a little intro before I start my story...

Greetings, everyone. I have not gotten this question much over the last year when it comes to my writing (maybe twice), but it stuck itself into my mind: where are the other pups, like one that lives in the jungle, for example?

You see, when I started writing my fanfictions, I wanted to set the focus of my stories on the seven main pups and nothing more. Just recently, over the last few months, I have introduced two new OC characters in Jasen and Hailey. I don't plan on expanding anymore, as I feel my main roster of pups in my fanfictions is complete at nine.

But I did get a few comments over time, asking why Tracker and other minor characters have never been never mentioned at all, like Tuck, Ella and such. Another reason I did not include them is because I just didn't care much for them, and most felt like gimmick characters. I've mentioned Sweetie a few times, but never featured her in any story, because I couldn't think of anything. As a result of this "lack of usage" predicament, I decided to think about making a simple, short story. An update, if you will, on the minor characters and their status as they developed into teenage dogs. Some prominent characters will be featured here.

Tracker, being the most prominent missing character, will get the first entry. Tuck and Ella will be a single entry. Sweetie is GONNA get a mention. Liberty and Rex will also be here. Even Wildcat is in here.

All of the characters mentioned above will give a summarized view of their present whereabouts in their own POV. This story is a little long for a short story, but I wanted to publish it here. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this little ditty! Be the light- mitch :)

where are they now?

written December 30th, 2021 to January 6th, 2022

TRACKER

Hola, amigo. It's been a while since I've actually seen the old gang. I still live in the South American jungles with my human, Carlos, and we still take care of all the wildlife that lives down here. Especially the monkeys. I'm looking at you, Mandy. It's still blisteringly hot, but my chihuahua body is used to it. Carlos is actually getting pretty old now, as his voice just changed a few weeks ago. And I just turned 14 years old. Soooo, yeah. I have some rather shocking news I have to confess: I am no longer a member of the PAW Patrol. Si, it may be confusing, but it came to one simple reason: I was never used much at all, even when I was in the group. I didn't ditch the PAW Patrol because I hated my teammates. I still love them like a familia, even though I only see them every three months. Every time I see them, they get so much bigger. Have you seen Chase?! He looks like a TANK. A fully grown adult. And EVERYONE is older than me, so every time they see me, my canine amigos call me a baby, which is technically true.

When the PAW Patrol came down to the jungles to visit me and Carlos for a safari about two weeks ago, I told Ryder and my canine friends that I was moving on. They were shocked and saddened that I was leaving them, but they understood and respected my decision. Ryder even told me that I could keep all of my equipment, which I am very grateful for. That night, the pups and I were sleeping by a campfire. Marshall and I were the only ones awake. I told him a secret that I harbored for the longest time: I had a crush on Everest before I found out that she and Marshall were dating. Thankfully, Marshall understood and embraced me. He told me that he wasn't surprised at all. I was shocked when he told me that Zuma, Rubble and even Rocky considered courting her at some point, due to how attractive she was. Marshall was the one that won her affections, and I am very happy for them. I know that I wouldn't have been such a great fit for her, anyway. She's 18. Waayyyy older than me. And she loves the mountains and living in the cold. As a dog who has lived in the jungle all my life, it is ABSOLUTE HELL. The first time I went to adventure Bay during the winter, it was freezing and a terrible blizzard rained down. I wouldn't last a day up in the snow. It's been a few weeks since that last visit, and I feel better than ever. My equipment still serves me well, and I have nothing but gratefulness to have served for the PAW Patrol and for its values. I heard that Chase and Skye are almost 18 years old. Who knows? They might get married. If so, I'll go to the wedding if it's the last thing I do.

