"Five serving three!" Shouted Zuma.
The volleyball went up and over the net between the two teams. Chase dove for the ball and shot it back up in the air over the other side. Rubble hit it back over and Rocky covered for Chase's inability to reach it in time. The ball was unable to be hit back by Rubble or Zuma and ended up bouncing off right into Marshall who was trying to mind his own business. He froze and fell over.
"You alright over there Marshall?" Zuma snickered at the classical gag act.
"I'm okay!" Marshall called out.
Skye giggled.
"You sure you're okay?" She asked when he bumped into the tree near him.
Marshall shook his head and gained full awareness, "Yup, fine now."
All the collars lit up and Ryder's voice called, "Pups to the Lookout!"
"Ryder needs us!" They all called.
The pups ran for the elevator. Marshall in the other hand had a delay due to the deadly volleyball. He tripped and sent the ball behind him, which ricocheted back, and met with his head again. He face planted in the grass but got back and wobbled on to the elevator. He collapsed inside.
"Well, that's better than crashing in, I guess," Zuma laughed.
Chase helped him up, "What'd you do this time?"
"Nothing, I'm okay," He shook his head, "Let's go up."
They stood straight as the elevator came up. The doors opened up and they raced forward.
"PAW patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir," Chase called.
"Good, listen, we have a big emergency," Ryder started off, "Mayor Goodway has informed us that a few days ago that they found a new mine. However, the last call she had with them suddenly went black."
The pups gasped and muttered to each other.
"When she sent someone over they found the passage completely caved in."
"We have to help them!" Rubble yelled.
"That's the plan," Ryder smiled bringing his tag up on screen, "Rubble, I'll need your bulldozer to clear the rock from the cave in."
"Rubble on the double!" Rubble saluted.
Chase was next.
"Chase, I'll need you to cut off the road. The cliff side isn't stable. A rock slide could happen at any moment."
"Chase is on the case, Ryder, sir," Chase saluted.
Ryder brought up the last tag, "Marshall, you'll need to come and see if the miners are alright. We're looking at a hundred miners or so."
"I'm ready for a ruff ruff rescue," Marshall called.
"Alright, PAW patrol is on a roll!"
Ryder slid down his poll and the three chosen pups followed by the slide. Marshall refitted with his EMT outfit after going down and followed at the butt of the rescue team. They found the mine and started to their jobs. Chase cut off the road and Rubble got to clear the rocks in front of the entrance. As soon as it was clear Marshall brought his truck in after Rubble. Chase left his car, finding no need to bring it. Ryder walked in as well and looked around.
"Wow, its cold in here," He shivered.
"Where are the miners?" Marshall asked.
The earth shook.
"Hey you!" Shouted a miner.
"Us?" Rubble asked.
"Yea, you! Get away from there, the mountains coming down again!" He shouted.
Marshall and Rubble moved their cars forward and Chase and Ryder ran. The rocks blocked the entrance again. They were trapped!
"Oh no!"
Ryder examined the rock and pounded it, "It's stuck pretty good. Rubble, can you…"
"No, quickly shut off the engine!" Marshall yelled in a whisper.
On instinct Rubble did. Marshall already had his off.
"What? Why?" Chase asked.
"Look around you, rock everywhere. If we keep our engines on we'll get Carbon poisoning. We'll have to open the way by hand."
"But that'll take forever and we don't have the men," The miner argued.
"We'll last longer if we don't use any of this stuff. Wait, you don't have the men? What happened? Wasn't there a whole bunch of you?"
"I've only got a handful of good healthy ones. Everyone else is either sick or wounded by the rock slide that happened a few hours ago."
"Where are they?" Marshall hopped off his car.
"This way," He motioned.
The group was led through the smaller paths of the mine and into another big room. Cots were everywhere.
"Wha…" Marshall had never seen so many wounded or sick in one place in his life.
"They need a doctor. We can't find what's wrong with them except for the obvious and some sicknesses haven't been identified yet," The miner crossed his arms.
"Ruff ruff rescue!" Marshall raced off quickly.
"What can we do?" Ryder asked.
