Patrick and Emily looked over in shock and surprise.

"Are you all right, Monique?" Forte asked.

"That depends, am I bleeding?" Mo muttered.

"No, but you are on top of us." Drell grunted for show as he lifted the two off them.

"Whoa!" Forte and Mo yelped as they were in the air now.

Drell then dropped them and patted his hands together as he stood up and then folded his arms to the court composer and former street urchin.

"I swear, we did not mean to do this, my medallion just glowed all of a sudden and teleported us here." Mo told him.

"Is that right?" Drell asked.

"Yeah," Mo showed her medallion as it glowed. "I was just looking for Colette and the next thing I know, I'm right here!"

"And it brought you right to me." Colette smiled.

"Collie, there you are!" Mo hugged the female cocker spaniel, then glared down to her. "Where have you been? Your mother is worried sick about you!"

"I'm sorry, Mo," Colette replied. "But I just missed Patch so much, I was just going for a walk and I ended up going all sorts of different places..."

"And then she ended up in Pound Puppies Headquarters." Lucky told her.

"On purpose though?" Cookie asked.

"I wasn't paying attention," Colette shrugged. "It must've been fate."

"Yeah, that must be it." Patch said.

"I just don't understand why I'm here..." Forte said. "I was working on my newest sonata..."

Mo and Forte were both surprised to that Patch was alive, especially after being told what happened. Patch and Colette smiled to each other as they stood side-by-side as Mo and Forte were being told about what happened. There was then a knock at the door.

Drell opened the door. "And just where have you been?"

"Erm... Heh... You know... Out..." Cherry walked in, anxiously.

"Well, then, come on, let's go and see Sasha." Charlie said.

"Aw, jeez..." Itchy rolled his eyes.

"Sasha?" Mo and Forte asked.

"A new female dog that he saw on stage." Patch told them.

"Better hurry before she heads home." Charlie eagerly went out the door.

"We better follow him." Patch said.

"I'll go with you." Colette smiled.

"Okay." Patch smiled.

Colette smiled back. Mo was of course going to go with Atticus.

"I guess I might as well go too..." Cherry shrugged.

"I'm going as well." Forte said.

"Of course you are..." Cherry whispered, she thought since she was going he would invite himself to go too just to keep an eye on her.

"Coming, Lucky?" Charlie asked, then turned his head. "Lucky?"

Lucky and Cookie smiled to each other.

"Hey, Lucky, you wanna come along with your girlfriend?" Charlie teased.

Lucky and Cookie blushed slightly once they realized what was going on.

"Uh, yeah, sure..." Lucky chuckled sheepishly. "Let's go, Cookie."

"Mm-hmm." Cookie nodded in agreement and walked by his side.

Patrick and Emily decided to stay in the room with Drell as the others went off to find this Sasha for Charlie.

"You coming?" Atticus asked Drell.

"I'll wait here," Drell said. "I'm starved."

"Okay, we'll be back soon." Atticus said.

"Be careful." Emily warned, being his mother and all.

"Don't worry, Mom, we'll be fine." Atticus promised as he left with them.

Emily sighed as Patrick held her to comfort and support her. "He's grown up so fast."

"He sure has." Patrick said.

Emily hugged Patrick as she had tears in her eyes and he hugged her right back.

"He's a good boy..." Drell told them. "You guys should be proud."

"We sure are." Patrick told him.

"Truly..." Emily added.

"Aw, jeez, Emily, don't cry." Drell groaned.

"I'll cry if I want to!" Emily glared.

"Yes, ma'am..." Drell said with slightly wide eyes.

"Yeah, you never ever want to make a woman angry." Patrick said.

"My bad..." Drell nearly scoffed.

Emily got in his face, glaring into his eyes.

"Eek!" Drell actually sounded frightened. "Sorry, I'm sorry, I won't do it again!"

"Good." Emily nodded.

"Heh..." Drell grinned nervously. "Ya know, with you being a mermaid, you almost looked like the Kelpie for a second..."

"You're comparing me to that beast?!" Emily snarled.

"Aw, shoot!" Drell trembled.

"How's about we just stay calm and relax?" Patrick said.

Emily sighed. "I think I need a shower..." she then walked off into the bathroom and started the water before screaming. "THIS WATER IS BROWN!"

"I'll fix that." Patrick said before using his magic to change the brown water into normal water.

"Thanks!" Emily replied gratefully.

Patrick smiled to her, then glared to Drell. "Why are we in this crappy motel room again?"

"I thought motels and hotels were the same thing..." Drell shrugged innocently.

"No, they aren't, hotels are much better the motels because of so many differences." Patrick told him.

"Oh... Okay..." Drell said. "Someone should've said something..."


