drop it into her pocket, so she could pull her plane straight again. Dialing quickly she found Ryder, and leaned it against the yoke to help her keep Amelia straight.
Ryder and the pups had just made it inside when Ryder's Pup-pad rang.
"Hi Ace, Ryder here!" The boy waved a greeting.
"Hi Ryder," Ace's face wasn't so cheerful. "I was just passing through when I got caught in this windstorm. I'll have to make an emergency landing in Adventure Bay again, and I'm afraid this storm is gonna be more than just wind. Can you and the PAW Patrol help?"
"Of course we can!! No job is too big, no pup is too small!!" Ryder pulling the colorful button out and pressed it. The pup-tags glowed and the pups knew what to do.
"Ryder needs us!!" They shouted, running for the elevator.
"Come one pups!" Marshall called over his shoulder, not seeing the box of fruit from Mr. Porter's blocking his way.
"Marshall look out!!" Chase called. But Marshall had already hit the box. And the fruit poured out, as he rolled into the parachute; crashing in a heap inside the elevator. The pups soon joined him as he poked his head out of the folds of the parachute. The slippery material draped lopsided off his head and covered most of his body and fruit lay everywhere around them.
"Hey I have a pear-a-chute!" he said, holding up a pear in one paw and the parachute in the other. The pups all burst out laughing, as they ascended the Lookout tower.. Rubble wasn't sure he was gonna stop laughing.
"PAW Patrol ready for action Ryder sir!" Chase declared, when the pups had lined up; like normal.
"Great, thanks for rushing in pups!" Ryder said, as the big screen came down. "Ace is back! And she needs our help to make an emergency landing in Adventure Bay... again."
"Ace is back!! Wah-hoo!!" Skye cheered with a backflip.
"Yep." Ryder smiled knowingly. "And with this storm getting worse, we'll need to act fast. She might even be grounded here for a while." A gasp escaped the patient pups.
"Oh no!!" Skye yelped. "Ryder we have to do something!!"
"We will." Ryder assure her. "But I'm not sure you're the right pup for the job." Skye sat and lowered her head. Rocky scooted closer to her to lay a paw on hers. "But- I wanna help?" The Cockapoo spoke up softly.
"I know you do, but the wind is making it hard for anyone to see... or fly."
"But then.. how will we get to her?" Marshall asked.
"Well since it's so windy, we'll have to attack this mission from the ground." Ryder responded pressing a button.
"Hi Ryder!" Ace's voice sounded a little nervous on the com, and her face mirrored her tone on the screen.
"Ace, I'm tracking your location. Try to make it to farmer Al's fields, he's willing to let us use it to help you land." Ryder told her.
"Sounds- good. I'll try to make it that far." Ace was still struggling to hold it steady when she hung up.
"Ok pups, for this mission I'll need..." Ryder flipping it the right icon on his Pup-pad. "Spy Chase, I need you to create a make-shift runway like before. And Rocky I need you to use your tools to secure lights to it again. And I'll also need Chase to use your spy goggles to track Ace with your heat vision"
"Green means go!" The mixed breed howled.
"Chase is on the case!" Chase barked.
"Marshall I need you to come too. In case we need to check Ace to be sure she doesn't get hurt." Ryder said.
"I'm ready for a ruff, ruff rescue!!" Marshall responded.
"Alright! Paw patrol is on a roll!" Ryder sprinted for the pole as always, and his pups headed for the slide.
Landing in their trucks, the pups and Ryder sped off to the farm to prepare for Ace's arrival. Skye watched them go from the top of the Lookout tower, wishing she was down there too.
"Don't worry Skye." Rocky piped up. "Ace will be ok."
"I know." Skye sighed after a brief pause, lowering her gaze.
Hey guys here's another PAW Patrol fanfic. Thanks to another PP fan I was given this idea to use. So thanks Bluewolfbat!! Also there is, as always, no ships here but friendships. And I did not write in Zuma's lisp, but btw it's still there. Anyway I hope you like this story. I have one other story that I plan to start but I don't know when. I have so many that I'm working on right now, so I probably won't start it for a little while. And thank you so much for the suggestions. If you have more I would love to hear them... always!! And I am happy to give inspiration for your own stories as well. Hope you enjoy! Thx!!