"Well, you can help the men that are over there. They're about to start clearing the path.
"Rubble, can you see what you can do?" Ryder asked.
"Rubble on the double," He replied.
Rubble raced over leaving Chase and Ryder.
"Anything else?"
"No, that's about it," He replied, "That and help everyone who needs it. Got any supplies?"
"We'll ask Marshall," Ryder replied, "Come on, Chase."
Marshall checked on one of the patience, "What do you know so far?"
"We think he might have a broken rib," The miner replied, "You the guy we go to for help?"
"One of them, the leader is Ryder. He's over there. I'm just here to make sure you're alright."
"Yeah, sure, but… you're the doc right?" He asked.
"I'm an EMT," Marshall shrugged looking through his X-ray at the patient, "Yup, broken ribs, needs rest, give him this when he wakes up, left side. Let me know if he wakes up."
"Sure, but, listen, It's real cold over here and we don't got the blankets to help everyone," The miner stopped him, "You got some?"
"Yeah, here," Marshall handed one over.
"Thanks a lot, doc," The miner took the blanket and put it over his buddy.
"Let me know if anything changes. Remember to get that on him when he's awake; he's going to need plenty of rest, too."
"'Kay, thanks again," The miner said.
Marshall raced off to the next batch of miners, this one being a female and a male, "Hey, is everything over here okay?"
"He's fine, but he's not breathing very well."
Marshall moved her to the side, "Let me check him."
He had a fever, sniffled a whole bunch, and had to breathe through the mouth.
"Put him on his side, he's got a cold. If he's on his side he'll breathe easier."
"You have something to clear his nostrils?" She asked.
"Uhm," Marshall thought a moment, "I'll check."
He raced over to try to get to his truck but was stopped.
"Hey, I heard one of you is a doc."
"Hold on," Marshall put up his paw but was stopped.
"No wait, please, it really hurts when I…"
He leaned over and whispered his problem.
"I'm sorry, just give me a second to see if I have anything for that."
"Thanks," He groaned.
Marshall raced off to his van and took the chance to talk to himself, "I've never had to take care of so many people at once."
X
Skye, Zuma, and Rocky gasped as all four of the lines cut.
"Ryder? Chase?" Rocky tried to communicate with them, "Rubble, come in. Marshall? Oh no, they got trapped!"
"What are we going to do?" Skye asked.
Zuma hummed and replied, "We should call Jake; he might know."
"Good idea," Agreed Rocky.
"That's a great idea. Maybe Everest's plow can help with the rocks if they got caved in," Skye smiled.
Zuma tapped his collar and asked, "Everest, you there?"
"Hi, Zuma, what's up," Everest asked.
"Ryder, Chase, Rubble, and Marshall just lost contact with us in a mine. We think they're trapped. Can you and Jake help us?"
Everest gasped, "Are they okay?"
"We don't know," Skye replied, "Get down here, quickly. We have to help them."
"I'm on it!"
Everest tapped her collar and shouted, "Jake! Jake, they need our help!"
Jake opened the door, "What's up Everest?"
"Jake, Ryder is trapped in a mine with Marshall, Chase, and Rubble. We have to help them."
"Say no more, Everest, let's go," Jake got on the back of her snow plow and they drove to the lookout right away.
"Alright, so tell me exactly what happened," Jake said after calming the pups down.
"Okay okay, sotherewereabunchofminersthatgotstuckinaminethat theyfoundand…"
"Whoa whoa, slowly, Rocky, dude, calm down. Take few deep breaths."
"Let me do it," Skye moved him to the side, "A bunch of miners got stuck in a mine. Last we saw them they were inside and a cave in happened."
"Do you know where they are?" Everest asked.
"Mayor Goodway can tell us. Ryder had the map."
"Hmm, that is a problem," Jake massaged his chin, "Especially this time of year. It's gonna be cold in there. Alright, listen, were going to remain calm and were going to find a way to help them. Right?"
"Right," The Pups called.
"Good, now does anyone have any ideas? Can we locate them in any way?"
