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-LizzyLucky


Ryder's 8th birthday had passed about a month ago, and everything was getting better. Marshall had recovered quite nicely, although his paw was still bandaged. The newest Mayor of Adventure Bay, Mayer Goodway, had gone through a lot of trouble to get a legal document claiming that the town could adopt Ryder. They had the old look out repaired and upgraded so Ryder could move in. It was incredible how much better it was. You couldn't recognize it. It was plenty large for Ryder and his pups, and there was a lot of property there. The grass had been made healthy again and everything. They even went as far as to built a new pet shop and declare it's ownership possession of Katy and her dad. Right there in the same corner the old one had burned down at. And, just to add onto all that, a new specialized agency had been hired to train Ryder and his pups for disasters and Mayer Goodway had set up an incredible and very, very successful fundraiser to provide materials for Ryder and his pups. It had raised nearly $30,000 for him and everything seemed to be going right. Marshall had even gotten better at talking and a lot less shy. He and Chase had become the best of friends since the last fire when they had performed an amazing rescue. But, their training over the last three months was about to be tested.

"Chase! I'm going t-to get that ball from you eventually! I have more stamina!" Marshall cried out playfully, growling and bounding across the grass in front of the look out, chasing Chase. And although he did have more stamina, Chase could run faster due to the fact that his paw wasn't sprained, like Marshall's.

"We'll see!" Chase stopped right in the middle of nowhere and Marshall stopped and skid across the lawn to stop before he crashed.

"Woah! Watch out!" Marshall shouted.

Chase turned around and looked at Marshall too late, the two now rolling down the hill like a bowling ball after colliding with each other. Chase managed to get a footing and stop, but Marshall had still been on top of him and went flying off, landing flat on his back on the ground.

"Woah! Marshall, are you okay?" Chase asked, walking up to his friend.

"I'm okay!" Marshall replied enthusiastically. "I'm b-better than okay. I got the ball!" He said, taking off with the ball in his mouth.

"Hey! What-? How did you-?" Chase stuttered for a moment in confusion before shaking his head, pushing the confusion away, and running off towards his friend.

Ryder watched in content as his two pups ran around enjoying themselves. "They're so much happier than I thought I could ever make them. It makes me happy too." Ryder sighed in relaxation and shifted into a more comfortable position in his chair.

"Hey there, Ryder." Came Katie's voice.

"Ah!" Ryder jumped what seemed a mile into the air upon hearing his friend's voice. He hadn't a clue she was there until she spoke. "K-katie! When'd you get here?" He asked nervously.

"Only a minute or two. Wow, look at those two go! Marshall's doing so much better! I just hope he'll be careful. If he's not careful, he could delay the healing process of his paw and that wouldn't be any fun!" She said.

"No, it wouldn't." Ryder replied.

"Ryder, can I ask you something?" Katie asked.

"Um, sure, what is it?"

"Do you like me?" Katie asked.

Ryder nearly fell out of his chair and choked on his drink, blushing.

"W-what do you mean?" He asked.

"I mean that I feel like no one notices me anymore. Is it just because nobody likes me?" She continued.

"What?! Of course people like you! You're sweet and silly! Really kind too! Of course I like you! You're my best friend! I don't know who wouldn't like you!" Ryder answered sincerely.

"Thanks, Ryder. Hey, where's Skye?" Katie asked, changing the subject.

"Oh, Skye? I think she's trying out the jet pack I designed. I've always had an inventive side, and I love anything tech, so I thought I'd try something like that. I ran a million tests, so it should be perfectly safe, and I told her she could test it anytime she likes. Marshall wouldn't test it, but I don't know why. And Chase said flying just doesn't seem to be his thing. It's alright though; he's too big for it anyway. And Marshall won't be the size he is for much longer. If I'm right, he's going to be a little bit bigger than Chase pretty soon. But right now, he's still pretty small."

"You know, I've been thinking about that. He should be a little bigger than he is for his age. I wonder why he isn't yet…" Katie said.

