Thank you all for the reviews on the first chapter. I'm honestly kinda making this story up as I go along, but I'll try to upload each chapter as soon as I can. This chapter was a little rushed but I hope it's not noticeable. I also tend to feel like I put a little too much detail in some parts; say for instance: An awkward silence filled the room before a boy with peach skin and dark-brown hair who looked to be about thirteen, wearing a red and white vest with long-sleeves walked into the room. He held in his hand what looked to be a paper-like object. "Morning pups!" he said with a gentle wave. If you think I give too much of a detailed explanation and overuse the "he said, she said." Just let me know in the reviews. Feedback and suggestions are always welcome. Thanks again.

Here is a story suggestion that you should check out: "Zuma's Fear" by HavocHound.

Oh and btw, I don't own Paw Patrol.

The five pups wagged their tails as they grubbed down on their broiled liver sausage breakfast with bone-shaped pancakes; all except one pup who just stared at his bowl full of food with a saddened expression.

A chocolate labrador with yellow irises was happily scarfing his meal down. "Dude, these are the best liver sausages and pancakes I've ever had!" He shouted cheerfully, wagging his tail.

"Yeah!" Barked the blue eyed dalmatian. "These sausages are liver-licious!"

Skye giggled. "Marshall... You have pancake on your nose."

The dalmatian looked down to see a small piece of pancake stuck to the side of his nose and used his tongue to scoop it into his mouth. "Mmm pancake-er-rific." he replied with a content expression.

The other four just laughed at him.

"Oh Marshall." said Chase, with a smile.

Marshall turned to look at the bulldog a few feet away from him. "Rubble? You've barely touched your food. Is everything alright?" he asked with a hint of concern.

Rubble didn't even bother looking up. "I'm just not feeling hungry right now..." he replied with an unchanged expression.

The group gasped. It was a shock to hear those words ever come from Rubble's mouth. All the pups loved to eat, but none more than Rubble.

"What's wong Rubble?" Zuma asked, as his shock turned to concern.

Rubble sighed. "It's just... I had that dream again."

"You mean 'that dream'?" asked Rocky; a gray mixed breed pup, while raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah..." replied Rubble, sadly. "The dreams feel so real. I just wish I could get to meet Apollo..."

"Yeah." Marshall replied, looking up at the ceiling and smiling. "That would be a dream come true. Apollo is the greatest."

An awkward silence filled the room before a boy with peach skin and dark-brown hair who looked to be about thirteen, wearing a red and white vest with long-sleeves walked into the room. He held in his hand what looked to be a paper-like object. "Morning pups!" he said with a gentle wave.

"Morning Ryder!" the pups barked in unison.

"I see you're all enjoying the special breakfast I made for you." He continued as he smiled. He looked around and noticed one of the pup's bowls were still full. "Rubble? You haven't touched your food. Is everything alright?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

Rubble hesitated. "Well... lately I've been dreaming a lot about meeting Apollo the super pup." Rubble whined. "The dreams always feel so real, like it's actually happening... and then I wake up..."

"Well you know Rubble, your dreams are really vivid sometimes. Like the time you dreamt Alex was a giant." Ryder said as he chuckled.

"Yeah, I remember that." chuckled Marshall as he chimed in.

Ryder continued as he leaned down on one knee and placed a hand on Rubble's head. "But that's nothing to be sad about. You can always go back to sleep and dream again."

"But that's just it. I don't wanna dream it..." the bulldog replied as he looked up with wide eyes. "It's such a tease. I want it to actually happen... but I guess it's never going to..." He lowered his head again.

Ryder stood to his feet smiling. "Well I guess I should start my announcement then."

The other five looked up at him curiously as he reached into an envelope that he had within his hand the entire time.

"Pups I have a surprise for you all."

The mention of the word "surprise" made Rubble's ears perk up as well.

Ryder pulled a rectangular sheet of paper out of the envelope and began to unfold it. "You're all going to get to meet Apollo the super pup!"

All around the room there were frozen expressions of gaping jaws.

Marshall shook his head in disbelief "Whuuuuh?" he said, breaking the silence.

"The last time we had a discussion about Apollo, I realized how much you all wanted to meet him, so I decided to talk to mayor Goodway. As it turns out, she knows one of the directors of the show in Hollywood."

"No way!" squealed Zuma.

Ryder nodded his head. "I asked her if it was possible for all of us to visit the studio and meet the actors and she said that she would call the director and set up a visit for us."

"She did all that for us?!" Rubble asked, with the happiest expression he'd had all morning.

"We have to thank her!" barked Chase excitedly.