AARBY

Hey, Mr. And Mrs. reader sir or ma'am! Life has been a little crazy for me and my old owner, Sid Swashbuckle. A couple weeks ago, Sid thought it was a good idea to raid artifacts from museums around the world. Again, WHY did he think it was a good idea? I mean, I love Sid, but he doesn't love me back, mainly because of his materialism problems. The plan went off without a hitch at first. Sid and I snatched items from Barkingburg, Paris, Berlin, Rome and Madrid. But where he decided to go LAST was the worst. He thought going to Russia and stealing Vladmir Lenin's corpse was gonna be the prize that would be the granddaddy of them all. He told me that he didn't plan to keep the body, as he planned to sell it on the black market and make so much money that he would purchase a ship twice as big as ours. I told him that it was a terrible idea, because the Interpol and PAW Patrol were in a wild pursuit of us. He threatened that I would be fed to the sharks, and I was silenced. We stole the body late at night in Moscow, and it did NOT go well. The guards caught us, and fired their guns at our direction. We barely escaped the place, and we had to tiptoe in the snowy streets. The PAW Patrol finally caught us, and the German shepherd trapped us. Soon, the Interpol and the Russian Army came. Even PUTIN arrived to talk with the Interpol and the PAW Patrol. The Russians talked about possible punishments, and one was a firing squad execution. But the PAW Patrol came up with a better idea. They forced Sid to give back everything he stole, sunk his ship with a wrecking ball, and for things he stole that had no owner, he had to sell everything. The police let me go, seeing that I was an accomplice and I didn't want any part in this. I have found a new, modest home, and I am grateful to be away from the clutches of Sid once and for all. He is an absolute psychopath, and I hate him more than anyone else. If I saw him again, I'll bite him in the leg. I don't care if I get punished. He'll get all the smoke from me.

WILDCAT

Meow, meow, meow! (Translated: Hello, everyone. I hope you're doing well. A few things have happened over recent years.) I have upgraded from simple motorbike racing to full-out stock car racing, like Formula One. I was nervous about the transition at first, but a great friend of mine, Marshall, told me that it would be awesome. And he was absolutely right. It has prolonged my motorsports career, and after lots of hard work, I have been very successful. I've won a few trophies, including a championship. But my biggest achievement was racing with The Whoosh. The one and only. He was another reason why I transitioned from bikes to cars, and he actually came to one of my shows. He was very impressed and asked me to join his racing team. I gratefully accepted, and life is amazing. Marshall actually goes to almost every race I'm in, and I am very privileged to call him a friend. He's actually MILES better than me, however. You know how he won a race by replacing the Whoosh himself against the Cheetah? Before I transitioned into racing, which was 4 months ago, The Whoosh broke his hand in a crash. He asked Marshall if he was up to replace him, and he accepted. Marshall absolutely DOMINATED, winning the race easily. I never saw better driving from a four legged creature. He could have been a legend of racing, but he chose the simple life of being a firefighter. The Ruff-Ruff pack broke up, mainly because of the grey bulldog being egotistical to the point of the others just quitting. I haven't heard from them in a while, but I'll be ready to yelp for help if I need it.

TUCK AND ELLA

Our life mission has always been to catch the Ladybird and stop her evil deeds, wherever she goes. Even though the PAW Patrol gave us our own epic motorcycles and special gear, we never intended to stay with the group. We still think they're awesome though, and we don't have any hard feelings for them. We had to catch the Ladybird with our special powers, and we used it on our biggest mission yet: we had to stop her from stealing the HOPE DIAMOND. The most valuable diamond in existence. And it did have a curse. But the Ladybird didn't care, as she stole it like it was nothing. But the curse somehow activated itself in no time flat, because we put a stop to her within three hours of the theft. The incredible thing was that we were more than 7,500 miles away. Thanks to the motorcycles, we got there and put a stop to her plans. She has been sentenced to 30 years in prison, and we don't have to worry about her anymore. The PAW Patrol caught wind of the event and congratulated us. They once again asked us if we wanted to be part of the group, and we denied. We had a new goal in mind: we wanted to be trained as service dogs for the blind. Both of us went through months of rigorous training, and eventually, we both were certified by a highly prestigious obedience school. We both found different owners in Coastal City-30 minutes away from Adventure Bay. The best part?! We only live two blocks from each other. And the owners that we have are really sweet people. We go shopping, walks in the park and take bus rides with them! Isn't that sweet?! We both knew that serving people was our biggest goal in life after we met the PAW Patrol- and safe to say, both of us are very content.