*A while back...*

"I think I'll make a reservation for them in San Francisco," Drell said to Skippy. "At a motel, mortals love motels, right? Room service, rooms with a view, free cable..."

Skippy shook his head, trying to tell him that motels were different from hotels.

"Glad to see ya agree, Skippy!" Drell put his arm around his friend. "They're gonna love me for this!"

Skippy kept on shaking his head until he sighed out of defeat.


*Back in the present.*

"So you thought Skippy was agreeing with you when he was shook his head no?" Patrick asked.

"I guess I should pay more attention to Skippy nowadays." Drell shrugged.

"Yes, yes, you should." Patrick nodded.

Drell smiled sheepishly with a shrug.


Meanwhile, Sasha was coming up to the host of the club she had sang at.

"You sing pretty good for a stray." the host smiled to her.

"Can I have my prize now?" Sasha sounded rushed.

The dog host grinned to the female Irish Setter and took out a medium sized bone with a first place ribbon tied around it.

"Hey!" Sasha glared. "What is this?!"

The dog host shrugged.

"You advertised a meal for the winner!" Sasha growled in sheer disappointment.

"Maybe I could get ya one for two?" the host offered.

"Honey, I'd rather eat out of the garbage." Sasha huffed, collecting the bone and stormed off.

"Hey, uh, that's what I had in mind..." the dog host shrugged, then began to flirt with another female dog who appeared. "Bonswa, Frenchy, it's your lucky night..."

Sasha began to walk out of the saloon only to stop to see a starving little dog. It was the dog that no one enjoyed the act of, he looked like he was on the brink of death of hunger. Sasha decided to let him have her bone even if she rightfully earned it and was about to walk off until she spotted the buffet table. She brought out a napkin and started to collect food into it, though did her best to be quiet and secretive about it. Charlie and the others came back into the Saloon to see if they could find Sasha.

"Ah..." Charlie smiled once he found who he was looking for, licking his lips.

Itchy grabbed onto his collar before he let the German Shepherd go. "This is gonna be fast, right? We got a horn to find!"

"Take a lesson, Itch," Charlie grabbed a frothy mug of the root beer from a waitress's platter, drinking it and gargling it before putting it in his paw and slicking the top of his fur back. "You're about to see a master at work." he then shoved the glass in Itchy's paws and pursued after Sasha.

"This is not going to end well." Lucky groaned.

"You've probably heard this all the time," Charlie came up to Sasha, surprising her. "But you sing like an angel."

"Excuse me." Sasha glanced at him, putting the bag in her mouth to carry it.

"The name's Barkin," the German Shepherd tried to flirt with her. "Charlie Barkin, and you are?"

"Not even remotely interested." Sasha walked off, accidentally, opening up the bag, exposing the food.

Charlie helped the bag up with her. "Oh, that's a mouthful."

"Down, boy." Sasha quietly growled.

"Here, let me help you with that." Charlie attempted to help, but Sasha tried to make him leave, neither worked.

"And this not working at all like he planned." Patch said.

Finally, the bag split open and made the food fall instantly to the floor.

"Whoops." Charlie said.

Sasha was very frustrated with him now.

"Hey, sister!" a waitress scolded the Irish Setter. "No free eats!"

"Let me handle this." Charlie said to the Irish Setter.

Sasha glanced at him, looking to the exit.

"Put it on Carface's tab." Charlie told the waitress.

The waitress then shrugged and walked off. "Okay."

"Now, where were-" Charlie smiled, going to look back to Sasha, but saw that she was getting away.

"You always had a way with the ladies..." Lucky teased Charlie.

"Yeah, and we learned plenty from that." Patch added in.

Itchy chuckled to Charlie's little failure.

"So I'm rusty, I gotta make a home delivery." Charlie said as he collected food for Sasha and carried it in his mouth, running for the Irish Setter.

"Come on, we better follow him." Atticus said.

Itchy face-pawed as Charlie strode off. "I'll never get back to Heaven."

"Just calm down, it's not going anywhere." Colette said.

"You don't know that..." Itchy said.

"Come on, let's get Charlie." Lucky suggested.

"Right, Lucky." Colette and Patch agreed, then glanced to each other sheepishly as they said that unintentionally in unison.

Cherry held her locket close as they went to track down Charlie and Sasha. And where anything that bad would happen to her would happen to Drell instead.


Charlie spotted Sasha and started to follow her again.

"Somethin' tells me you're forgettin' about the horn." Itchy said to his friend.

"Would you take it easy?" Charlie replied. "We got plenty of time for that!"

"Annabelle is not gonna like this, Charlie!" Itchy scolded.

"Would you just relax, Mr. Itchy?" Patch asked.