"Watch out!" Someone shouted.

Skye came zooming through, right between Ryder and Katie, at an incredible speed. She was wearing the jetpack and doing all sorts of loopty loops. But they looked more like they were on purpose, rather than a malfunction.

"This is so cool, Ryder!" She shouted down to her owner.

"Wow, it works better than I thought!" Ryder exclaimed.

"Definitely!" Skye agreed as she landed on the grass in front of Ryder and Katie.

Upon hearing the ruckus, Callie walked out from underneath a chair in the shade and stretched. She had, by now, been practically perfectly healed from that awful fire over a year ago. She could not speak like the pups, and Ryder and Katie were still trying to figure that whole thing out, but to no avail. It seemed only Ryder's pups could talk. He had not seen any other canines of any sort ever speak even a single intelligible word. But, again, though they didn't know how or why yet, the pups could speak and think with intelligence, and that was cool.

"Hey, Callie." Katie greeted the young feline. "Hey Ryder, why don't we head inside? It's getting hot out here." Katie suggested.

"Good idea. The pups can come in any time, but they look content. I'm sure they'll be alright if we go in for a while." Ryder replied. Ryder went in first with Katie following, Callie in her arms. Before the door shut, though, Ryder walked out with a stack of 6 dog bowls and a large gallon jug filled with water. Leaned against the wall of the look out was a bag of dog food. He layed the six bowls out, filling each with either water or dog food, making sure it was all in the shade. He left to go back inside after.

"So, what would you like to do? We could watch some TV, we could… Hmm…" Ryder paused in thought for a moment in thought.

"I think I know what we can do! I haven't explored the entire lookout yet. Let's go upstairs!" Ryder grabbed Katie's arm and pulled her towards the elevator.

They looked at the elevator, so clean and new looking. As it went up, they gazed out the windows of the elevator, which were installed when the place was being restored and gave them a great view of the world outside.

When they reached the top, Ryder walked over to the large control panel located beneath an incredibly large screen.

"Wow, this is incredible! I never really got much of chance to see this part of the lookout yet. My bedroom's up here, but that's the only reason I ever come up." Ryder said, looking around in interest.

"It really is pretty neat. Hey, it that a fully stocked bookshelf?" Katie asked, noticing what looked like a very large bookshelf.

"Yeah, it is. But it's not the only one. Come look!" Ryder said, walking towards the shelf and motioning she come.

"Wow!" Was all Katie could say.

There were 5 bookshelves behind the elevator that extended to the ceiling and were probably 3 or 4 feet wide each. They were all fully stocked with books of every size and color.

"This is so cool!" Katie said.

"I know! I haven't gotten much of a chance to read many, though. They're really cool though, and the ones I have read are really good! I didn't even have to look for a good book, I just picked them at random." Ryder explained.

"Cool. Hey, where's your bedroom? You said it was up here, but I haven't seen any other doors." Katie asked, slightly confused.

"Oh. That's the cool part." Ryder said. "Follow me."

He walked over to the wall next to the large screen. He reached behind the screen and fidled with something back there. After that, a large piece of the wall popped out and slid to the side, revealing a somewhat large room with a bed, a desk, a large closet, and several more pieces of furniture sitting inside.

"Wow, cool! You must like it in here. There's so much to do!" Katie said.

"I thought that at first too, but it's not as much as it looks. I've done most everything in here that was supplied for entertainment, and now it seems kinda boring. I need a good adventure."

"Are you kidding?! This place is so cool! How is it you get bored?" Katie asked in disbelief.

"It is cool, and I don't get that bored, just that I've done everything in here so many times it gets kinda old." Ryder replied.

"Oh. I get it. I know what that's like."

"I really enjoy it here and always have something to do, but I need an adventure. Something out of the ordinary or something that presents more of a challenge. I get kinda bored sometimes because everything is entertaining. I have everything I really want right now, so I don't really know what to do with it all." He said.

