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GENERAL CHAPTER
Blas wiped the sweat from his brow as he tightened the last bolt on the motorcycle engine. The sun beat down on Adventure Bay, casting long shadows across the workshop where Blas, the former Phoenix Gang member turned mechanic pup of the PAW Patrol, plied his trade. It had been a busy day, with repairs stacking up faster than he could handle them, but as he stood back to admire his handiwork, a sense of satisfaction washed over him.
Just as he was about to step away from the bike, a voice called out from the doorway, breaking his concentration.
"Hey, Blas! Long time no see!"
Blas looked up to see three figures standing in the doorway. His heart sank as he recognized them: Gasket, his cousin, and two of his former gang members, Dwayne and Hubcap. They were the last people he expected to see in Adventure Bay, let alone in his workshop.
"What are you three doing here?" Blas asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Gasket stepped forward, a sly grin spreading across her face. "We heard you were in town, so we thought we'd come by and say hello."
Blas narrowed his eyes. He knew Gasket too well to believe her innocent act. She was always up to something, and he had a feeling this visit was no exception.
"What do you want?" Blas asked, crossing his arms defensively.
Gasket shrugged, her grin never faltering. "Just thought we'd catch up, see how you're doing. Maybe talk about old times."
Blas shook his head. "I don't have time for this. I've moved on from that life."
Dwayne stepped forward, his expression serious. "Come on, Blas. You were the best of us. We could use someone like you again."
Blas sighed, running a hand through his fur. He had spent years trying to leave his past behind him, but it seemed like it always had a way of catching up to him.
"I'm not interested," Blas said firmly. "I have a good thing going here in Adventure Bay. I'm not going to throw it all away for some petty crimes."
Gasket's grin faded, replaced by a look of anger. "You used to be cool, Blas. What happened to you?"
Blas bristled at her words. He knew Gasket was just trying to get under his skin, but it still hurt to hear her say them.
"What happened to me is that I grew up," Blas snapped. "I realized there's more to life than running around causing trouble."
Gasket scowled, her temper flaring. "Fine, if that's how you feel. But don't expect us to stick around and watch you waste your life away in this boring little town."