"I'll call her up on my pup-pad." said Ryder. He pulled a tablet-like device from his vest pocket and pressed a button. A cartoon image of mayor Goodway's face along with other faces slid across the screen. He tapped the screen and video feed of the mayor appeared.

"Hello?" said a woman with brown skin and brown hair as she moved closer to the screen squinting her eyes.

"Hi mayor Goodway, Ryder here. The pups wanted to thank you for setting up a visit for them to meet Apollo in the Hollywood studio." He turned the pup-pad to face the pups.

"Oh, thank you mayor Goodway, thank you mayor Goodway, thank you mayor Goodway!" yelled Marshall excitedly, as he bounced up and down.

"Thanks mayur, you're the best!" shouted Zuma as he wagged his tail.

"Three flips for mayor Goodway!" Announced Skye as she giggled and did three backflips.

"We couldn't ask for a better mayor!" said Chase as he smiled and gave a salute.

"Ahwoooo Alright mayor!" Howled Rocky.

Rubble ran up to the pup-pad and licked the screen repeatedly. "Mayor Goodway, because of you; my dream can finally come true!"

"Oh, it was nothing." Said the mayor as she blushed while Ryder wiped Rubble's drool off the screen. "It's the least I could do after you all saved the citizens of Adventure Bay countless times. Not to mention me and my precious Chickaletta." She reached her hand to her purse and petted a chicken head poking out of it. "Oh, Isn't that right sweetums?" She cooed and made kissing noises.

Ryder had an uneasy expression on his face. "Uhh, well thanks again mayor Goodway, the pups really appreciate this."

The mayor was still spoiling the little purse chicken. "I know what you want. You want a little snack, don't you?" She pulled a corn cob from a compartment within her purse.

"Ok mayor Goodway, we uhh... Have to get packed now. Thanks again." and with that, Ryder ended the call. He turned back to the pups and shrugged. "Well pups as soon as you all finish your breakfast we can get going."

"Rubble's the only one who hasn't

eaten." stated Rocky as he pointed his paw to Rubble's bowl.

"Oh that's no problem." said Rubble as he walked back to his bowl. He then stuck his head in the bowl and went to work. In less than five seconds the food was completely gone. *BURRRPP* "Zuma was right. That WAS the best liver sausages and pancakes I've ever had haha." he said as he rubbed his full belly.

Ryder and the other pups just laughed. "Ok pups, let's pack up and head out. Katie and Cali will be coming along too. They're waiting for us in the Paw Patroller. Be sure to bring your pup-packs just in case.

"Yes sir, Ryder sir." barked Chase before he and the other five dashed off.

The pups all sat in a row as Ryder finished loading their pup houses on board a giant high tech RV looking vehicle.

"Alright, that's the last of them." said the ten year old as he wiped his forehead. "Let's all get on board."

The pups rushed on excitedly and hopped into their seats. A blonde girl with peach skin and blue eyes, who looked to be the same age as Ryder was sitting down holding a cat on her lap.

"Hi pups! Are you excited for the trip? I can't wait to meet some of the famous pet groomers in Hollywood." she said excitedly. "Maybe they can give me a few pointers. I want to show them pictures of all the pets I've groomed so far."

"Yeah we're totally psyched." replied Zuma.

"I can't wait till Apollo sees how much of a fan I am." barked Marshall.

"Alright, is everyone ready?" asked Ryder as he stepped onto the RV.

Rubble gasped. "Wait! I forgot something!" he shouted as he ran out the RV and back into the lookout.

He ran to the TV area. "Where is it? C'mon, c'mon. I know I left it here." He said to himself as he searched the area frantically. He spotted something behind a green bean bag chair. "Ah ha!"

Rubble ran out of the lookout and back towards the Paw Patroller. In his mouth he carried his purple mask and red cape.

"Ok, now I'm ready." said Rubble as he took his seat with a smile.

Cali, Katie's cat, purred with an annoyed tone and rolled her eyes as if to say 'you made us wait for that?'

"Alright, Robo-Dog, let's roll." Ryder said, as he motioned to a small white and blue robotic dog sitting in the driver's seat.

The robotic dog barked and proceeded to press his paw down on the gas pedal.

The pups all looked out the window as the Paw Patroller drove off.

Apollo, here we come.

"Cut! That's a wrap!" Yelled a director through a megaphone. "Great job today Apollo."

"Hmmph, naturally." replied a gray german shepard cockily as he walked off the set and headed to his trailer.

"I'm truly the best." he said, as he praised himself. "There certainly is no one better than me."

He smiled a big smile with an expression full of ego as he continued on his way.