Katie opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by the sound of a very loud ringing.

"What's that?" She asked.

Instead of answering, Ryder pulled out a tablet from his pocket and flipped it on. It looked like he was getting a call from someone.

"Ryder here." He said.

"Ryder! Oh thank goodness you answered!" It was Mayor Goodway, and she looked worried.
"What's wrong Mayor Goodway?" Ryder asked, sounding concerned. He had never gotten a call from anyone, and to be suddenly getting one from Mayor Goodway, especially one that sounded so urgent, made it sound like something was wrong. And he was right.

"Ryder, we need help! We were having a special event for the animal shelter to see if we could find homes for more animals, but the gates we were using to keep them in one place outside just broke and all the animals have escaped! We thought we could handle it, but it's getting out of control! Most of them ran towards the beach, and some got stuck in the sand or in the water! They can't all swim! Oh, what will we do? What will we do? What will we do?" Mayor Goodway explained, her "What will we do?"s getting more stressed each time she said it.

"It's okay, Mayor Goodway! We'll be there soon!" Ryder exclaimed before hanging up the call and switching to what looked like a dog collar on another screen on his tablet. Tapping on it, he said, "Pups, to the Lookout!"

From where they were running, Chase and Marshall stopped and stood tall.

"Oh no! What's happening?" Skye said as she passed them and landed on the grass, still wearing her jetpack.

"Ryder called us! He's never called us before!" Chase said.

"What if h-he needs us?" Marshall exclaimed, worry overcoming the pup.

All three pups stood and realized that Ryder may need help or be in danger. What if they were going to get their first mission? Ryder would need their help.

"Ryder needs us!" They all exclaimed at the same time as the realization hit.

The three all ran towards the elevator, Marshall falling behind because of his bandaged paw. Trying to catch up, Marshall started to expand the length of his strides as he ran, slightly unraveling the very end of the bandage. One of his back paws stepped on the bandage and he flew forward in the air, landing on his back and tumbling quickly towards the entrance of the elevator.

"Look out! Ahh-ahh-ahh!" Marshall yelped as he tumbled forward.

Chase and Skye had been able to get out of the way, causing Marshall to crash into the back of the elevator.

"Woah, are you okay?" Skye asked, concerned for her friend.

"I'm good!" He said cheerfully, standing back up and fixing his bandage. "What a way to unravel for the afternoon!" He said, earning a giggle or two from his friends before the elevator doors shut and took the three up.

When they got to the top, the leapt out and sat in a small semi-circle in front of Ryder. Just them, their collars, and Skye's jetpack. (They hadn't vehicles or outfits ready for them yet.)

"We're ready, Ryder." Chase said authoritively.

"Mayor Goodway called. We have a bit of an emergency we need to take care of. They were getting all the animals from the shelter out to see if they could find homes for some of them. But the gates broke and they got free! Most of them ran towards the beach and got stuck in the sand or the water. I'm sure the cats don't like that at all." Ryder said. It was known to them that cats did not like water. Callie was proof.

"That's a cat-tastrophe!" Marshall said in faux horror, once again earning a few chuckles from his friends.

"Ha ha! No kidding. Let's go!" Ryder said.

Ryder slid down a long firefighters' pole that had been installed in the lookout and landed at the bottom. Katie followed. The pups themselves slid down a large slide that wound around the lookout. When they got to the bottom, they ran to the driveway which led to the garrage. Ryder and Katie came out, riding on a large 4-wheeler, which the pups themselves hopped up on. Skye sat in Ryder's lap, being the smallest of the three, Marshall and Chase sitting behind Katie. Katie held Callie in her lap. Everyone got strapped in and Ryder's vehicle took off for Adventure Bay.

When they arrived at the beach, after hopping off, Mayor Goodway was waiting by the water, reaching for a kitten which had been stranded on a piece of cardboard out in the water for a while. Almost immediately, Chase was there, swimming out to grab the kitten. Marshall had started digging in the sand around another cat which had gotten stuck.