REX

Hey, everyone! My name is Rex, and I'm happy to let you know that life is going pretty well over here in Dino Wilds. The land is absolutely FLORUSHING, with new trees growing and new dino families being raised. When I was young, I knew almost 65% of all dino languages (all the species have different tongue, you know). Now, I can fully understand any dino there is! It's pretty cool. Tammy Turbot is still here, and she still takes care of me. There isn't much else to talk about, except my disability. The fact that I am still in a wheelchair. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love this thing! I can zip around as fast as any regular dog with four legs could (ask Marshall. He's literally a cheetah in a canine suit). But, I just don't want to be completely limited by only using two paws. So, with the help of Ms. Turbot, I began extensive paralysis exercises, like trying to walk on a treadmill. The training was so difficult on my psyche and my well being that I nearly quit after just a week. But Tammy just kept pushing me. So, I kept my head up. After about three months, I could just barely raise my hind legs on my own. It may be a life-long process, and it's a miracle if I ever walk. But I'm gonna keep trying. One day…one day…I will defy the odds.

LIBERTY

As an honorary member of the PAW Patrol (I still can't believe I'm saying that), my life has CHANGED the moment I met these heroes. I helped them save my home, Adventure City, from the clutches of Mayor Humdinger. I'm not living under a newspaper anymore! I'm actually living in the mayor's mansion, and I'm a part of the Chamber of Commerce here in the city! I've finally been recognized for how much I care about the city, and the people love me so much, they are asking me to run for mayor myself this year. They say I have a very good chance to win, and I'm up for the challenge. The pre-election polls are looking awesome as well. I mean, who wouldn't want a dog mayor?! It's happened in the past. I actually asked Ryder and the PAW Patrol to be my campaign managers, and they accepted! I am ready to make Adventure City a city that others will aspire to be and a great place to live for generations to come.

VOTE LIBERTY 2022 for Adventure City Mayor! She's a good girl, after all.

I'm Liberty, and I approve this message.

SWEETIE

I'm in a messed up place. A deserted place that only I call home. A place that doesn't have any resources at all. Those meddling pups left me here to rot and die. Let me tell you how I got into this situation…

About a month ago, I was working on my greatest scheme of all. An evil plan that makes my crown-stealing past look like child's play. Ever since I was young, I couldn't help but…feel something for Chase. That one tuxedo, James Bond-like dog who always wrecks my plans with stunning precision and wit. I couldn't describe why I'm attracted to him. His breed? His strength? His looks? His deep voice? Anyways, I knew that he was in a deep relationship with Skye. That bitch. That pilot…was stealing my man away from me. Brainwashing him with her charm and gorgeous exterior…he follows her like a goddamn puppy every time I see them in Barkingburg. And it just angered me. So, I developed a plan to get rid of her once and for all. Using the help of Claw (hey, he's a big guy), we would both kidnap Skye and take her back to my castle in Barkingburg. We would wait for Chase to seemingly rescue her. But when that german shepherd would finally come, our plan would go into full effect. In exchange for Skye's freedom, I would force Chase to marry me. Together, all three of us would force a massive coup and take over Barkingburg. Chase would be the king, and I would be the almighty queen. Claw would have been, well, I don't know, a jester? He is clumsy, after all. If Chase refused my request, I would order Claw to basically murder Skye on the spot with a shotgun blast to the head (he had a gun in his pup pack. Guess he wasn't a fan of the swords anymore).

