With all of the PAW Patrol pups reaching the rank of Ultimate Patrollers, they are about to face their biggest challenge ever.
Disclaimer: I do not claim rights to PAW Patrol. PAW Patrol is copyrighted to Nickelodeon, Viacom, and Spinmaster.
I hope you enjoy the story!
Chapter One: A Humdinger Of A Plan
"And with the rising levels of moisture in the air in the surrounding areas, Mayor Humdinger, We may end up having to change the town's name to Soggy Bottom Bay; as it will make the very air around us damp enough to dampen clothing." Mayor Howard Humdinger just drummed his fingers against his desk, growing more and more frustrated with each passing moment. It was bad enough that he had to spend an hour listening to the town council drone on about the town's weather predicament, but did it always have to be bad news?
"Thank you for that cheery little update…" Humdinger said, his voice dripping with venom, "But not to worry; I have a plan that will solve our weather problems."
"Really, Sir?" asked the head of the water department, "You've come up with a way to deal with this year-round fog that envelops our town?"
"Not to deal with the fog;" said Humdinger, "That'd be far too difficult; not to mention expensive." He stood up and said, "Members of the council, and representatives of the municipal services of Foggy Bottom Bay; I, Mayor Humdinger, will soon deliver our town from it's far too long standing as a second rate town. Soon, we will be the very best town on the map!"
"Um…" said the city treasurer, "Would you care to tell us how you plan to do that, Mr. Humdinger?"
"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to discuss such matters;" said Humdinger, "But I assure you, this plan of mine is foolproof. There is not the slightest possibility that it can fail."
"That's what he said about the last twenty plans of his…" remarked the head of the power company. Humdinger responded by pressing a button on a remote control; and the head of the power company instantly fell through a hole in the floor.
"I assure you that this plan is nothing like any of my previous plans;" said Humdinger, "I can guarantee that this time, things will be different. Now if you will all excuse me, I need to pick up my nephew from school. I bid you good day, gentlemen." With that, he picked up his top hat, placed it on his head, and strolled out of the board room.
"What do you think he's planning this time?" asked the head of the road department.
"I don't know…" remarked the treasurer, "But given how he's been strangely calm lately, I can only assume it's something terrible."
Humdinger stepped out of city hall and into the damp and foggy air of Foggy Bottom Bay. He took a look around; not that he could see much with how foggy it was.
"It's just not fair!" he ranted to himself, "Elizabeth Goodway gets constant sunny weather in Adventure Bay, and I'm left with this mess! Well… things won't be that way for long." He got into his 1979 AMC Pacer, started the engine, and headed on his way to Foggy Bottom Bay Elementary School. It was only a ten minute drive, so he soon arrived. On the street, he found his nine-year-old nephew, Harold Humdinger, waiting for him. "Hello, Harold;" said Humdinger, "How was school today?"
"Awful, as usual;" said Harold as he got into the car, "Those stupid teachers are still trying to squash my genius. Don't they get that I'm just better than all those other kids?"
"Yes…" said Humdinger, "It's a shame when the brilliant are forced to mingle among and tolerate the stupid. But don't worry, nephew of mine; they'll see it our way soon enough."
"That reminds me;" said Harold, "It's almost ready. There's just the matter of one last thing."
"Not to worry;" said Humdinger, as he pulled away from the curb, "I have a feeling that things are about to get much easier for us."
"I like the sound of that." said Harold, with a devious smile. Mayor Humdinger drove his car towards the coast; going slowly so as not to run into something in the thick layer of fog that always seemed to hang over Foggy Bottom Bay. Soon, he and Harold arrived at a small park overlooking the sea. It was a dismal place with only one park bench and two trees there. However, Humdinger and Harold knew exactly what they were looking for. They slowly made their way down to the beach, and found a small enclosure of boulders around the cliff. Humdinger walked up to the cliff, tapped on it, and a control panel revealed itself. After dialing in the code, the control panel retracted into the wall, and a large door opened.
"You're going to love this, Harold;" said Humdinger, as he led the way inside, "I've come up with a foolproof plan to rid ourselves of those perpetually pesky puppies permanently!"
"Really?" asked Harold, "I can't wait to see this."
"Just one thing…" said Humdinger, "We have guests, so I must ask you to be on your best behavior."
"So… pretend that all these losers are as good as me?" asked Harold, "I guess I'm smart enough to do that."
"That's my boy!" said Humdinger. He led Harold into the control room of his secret lair. In the center of the room was a large table that had several people and animals situated around it. There was a scruffy looking boy in a bicycle helmet, a teenager dressed as a pirate, a small Dachshund wearing a pirate costume, a West Highland Terrier wearing a purple and black jumpsuit, and six kittens wearing brightly colored uniforms. Harold took his seat near the end of the table, and Humdinger took his place at the head of the table. "Greetings, my friends!" he said in a showman-like voice, "Welcome to Foggy Bottom Bay. My name is Mayor Howard Humdinger, and I've called you all here for a matter of great importance. But first, I think we should all get to know each other. So… Who'd like to go first?"
"Ladies always go first." said the West Highland Terrier, "My name is Sweetie; formerly the pet to the princess of Barkingburg; and I had to break out of the royal doghouse for this, so it better be worth my while." She bared her teeth when she had finished.
"I'm Swashbuckling Sid!" proclaimed the teenage pirate, "The most feared pirate in all these waters. I never want for long, because whatever I want… I take!" He looked over at the Dachshund, and said, "Oh, and that's my first mate, Arrby."