"Oh, thank goodness you're here, Ryder! I don't know how much longer the rest of us can keep this up!" Mayor Goodway exclaimed.

"Well, don't worry, we'll do our best!" Ryder said reassuringly.
Mayor Goodway smiled and continued attempting to rescue animals.

Skye was flying overhead in the jetpack, swooping down occasionally to snatch a cat or a ferrit or something of the sort out of the water. Chase and Marshall switched every now and then, taking turns either digging for animals in the sand or swimming around in the water.

After about 20 minutes of this, most of the animals were rescued.

"Mayor Goodway, I think we're almost done!" Ryder said happily. Katie smiled at Ryder and looked around the beach.

"It looks like we got most of the animals from everywhere else as well!" Mayor Goodway replied.

"That's great. But even as close as we are now, we still have a lot of work to do here." Katie said.

"Uh oh." Marshall said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him for a second. He was looking up at the sky, beyond the bridge, looking at something. Everyone followed his gaze and saw what he was looking at. A group of large, black, heavy storm clouds headed their way. A large lightning bolt flashed and loud thunder was heard, followed by the yelps of children around the beach and the three pups.

"We better hurry!" Skye said urgently.

"No kidding!" Katie added.

Everyone stood totally still for a brief moment, watching the clouds approach at an incredible speed. They all looked at the threatening clouds and stood dumbfounded.

The sudden sound of rapid digging was heard and everyone turned to Chase and Marshall to see that the two were working faster and harder to rescue the other animals.

With a flash of lightning, crash of thunder, and a bunch of yelps, everyone was back to work, faster than before.

Skye was swimming rapidly now, knowing that, with such a storm on the way, it was not safe nor smart to be wearing a jetpack. She was rescuing as many as she could in the little time she had.

"We have to hurry guys, hurry!" She said once again. "The clouds are right above us! We have to do this!"

"Before it starts to-...too late."Ryder said, the rain coming down just before he could say the word "rain."

It rained harder and harder with each passing minute. After about 5 minutes, there was no blue left in the sky and the wind was blowing so hard that the pups were struggling to keep footing. This only made them try harder. If the storm was that bad, the animals in it would not enjoy the storm, nor would it be very likely they'd come out perfectly unharmed.

15 minutes had passed now and it seemed they were done.

"We did it! Now let's go home!" Katie said, worriedly.

"Aahhh!" Someone cried out in fear.

"Who was that?" Skye asked, curious.

"Someone help!" Came the cry again.

Everyone turned toward the origin of the voice, a wet pup in the water struggling to hold onto a broken surf board.

"Oh no! Hold on, we're coming!" Chase shouted to the poor pup.

All three pups hopped into the water and swam as hard as their little paws would let them.

Skye, being the smallest was blown back to the shore.

"Ow!" Marshall suddenly yelped, also being blown back to the shore. He was almost as small as Skye, and, especially since his paw was still injured, couldn't swim anymore.

"I can't swim anymore! The waves are too big!" Chase said, also coming back to the shore, but by his own choice, and not the strength of the wind. He was bigger than the other two and couldn't be blown back as easily.

Skye stared at Chase with worry. When she realized that Marshall had noticed, she blushed a deep red.

Marshall pretended not to notice, then focused on the mission again. "That pup needs help! But we can't swim to him! What do we do?!" He said.

"I know this is a really risky idea, but…" Ryder paused. "The jetpack would be a lot stronger, even in this wind. Skye, do you think you could get the jetpack on and fly Marshall out to where the pup is?" He finished.

"I don't know, Ryder. Is Marshall strong enough?" Skye said, unsure.

"We don't really have many other options right now. And Chase would be too heavy. He's still bigger than both of you." Ryder said, sounding as sure as his fear would let him.