They thought for a moment when Skye clicked, "We could locate their vehicles. They likely parked outside the mine."
"Good idea, Skye," Jake smiled.
He clicked the computer that monitored the vehicles and only found Chases vehicle.
"There's chase, but where is everyone else?" Jake pointed.
"Save the location and we can use it to locate them," Skye guided.
"Got it," Jake did as he was instructed and sent the map to the vehicles, "Let's go."
They boarded their vehicles and left to the location.
X
Rubble wiped the sweat from his face and tried to get more rocks off from the top. He wanted so bad to use his bulldozer, but he was loyal to his friends, and Marshall knew what was best when it came to your health.
"Whew, you tired? I sure am," Asked a miner wiping her brow.
"Yeah, but I'm not going to give up. I'm a part of the PAW patrol and I'm going to help you guys get out if it's the last thing I do."
She giggled and nodded, "Your right, I'm not giving up then either."
They nodded at each other and began to work again. Chase sniffed around the stone.
"Well, Chase? Any weak spots?" Ryder asked.
"The stone's too thick," He shook his head, "We'll just have to pick a spot and hope for the best, sir."
Ryder nodded and left the miners to their work.
"Marshall how's everyone doing?"
Marshall looked tired. It had been a day since they had been trapped but he didn't rest all night.
"Everyone's…," He yawned, "Fine, Ryder."
Ryder stared at Marshall as he tried to race over to his truck and get another blanket for someone.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm… all… fired… up, heh heh."
"Marshall, you look exhausted," Ryder pet him and examined his eyes, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Marshall replied.
"Doc! He's up!" Called the miner from yesterday.
Ryder let him go, having no choice due to his highly demanded skill. It was a good thing he was brought along, but at the same time it had a bad effect. Marshall's health was probably at risk right now. This was something that Ryder was not allowing, but what could he do?
"Don't get up," Marshall instructed the miner, "did you give him the medicine?"
"Yes," was the reply.
"Okay…" Marshall tried to fight a yawn, "Go and… make sure he stays here and doesn't get up. If he starts feeling pain, let me know."
"Thanks doc."
Marshall got up and blinked several times.
"I'm going to check on the workers and see if they're okay."
Marshall was stopped again,
"Hey doc," groaned the miner. Listen, when you do, look for a guy named Alex Ruist."
"What's wrong with him?" Marshall asked.
"He's…missing something," The miner replied.
Just as Marshall was about to do this another miner passed by but was coughing up a storm.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?" Marshall asked.
"I…can't… stop…coughing," She replied.
She nearly choked on her own air and gagged.
"Okay, where do you stay?"
"Over there," She pointed at the empty cot.
"Alright, stay there and I'll be back with some medicine for that cough. Got a blanket?"
"No, I gave it up," She shook her head.
"I'll get that to you too. Want some water?"
"Yes, please."
"Okay, I'll be back," Marshall ran to his truck.
"Marshall."
"Not now, sir, I've got to get a few things," Marshall stopped him.
Ryder sighed and stood next to the truck as Marshall rummaged through it. He stopped Marshall again and looked into his eyes.
"Marshall, you need to rest. At least let me help."
"Talk to a guy named Alex Ruits. He's missing something. Tell me what he's missing so I can help," Marshall instructed.
"We can help," Ryder corrected.
Marshall froze and nodded.
"Yes, Ryder, Sir."
Ryder let him go and Marshall rushed over to the miner he promised some things to.
"Here, ah."
She opened her mouth and Marshall took out his thermometer. A few seconds and he found a fever of a hundred.
"No more moving around; you need to rest and recover from your cold. Here's some medicine."
She accepted it and got a teaspoon of cough syrup. Marshall gave her some water and left her with his knew catch phrase: let me know if you need anything. He might as well call it his call out phrase. He probably used it a million times more than his other phrase, excluding "I'm okay". Whatever the problem, Marshall was trying to cover for all of them, but with such a job his rest was being taken away. A problem that was probably going to bite him in the tail soon.
