Paw patrol: Glory and Thrill

Chapter 1

Hey everyone, so this is the second part to procrastinated. I want this one to be clearly better. I'm going to try my best to stick to 3k words per chapter. I know word count doesn't equal quality but I want to test myself. I don't have a hard time with 2k words per chapter plus I'm holding for 11-13chapters. In between I'll probably do some tweaks to can't catch a break in between. Anyways hope you enjoy.
3:45 AM
A certain husky stretched her legs and took in the cool bay breeze. She turned onto her back to get some air. Her head dropped over to her left and read the clock. "shit" she mumbled under her breath.
She shot up and ran over to a duffel bag, pup pack, and a mask.

1 month prior
Gasket laid down on a dark blue dog bed. She was on her back looking at the ceiling of a small hotel room. A short, but fit man walked into the room. He had a cigarette in his mouth, a gun on his right in a holster, and a noticeable leather jacket. "Henry right?" Gasket asked as she stood up.
He didn't reply. He just gave a nod.
"Cool, I'm assuming you're in here because you want money. So here's the dealio my... homio. You get me a duffle bad and pup pack and I'll go rob adventure bay bank. If I die, you can peel this..." Gasket held up the small blue diamond trying to persuade him to agree. She continued "you can peel this off my dead body." Gasket finished.
"Done, I want 30% of what you got."
"Slow it down there cowboy. I also want your services in the future." Gasket added.
"Fine. I might have some clean duffle bags." Henry said as he starts to walk out.
"Why would they be dirty?" Gasket asked curiously. She didn't have any other answer in why... then it hit her. "You're a hitman right?"
He nodded.
"I don't wanna know the answer." She nervously chuckled.

BEEP BEEEP BEEP
Zuma groaned as he rolls over to slap his alarm clock. He slid open his door walked outside. Morning daylight is bright enough to lead him around the lookout without turning the lights on.
He walks up to the sink and turns the faucet on and dips his head under the water for 2 seconds before regretting his decision. Feeling wide awake he shakes his head. His paw searches for a towel or rag to dry his face off.
He walked out letting the door hang there. It let out a reasonably loud bang causing him to pick up the pace and start to run across the bridge hoping to avoid and a confrontation with the pups.

Gasket looks through windows with two other pups on her side. "So, are we gonna run in when on of them opens that gate? We only have enough explosives to blow the vault." One of them said.
Gasket gave it a quick run over. "Whatever. It'll bring the cops." She smiled.
"Every time we do this you always want the cops here. Why?" The second one said.
They all noticed a security guard walking around with a key card. "Let's go." Sylvia ordered.
They put on their masks and ran in.
They shot some warning shots into the air. "IF YOU WANT TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY GET ON THE GROUND!" One of them yelled.
Gasket and the other dog pointed their guns at the security guard. "Give me the cars and drop your gun. Don't make me peel it of your dead body." Gasket threatened.
He instantly dropped his gun and handed them the card. They sprinted over to the gate and ran downstairs.
"Hurry up, once this thing blows cops will show up." A Rottweiler said as he placed the charges on the edges of the vault. Sylvia prepared herself. She had her duffel bag and paws ready.
They slowly started to heat up. "What are we waiti-
The charges exploded leaving smoke everywhere. They both started to cough. "Did it *cough* work?" Gasket asked.
A loud thud could be heard. Seconds after the bank alarms went off. The smoke started to spread out more making it easier to see.
Gasket sprinted inside. There was one good pile of cash sitting on top of a table. She left the duffel bag at the edge of the table on the floor then jumped on top of the table and started to push it into the bag.
She pushed off the extra cash that didn't fit and zipped it up.
"Let's go!" Gasket yelled.

"Ella!" Zuma called out. He looked around the beach and she was nowhere to be seen. "Dang she blends in with the sand." Zuma mumbled.
Zuma jumped.
"What?" Ella asked from behind.
Zuma let out a sigh of relief. "You scawed me" he chuckled.
"I brought some snacks." Ella said as she runs towards the pier. Zuma followed but he wasn't gaining at all. They ended up going to the bottom of it.
Zuma looked at the pile of food. "Popcorn?" Zuma asked.
"Yeah, it's already popped. Just cold." Ella innocently smiled.
Zuma shrugged at the thought of cold popcorn. There were all kinds of food. "So we just gonna sit hewe and eat?" Zuma asked.
"There are some surf boards up top of you wanna surf after." Ella suggested.
Zuma instantly nodded. Surfing is one of, if not his favorite thing to do in his past time.