Shattered

"Words." (Chapter 2)

Marshall's P.O.V.

I was assigned by Ryder to rescue Mayor Goodway's chicken, which is common to most of our emergencies. I sighed in an upset matter, why are you not focusing on your chicken companion?

Anyhow, I slide down the slide and sits to my puphouse which turned into a firetruck after I barked two times, and quickly put the metal into the pedal.

Ryder's P.O.V.

Skye and Marshall are now at their personal vehicles, and quickly drove towards the mountain where the Mayor of Adventure Bay is, including her chicken.

We stopped at where the Mayor is. "Oh, thank goodness you're here, Paw Patrol." The Mayor said it in a panic tone. I looked down to see Chickeletta is stranded on a tree stump, halfway to the side of the road. Luckily, Marshall get there in time. I took my puppad into my pocket and called Marshall. "Marshall, see if you can reach it with your ladder."
"On it!" Marshall answered.

Marshall's P.O.V.

"Marshall, see if you can reach it with your ladder." "On it!" I answered as Ryder ends call with me. "Arf! Ladder!" The ladder reaches its max, this can't be good. "Uh, Ryder.. my ladder is not high enough to reach her." I called. "Hmm, try reaching her with your paw." I climbed into the ladder which is short enough to reach for Chickeletta.

"Come on, Chickaletta. Take my paw." She just clucked. Maybe she wanted to stranded herself or something (💀). "Ryder, I can't reach her either of my paw." Suddenly, a gush of wind passed by, windy, to called it. It was so strong that I couldn't hold to my ladder that much. More gush of wind came by and then I fell down with my butt stick on it. Ouch.

Ryder's P.O.V.

The gush of the winds passed by to my palm and also to my face. It was so strong that I cover my face, including the Mayor herself. "What's with the winds? Did the weather change or something?" Suddenly, my puppad ringed and it was Skye.

"Ryder, there's a storm coming, and the winds are too strong. We need to save Chickeletta right now!" "Thanks for the info, Skye. Marshall can't reach the chicken. So, I need you to use your harness to take her. Put it on Marshall's truck and then get out of here. I can sense that the storm is now getting closer towards the mountain." I commanded and warned her. "You got it, Ryder! Over and out!"

Skye's P.O.V.

I was above Chickeletta. I barked out my harness and lowering it for the chicken to ride on. "Come on, Chickeletta, you need to get out of there. The storm is about to be here in any minute!" But to my suprise, she clucked and jumped on the harness. "Yes! Marshall, here's your passenger!" I lowered it towards Marshall to his fire truck. "Thanks, Skye!" He thanked me and then drive back to town. "Hey, Ryder. The chicken is now on board with Marshall."

"Great, Skye. Now go to the City Hall, we will meet there." Ryder then ends the call. Now I gotta get out of here!" I flew as fast as I can to avoid this storm.

No one's P.O.V

As they arrived at the City Hall, a liquid dropped in the city, it was starting to rain. So Ryder, Skye and Marshall decided to stay with Mayor Goodway until this is over.

On the other side, 4 pups were worried about their team out there in this storm. One of them was worried much more about them, it's their co-leader, Chase.

He was worried about Ryder and Skye's safety, but more importantly, he was worried about his crush's safety. Chase had a crush on the dally, Marshall since Ryder took him with unconscious body. It was like.. Love at First Sight, seeing the unconscious body of the dally. At that day, they've became best friends and get to know the other pups as well, and include Marshall to be a part of Paw Patrol.

So yeah, I guess that's the reason. :')

Anyways, one of them started speaking. "Dude, do you think the three of them are safe? Despite of this storm?" The Labrador was speaking, named Zuma. "I-I think so.." the shepherd has his worried tone. They looked at the window at the top of the lookout. "This storm is very unexpected. It was still the ray of sunshine before." The bulldog by the name of Rubble stated.

"Quite the suprise, though. Capt. Turbot usually informed Ryder and also us that you know, storm event on what will happen." The mix-breed, named Rocky, stated.

Oh, I hope you all are ok. Especially u, Marshall. The shepherd thought, looking into their beloved town.

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"This storm is so strong. I don't think it will stop tonight." The boy looked over outside City Hall, worryied about this storm.

Hours have passed and the storm hasn't stopped, not until the morning rises. The storm had stopped but it leaves a mess, all trash are now everywhere. Ryder and the two pups quickly going towards to the lookout tower.

When they get there, all the leaves and toys are everywhere. "Oh no, the storm leaves nothing but a mess!" The cockapoo cried. They instantly parked their vehicles into their own spot and turns into a puphouse. Marshall got out of his truck and looks around the place.

"Dang, the lookout needs some cleaning." Not focusing on where he is going, he hops on the bulldog's board and starts rolling. "Woah, WOAH!" The dally screamed loudly. The board stops but it flew high. And that's not the worse part, the board was landed first, but Marshall accidentally broke it because he landed on the bulldog's board too much.

"What's with all that crashing sound?" Ryder looked at Marshall and looked at the bulldog's board who broke into half. "Oh no, Rubble is gonna get mad for sure!" The dally widen his eyes, he tried to fix it, but it was too late. The bulldog saw his own board, tore into half and looked at the dally. Became furious, the bulldog runs into Marshall with a mad face.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BOARD, MARSHALL!?"
Rubble shouted at him. "R-rubble, it was an accident, I was supposed to fix it—" the bulldog interrupted him. "FIX IT!? MARSHALL, YOU ARE NOT A FIX-IT PUP! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY HOURS IT IS TO MAKE A NEW ONE!?" Rubble's blood was now boiling, making Marshall's ears go down on how he broke the bulldog's board.

"Heck, it must be clumsiness. AND THEY GOT MUCH WORSE!" Marshall's eyes widened. His clumsiness is now getting worse? "Yeah, Marshall, ever since we have some complicated rescues, your clumsiness started to become worse and worse." The mix-breed added. "I hate to say this, but.. I agree with the two, Marshall. The crashes when we are on the elevator, it was worse than the first time." The lab also added.

Marshall could feel the guilt onto his body, heck doesn't even said anything. "Pups, that's what he is, a clumsy one, but he determined to help people." The boy stated, defending Marshall. the dally was now at the brink of tears, ready to flow not until he says this..

"Ryder, you don't need to defend me. I...I truly understand on how they felt about me. And thank you guys.. you all just said the truth on how you felt.. I understand it, but sometimes.. I was born with clumsiness, you should enter the background of mine before you shout at me and say something negative towards me."

Chase and Skye are besides the dally, looking at him makes the two sad for him. "You guys just make this thing, even worse—" he was interrupted by the dally. "Chase, don't.. please." He smiled at them but turns around to go back to his puphouse.

"Why would you do that, Rubble? Despite being the youngest out all of us?" Skye has her upset tone to the bulldog. "You should be ashamed of yourselves! Marshall may be clumsy but he is a Paw Patrol pup! He even teaches you three on how to do some stuffs that you don't know! Ugh!! I HATE YOU ALL!!" Skye let her anger out of her and walks away. Chase sighed and looked at the three. "You can't take those words back, guys. After all, you just.. bad." The shepherd turned around and follows Skye.