X X X
Ryder looked all over and finally asked someone where Alex Ruist was. They pointed to the one guy who was rather skimped on equipment and boots. He didn't' even have any safety helmet, pick, or socks. He just had a jacket and some pants.
"Uh, Alex?" Ryder asked.
"That's me," He replied.
"Where did all your equipment go?" Ryder asked.
"I lost it during the first cave in," He replied, "I've been trying to get a hold of some but I don't think I'll get any."
"Okay, so that's what you're missing, I'll be right back," Ryder left abruptly.
Chase accidentally stopped Ryder form advancing.
"Chase, do me a favor and keep this away from Marshall. We need to get a guy named Alex some standard issue equipment, socks, boots, and a helmet. Find them form the other miners who won't be able to use there's. Don't let Marshall catch you. He's had enough as it is."
"You got it, Ryder, sir," Chase saluted.
Ryder traveled to Rubble to see if he was alright.
"How are we doing, Rubble?" Ryder asked.
"Ryder, we're making good progress but there's a lot of rock."
Ryder nodded and examined Rubble.
"Rubble, are you okay?"
"I'm okay, I'm just scared we won't make it out."
"We'll be fine," Ryder assured, "I promise. Just keep…"
The cave vibrated.
The shout rang through the cave, "Cave in!"
More rock caved in, this time wasn't so serious since the Rocks that fell were on a useless end of a cave and actually moved some of the rock they were trying to move.
"What luck, some of our work got cut," A miner wiped some sweat from his forehead.
"I hope that didn't do any damage to anybody," Ryder said staring at the entrance.
X
"No stop, your casing the mountain to shake!" Jake shouted.
Everest stopped, and they listened. The rumbling stopped giving each of them a sigh of relief.
"They're stuck in there; They just gotta be," Everest said with determination.
She got off and yelled at the rock, "Ryder! Chase! Rubble! Can you hear me?!"
No response. She tried again and put her ear on the stone. Still, nothing.
"It looks like we're going to need some help if we're ever going to move this stone," Jake pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
Everest whimpered.
Skye comforted her, "It's alright, we'll get them out. We'll work together and find them. Besides, they've got Marshall. He may be a bit clumsy but he knows when to get serious. Trust me, during those times, he never trips."
"But… what if he got hurt? They wouldn't know what to do," Everest whimpered again.
Rocky chuckled, "Hey, Marshall may get hurt all the time but at the same time he's invincible. He's the last pup who'll get hurt."
Everest smiled, "Okay."
"Good, then let's wait for Jake to make a plan. He's pretty smart. Besides, he'll get the town to help too," Skye smiled.
Everest smiled, "Then we'll be able to get them out for sure."
"Yea, and if Jake doesn't find a way, they might."
The three pups found high spirits once again. Zuma arrived and hopped off of his hovercraft.
"Okay, guys, I was able to talk o Mayor Goodway and she's going to give us some help."
"Oh, perfect timing, dude; I was about to do that," Jake chuckled.
"Well, I thought we could use the help," Zuma shrugged.
Not a moment later a few cars arrived and some people came out. Between them and the oncoming help, there was bound to be a way they could clear the way. One day was bad enough, two was probably going to be unbearable for the pups.
X
"Okay, were going to try this and hopefully it will work," Marshall said to the poor worker suffering from a severe cold, "There, that should ease the fever and the coughing."
"Thanks, doc."
The worker laid back and coughed a whole bunch. Marshall walked away from him and leaned against a wall. He collapsed and nearly fell asleep.
"No no no, don't call asleep; don't fall asleep," He chanted, "I can do this, it's just one more day."
He shook his head as if to shake off fatigue and continued to race over to check up on the miners.
"Is everyone okay here?" He asked.
"Gee, doc, are you okay? You asked us that five minutes ago," Said the worker with his friends.
They were a small group of five.
"Oh, sorry," Marshall said before leaving, his head hanging.
"Doc, don't you think you should rest? You look awful," One of them remarked.
"I…I'm fine, I'm going to check up on everybody else. Uh, let me know if you need anything."
"Listen, doc, what we need is for you to get some rest. You know better than all of use what happens if you go too long without sleep," One of them stood up and walked over to him.
