"So Chase, How's the Crime in Adventure Bay been treating you?" Everest questioned the German Shepherd as both Canine walked side by side on the sidewalk within the town, Chase shrugged in response to the Huskey with a short and sweet smile. "Well, it's up and down from time to time, At least I'm still alive, can't complain much" He said.
"I guess you're right, my head is absolutely killing me since last night" Everest rubbed the back of her head with her paw and grunted with a strong pain in her body, Chase in response held Everest back by her collar in case anything else failed on her. "I think we should get you to Katies soon if you're not feeling too good"
"For the love of Doggy Treats, First Marshall then you. I'm fine Chase, just gimme a few minutes to collect myself" Everest frustratingly barked at the German shepherd which surely caught him off guard, not only by her actions but by her choice of words as well. "What do you mean 'First Marshall then you'?" He questioned.
"Marshall has been on my tail recently ever since I've got hurt, He cares for me like I'm some newborn pup or something"
"I mean Cmon now, it's obvious why he's being that way towards you" Chase slyly leaned against the large thin glass of a corner store, His back legs crossed, and his front paws folded in a cunning manner. "Well, if it's so obvious then tell me" Everest exclaimed.
"I'm no snitch, you'll figure it out someday" Chase stated, throwing his head back against the glass and just relaxed under the shade of the cloth that Strung above the shops individually. "You know what, I'm no wuss, Next time I see him I'll ask him right away…Where is Marshall anyways?" She asked turning back to Police dog.
Chase shrugged the question proposed by Everest and just simply spat onto the sidewalk in a relaxed manner. "He said he was going to tag along with Rocky to go look at that Space pod thingy one more time."
He said before lifting his head up stepping back out into the sun. "On a serious note, that dog we found in the pod is absolutely bonkers" Everest claimed.
"Oh my Gosh"
"What, it's not like she's most sane person in this town" Everest proclaimed as she saw the German shepherd wide mouthed and stunned.
Chase didn't respond that the Husky's interpretation of his sudden lose for words. "Chase, what's wrong?" Everest asked before suddenly being tackled by the German shepherd.
"GET DOWN!" Chase yelled before he lunged at Everest for her to get out of the way, Everest falling to the ground a good distance away from where she was standing on her back.
Out of nowhere, A massive snowball rolled past the two at lightning speed, rolling and leaving bits of snow and sticks in it's path a white ball of force rolled in a straight line through Adventure Bay.
"Both the canines grunted as they impacted the ground and had their eyes trained on the giant snowball that just they just narrowly missed that quite possibly could have taken their lives.
"Woah, you…You save me" Everest thanked as Chase quickly got back onto his paws, knowing that danger came with duty.
"You're welcome, C'mon, it looked like it was heading for the beach side" Chase stated as he took off in the direction of disaster with Everest closely following behind.
Within moments reaching the beach side of the town and looking down the incline to see most of the snow was just a shell, in the middle revealed to be the space pod Laika had arrived in from the stars.
"Is that…The same ship from last night?" Everest pointed out as the heat proved too much for the snow, quickly melting off and falling to pieces as the Top of the craft was now rolled over onto its side, The Hatch just a few inches from the ground level.
Both etched closer to the craft as the Hatch that held it shut began to knock hard, the metal reverb echoed inside the pod as well as make a large thud from outside. Quick consecutive hits against the hatch before finally the hinges that held it in place gave way.
Suddenly busting open with Rocky coming out as first "FREEDOM!" He shouted as Marshall come second, stumbling out onto the hot sand as if he had one too many drinks, planting face first down to the ground, making Everest and Chase quite puzzle at what they were looking at exactly.
"Ummmm, How and Why?" Everest uttered, her brain couldn't even mince words to ask a full question to what she was seeing. "Marshall and I got stuck in the capsule and we just rolled down Mountain, we're okay but I think Marshall is a bit messed up after that" Rocky stated as he referred to Marshall, who was too busy having a field day in the sandy terrain.
"But we have no time for this, We need to get over to Katie asap to tell her the news about that space dog?" Rocky ran off as Chase followed behind right beside the mixed breed. Kicking up sand with their sudden speed, Everest also tagging along but at the same time dragging the Dalmatian as his brain was currently the equivalent of a bowl of mashed potatoes.
"News about what?" Chase asked as both ran at full speed. "I'll explain on the way, but in short answer, she is who she says she is" Rocky replied. "Tell Ryder to meet us at Katies and bring the entire team as well" Rocky ordered to his colleague in the justice, but to retrieve an unfortunate answer. "Ryder is already at Katie's" Chase responded.
"Then we need to hurry, Marshall don't lag behind!" Rocky shouted at the back of himself quickly seeing the Dalmatian half-conscious and dragged along the smooth sidewalk by Everest.
"That works too I guess" Rocky rolled his eyes.