A few days after arranging the plan, I met up with Claw at his castle. He agreed to the plan because he had nothing to lose anymore. Kidnapping Skye was a piece of cake, as we simply entered her pup house and stole her collar late at night. Claw broke the collar and threw it into the bay. We then stuffed her into a bag and off we went. Poor bitch. She didn't even know where she was. When she woke up, she was in my castle's dungeon, strapped down to a chair like a human. She begged to know who her captors were, and we revealed ourselves and our motives. She was positively reviled by us, and I thought it was delightful. Not even 24 hours had passed, and Chase somehow found us. He was so mad at us…is it just me, or is he really attractive when he is angry? ANYWAYS…he threatened that we would face dire consequences if we didn't let Skye go. I introduced the ultimatum to Chase, and he didn't seem fazed by it at all. He shouted that he would never comply, and that he would do anything, even to risk his life for her. So, I ordered Claw to counter. He raised his gun (it was a bleeding AK 47) and aimed it in Chase's direction, pulling back the hammer. Chase actually responded, saying that we were bluffing big time. Then, out of fucking nowhere, came all those other pesky pups and that human that is their leader (I think his name is Ryder).

We told Chase's friends about the plan, and they saw Claw's weapon. All of a sudden, a shot was heard. A bullet pierced Claw right in the middle of his brain, killing him in seconds as he collapsed to the ground. Ryder was the one who shot him, revealing that he secretly had a pistol with him. Then, all of the pups revealed they had guns too. They all pointed their glocks at me. I swear, Zuma and Rubble were holding theirs sideways. But I wasn't fazed. Because I had the ultimate Plan B up my fur. I lied to the PAW Patrol that there was a bomb in the basement of the castle, and it was set to detonate in three minutes. I even had Buzzby start a countdown to make it seem real. The pups and Ryder started to panic, as I expected. I burst out of the castle, thanks to a jetpack. Within a minute, the pups must have realized it was a hoax and the next thing I know, I was in a high speed chase throughout the city. That Skye bitch was freed somehow during that chaos. I don't know how. After a few minutes of dodging everything in my path, I felt as if I could escape. Except I felt a pain shoot up my hind leg. I looked down. It was a animal tranquilizer. I was out within 10 seconds. When I woke up, I was here, stranded on this desert island. It looks like I'm in an ocean. There is nothing but sand. It's a small island. I feel myself slowly starving to death. I feel weak...I...I feel like my eyes are closing. My fate has arrived...goodbye, cruel world…

Aaaaaand that's the first story of 2022! A few days ago was the 1 year anniversary since I first made this account, set up a character bio and published my first story (Downcast Dalmatian). If you've been reading my work since the beginning or just stumbled onto my page recently, I can't thank you enough for your support and kindness. You guys are a huge reason why I keep working on these stories, and it's a blessing to be able to share them.

I have something to say that I almost feel sad about: I haven't watched PAW Patrol (the show) in a whole year. For some reason, I just completely lost my interest in the show. Maybe the repetition was a factor. Mostly, it was just because I have been busy with both working on my stories and work. And I just don't feel excitement for the show anymore. My obsession with the show has mostly died down, which happens with many interests I have had since middle school.

I remember being absolutely infactuated with FNAF, My Little Pony and Star Wars back when I was in middle school (this was back in 2014-2015). After a while when I couldn't stop thinking about those topics, I just...stop caring about them. Not that I hate them. It's just that...I moved on from it.

I may not care about PAW Patrol much at all. Heck, I didn't even watch the movie until today to do some "research" on Liberty's character.

Don't worry about me. I will continue to write Paw Patrol: All Grown Up for the foreseeable future for your reading pleasure, and I have stories planned for the next 6 months.

Oh, and I mentioned that I was working on a "Pup Pup Boogie" story a while back. I'm gonna have to push it back to the end of January or the start of Februrary, because I am working on another short story that will be finished by January 26th. Why that date specifically? You'll have to wait and see.

Oh, and DAWN FM by The Weeknd is coming out in just a few minutes, actually. I'M SUPER PUMPED...anyways, see you guys later! -mitch :)