"Come on, doc, we'll get you a cot," He motioned a direction.
Marshall froze but gave in trying to fight his sleep deprivation. He nodded and walked with the worker who gladly gave up his cot for him to rest. He laid a blanket over him and Marshall was fast asleep. Perfect for Chase's case. Chase was now able to walk freely for Ryder's request. He looked around for the best one to ask. Finally he landed on the same guy who helped Marshall.
"Hey would any of your friends be willing to give up their gear for someone else?"
"You kiddin'? We all would do that right about now. Here, I broke my wrist so go ahead and take mine."
"Uh, we need just about all your stuff though. I was thinking someone who doesn't need any gear at all… Including boots," Chase chuckled.
"Well, I'll bring the situation to the doc after he wakes up, he'll keep an eye out."
"No!" Chase burst, "I mean, he's done a lot he needs his rest. I'm worried about him, he's never pushed himself this hard."
"Wow, sounds like a guy who takes his job seriously," The miner chuckled.
"Yea, a bit too much. But it's what we do," Chase, stood proudly, so anyone you know?"
"Well, me and my buds are not that badly injured so we'll have to pass. Go and see to them though, that poor soul's sick as can be. Maybe he'll give it up."
"Thanks," Chase smiled.
He trotted off to the worker but was interrupted by Ryder's call.
"Chase, Rubble needs help getting a worker out of some rock. The cave in was more serious than I thought."
"Okay, I'll go help; you got Alex covered?"
"I'll do my best on that issue," Ryder replied, "Go help Rubble. Where's Marshall?"
"Marshall taking a well deserved…"
A huge explosion caused the cave to shake and cave in again. Marshall bounced up at the sound of pain.
"Someone help me!" A worker called.
"I'm coming!" Marshall called.
"Scratch that, he's doing his job," Chase sighed.
He saw some rock about to come loose and crush three people trying to get a broken legged man away from the area.
"Look out!"
He ran and found no other option than to just tackle them. A painful strategy but it got them out of the way.
"Whoa, thanks dude," A worker huffed.
"Sorry I didn't' do any better," Chase replied.
X X X
Rubble ran for cover with some of the workers. The worker who was stuck was able to get out do to the shifted of the stone but he had to crawl. Rubble thought quickly and ran out for him, dragging him all the way back. He was stopped by some falling rocks so he had to change his coarse a few times, but eventually he got him to the safe spot. The cave wasn't ready to stop rumbling.
"What happened?" Rubble asked.
"I don't know I heard something explode and then this happened,
A worker shouted.
Ryder was with them and hugged Rubble tightly.
"This mine is a death trap!" A worker complained.
Ryder rolled when he heard something above him break. Another worker got hurt, but he and Rubble were safe.
X X X
Marshall dragged the hurt man away from the exploded area.
"What happened?" Marshall asked.
"I don't know," He replied, "I tried to stop it but the lamp was faster than me! It blew the dynamite that some dummy place over there!"
"You guys leave dynamite all over the place?!" Marshall outraged.
"I'm sorry, it's not like this sort of thing happens like the moon," He groaned.
"Come on, you guys are adult, I'm just a pup and I know that! Act like adult and stop doing stupid stuff!"
Chase had seen this dilemma. He'd never seen Marshall outrage like that. Marshall was never one to get angry.
Another guy somehow got hurt and cried out for Marshall, "Doc!"
Marshall looked over and looked back at his guys he was dragging.
"Go get him, I can crawl," The worker groaned.
Marshall pulled something out and nearly stabbed the worker with it when he stopped him saying, "No, I can take it. Save your painkillers."
Marshall nodded and ran out for the other guy. Chase ran over to the one that Marshal was dragging and continued the job.
"Oh, thanks, didn't think I was going to make it," The guys chuckled.
"Just doing my duty," Chase assured.
He stopped and looked for Marshall. The cave in was easing up and finally stopping when a rock rolled and went under Marshall's paws. He did his common balancing act and accidently passed the other guy up and crashed into a wall.
"Marshall!"