Just a good distance away from where Rocky and the others were racing to their position. Ryder and other canines of Paw patrol casually walked up to Katie's veterinarian building. Ryder didn't see this as much of an issue for him to check up on Katie and the dog he left her with, however that didn't mean there wasn't some risk.
"Alright remember, saying this dog has a short fuse is understatement. So get ready, What you're about to witness is one of the most heinous, foul mouthed and Violent dogs you have ever seen in your life" Ryder proclaimed with a serious passion as he turned around to face Zuma and Rubble. First placing his hand on the handle of the front door.
"Worse than Wubble when he's hungry?" Zuma raised his hand as if he was in class and had something important to say, but more offensive than crucial than anything else. "Yeah, you got it" Ryder said. "Hey, wait a second!" Rubble protested to such a comparison.
"Alright, get ready" Ryder said before twisting his wrist on the doorknob and pushing the door open, stepping inside like a SWAT Officer ready to clear a building. Whatever emotion he felt before pressing forward before the door suddenly left his body. As in front of him he saw quite the site.
What laid in front of them was the space dog, not in her usually violent self, but more calm and collect. More caring than anything else as she was observed nurturing a wounded bunny back to health. The little woodland critter wrapped in a small flower covered blank as the Mixed breed held a small bottle over its head with its bottom raised up inclined.
Bright white milk inside, a relaxing warm texture that the bunny silently enjoyed, Laika held her head up high with her eyes closed as well, not so much to ignore the bunny she was aiding, but more of in a relaxed state. Perfect harmony suddenly as her nose began to twitch with sniffs and snarls. Her eyes shooting open to recall such a familiar delicious smell.
"Laika, Hot and Ready pizza coming your way" Katie shouted out as she in came with a wide large plate, Large pepperoni and thick cheesy goodness spread out perfectly for two to enjoy, But even Katie knew Laika was going to take the majority and no one on the face of the Earth was going to tell her otherwise.
Laika tapped her back paws in an urgent manner against the floor, Knowing it was out of the question to drop the poor bunny to lunge for her own slices. Katie reached out and gently grabbed the bunny, taking the load off Laika's responsibilities for just a moment before as predicted, Laika jumped at the large plate and started her conquest of devouring the pizza.
"Огромное спасибо (Thank you so much) Katie, you're one American I can really rely on sometimes" Laika responded with a smile and face dripping with cheese. "I don't know what you said there, but it sounded really nice" Katie pointed out with a thumbs up.
"Ugh Ryder, I think we both different definitions of 'Violent' and 'Foul Mouthed'" Rubble said as all three stood at the dog. They all in union looked in shock as the door that they could have sworn they saw last night promising to kill everyone that opposed her, was as gentle as a butterfly and as graceful as a flower.
"Oh Ryder, I'm so glad you're here to see the new and…. mostly improved Laika" Katie threw her palms out toward the mixed breed who honestly couldn't give a damn about what she was trying to proclaim about her, The pizza was her priority, But still looking up at Ryder and the others canines with a greasy dripping smile.
"Well…She is not threatening us in Russian, So I'd say it's a Job well done. Thanks Katie" Ryder raised his palm up to the friend, inviting her in for a high five. Katie slapping her palm against the Leader's own before suddenly grabbing him by his red, white and blue hoodie and pull him away from the small crowd of other dogs.
"Ryder, I did my best with her, Shes nice and all, But that whole thing about her being Anti pretty much everything American, Its still there" Katie specified, thinking it was a big problem that Ryder would surely test her one.
"Its okay, People have different opinions about different things. By the looks of it, if she changed her mind about Pizza, She'll change her own mind about other things" Ryder stated with a simple shrug before Katie continued.
"That and her believing she's really from the freaking Soviet Union, It got humorous the first few times, but I really think she's something more than mental at this point" She said, turning back to Laika who already finished her Italian cuisine. No crumb left behind.
"Oh you're trying to Challenge me?!" Rubble stepped forward, taking the missing pizza violent disappearance sure as a threat to his own eating ego. "Wubble, calm down bwo, not evewything is an eating challenge" Zuma tried to get his words through to the English Bulldog's thick skull that not everything has to be so competitive when it came to stuff like this.
"STOP, SHES TELLING THE TRUTH" A voice emerged from the dog of the veterinarian. Along with Chase, Everest and a now fully conscious Marshall who came to the 'sort of' rescue. "Commie what?" Ryder repeated for a clearer statement.
"Ryder, the dog we found and rescued last night, she's not crazy, she's telling the truth about who she is and where she's from" The mixed breed pointed his paw directly to the other mongrel dog in the room.
"Its true, Rocky explained it to us when we were running over here, She's from the Soviet Union, and Rocky has a pretty convincing theory how" Chase claimed, nudging his Green friend to step up and speak for himself. "That's right, it's pretty complex but I think I have it all rounded down" He replied.
