Casey's Adventures Book 1: Casey Joins The PAW Patrol

Chapter 3: Solving The Problem

After we all got back, and Rocky transformed back into His Canine Form, we went into the command area. "Hey, Casey, about your little problem," Ryder said to me. "Do you want some help with it?" He asked, concerned. "There is no healing the damage done to me." I started to answer, only to be cutoff. "I wasn't offering healing, I was offering a solution." Ryder said. "Rocky, Casey has a bladder problem, I think the damage might be total, do you have anything that might help?" Rocky looked concerned at me, "I think I have some training pads, I guess Casey can sleep on those." He said, walking out of the command area "I think I might have something." Chase and Marshall said in unison, running out of the command area. "Okay, Ryder, what is your solution?" I asked. Then, Chase, Marshall, and Rocky came back into the command area, each carrying a package of some kind. "Chase, why do you even have those?" The Pup in yellow leathers asked. "Chase doesn't have to answer that if He doesn't want to, Rubble." Ryder said angrily to Rubble, pulling something out of each of the packages. "Casey, these are called diapers, they're the solution I was talking about." Ryder explains to me. "How about we get one on you, huh?"

I looked at the diapers Ryder was holding, the diaper in his left hand was one pulled from Marshall's package, it was white as the snow, save for two faint, blue lines running up and down along its length. In his right hand was one pulled from Chase's package, it was entirely pink, save for Skye's symbol on the back. I pondered my options, while Rocky laid out a training pad. "I'm not sure which one to pick, I guess I'll wear the pink one." I said. "Alright, lay down on your back." Ryder said to me, gently.

I got onto the training pad, and laid on my back. Ryder pulled a white container of some kind out of the package Chase had brought. He opened the diaper, put it under my back legs, poured the contents on the odd container over the covered area, pushed the front, and sides of the diaper between my back legs, and taped it shut. "Alright, you can stand up now, Casey." Ryder said. "How does it feel?" He asked me. "Its very soft." I said honestly. "Well, do like it, Casey?" Chase asked me. "If Ryder's right, I'm in no condition to object." I replied. "Wyder, what's going on?" The Orange Pup finally spoke up, and asked. "Well, Zuma, Everyone, I'd like you to meet Rocky's twin brother, Casey." Everyone but Rocky and I gasped. "Rocky has a brother, why didn't you tell us?" They all said in unison. "I was under orders not to, but here he is," Ryder says honestly. "With nowhere else to go, so he'll be living with us at the Lookout, effective immediately."

"Any objections?" Ryder asked everyone. "NO OBJECTIONS, RYDER, SIR!" Everyone answered, loudly. "Ah, ow, too loud." I complained, covering my ears. "Casey, are you okay?" Marshall asked me, concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine," I answer honestly. "Your hearing tends to get a bit sensitive, when every sound you hear is either food, or a fight." The Pups looked at me, fear in their eyes. "I-I-If that's true, then why do you trust us?!" Skye asked, scared. Chase and Marshall looked at each other, then at Ryder. "Because, Ryder is a Werewolf, too." Chase said, uncertain.