Reunions
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In Desert Ville, there was a family Chihuahuas going to the cemetery. They looked for a grave that had a picture of their first born. "Tracker," the mother said. "Will you forgive us?" she said. "Lo siento, que lo olvidamos. Quién sabe qué pasó con usted, Tracker?" the father said. "We're sorry," the brother said. The other stayed silent and just cried. She never spoke a word after Tracker's disappearance. "Rodrigo, we should go back and check again. What if he's there? What if he returned?" Amor asked. "I don't know Amor. We've been going back for almost a year. There's no way he's there," Rodrigo said. He gave a sigh. A sandstorm started to appear. "I hate these storms. We should go the beach and have some fun for a while," Amor said. "We should. This is just to keep ourselves from over thinking about him," Rodrigo said. "Compass, Esperanza, let's go," he said.
When they got home, they packed up all their things. "Where are we going, papa?" Compass asked. "We're going to Adventure Bay. I heard they have a festivity going on for Thursday," he said. "It'll be a one day drive, adding the traffic, that's one and a half. It's Monday today so we have to get started and have a one day rest," he said. "Can we invite Arabian?" Compass asked. "Of course, you can! He's alone here right? Go and invite him so he won't be alone. Maybe he's on a heavier scale of depression than us. He and Tracker were great friends," Amor said. Compass went and invited Arabian. "You're going to Adventure Bay? Sure I'll come," Arabian said. "Get the stuff you'll need," Compass said. The family hurried on. By eleven o' clock, they went and picked up Arabian and were on the road in their RV.
In Adventure Bay, about 5:45 in the afternoon, Tracker was helping with decorating the town. "I can't wait for the festival!" he said. "Okay, Marshall," he said. "You can get me down now," he said. Marshall nodded and pressed the ladder button on his fire truck. The ladder went down slowly and in a minute was already done. Tracker got off and told Marshall to go with him to the Lookout. "We should get some meatballs, first," Marshall said. "I've never tasted any of those before," he said. "They're delish! One taste is like a walk to heaven," Marshall said. "Okay. Where can I try one?" Tracker asked. "Mr. Porter's," Marshall said. They walked up to Mr. Porter's shop and asked for some meatballs. "Here are some meatballs. That's sixteen in total. Two for each pup," he said. "Thanks," the two said.
When they got back the Lookout, they all ate the meatballs. "You're right, Amigo! These are delicious. Mucho delicioso," he said. "Well, it's time for us to get to bed. It's already six in the evening. We have to continue decorating tomorrow," Ryder said. "Goodnight, pups," Ryder said. "Goodnight," the pups said. They went into their pup houses and slept.
On the road, the whole family and Arabian, except Rodrigo, were asleep. Rodrigo kept driving. He saw a sign that said the town of Adventure Bay is just eighteen hours away. "Just a few more miles," he said.
The next morning, the awoken pups went and had breakfast. Then, they hurried off and helped the whole town of Adventure Bay get ready. Tracker was helping in patrolling the perimeter for people in trouble along with Chase. Marshall and Skye were tour guides. Everest and Zuma were at tour stands, giving maps to tourists. Rocky and Rubble were finishing the decors and were helping people who need help in fixing their things.
Meanwhile, the family arrived to Adventure Bay. "This is Adventure Bay? It's so beautiful!" Compass said looking at his sister. Esperanza just nodded. They drove through the tour stands. "Hello there and welcome to Adventure Bay," Zuma said. Rodrigo noticed Zuma's way of talking. "Speech impairment?" he asked. "Yes sir," he said. "Here's a map of Adventure Bay. In it also are some tourist spots. If you want to live here, just tell us. We have homes ready for you," he said. Rodrigo grabbed the map. "Gracias," he said. "De nada," Zuma chuckled. With that, they drove on. "Here, Amor," Rodrigo said giving the map to Amor. "Do you see any place we can park in?" he asked. "There's a parking space over there," she said, pointing to the Lookout. "Okay. Let's go," he said.
When they got to the Lookout, they saw a boy there. "Hey there, I'm Ryder. Do you need a parking space?" he asked. "Si," Rodrigo said. "Over there, please," Ryder said, pointing to the back of the Lookout. "Gracias," Rodrigo said. He started to drive to the back of the Lookout. He saw the parking space. It was huge! Luckily, he saw a spot that was reserved for RVs and it was near the town. "At least we won't have to go far when we go to town," he said. "Do you want to take a nap, Rodrigo?" Amor asked. "I'm fine, Amor," he said. "Let's have a tour!" he said. Everyone cheered. "Thanks for inviting me to this trip," Arabian said. "Everything's on us," Rodrigo said.
