Paw Patrol: A Runaway Pup

Chapter Two

Later, that afternoon, Ryder was preparing lunch for the pups. While that was happening, the pups went out to get their bowls. Marshall, however, couldn't stop his bowl from rolling and was busy chasing after it.

"Alright, lunch is ready! Wait, where's Marshall?" Ryder asked when he saw all the pups waiting, except for Marshall.

"Uhm, I think he's still chasing his food bowl," Rocky answered.

"Not again!" Chase looked at him, surprised.

Suddenly, they heard Marshall shouting out loud at them, still chasing after his bowl.

"Guys, watch out!"

"Whoa!" Chase yelped, as he and the other pups got out of the way.

"Careful, Marshall!" Skye yelled. But it was too late!

THUD!

Marshall crashes into Ryder and they both fall on the floor. But Marshall's food bowl finally stopped rolling in front of them.

"Sorry, Ryder..." Marshall apologized, with an abashed face.

"Hehe, it's okay, Marshall! At least your food bowl stopped rolling now," Ryder chuckled.

"I don't know why I can't stop my bowl from rolling away from me," Marshall sighed, with the abashed face still not leaving him.

"Don't worry, Marshall... You're all good! It was kind of funny seeing that," Skye assured.

"You think so?" Marshall asked.

"Of course! Besides, the Paw Patrol won't be the same without you either!" Rubble reassured. Marshall started to smile.

After all the pups had lunch, Marshall decided to be alone, to sort out things in his mind. Rocky notices this and tries to approach him, though, a bit hesitantly.

"Hey, Marshall!"

"Hi, Rocky," he replied, faking a smile.

"You doing alright?" Rocky asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I just wanna be alone, that's all," Marshall answered.

Rocky stares at him for a while, trying to find the frown that Marshall had earlier.

"Are you sure? You can tell me if you want to," Rocky said.

"No, I'm fine... Really," Marshall assured.

"Okay... Well, if you feel like tell-"

"Hey, Rocky? Can you help me over here? My winch is broken and it won't retract!" Chase yelled from a distance.

"Sorry, Marshall. I gotta go check on Chase," Rocky apologized, with a sigh.

"It's okay, Rocky! Go ahead, I'll be fine here," Marshall answered, assuringly.

Rocky left Marshall to go see what Chase needed. He walks to Chase, who is looking at something in his vehicle.

"What is it, Chase?"

"My winch isn't working, I don't know what's wrong. Can you help me?" Chase begged.

"Okay, sure... Let me see," Rocky replied, as he looked closely at the winch.

After a while, Rocky finally found the problem and found a solution for it as well.

"Aha! There's a knot tied on the cord. That's why it got stuck there. I'll untie it," Rocky said, trying to untie the cord with his claw, "There!"

"Thanks, Rocky!" Chase thanked him.

"You're welcome," Rocky answered, with a grin.

When Chase was about to walk away from Rocky, Rocky suddenly stopped him to ask a question.