Paw Patrol: Rescue Force

S1 E13: Pup Pup Goose! The Dalmatian And The Wolf Cub!

October 7th, 2029

"Not a goose... not a goose." Marshall sighed as he looked through the periscope.

"No luck, eh, Marshall?" Ben commented, giving the dalmatian a head scratch.

"Nope, but I'm sure they'll be here soon." Marshall responded, putting his eye back in the periscope.

Meanwhile, Alex, Rocky, and Rubble were building the nest for the geese. "The leaves from around the Lookout make a comfy nest for tired geese!" Rocky said.

"They'll be hungry too! They gonna be wanting food!" Alex growled happily, his tail wagging. He was excited at the idea of chasing the birdies.

"Alex, remember, we aren't chasing them. Anyways, I brought bread!" Rubble exclaimed, dumping his shovel full of bread into the nest.

"Bread! Perfect!" Rocky barked, wagging his tail.

Back at the Lookout, Marshall still wasn't seeing anything. "What about those?" Ryder asked, pointing to a group of geese flying in a V formation.

Marshall's eyes lit up when he saw them through the periscope. "YES! Geese! WOO WOO WOO WOO! The geese are coming!" Marshall shouted in excitement and joy.

In his excitement, he accidentally landed on the slide and slid backwards down it, before bouncing off his fire truck and landing in the nest. "The geese are coming!" Marshall told Rocky, Rubble, and Alex.

The wolf cub giggled. "We know!" He laughed.

The geese landed in the nest and began to eat the bread. "They like the nest you pups made!" Ryder complimented the pups' handiwork.

A small gosling waddled over to Skye's pupmobile. "Where are you going, silly goose?" Skye snickered.

The little bird chirped before scurrying over to a bucket left on the lawn and getting his head stuck in it. It managed to start rolling down the hill. "I got him!" Marshall promised.

It ended up with Marshall and the bucket rolling to the bottom of the hill. The pup came back with the yellow bird. "Nice work, Marshall!" Ryder praised.

"Marshall, you have a new BGFF!" Skye chuckled.

"A new what? BGFF?" Marshall asked in confusion.

"What's a... BGFF?" Alex wondered.

"It stands for Best Goose Friend Forever!" Skye cackled.

Everyone laughed at that. Fuzzy continued to hang out with Marshall, and Ben could tell that they were becoming really close. The dalmatian even slept together with Fuzzy, the name of the duckling. The next morning, Ben yawned as he woke up. As he and Ryder left the lookout after getting dressed and having breakfast, Marshall came running up to them with a worried expression on his muzzle. "Ryder, Ben! Fuzzy is gone. We have to find him before his flock leaves." Marshall cried out.

"Don't worry, Marshall! We'll get Fuzzy back in time for him to go with his flock." Ben reassured the dalmatian.

"That's right, Marshall. No job is too big, no pup is too small!" Ryder declared. Everyone was still in their puphouses, and Ben got in the elevator before Marshall. The spotted pup did a flip and bonked his tush into the walls before the lift started to ascend. The mechanical arms extended and dressed the pups in their uniforms, and then got to the top.

Ben and the pups stepped out of the elevator, standing at attention. Alex was rolling around on the ground, playing with a squeaky toy. "Pups, we have an emergency in our own backyard. Our geese friends have to migrate with the rest of their flock, but they're missing one little goose." Ryder explained, an animatic playing on the screen.