'Good point.' She thought. Without answering him, Skye ran to the jetpack and slipped it on. She took off to the air and swooped back down to pick up Marshall, who held on for dear life.

She flew the two of them out to about where the pup is. The jet pack was holding up okay, but it still wobbled. As she was getting ready to lower them down and drop Marshall into the water, an eagle who had gotten lost in the storm crashed into them and caused Skye to drop Marshall.

"Ahh! I don't wanna die!" Marshall said to himself, a little louder than intended.

Skye was going to dive down and catch him, but apparently the jetpack wasn't completely waterproof and it malfunctioned. She didn't have time to get Marshall or they'd both land in the water, and that could be a disaster. So she did her best to steer back to shore before she crash landed right into Chase. The two looked at each other and blushed wildly.

"Sorry." They said at the same time.

"No, it was my fault. I should have steered better." Skye said.

"I could've moved. And besides, you hadn't much control. It was malfunctioning!" Chase replied.

"Yeah, but I-" Skye started.

"Guys, we need to focus! Skye, check around the beach one more time for animals, Chase go get the 4-wheeler and see if you can get it here!" Ryder gave out orders and turned to look at Marshall and see how well he was doing.

Marshall, being so high up when he fell, hit the water hard, with a loud *Slap!* and resurfaced quickly. 'Oh… That was awful! I hope I never have to fly again!' He thought to himself.

Acting quickly, he swam towards the other pup, who had started to sink in the water, splashing about and struggling to get to the surface. He must have been pretty tired. Marshall dove down to grab the pup and brought him back to the surface, doing his best to support the pup with his front paws while trying to swim with his back paws. He thought, for a second, that he wouldn't make it. His head kept sinking below the water and he struggled to get air and hold onto the other pup at the same time. By now, his paw was really hurting under the weight of the pup, but he had to save the pup! 'I have to, I have to, I have to, I have to, I have to…" He repeated to himself in his mind. About 15 feet from the shore, he lost all his energy and stopped. Luckily, the wind was blowing harder than before and blew the two to shore.

On shore, Skye and Chase were just finishing their jobs, now running back to Ryder. Ryder saw Marshall blown back to shore with the other pup and picked the two up. Hopping onto his 4-wheeler, Katie, Mayor Goodway, Skye, and Chase behind, he started up the engine and got going as fast as the piece of machinery would take that many.

After riding for 10 minutes through the rain, everyone was safe and sound, back at the lookout, and wrapped in towels and blankets.

Marshall sat in front of Katie, who was examining his paw.

"Yup, you broke it today. You're going to have to wear a cast now instead of a bandage. I would probably scold you for not being more careful, but this was an emergency. How did you manage to break it?" She asked.

"Digging, swimming, carrying pups through the water while swimming at the same time…. Fun. And in such a big storm too! Dang it." Marshall said glumly.

"Hey, it could be worse! At least it wasn't another one of your paws or more than one paw, right?"

Marshall sighed. "Yeah, I guess there's that." He said.

Skye and Chase sat next to each other, sharing a blanket, and watching everyone else in the room.

"So, that was some pretty incredible rescuing you did today, Chase." Skye complimented.

"You too. You were great with that jetpack of yours." He replied.

The two pups spoke monitonously, exchanging comments and such on the rescue, both blushing and feeling awkward.

As they continued their conversation, the pup they rescued from the water was waking up, sitting in front of Ryder, who was playing a game on his tablet.

"Huh?" He said.

"Hey, you're awake!" Ryder said is excitement.

"Uh, yeah. Where am I?" The pup asked.

"You're in the lookout. This is my home, and we saved you from the water." Ryder explained.

"WATER?!" The pup leapt up like he'd seen a ghost, and catching everyone's attention.

"Woah, are you alright?" Ryder asked.

"I'm fine, thank you. I've had enough water for a while…" He said, gulping.

"Um, alright. So, what's your name? I'm Ryder." Ryder said to him politely.

"I'm…" He paused, looking at all the faces that gazed upon him. "I'm Rocky."