They kept running after the female Irish Setter. Atticus saw Cherry was slowing down due to being kind of slow, so he bent down for her and allowed her to ride on his back. Cherry climbed onto Atticus's back and once they were set, they were off together to catch up. And where they continued to follow the Irish setter to see where she was going.


The running seemed to last forever until Patch poked his head out of a wooden fence piece and found a very peaceful looking backyard with a tool shed. "Hey, nice digs."

"You said it, kid." Charlie agreed, coming to his side with Itchy.

However, Sasha jumped out and snarled viciously at the intruders. She recognized Charlie. "You again, what do you want?!"

"Uh, you left your doggy bag." Charlie brought the bag over for her.

"Oh, yeah..." Sasha grew soft now. "Uh, thanks... Thanks a lot..."

"That food looks big enough for just one, if you want, we could stick around." Charlie said.

Itchy glared up at Charlie for that assumption/idea.

"Sorry, I got a kid." Sasha walked off with the bag over to the tool shed.

"Uh, yeah, I'm good with kids..." Charlie said, that wasn't really a lie though, he was close with Flo's orphaned puppies before Patch moved them to Shelter 17 after all.

Sasha pushed the tool shed door open with her frontal paw just as a human boy with blonde hair in a red jacket, blue jeans, and sneakers emerged from a bed and blanket and yawned, revealing himself.

"Whoa!" Charlie's eyes widened. 'She's got a kid kid!"

"Thanks, girl." the boy smiled as he started to eat the food that Sasha brought.

"Is the food delicious?" Patch asked.

The boy screamed and jumped back in surprise. "You can talk?"

"Sure, he can," Cookie said. "Haven't you heard of Puppy Power?"

The boy screamed again, freaked out that these dogs were talking like him.

"He can understand you?" Sasha asked the other dogs.

"Yeah, but we only talk when we really need to, most dogs have Puppy Power," Patch said. "Charlie and Mr. Itchy and my girlfriend also have Puppy Power."

"Holy cow!" the boy yelped.

"Holy dogs actually," Charlie replied. "I'm Charlie, he's Itchy, that's Patch, Lucky, Cookie, and Colette, we have our own humans back there."

"What's going on here?" Sasha demanded to know. "And I want the truth!"

"The truth?" Charlie asked. "I'm... Well..."

Itchy got nervous and shook his head quickly, silently begging for Charlie not to blow it.

"I'm an angel." Charlie admitted.

"Same with me and Mr. Itchy." Patch said.

"Hold on..." the boy walked over to a trashcan and lifted the lid, looking for someone. "Somebody's playing a trick."

"Okay, okay, if I'm not an angel, then how can I do this?" Charlie rhetorically asked before jumping in the air, trying to fly, but he landed flat on his face in the middle of the ground.

The boy laughed at him for that.

"Charlie, did you forget?" Patch asked.

"What did I forget?" Charlie asked as he looked around.

Itchy suddenly started to scratch against his collar, aggravated of the fleas who had been brought back from the dead.

"Of course... Watch this." Charlie realized, he then took off his collar which made him disappear to those who didn't believe in angels and it made the boy scream again as the German Shepherd moved up to the tool shed roof.

"So, you don't believe in angels?" Patch asked.

"Angels..." Sasha muttered.

"Please," Charlie reappeared as he put the collar back on. "Hold your applause," he then jumped down from the roof and glided slightly in the air and landed peacefully this time. "Ta-Da!"

"Wow, that was the best trick I've ever seen!" the boy smiled.

"Trick?" Charlie repeated, slightly insulted.

"That wasn't a trick." Patch said.

"I do magic too!" the boy said, he took out a black ball and made it disappear from his hands, then bent down next to Itchy. "Gimme the ball, boy." he then lifted Itchy's ear and blew into it to make the black ball pop out of Itchy's other ear.

"Wow!" Itchy praised. "That was... I can't-More! More..."

"He calls those magic tricks?" Cherry smirked as she shuffled a deck of playing cards.

"He must be a beginner." Atticus said.

"Meh." Cherry shrugged.

"Cerise, I didn't know you did magic tricks." Forte said.

"I'm kinda working on it..." Cherry said innocently.

"It's true." Atticus said.

"But still, as a beginner, he sure is good." Patch smiled.

"Charlie!" Itchy laughed as the boy started to make colored scarves come out of his ear. "Look, it's a miracle!"

"Wow, with more practice, he could be a famous magician." Lucky smiled.

The others smiled at their new friend's feats as Charlie made himself disappear and come right in front of Sasha and kissed her right on the muzzle.

"Of all the arrogant, presumptuous, egotistical-" Sasha started to growl at Charlie once her mouth was free.

The boy yelped at the Irish Setter. 'Now you talk!"

