Paw Patrol: Hounds For Hire
Chapter 1: This Ain't Nick Jr. Anymore!
'No job is too big, no pup is too small' Never thought i'd dread hearing those words when i started this job. I first started this job to help around this crazy town, pretty simple and even fun huh? Holy crap was you couldn't imagine how wrong i was. It started out simple enough, help baby turtles, bring in crops, save the occasional purse chicken of the incompetent elected official, mundane stuff. But soon enough things started getting more and more tiresome. We've had to dig out a trapped skier out of a gaint jar of grape jam, swim through a sewer to rescue a rubber ducky and deal with another elected official who may or may not be an actual mayor and be just some rando escapee from the looney bin posing as a mayor with a cat obsession that would make any shut-in roll eyes. But this...This was something else.
It all started back at the Lookout after a particularly busy week and we were worked to near exhaustion. all of us were laying around moaning in aggravation from all the stupid stuff we had to put up with.
"Chase...I feel like we should talk to Ryder about getting more dogs, or at least a very long vacation involving swimming pools, pina coladas and no mayors with stupid chickens." Marshall yawns and drinks some water from his bowl.
I tried to remain optimistic, Ryder put his trust in us and we've sworn to keep Adventure Bay safe from trouble. Just yesterday we were called in unclog a toilet in Mr. Porter's restaurant. it was a really messy job, Rocky still wakes up screaming sometimes.
"C'mon guys. Ryder picked us because he sees great potential in us, we can't just give up when it gets tough!" I try to maintain a little morale in the Patrol, to no avail.
"I wish Ryder would start paying us in actual money, instead of pup treats which I'm sick to death of. I wonder what bacon tastes like..." Zuma wonders.
Skye and Rocky are napping when suddenly Rocky rips a nasty fart that wakes Skye up. Skye wakes up coughing and sighs in annoyance after being awoken by one of Rocky's putrid butt-winds.
"I swear to Dog! You keep that up and I'll shove a cork so far up your..." Skye angrily growls at Rocky who's still in a deep slumber.
"Paw Patrol, to the lookout!" Ryder's voice is heard over the pup-tags he built for his pups.
The pups groan in annoyance, but put on happy faces for their boss. We entered the elevator except for Marshall, who trips on a wheeled dog toy and crashes into the others, leading them to get even more annoyed.
"You seriously need to get that klutziness under control Marsh, it's getting really annoying." Zuma tries to shove Marshall's butt out of his face. Zuma thinks to himself: I wish that one day i could get away from all this.
Meanwhile in the Lookout's main control chamber, Ryder is looking at the field reports of all us, but he notices the one that's the lowest of the bunch: Zuma, the water rescue pup.
"This ship is about to get sunk." Ryder closes the report on his Pup-pad and stands before the pups.
"Paw Patrol! Ready for action, Ryder sir!" I said proudly although the others were feeling less than enthusiastic despite their eager faces.
"Pups, i know we've gone on many adventures and rescues over the year, but this might be our most dangerous job yet!" Ryder sounds concerned.
Ryder brings up the screen, it seems Mr. Porter's cafe is on fire, probably Alex had the idea to play with his grandpa's blow torch again.
I wanted to say something, maybe get some outside help. But I knew that Ryder would just tell us he believes in us,instead I just put on another brave face for him since that was expected from us.
"Don't worry Ryder sir, These Paws Uphold The Laws!" I say with all the enthusiasm I could muster, not knowing that this job would be the first step in ditching this insane pre-teen
Ryder looks on proud. "I knew i could count on you guys, now get ready, we're moving out!"
We begin the lengthy process of us going down the big-ass slide and into our adorably designed vehicles with calling out our names, which I will not do cause we'd be here all week, anywho, we head down to Mr. Porter's Cafe which was currently burning. Marshall does his usual firefighting schtick and puts out the fires while Rocky cleans up the debris. I set up a few traffic cones while the citizens look in awe at a bunch of dogs doing their jobs for them. We see that Mr. Porter and Alex made it out ok, at least I wouldn't have to perform mouth to mouth again, I still have nightmares!
"Looks like everything went off without a hitch! You're all good pups!" Ryder congradulates us and tosses out a few pup treats.
I walk over to Ryder asking if we could go get a bite to eat, i was already sick of that vegan dog food he bought, smells like ass and tastes even worse! "Hey Ryder, you think since we did such a good job on this mission, as you said, how about we order pizza, never had it before and thought it'd be fun!"
"Sorry Chase, you know dogs can't eat human food, it's bad for your bodies." Ryder tells us to forget pizza for tonight.
Suddenly Ryder's Pup-pad goes off and he looks a bit worried, He rides off to parts unknown while we decide to head away from the town to talk amongst our selves, we went to the outskirts so the citizens won't hear us talkin' crap about them.
"Ryder said no on the pizza? Crap! If i have to eat that vegan pup food one more time I'm gonna go nuts!" Marshall groaned.
