Paw Patrol: Separate Ways

(S-2) Chapter 14 "Ties That Bind"

(Disclaimer: Mature Language)

As the dogs in the Den started off their part of their day handling business for Avery, a rather specific family in the High End district were busy in their own right. Three Terriers arrived in the kitchen of the home, each with their bowls being filled and hearing one of the owners on a phone call. The dogs chowed down and as they were eating, one of them looked at the other, noticing a scrape on their face.

"Hey, Harper? What's that on your face?" The Terrier asked as he got closer and held the pup's head in place to examine.

"I-it's nothing, dad." Harper lied as he got his father's paw off of him, his mother soon coming into the picture.

"Hendrix, honey, maybe it is nothing but it does raise the question, what happened?" The caring Terrier asked as both her and Hendrix stood side by side and waited for an answer.

"I wa-was chasing squirrel and I ran into a tree, I didn't see where I was going." Harper lied as his father gave him a doubtful look as did his mother.

"Well, whatever the case may be, I can assume that-." The female Terrier was cut off.

"Hey, Hendrix, Clara?" One of the owners called out as they got close to the three Terriers. "Gracie and I are heading to a politician's party to make a speech and need Clara to come with us to represent, the press is going to be there so we need to look our best." The owner explained as he placed his phone in his back pocket.

"Why not Hendrix, sir?" Clara asked, tilting her head.

"I think Hendrix just needs the rest, he's been to most of these and I think he could just sit one out, I trust him with my life." The owner smiled as he petted the pure bred Terrier, receiving a wag from him.

"I'm glad, sir." Hendrix smiled. "When are you expected to be leaving the premises?" The Terrier asked.

"In around two hours, you can start heading out to get groomed and such with Gracie, Clara." The owner smiled as he reached out to pet Harper, who stepped back in response.

"Roman! We can start heading out now, to make sure we don't arrive late!" Gracie yelled out from across the rooms. Roman sighed as he stood up.

"I love that woman but, Jesus, she drives me crazy sometimes. Come on, Clara." Roman gestured as the two followed him outside, with Hendrix motioning for his son to stay there and finish his food.

Roman and the two Terriers headed outside to meet up with Gracie, with her opening the passenger seat and enticing Clara to hop in with her, which the female Terrier did. The politician smiled as he turned back to Hendrix, kneeling down and petting him. "Anything happens, you call us, alright?"

"Yes, sir. You go enjoy your time, seems that lately, you've been stressing out over this upcoming election." Hendrix reminded as Roman chuckled.

"Nah, I just haven't advertised enough and with all the chaos going on downtown, I'll need to persuade the people that I'll do something about it." Roman stated as he stood up and walked over to the driver's side of the car, yelling out one last thing to the Terrier before leaving. "We'll most likely be back late! You remember how to operate the food canisters, right?"

"Yes, sir!" Hendrix nodded as the trio soon drove off, with him waving as Harper stepped outside. "You finished your-? Oh, thanks." Hendrix smiled as he grabbed his modified pup tag from his son's paws and shooed him away. Shortly, it started to ring as the Terrier quickly placed the tag on his neck, with it automatically latching itself on. The call was answered after some time and the voice on the other end confused the Terrier.

"This Remington? Hendrix Remington?" The voice asked through the pup tag.

"Who the hell is this?" The Terrier asked as his deep voice tried intimidating the caller on the other end.