Sasha then cupped her mouth.

"You must be an angel..." the boy said to Charlie.

"See, I told you," Patch said. "Me, Charlie, and Mr. Itchy are all angels."

"Way to go, Charlie," Itchy whispered sharply to the German Shepherd. "You used up your miracle and that was supposed to be for emergencies!"

"Looked like an emergency to me." Charlie whispered.

"You must be my guardian angel." the boy said to him.

"Your what!?" Sasha gaped.

"My mom told me everybody has a guardian angel," the boy explained. "You're here because I ran away from home, right?"

"Uh, sure, right..." Charlie played along. "We're gonna make some team, huh?"

"Are you kidding me?!" Patch whispered to Charlie.

"You mean, you're not lost?" Lucky asked the boy.

"Not anymore," the boy smiled as he hugged Charlie. "I got my guardian angel."

"Now, hold it," Sasha said. "I wanna know why you ran away."

"You tell her." the boy told Charlie.

Patch was about to tell her why, but he decided to let Charlie tell her if he could.

"This oughta be good." Itchy said to the others who were behind the fence.

"It's... Uhh... Umm..." Charlie tried to guess. "You're having... Uhh... Kid problems?"

"Yeah, it's my step-mom." the boy said as he lay in the yard, putting his legs up.

"Knew it." Charlie smirked.

"She wants me to call her 'Mom', but she's not," the boy turned over, looking angry. "I'm never going home again."

"Is this also because she's going to have a baby?" Patch asked.

"It's obvious she doesn't like me if she's gonna have her own kid..." the boy said.

"So, what're you going to do?" Sasha asked. "Live on the street?"

"Yep!" the boy smiled, going back on his knees. "I'm gonna live on Canary Square! Tourists give you money!"

"What?!" Patch shook his head. "No way!"

"I agree, let's get you home," Sasha suggested. "Come on, tell me where you live."

"No!" the boy refused.

"Okay, don't listen to me," Sasha started to walk away. "Listen to your Guardian Angel."

Charlie walked over to the boy. "Hey, Canary Square sounds like a good plan to me."

"WHAT?!" Sasha gaped and ran back over. "Don't listen to him!"

"She's right, you can't live on the streets." Patch added.

"He's not ready to go home." Charlie said.

"Oh, come on, he's only eight-year-old..." Sasha frowned.

"That's 56 in dog years," Charlie replied. "David, with your talent, there's no telling where you'll end up!"

"Oh, please!" Sasha shook her head.

"Charlie, this is crazy, he's just a kid," Patch said. "A talented kid, but still, just a kid."

"No, no, trust me," Charlie replied. "Guardian Angels move in mysterious ways."

"So we're off to Canary Square?" the boy asked, sounding hopeful.

"Not Canary Square," Charlie led the way out the fence. "Easy Street."

"Yes!" the boy cheered as he went off with them to make his dreams come true.

"He can't be serious." Cookie said.

"You with us, girls?" Charlie asked Sasha and Cookie as they didn't like this idea very much at all.

Sasha glared as they walked off together. "I don't know what your'e up to, but I'm keeping my eye on you."

"I wouldn't want it any other way." Charlie smiled as he went after her and Cookie.

"CHARLES!" a sharp female voice called.

Charlie turned his head and came back in which made Patch do the same and they found the pink whippet's image on the trashcan lid.

"We have a traffic jam up here," Annabelle warned the two. "The new arrivals can't get in! We need that horn!"

"What?! How can so many dogs already be dying?" Patch asked.

"Easy, we're on a homing pattern," Charlie turned around and waved the lid with his tail. "I'm really onto something."

Annabelle yelled out as the lid was spinning and rolling away.

"Charlie, you do realize that she's going to keep calling us until we get the horn, right?" Patch asked.

"Yap, yap, yap, leave this to me, kid, I know what I'm doing." Charlie said as they were now on the way to Canary Square.

Patch sighed. "This better work..."

Colette came to Patch's side and smiled to him as they walked together.

"I sure do hope that Charlie knows what he's doing." Atticus said.

"Same here." Mo nodded in agreement.


"So, who are you guys?" David asked the humans.

"Friends with dogs..." Cherry said.

"My name is Atticus Fudo, this is my girlfriend Mo Brown, and this is my best friend ,as well as sister figure, Cherry Butler, and our adult friend, Forte." Atticus introduced.

"Adult friend is a bit of an understatement..." Cherry said which made Forte grab her shoulder.

"Where'd you guys come from?" David asked.

"We're from out of town, but don't worry, we're gonna help you." Mo said.

"Yep." Atticus smiled.

David looked curious of his new friends, but they kept going over to the place known as Canary Square.