They got off the RV and went to the tour guide. "Hey there, I'm Marshall! Nice to meet you! I'll be your tour guide. This tour is totally free, so no paying," he said. "Come with me," he said. His fire truck had some carts behind it. "You look like as if you're my friends' family. Well, except for the fox," Marshall said. "We'll take that as a compliment," Amor said. "His name is Tracker. He's a Chihuahua like you," Marshall said. Their ears perked up. "Tracker's his name?" Rodrigo asked. "Can you bring us to him?" Amor said. "Uh, sure I will. But what for?" he asked. "Please. We need to see him," Compass said. "Okay. Let me call him," Marshall said. Tracker was at Mr. Porter's helping with heavy loads (his cables came in handy). His pup tag beeped. "Where are you?" Marshall asked. "I'm at Mr. Porter's helping with loads. Why, Amigo?" he asked. "There are some pups who want to see you. I'll bring them to you," he said. "Hold on," he said to the family. He drove gently and went to Mr. Porter's. He arrived just in time. They were finished with the loads. "Tracker," he said. "Oh, hey, Amigo Marshall, where are they?" he asked. He drove a few meters. Tracker saw the pups that were there. "Papa, Mama? Compass, Esperanza, and Arabian?" he asked. "Oh, Tracker we missed you!" the family said in unison, except Arabian and Esperanza. "We were so worried that we would never see you again! How did you get here?" Rodrigo asked. "Well, after you accidentally left me in the jungle, I was all alone. Then, I found them," he said pointing to the Lookout. "Who are they?" Amor asked. "The PAW Patrol," he said. "You don't know how worried we were. For a year you were gone!" Compass said. "Esperanza never uttered another word ever since you were gone," he said. "Arabian fell into deep depression!" he said again. "Did you really?" Tracker asked. "Yeah, but I'm fine now, Amigo," he said. Marshall honked the horn. "I'm very sorry to interrupt but you still have a tour. There are other people who want this tour," he said. "Okay. Go on the tour. I'll continue talking to you later," he said. The Chihuahuas and his fox friend went into the carts again. "Bye!" Tracker said.
After the tour, they all went to Tracker. "Mama, Papa!" Tracker said. "How was your tour?" he asked. "Very great, actually," Rodrigo said. "More importantly, Esperanza began talking again!" Amor said. "You don't know how I've missed you," Esperanza said. "It's good to hear your voice again," he said. "The best part of our tour was the guide's jokes. I couldn't stop laughing," Arabian said. "The guide rants on life's petty problems. You want to hear some?" he asked. "Sure," they all said. "Wait. You didn't pay any attention to the jokes?" he asked. "We heard lots of noise more than words," they said. "Okay, here goes. This one was when we were going through the Mr. Porter diner. He said there were times when he hated some hosts or hostesses and salesladies or salesman. For example you found a good suit. You'll be like, 'Wow it looks good.' Then you go to the saleslady and you're going to ask, 'Are there anymore sizes of these?' you'll ask. 'Is it for you sir?' the saleslady will ask. 'No for you, I'll buy you one,' he said," Arabian said. The family started laughing. "Or those in the gas station that will ask, 'Are you here for gas?'. 'No, just going to smoke for all of us to die here!'" he said. The family couldn't stop laughing. "There's another one. This is when he saw the ice cream. He said that in the Philippines there are people who recycle used ice cream containers. They clean it and they use it for storage. It can be meat, fish, poultry, or food. So when a visitor arrives he'll want ice cream or dessert. The owner will be like, 'Sure get some in the fridge.' So the visitor will go to the fridge and they'll see the container. They'll be like, 'Ooh! There's ice cream.' So they grabbed the spoon and when they open the container and they'll be like 'Oh, raw fish,'" he continued. The family was dying from laughter. "Enough! Enough, Arabian," Tracker said. "You should hang out with that guide more. He was very hilarious," Arabian said. Then, all their stomachs rumbled. "I guess we're all hungry," Esperanza said. "We should eat meatballs!" Tracker suggested. "Huh?" everyone said. "You have to try some!" he said.
After their meatball dinner, they were all satisfied. "That was delicious," Compass said. "We better go to sleep. Tomorrow is the festival," Tracker said. "Tracker is right. We don't want to miss tomorrow," they said. They all went to bed.
Meanwhile, Rodrigo and Amor thought to themselves. "We were so lost when we lost you. You're here and you're safe. That's all that matters," they thought about Tracker. Tracker was thinking as well. "I may have been alone and fine, but I'm much more okay with you all. I will never get left behind again," he said.