"Hi, everyone!" said Arrby, cheerfully, "I'm Arrby, and I'm Sid's first mate."
"How nice…" groaned Harold. He then stood up and said, "I'm Harold Humdinger; techno genius and nephew to Mayor Humdinger. My mechanical masterpieces are the stuff of legend!"
"Yeah…" said the brown kitten, "When they aren't getting broken apart by puppies!" He then addressed the others and said, "We're the Kitten Catastrophe Crew. I'm Spike, and these are Flare, Crusher, Sabo, Riptide, and Jet."
"I'm the pretty one!" Jet proclaimed.
"How nice…" said the boy in the bicycle helmet, "I'm Daring Danny X, and I only came here because I was promised revenge."
"Revenge…?" asked Sid, "Who could a whippersnapper like you possible want revenge on?"
"Does the name 'Ryder' mean anything to you?" asked Danny.
"Wait…" said Sid, "That name does mean something to me…"
"Me too…" said Sweetie.
"Exactly…" said Mayor Humdinger, "I've called all of you here for a mutually beneficial pact." He got up and started walking over to a screen. "My friends…" he said, "We share a common enemy; and I believe the time has come to do something about it."
"About what?" asked Arrby.
"All in good time, Arrby…" said Humdinger, "I have called you all here today for one purpose and one purpose alone; getting rid of… the PAW Patrol!" He pulled down the screen, which showed the image of the hated puppies. Everyone roared with approval. "For years now…" said Humdinger, "Those meddlesome mongrels have foiled our brilliant plans, humiliated us in broad daylight, and taken what was rightfully ours!" He paused, then said, "None of us have been able to defeat them on our own; but if we all band together, we can polish off those puppies once and for all! So who's with me?"
"I'm in!" said Sweetie.
"Me too!" said Sid.
"Me three!" said Danny.
"Me four!" said Harold.
"Us ten!" said the Kitten Catastrophe Crew.
"Uh…" said Arrby, "I'm… not so sure."
"Arrby!" barked Sid, "What do you mean, you're not so sure?"
"Well…" said Arrby, "The PAW Patrol have helped us in the past; haven't they, Captain Sid?"
"Helped us…?" asked Sid, "They stole all of my loot, wrenched the pearls of Puplantis from our grasp, and ruined our perfect pillaging spree!"
"But…" said Arrby, "We stole their boat to do that. Besides, they saved us from a giant octopus."
"They wouldn't have had to save us if they'd just stayed out of our business!" said Sid, "Now I'm giving you a chance; are you in… or out…?" Arrby sighed in defeat, raised his paw, and said,
"Me eleven…"
"Excellent!" said Mayor Humdinger, "So nice to have all of you on board. Now before we begin, I think we should officially name our group; and I have the perfect name."
"What's that?" asked Spike.
"Simple…" said Humdinger, "The EVU; the Evil Villains United!" Everyone cheered. "Now then," said Humdinger, "My nephew, Harold, has something that he would like to show you."
"Thank you, Uncle Mayor;" said Harold, "I think you'll all be impressed."
Harold led the way down a staircase onto what sounded like a metal catwalk.
"Impressed? Pah!" said Sweetie, "I'd be impressed if we could actually see in here!"
"Give the guy a chance, Sweetie!" said Danny, "It's probably something beyond extreme!"
"Thank you, Danny;" said Harold, "Now let me see… light switch should be… here!" He flipped the switch, and the lights came on. The group could now see that they were in a large cavern, and looking at something that looked like a massive battleship! "Behold!" said Harold, "The Big Bonnie! A fully mobile floating fortress!"
"Wow…!" said Sid, "I am impressed!"
"So am I…" said Danny, "That is an extreme boat!"
"It's more than a boat, Danny!" said Harold, "She's also fully amphibious, so she can sail right into Adventure Bay, and drive right up to town hall!"
"She is big…" said Sweetie, "But is she powerful…?"
"Is she powerful, she asks!" Harold laughed, "Bonnie here is powerful enough to plow through anything that stands in her way on land or sea! And her nine fourteen inch guns are capable of hurling explosive shells right into the heart of Adventure Bay from ten miles away! She's invincible, I tell you!"
"What's the catch…?" asked Spike.
"Yeah…" said Riptide, "There's always a catch." Harold suddenly realized what he had forgotten, and put down his arms in defeat.
"Well…" he said, "I was planning to use the meteor beneath the PAW Patrol's lookout tower as the power source, but we don't have it."
"An unfortunate setback;" said Humdinger, "But one we can overcome. If we're going to get Big Bonnie moving, we're going to have to get that meteor. I need two volunteers to go to Adventure Bay and see if there are any weaknesses in the PAW Patrol's defenses."
"I know Adventure Bay;" said Danny, "I'll go."
"I'll go too;" said Sweetie, "If Chase's cat allergies go off, they'll know something's up."
"Good point;" said Humdinger, "I'll have the Kitten Catastrophe Crew take you there in our shark submarine."
"Ugh…" moaned Flare, "Here we go again."
"Yeah…" said Crusher, "That shark didn't work so well for us the last time."
"The sooner we know what we're up against;" said Humdinger, "The sooner we'll be through with those pesky pups forever! AH-HA-HA-HA-HA!" The other villains joined Humdinger in evil laughter; motivated by the thought that they could soon be free to do whatever they wanted without the PAW Patrol standing in their way.
Humdinger and the EVU are united with the common goal of eliminating the PAW Patrol!
Will the pups be able to fight back against all their foes at once?
Answers incoming… In Chapter Two: Ultimate Status!