Chase raced over and got to Marshall. Marshall resisted his help and crawled over to the hurt worker.
"Forget it! Let me," Chase stopped him running for the hurt worker, "What's wrong?"
"I just hurt my ankle, I can't get up."
Chase looked down at it and back at Marshall who was trying to get up. He ran over and dropped his pack for Marshall's. Marshall flopped down hopelessly. Chase used the x-ray and scanned the ankle.
"The rocks got you pretty good," Chase explained, "they shattered your some of your… um, your bones close to your ankle."
Chase didn't know the medical field well, but he knew a good amount. Too bad he didn't pay too much attention to anatomy. As soon as chase turned to Marshall he gasped. Marshall didn't look very good trying to stand up. He groaned and grabbed his own wrist. Chase raced over and used the x-ray again.
"How is it?" Marshall asked.
"You sprained it," Chase sighed.
Marshall looked devastated, "I can't be, I have to help everyone."
"Nobody got hurt," A worker assured, "Other than these two. You need to rest anyway, doc."
Marshall gave up totally trying to make any efforts whatsoever. Ryder entered the scene and gasped.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Marshall sprained his paw. He can't do anything anymore," Chase replied.
"Oh no," Rubble gasped.
"Come on, let's get you to your truck," Ryder picked him up.
"Chase?"
Chase looked at the pack and nodded, "I'll do my best."
Ryder nodded and got Marshall to his truck and placed him on a cot.
"Rest up, Marshall. Do you have anything for you sprain?"
"Top drawer there," He pointed.
He checked it and found a onetime use icepack.
"Break the stuff inside it and give it to me. It'll be cold in a few seconds."
Ryder set his paw on the icepack and sat next to him as he rested.
"You did a lot of hard work, Marshall. It's okay to rest now," He began to pet Marshall.
Marshall relaxed at his touch. It felt nice to rest.
X
The townsmen tried their best to move some of the rock. The Pups used their vehicles to help with bigger loads of rock. Suddenly there was some rumbling.
"Oh no, the cave is collapsing again!" Captain Turbot shouted in alarm.
Everyone ran from the cliff-side as the rock started to cave the entrance again.
The pups whimpered as the job just got worse.
Jake sighed and let his arms hand as he looked down. The townspeople all looked under spirited.
"What are we going to do?" Skye asked.
"I… I don't know," Sighed Jake.
Everest brushed up to his leg and cried. He knelt down and hugged her as to comfort her.
"Is there any way I can help?" A random voice asked.
They turned and saw an Alaskan malamute, just Marshall's size.
"We can't seem to get through the rock," Jake replied, "Do you have any ideas how to get the rock from falling while we dig through?"
The malamute starred at the rock and hummed. He looked around and saw a reporter with a satellite car. A team was working on it to get ready for the next shoot.
"I' just got one," He replied, "Follow me, and watch this."
They all looked at each other. Everest was the first to follow. Rocky went next followed by Zuma, then Skye and Jake.
"Excuse me," The malamute said, "Could I use your car a moment?"
"Pardon?" The reporter asked.
"Look, it's important if we're going to get those guys out of there," He explained.
"I'm sorry but we can't just let you use the van whenever you please," She shook her head.
"Oh, forget it," He passed her and went into the truck anyway.
"Hey you can't do that!" She shouted.
"Hold on, let's see what he does before stopping him.
"Hey! You can't be in here!"
"Let him go, Duke," The reporter called.
"Move please," The malamute asked nicely.
Duke looked at them.
"Go on," She rolled her eyes.
Duke moved and the Malamute took over. He had to be careful to click the keys he wanted. Jake walked over and looked over the pup's shoulder.
"Whatcha doin', dude?"
"I'm reprogramming the satellite to do… this."
A weird map showed up.
"Yup, just what I thought. Look at this, that's is the reason that rock keeps falling. Terrain damage. I can tell you what it is. Dynamite aftermath. Looks like it was a bad time to use explosives."
"How did you do that?" Rocky asked in amazement.
"It's my thing." Smiled the malamute, "I'm Radar. What about you?"