"I'm going to need a big white board, a marker….and about 2 hours of your time, Maybe about 3 Hours for Marshall to understand"
"Yeah…Wait what?" The Dalmatian threw a glance at Rocky, getting such a back handed insult but can't help but agree in the end, He knew he wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed himself.
"Cmon Cmon Cmon, I can't wait out in this damn dirt forever, He couldn't have picked a worse spot to meet up at!" The Orange Feline frustratingly shouted out; it wasn't like there was anyone that could hear him either way. Out he was in the middle of nowhere, A dead field to his right with dried up crops and a large old barn right behind him. Cobwebs and hollowed out wooden adding feature to the whole infrastructure.
He sat there kicking his paws Back and forth in dust in what seemed like a dozen minutes at a time before off yonder came as an SUV came strolling up the unpolished path.
Black in colour all around, even the windshield as dark as everything but light enough for it not to be a safety hazard for the driver.
The vehicle pulling up close to the orange cat, as man came out in formal appearance, suit and tie and dark aviators to cover the eyes. "Oh wow, Black SUV with a suit and tie, so original" The cat sarcastically said.
"State yourself" The man ordered with his arms crossed in front of him, such words ticking off the impatient feline. "Are you kidding me, you know who I am, who else would wait out in this fuckin dirt and sun for over 2 hours?"
"Just follow the code of conduct, State yourself" he said, The feline rolled his eyes knowing deep down he had enough of this formal stuff sometimes. Some days it's cool, and some days you just want to blow your own head off.
The cat moved his paw to his collar, flipping a part of it inside out to reveal a small golden pin. A familiar Government crest with a federal insignia.
"Special Agent Pebbles of the American Central Intelligence Agency, Report Order from Langley HQ, Son of Honoured Senior Special Agent Brisco, You happy now?" He spoke. "I'm never Happy, show me what you got" He ordered.
The Cat now known as Pebbles, detaching his metal small metal disk from his collar disguised as just a simple false name and phony phone-number to have it hover to the fellow Special Agent. "Anything to report so far?"
"I was apprehended last night by Paw Patrol and taken to some Veterinarian, it was easy to escape though. So far everyone else on the street just sees me as a little kitty so in terms of my cover. Yeah, I'm well locked in that field."
"You've gotten Sloppy Pebbles, you're supposed to be unsuspected and unseen. You want to be just like your Granddad, so this is your chance prove it to rest of the Higher Ups in the CIA" He said, reaching into his Pants pocket to pull out a small handle held device, placing it right in front of the small for the small device to emit an array of green strings of light.
"Am I to believe Paw Patrol is going to prove a challenge to you?"
"Doubt it, They're more of an Obstacle to me than a Challenge, I'll have Laika tied up in a knot and shipped off Guantanamo Bay when we get the Special Ops guys in here" Pebbles stated just as the small device the Agent had used to scan his hidden camera began to beep. "It's not enough."
"What do you mean?"
"The Pictures are good, But its insufficient. You know the CIA wants Hard evidence to prove this dog is really who she says she is. Your mission doesn't change, gather more intel on her and if she's involving herself with Paw Patrol, Gather more Intel on them too." Handing the Feline back the small disk, Pebbles grabbing it back in frustration.
"I've gotten Pictures and even Video recording, What else do you want?" Pebbles questioned.
"Physical Evidence, Scavenge the craft she came in for anything hard hitting. Also, Audio evidence as well. Slip a wire on someone close to her to listen on everything if you must" He suggested, as he motioned for the cat to follow him to the back of the dark SUV.
Reaching under the small gap at the trunk of the car and pulling the lift up forward, Reaching a large duffle bag and pulling it toward him from the strap. "Inside this bag is all the gear and equipment you're going to need for this mission" He stated, extending his arm out to Pebbles for him to take the large sack.
"I understand, What's in here?" Pebbles asked, placing down the bag and grabbing the zipper to reveal insides. "Standard stuff; Audio Jammers and Hidden Microphones, Microscopes equipped with Thermal and Night vision seeing, Controlled Poison Substances both in Pills and Liquid form and above all a Silenced Sidearm just in case if worse comes to worse"
"Understood, So where my Base of Operations?"
"You're looking at it" He said, pointed back to the old worn down barn that they were both ordered to meet at. "You've got be shitting me" Pebbles unfortunately sighed.
"Unfortunately I'm not shitting you, You've out of your mind if you think you're going to be staying in some five star hotel in Adventure City as your Base of Operations" He said, walking back to the driver side of this Vehicle.
Pebbles sighed as he saw the Headlights of the SUV light up behind him, illuminating his backside as the front of the barn. Turning around to the Agent reverse and turning to the side, suddenly also rolling down his window to give a final message to the Feline special agent.
"Goodluck Agent, you're going to need it" He said, shooting the Special Agent a small salute just to see Pebbles shoot back a similar salute with a dedicated expression across his face from whisker to whisker. The Agent rolling up his dark tinted window and finally driving off into the distance back down the dirt road.