"Hey, Rocky!" Two of the other pups in the room greeted. One was a dalmatian, the other a german shepherd.

"I'm Marshall, it's nice to meet you!" The dalmatian said.

"Yeah, and I'm Chase. I'm so glad you're here. It would be awful if you stayed out in the storm. I can't believe it's still going!" The german shepherd exclaimed.

"I know! But it's supposed to be over in an hour or so. I'm Katie, by the way. How's that feel, Marshall?" Katie said, returning to her focus on Marshall's paw.

"That feels' better. But the cast's kinda tight." Marshall replied.

"It's supposed to be, Marshall." She replied.

"Oh."

"Anyway, how're you, Rocky?" Ryder asked him.

"I'm *yawn* tired." He said.

"Ha ha! I would be if I were you. You're welcome to go back to sleep." Ryder said.

"Naw, I'm good." He said.

As Rocky said that, Ryder tossed an empty soda can into the garbage.

"Woah, what're you doing that for?" Rocky asked, sounding almost offended.

"Uh, throwing it away." Ryder answered.

"We can't just throw it away! It can be recycled! And if we can squish it flat first, it'll take up less room! Ooh, ooh! I bet I could use it to make a… hmm, I don't know what I would call it… I would have to wait before I could make it though, I would need some other materials. And even if I didn't use it for that, I could probably still find a way to squish it, maybe even flat! Ooh, I wonder if it's possible to make it as thin as paper? How bendable would it be then? Or would it be not very bendable? I'll bet the sides of the can are already about as thin as paper anyway. That could be really strong material! Maybe I could get a steam roller or something. No, that would burn a lot of fossil fuels or something like that. Maybe I can make my own device to crush it myself! Oh, oh! Maybe if I crushed enough of them flat, I could make a….." Rocky continued like this for several more minutes, everyone staring at him like he was some kind of genius. No one else among them could come up with ideas anything like this except Ryder. Except that Ryder usually didn't think of using recyclable material for this type of stuff. But it gave him an idea. Maybe he could finish the vehicles he was working on with the scrap material he hadn't used. And maybe Rocky was on to something. Crushed soda cans can be fairly stron, if there were enough of them, they could be used for something else. Maybe melted down and made into tools. Wow, this pup was loaded with ideas!

"So, what do you think? Can I have it?" Rocky suddenly asked, snapping Ryder out of his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, the soda can? Sure. You know, Rocky, you're pretty smart. We could use someone like you on our team. What do you say?" Ryder asked.

"For real? A home?" Rocky asked in a smooth tone, sounding surprised.

"Absolutely. Recycling is important, and you've got so many ideas. The way you talk about inventing things says that you're handy with tools. We could absolutely use someone like you on our team. Give you a new home!" Ryder said, excitedly.

"Wow, that would be so cool!" Rocky said.

"Welcome aboard!" Ryder welcomed.

"Woo hoo! A new friend, a new friend, a n-new friend!" Marshall shouted, suddenly jumping up and running in a circle.

Everyone looked at him funny for a second and Marshall sat down.

"I mean… It will be an honor to have you as a teammate and work by your side." He said, trying to sound professional."

Everyone laughed.

"Oh, Marshall." Skye giggled.


Wow, that chapter came out a lot longer than I had meant it to. Oh well. I don't really plan what I put in these chapters. I just write. Anyway, I need more reviews. Not just 'cause I want them, but I don't know if I should include the stories of Rubble and Everest or not! You have to tell me or I won't include their stories! Please tell me what you think of my story! I feel particularly accomplished on this chapter, but I really don't know if it's as good as I want it to be. Please tell me! I'm sorry I got the chapter in so late, by the way. I'll try to be better about that. I am such a terrible person. Also, I take requests for writing stories and for editing fanfictions. I can be really good at it if you give me the chance! R&R PLEASEEEE! I DON'T OWN PAW PATROL.

-LizzyLucky