"I'm Jake," Jake smiled, "This is Everest, Skye, and Rocky. Then this is Zuma."
"Hey, I knew I knew you guys, your PAW Patrol! Wow! I never thought I'd meet you guys in the fur."
"It's nice to meet you too," Zuma smiled shook paws with him, "So, what do you propose we do to the problem we've got with the structure?"
"Glad you asked," Radar smiled.
He tapped a few keys and the screen changed.
"As you can see, we can't rely on the old entrance We have to make our own. Right here looks good. The ground above is sturdy. Do you guys have anything to dig through that?"
"No, only Rubble does and he's in there," Rocky whined.
"Then call him up," Rader said in a confused expression.
"We tried, we can't," Skye replied.
"Hmm, I have a thing or two to say about that. I need one of your collars."
Zuma volunteered. Rader excepted it and broke it. Zuma twitched and dropped his jaw.
"My collar!"
"Sorry, I'll fix it after this," Radar apologized.
He looked around and pointed at a direction.
"Ah ha! Anyone have a screw driver?"
"I do," rocky hyped up with his.
"Unscrew that panel."
Rocky obayed.
"Hey! Wait! What are you doing now? We need to get back on the air."
"Then do it, I didn't interrupt that signal," Radar sighed trying to work.
Duke looked at the other pups and scoffed.
Rader did something to the wiring of the two objects and smiled, "Bingo. Okay, I need those headphones."
Jake handed them to him and watched intently what he was doing.
"So, what are their names again?" Radar asked.
"Marshall, Chase, Ryder and Rubble," Answered Everest.
They looked at each other as Radar tried his trick. He smiled and turned the volume up.
"Hello?" Ryder's voice rang out.
"RYDER! Every pup cried out.
"Guys?" Ryder asked, "How did you get to us? We couldn't reach you!"
"We made a new friend," Skye smiled in tears.
Ryder laughed and could be heard shouting he had contact with the outside world.
"I'm so glad to see you pups are okay. Jake, how's it going?"
"Real cool dude, better thanks to this pup."
Radar came into view of Ryder's pad.
"Hi, I'm Ryder," Ryder smiled, "Thanks a lot for this."
"I'm Radar, and it was a pleasure. Listen, you need to get one of your members, Rubble, on the line, I have instructions on getting you out."
"Okay, I'll get him," Ryder stood up and raced over to Rubble.
"Rubble, front and center!" He called.
"Rubble on the double, sir!"
Ryder showed him the pad.
"Rocky! Zuma! Skye! Everest! You guys are okay!"
"Were more glad to see you're okay!" Zuma said in tears.
"I'm fine, what's up on that side?"
"Radar has to tell you something," Skye rpelied.
"Radar?" Rubble asked.
"That's me, listen, I'm going to do something to your collar. The faster it beeps the closer you are to your target. When you find it, use your bulldozer to dig straight through it."
"But won't that cause another cave in? And we're running out of air fast! Marshall said to keep it off."
"You'll have to forget that danger and just do as I said," Radar shook his head, "Okay, here I go."
A beeping sound was on Rubbles collar. Ryder nodded.
Rubble started to walk around.
"Hey, could we see everyone else while Rubble is working, Ryder? We want to know if they're okay."
Ryder smiled, "Sure."
He ran over to Chase who was sitting next to a worker. Chase couldn't believe his eyes.
"Guys!"
"Chase!" They all called.
"Chase, how are you doing?" Asked Jake.
"I'm fine, I wish I could say the same for Marshall."
"What what happened? Wait, that's his pup pack. Where is he? Is he okay?" Everest asked rapidly.
"He's fine, but he hasn't slept in the two days we've been in here and he sprained his paw. He's really kept everyone together but himself."
"Can we see him, Ryder?" Skye asked.
"Sure, here."
Ryder took the pad and round Marshall still trying to get some rest. He was groaning and mumbling. Most likely the pain was unbearable right now. He seemed okay, but he looked as if he was beaten up pretty bad.
"He looks terrible."
