p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="916ee49dd77f345ea6f399a344716b48"There is a beautiful day in Barkingburg. Everyone is talking, being happy, and having a great time. But someone wasn't. Someone was inside, lying in her bed and ... being sad. And who was it? The evil pup as we know, Sweetie. She was thinking about why she keeps stealing the crown. And she didn't know why. She noticed that she annoyed everyone, even the princess. She thought that she could try not to steal the crown again. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4145a87baa5d237fffe96290936ab7d1"Meanwhile, in Adventure Bay, pups from Paw Patrol are playing football. As soon as Chase was coming to score a goal, they were called to lookout. They run to the lookout, but as soon as they arrive in the elevator, they were all hit by a ball, and some of them by Marshall. "Hehe, sorry" said Marshall while everyone was laughing. The elevator went up to Ryder./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2123f4a23909b23ed2cfa9118cd0af6a""Paw Patrol ready for act...where are our uniforms, Ryder ?" Chase asks. They aren't wearing any uniforms. "Hey pups, not an emergency, but just an announcement. Princess of Barkingburg called me to ask if someone could go there, and keep an eye on the crown, while she goes to charity organizations across the state." Ryder explains to pups. "I will need for this mission...Chase! You are the only one who can keep the crown safe from stealing it. Meet me in 10 minutes down by Air Patroller." Ryder says and goes down on his pole./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e5f02b7a00fcca7c84493816df390a03""Soo, yeah?" Chase is confused because he didn't expect this. "I'm so sorry Chase, that you will need to deal with that evil dog there." His best friend, Marshall, comforts him. They share the same sad faces. Although something they don't share, is the hate towards the mentioned evil pup, Sweetie. Chase knows, that she was stealing the crown and the jewelry, but he knew, that she isn't the bad pup as they know her. "It's alright guys, I will handle it." And with that, he goes on the slide and into his pup house to prepare some things./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="563c6b68bff7b70ef830d6550d7f9736"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Chase's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="561c631bd614abe0280dc2d530534702"Why do I think, that everyone here just hates Sweetie? I mean, yeah, they have their reasons for it, but I think they sometimes want to just lock her up in some basement forever. Maybe I will get to the bottom of this and by the end of the mission, I will know why Sweetie wants the crown./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8a4d4a433f1ca0dcb9e872629df48687"While I was thinking, Ryder walked to me, and started talking, but I didn't listen. "CHASE!" I jumped as my name was yelled behind my back. "Aagh, sorry Ryder, I was just thinking about something, what's up?" Chase asked him. "Air Patroller is ready to leave to Barkingburg, you will be flying on your own today, Robodog will fly you there. Be safe." He hugged me, and patted me, while I was taking my pup pack out, and putting some small things there. I smiled and ran to the Air Patroller for that long flight there./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9447a7ad7028f20033a3a49ee884323"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Sweetie's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6640c94353340bec04ff19b1221ca850""Sweetie, come here." I heard while I was laying on my bed. Yes, as a royal pup I got my own room. "Coming," I shouted and jumped down from bed with Busby. When I came down, I was greeted by the princess and the two kittens, and I forgot the names. "Hey Sweetie, will you behave when I will be gone?" She said. "Yes my princess, I will behave," I said nervously. "Good to hear that, because you know the consequences." She smiled. "Chase is coming here to guard this crown for the week, so don't try anything." I jumped when hearing this. "C-Chase? I-I...He can't see me like this!" I yelled. "That's your problem, just cover it." And with that, she went outside, waiting Chase. "He can't see me like this." I said to myself. My body was covered in some places with bruises. From who? From princess. From the first time I stole the crown, I was treated very badly. And princess is right, I deserved it. I quickly ran to my room to put my jacket on and ran back to hall. I looked at the crown thinking I would steal it, but I remembered, that I don't want to be bad pup anymore. I sat down to my pup bed in the hall and just laid there. Suddenly, I saw the doors opening and saw Chase and princess. "Hi Sweetie, Chase will be guarding the crown so it wouldn't get stolen again. And Chase, if she's bad, you can lock her up if you want." Princess said to him. Ugh, how I hate her. "Will do princess, be safe!" Chase told her, while they drove away./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a11645f08c13aedb3562bd6ca6708162""Hey Sweetie, how are you?" He asked me while walking to the crown. "Do you want something from me?" I answered, still annoyed what princess said. "O-Oh, eh, no, sorry" He said. I quickly got up, and ran to my room. Why did I answered like that ? I don't want to be bad, I want to be good pup, at least when there isn't princess here. Why did I said this?/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="65e98085e2fd8a20bb1f93f301cf054f"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Chase's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7fdf94370d772e2e14e7c8836fd76701"Huh, I didn't expect that. Maybe she's having a bad day ? Who knows, I'll ask her later. I think it might be something with what princess said. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"And Chase, if she's bad, you can lock her up if you want./em Why should I lock her up ? Even if she would stole the crown, I wouldn't lock her up, just why? No, I'll ask her now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d66e9ea7b2bfe71090bdac372234c429"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"3rd's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bdceb5d069c903378c3b9bedc808970b"Chase starts sniffing for the path that Sweetie ran. He then stopped in front of doors. He knocked on them. "Sweetie? Can I talk to you?" He asked, still not being sure if Sweetie was there. He was waiting for an answer, but instead heard sobbing coming to the door. "Sweetie, are you alright?" He again asked. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine, do you want something?" She answered him, still sobbing, but now even crying. "You don't sound fine, is something wrong?" He starts being curious, if he done something wrong. "And why do you care? You just hate me, like everyone. Don't pretend that you care about me" He was shocked. Unknown to anyone, he did care for her, because he thought that she can be good, if you knew her better. "Sweetie, d-do you want t-to go for a w-walk?" He said, because it can help for having a good mood. No answer. "I-If you want, I'll be down, waiting." He left down to hall, took his suit off and waited./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="4145a87baa5d237fffe96290936ab7d1"Meanwhile, in Adventure Bay, pups from Paw Patrol are playing football. As soon as Chase was coming to score a goal, they were called to lookout. They run to the lookout, but as soon as they arrive in the elevator, they were all hit by a ball, and some of them by Marshall. "Hehe, sorry" said Marshall while everyone was laughing. The elevator went up to Ryder./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2123f4a23909b23ed2cfa9118cd0af6a""Paw Patrol ready for act...where are our uniforms, Ryder ?" Chase asks. They aren't wearing any uniforms. "Hey pups, not an emergency, but just an announcement. Princess of Barkingburg called me to ask if someone could go there, and keep an eye on the crown, while she goes to charity organizations across the state." Ryder explains to pups. "I will need for this mission...Chase! You are the only one who can keep the crown safe from stealing it. Meet me in 10 minutes down by Air Patroller." Ryder says and goes down on his pole./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e5f02b7a00fcca7c84493816df390a03""Soo, yeah?" Chase is confused because he didn't expect this. "I'm so sorry Chase, that you will need to deal with that evil dog there." His best friend, Marshall, comforts him. They share the same sad faces. Although something they don't share, is the hate towards the mentioned evil pup, Sweetie. Chase knows, that she was stealing the crown and the jewelry, but he knew, that she isn't the bad pup as they know her. "It's alright guys, I will handle it." And with that, he goes on the slide and into his pup house to prepare some things./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="563c6b68bff7b70ef830d6550d7f9736"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Chase's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="561c631bd614abe0280dc2d530534702"Why do I think, that everyone here just hates Sweetie? I mean, yeah, they have their reasons for it, but I think they sometimes want to just lock her up in some basement forever. Maybe I will get to the bottom of this and by the end of the mission, I will know why Sweetie wants the crown./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="8a4d4a433f1ca0dcb9e872629df48687"While I was thinking, Ryder walked to me, and started talking, but I didn't listen. "CHASE!" I jumped as my name was yelled behind my back. "Aagh, sorry Ryder, I was just thinking about something, what's up?" Chase asked him. "Air Patroller is ready to leave to Barkingburg, you will be flying on your own today, Robodog will fly you there. Be safe." He hugged me, and patted me, while I was taking my pup pack out, and putting some small things there. I smiled and ran to the Air Patroller for that long flight there./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9447a7ad7028f20033a3a49ee884323"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Sweetie's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6640c94353340bec04ff19b1221ca850""Sweetie, come here." I heard while I was laying on my bed. Yes, as a royal pup I got my own room. "Coming," I shouted and jumped down from bed with Busby. When I came down, I was greeted by the princess and the two kittens, and I forgot the names. "Hey Sweetie, will you behave when I will be gone?" She said. "Yes my princess, I will behave," I said nervously. "Good to hear that, because you know the consequences." She smiled. "Chase is coming here to guard this crown for the week, so don't try anything." I jumped when hearing this. "C-Chase? I-I...He can't see me like this!" I yelled. "That's your problem, just cover it." And with that, she went outside, waiting Chase. "He can't see me like this." I said to myself. My body was covered in some places with bruises. From who? From princess. From the first time I stole the crown, I was treated very badly. And princess is right, I deserved it. I quickly ran to my room to put my jacket on and ran back to hall. I looked at the crown thinking I would steal it, but I remembered, that I don't want to be bad pup anymore. I sat down to my pup bed in the hall and just laid there. Suddenly, I saw the doors opening and saw Chase and princess. "Hi Sweetie, Chase will be guarding the crown so it wouldn't get stolen again. And Chase, if she's bad, you can lock her up if you want." Princess said to him. Ugh, how I hate her. "Will do princess, be safe!" Chase told her, while they drove away./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="a11645f08c13aedb3562bd6ca6708162""Hey Sweetie, how are you?" He asked me while walking to the crown. "Do you want something from me?" I answered, still annoyed what princess said. "O-Oh, eh, no, sorry" He said. I quickly got up, and ran to my room. Why did I answered like that ? I don't want to be bad, I want to be good pup, at least when there isn't princess here. Why did I said this?/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="65e98085e2fd8a20bb1f93f301cf054f"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Chase's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7fdf94370d772e2e14e7c8836fd76701"Huh, I didn't expect that. Maybe she's having a bad day ? Who knows, I'll ask her later. I think it might be something with what princess said. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"And Chase, if she's bad, you can lock her up if you want./em Why should I lock her up ? Even if she would stole the crown, I wouldn't lock her up, just why? No, I'll ask her now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d66e9ea7b2bfe71090bdac372234c429"u style="box-sizing: border-box;"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"3rd's POV:/span/em/u/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="bdceb5d069c903378c3b9bedc808970b"Chase starts sniffing for the path that Sweetie ran. He then stopped in front of doors. He knocked on them. "Sweetie? Can I talk to you?" He asked, still not being sure if Sweetie was there. He was waiting for an answer, but instead heard sobbing coming to the door. "Sweetie, are you alright?" He again asked. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine, do you want something?" She answered him, still sobbing, but now even crying. "You don't sound fine, is something wrong?" He starts being curious, if he done something wrong. "And why do you care? You just hate me, like everyone. Don't pretend that you care about me" He was shocked. Unknown to anyone, he did care for her, because he thought that she can be good, if you knew her better. "Sweetie, d-do you want t-to go for a w-walk?" He said, because it can help for having a good mood. No answer. "I-If you want, I'll be down, waiting." He left down to hall, took his suit off and waited./p