"Why are we still working for this twerp, there are like no benefits to this gig, no dental, no vacations, he doesn't even pay us with real money!" Rocky bemoans his career choice and contemplates quitting.
Rubble decides to munch on some pup treats, he's kinda devoloped a bit of an eating disorder after all the stress and boringness of saving the town time after time. Zuma comforts Rocky with some cuddles, they started a bit of a bromance a few weeks ago and it's one of the few things keeping Rocky sane and happy. Skye walks over to the lake and looks at her outfit, she splashes her reflection.
"Why do i have to wear pink?! It's so girly and prissy! I knew i should have picked up that job working for my parents." Skye rants and sighs.
"You never mentioned your parents, Skye. What exactly do they do?" I ask wondering about Skye's family.
"They mostly work for a pet food company, pretty high positions too, they were able to get a big house and settle down, I grew up without any siblings, since they weren't really into having to feed multiple mouths, I got most of the attention. They think I'm kinda small to work with Air Rescue, even though I was top of my class and even graduated with honors. Maybe they were trying to keep me safe, but I just wanna show them I can fly with the best of them!" Skye explains her family while I listen.
A few minutes after Skye finished about her parents, we hear a strange rumbling noise coming from deeper into the forest. We listen carefully in case if it was a bear or some other woodland animal, although what we heard next told us that this wasn't Winnie The Pooh looking for honey. A semi-large explosion rocked a far away section of the woods, sending animals fleeing and stampeding through the forest.
"What the hell was that?!" Rocky huddles near Zuma out of protection.
"Think this is another one of Mayor Humdinger's hair-brained schemes?" Rubble stops eating for a second.
Zuma whimpers in fear snuggling Rocky, Marshall gets his game face on, ready to fight some fires and Skye looks to me, hoping I would have the answer. Half of me wanted to go over to the site of the explosion to see what the problem is, while the other half wants me to go get pizza despite what Ryder said. Speaking of which, Ryder rung us on our Pup-tags.
"Pups, I need you to go check out that big explosion on the outskirts of the woods! Chase, this time I thought you could lead this one, check back with me after you reach the site." Those are words i never thought i'd hear from Ryder
This isn't the usual junk that happens around Adventure Bay, usually we just do boring and tedious crud that you'd see on a preschool show. This is something else entirely, a huge explosion, like something Micheal Bay would fart out. Marshall walks over to me with a look of determination and courage.
"Whatever this crap is, it beats cleaning chicken litterboxes and getting hands out of pickle jars." He straightens his fireman's hat.
I decide that this could be a nice change of pace, so i chose to humor Ryder. " Ok pups, this ain't our normal baby show antics, this is something that real emergency services deal with, so this could be our chance to make a name for ourselves, prove to the world that we're not just a buncha buttsniffing mutts, and maybe get actually paid!"
My speech sends a feeling of enthusiasm and eagerness through to all my team, you couldn't imagine the hooting and hollering they gave while hopping into their vehicles, and heading to the site. This is one of the better moments of my life, this could be moment that takes me and my friends into the big leagues! although we had boundless hope, nothing could prepare us for what happened next.
It took a few minutes for us to reach the campground, but when we did, it wasn't surprising what we found, a massive mark on the dirt from the blast, most of the park equipment is still intact, with only some of it being damaged. Although the damaged equipment looked like it was hit by a different kind of blast, like something from a laser or plasma weapon, something tells me this wasn't an accident...
Suddenly, a huge ray of light blasted from out of nowhere, hitting Zuma's hovercraft and making him groan.
"Oh come on!" Zuma stomped his paw out of anger.
The other pups start wimpering and cowering, they've never faced anything like this, an unseen foe, with destructive abilities and perhaps a vendetta against us
I take out my flashlight, looking for anything, shining it in all directions, looking for the thing that turned Zuma's ride into a pile of scrap and rubber.
"If anyone is out there come out with your hands over head!" I try to assert whatever authority I possess against this thing.
Running sounds echo through the area like a wolf circling it's prey. all the pups huddle around me in fear, while i desperately try to find the source of the noise, looking downward i notice a giant footprint looking like a wolf, but a lot bigger, suddenly rescuing chickens from trees didn't sound so bad. The battery goes out, Ryder is too cheap to buy batteries for this piece of crap, although in the distance we see a sight that sends a chill down our spines and almost makes us lose control of our bladders. Two piercing red eyes peering at us from above the restroom building, looking like this could be our last mission I decide to make one last stand.
"Hello?" I ask with a tiny shred of courage and praying that this was a prank.
A silhouette leaps off the building and lands right in front of us, after getting the flashlight working againt I shine it in front of us revealing the source of the trouble, a massive humanoid wolf creature standing on two legs. It's wearing a bunch of cybernetic armor and bandoliers for weapons and ammuntion, it munches on a salami stick and asks us something that we'll never forget.
"You pups up for a real job?" In a gruff and aged voice.