"He's been trying to keep everyone alive and well, but he completely forgot about his own health. He has a temperature too. I'm sure you guys would love to talk to him but he needs to rest. I think he's really sick."
"Will he be okay, Ryder?" Everest asked.
"He'll be just fine, thanks to Radar."
A loud motor sounded through the mine. Rubble began to dig.
Marshall shot up, "What's happening? Another cave in?"
"No, it's okay, Marshall."
"Is that Rubble?! What is he doing?! I thought…"
"We found a way out and we have to risk it," Ryder explained.
"Marshall!" The pad shouted.
"Guy's, your okay," Marshall smiled weakly.
His voice sounded just as bad as he looked and he didn't look the greatest.
"You're going to be okay now," Radar assured, "Just rest easy, got it, doc?"
Marshall smiled and nodded, "Yea sure."
Marshall laid back and groaned at his hurting paw.
"Thanks for this, Radar," Ryder smiled, "You really saved out tails."
"I just wanted to help," Radar scratched his head.
Ryder smiled, "Well, it helped a whole bunch. You know, the PAW Patrol could use a pup like you."
Radar's eyes shot open wide, "W-what? You mean… join the PAW Patrol?"
"Yea, sure, why not?" Ryder smiled, "You look like you have some really useful skills."
"Yea, you should do it," Skye cheered.
Jake put him, "Yea come on. Think of it, dude. It seems like something of your tastes. You seem to like to help people."
"Alright, I'll do it," He smiled.
"Whoo hoo!" The all cheered.
"You won't regret this, dude," Zuma smiled.
"Yeah, just get used to the weekly nightmare of baths. though. Egh, I can't stand baths."
"Hah Hah, well after this, I think I'm going to take a nice bath," Ryder laughed, "I'm all covered in dirt."
"Hey! We can see the screw from Rubble's bulldozer! It's working!"
The townspeople cheered and encouraged the act. The rock was holding so far.
"Well, see you soon," Ryder smiled.
"Sure thing, Ryder," The pups agreed.
"Bye for now," Ryder smiled and shut it off.
He watched Rubble's progress and then the cheers of all the workers rang out as Rubble drove through. They were free!
"Whoo hoo! Were out!" Called a miner.
"Were free!" Said another.
"We can go home!" Cried one other.
Ryder smiled and called chase, "Let's get everyone out of here."
The next day, everyone was fully rested and washed. Marshall was walking with a limp, but it wasn't anything time couldn't cure. The mayor held a ceremony in honor of Radar's and PAW Patrol's services.
"For heroic deeds and the assistance of saving our residence, I, Mayor Goodway, present to you, young Radar, the medal for Pup of the Year!"
Radar blushed as it was put around him.
"Aw gee, thanks Mayor," He chuckled.
"Ryder, you and your pups have done it again. Thank you for your assistance."
"Thanks Mayor Goodway, but I think the thanks belongs mostly to Rubble, Chase, and Marshall today."
Rubble and Chase shook their head, "Naw, just Marshall."
"Huh?"
Marshall looked at them.
"There right, if it wasn't for you, Marshall, the workers would never have made it. You really helped a lot of people today."
"It's what we do," Marshall blushed, "I was just doing what you taught me."
"But you did it is the point," Ryder smiled.
"Indeed. And to honor you for your good deeds I give you a medal as well. For the best medical pup that has ever lived."
Marshall accepted the gold medal with a dog and a cross in front.
"Wow, thanks," He said almost in tears.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Ryder pulled something form his pocket.
"Radar, I believe I have a promise to keep."
Radar's tail began to wag.
"For helping us out we would like to make you an official member of the PAW Patrol!"
"Yes!" He cheered.
Ryder got him still and fitted the black shield with a radar on it around the pups neck.
"PAW Patrol! Ten-hut!" Ryder called.
They stood in a line and straightened out and saluted Radar.
"Now as for the rest of PAW Patrol, I have supplied an unlimited supply of treats for you."
She motioned to a giant pile. The Pups looked at it in awe. They looked at Ryder for permission. He nodded and let them go wild. Thus the day would go on to be one of PAW Patrols' greatest rescues.
