They Grow Up Too Fast (Paw Patrol)

The Lookout Attack

Skye and Chase arrive at the lookout tower, adrenaline still pumping from their mission. Ryder immediately notices their urgency.

Ryder: "Whoa! Are you two okay? What happened?"

Chase: "Ryder! We found Orion. He's planning to destroy all the wildlife in Adventure Bay! The machine he's using isn't complete yet, but he's targeting us first!"

Ryder: "Whoa, easy, Chase. You're safe now. Did you say he's planning to kill all the wildlife? Why?"

Skye: "We don't know, Ryder. But from what we overheard, he wants to take us down first!"

Ryder: "Alright, pups, we'll come up with a plan soon. Wait... what's that sound?"

A faint mechanical whirring grows louder in the distance. Ryder peers out the window just as a helicopter approaches, trailing a plume of smoke. His eyes widen as he realizes it's a missile.

Ryder: "PUPS! GET DOWN!"

The missile hits, shattering the window and sending Ryder flying backward. The pups dive for cover as debris rains down.

Chase: "RYDER! NO!"

Chase rushes to Ryder, panic in his voice as he tries to wake him. Ryder is unconscious, and Chase fears the worst.

Chase: "No! No! No!"

Skye: "Chase, be careful!"

Before Chase can react, a large piece of debris falls toward him. Marshall leaps into action, pushing Chase out of harm's way just in time. The debris crashes to the floor, narrowly missing Ryder, who begins to stir.

Marshall: "Chase, are you okay?"

Chase: "Ryder! Help him, please!"

Tears stream down Chase's face as Ryder finally moves, groaning in pain. Skye rushes over, cradling Ryder as he starts to regain consciousness.

Skye: "Ryder! Get up!"

Ryder groans but manages to sit up. Chase hugs him tightly, relief washing over him.

Chase: "I thought you were gone! I'm so happy you're okay, Ryder."

Marshall: "Guys, this is touching and all, but that helicopter is getting closer. What do we do?"

*****

Meanwhile, Liberty sits by Zuma's side as he recovers from his injuries. Zuma stirs, his eyes fluttering open.

Zuma: "Oh? Hi, Libewty. This is, like, the fifth time you've been by my side this week. Is thewe somethin' you wanna tell me?"

Liberty blushes slightly but musters a response.

Liberty: "Well, I mean—kind of. You see, Zuma, I—"

A loud explosion cuts her off. Both turn toward the sound, startled.

Liberty: "You heard that too, right? I hope I'm not imagining things."

Zuma: "Yeah, what was that? I just woke up fwom a nice nap."

The noise of hurried footsteps echoes above them. Liberty catches a faint cry, unmistakably Chase's voice.

Liberty: "Chase? What's going on up there?"

Before they can process, Ryder and the pups burst into the medical bay, their expressions tense.

Liberty: "Hey! What's going—"

Ryder: "Not now, Liberty. I need you to get Zuma to safety. We have uninvited guests."

Liberty: "Uh, okay, Ryder. Got it!"

Liberty quickly wheels Zuma to a secluded area as Ryder gives instructions.

Ryder: "Rubble, turn off the lights. I can't believe I'm saying this, but... we need to fight."

The pups exchange uneasy glances but nod. Rubble flips the switch, plunging the room into darkness. They hold their positions, tense as the sound of heavy footsteps and radio chatter grows louder. Ten of Mr. Baker's goons enter the bay, their flashlights cutting through the dark.

Goon 1: "There's nothing here."

Goon 2: "What? No way those mutts got away."

Goon 5: "Spread out. Check every corner."

The Paw Patrol wait for their moment. A goon steps close to Chase's hiding spot. With a swift motion, Chase fires his net launcher, trapping the intruder.

Chase: "These paws uphold the laws! Breaking and entering is illegal!"

Hearing this, the other goons rush toward Chase's position, only for him to slip into the shadows. Skye ambushes another goon, using her jetpack to knock him to the ground.

Skye: "I usually save people, not fight them. Guess there's a first time for everything."

Rubble takes his turn, using his shovel to knock out a goon.

Rubble: "And I'm hungry!"

Rocky strikes another goon with his hammer.

Rocky: "This is for Zuma!"

Marshall confronts a goon looking for him.

Marshall: "Right behind you! Hiya!"

A well-placed Pup Fu kick sends the goon down. Marshall chuckles, flexing his leg.

Marshall: "Nice! Works like a charm again."

Everest sneaks up on a goon, biting his ankle and pulling him down.

Everest: "Guess he's out cold. Hehe. Good pun, right?"

Liberty faces a goon trying to attack her but dodges and counters with a kick to the face.

Liberty: "Nuh-uh! Take a dirt nap!"

Zuma grins from his stretcher.

Zuma: "Hehe, good hit. I didn't take you fow a fightin' pup."

Liberty: "We all have our secrets, Zuma."

The last three goons regroup, panicked in the dark.

Goon 9: "We're screwed, aren't we?"

Goon 10: "No kidding!"

Ryder, Chase, and Marshall launch a coordinated attack, swiftly incapacitating the remaining goons. As the dust settles, Ryder issues an urgent command.

Ryder: "Pups, we need to evacuate. Get to your vehicles and head to the docks!"

The team quickly retreats to their vehicles, racing toward the docks. There, they find a massive ship bearing the Paw Patrol logo.

Rocky: "Whoa! That's a big hunk of metal."

Ryder: "It's also our new home—and lookout tower. Come on, everyone. Let's go."

The pups board the ship, shaken by their first real fight but resolute. For the first time, they've fought to protect themselves, not just to save others. It's a sobering moment, but they know the battle isn't over yet. Liberty gently places Zuma in the ship's medical bay, her expression one of quiet determination.