PAW Patrol: One-Shots!

Camping Trip

It was an early, brisk morning in September for the PAW Patrol. Ryder was up in the lookout, taking a sip out of his hot cocoa mug, as the warm vapors from the drink met his face.

"Mornin' Ryder, sir," Chase said as hs sat down beside him. "Any plans today?"

Ryder pet the german german german shepard on the head. "Get the other pups, because I have an announcement!" He declared.

A few minutes later, all the pups were up, and were ready to listen to Ryder's announcement.

"Get your bags ready, pups, because we're going camping!" he said with a smile.

All the pups cheered. Camping! They all got their essentials and met up with Ryder in the Paw Patroller.

"Um, Marshall, why is your bag so large?" Rubble asked.

"Because I packed all my stuff!" he said proudly.

"Marshall, we're not moving," laughed Chase. Marshall oopsed and went to unload some of the stuff he packed.

After a few minutes, Marshall returned, this time, with an emptier bag. "All better," said Marshall with a smile.

Ryder went behind the wheel, and started driving. "Next stop, the woods!"

The drive was a few hours long. It was first a quick, swift drive through the city, then a ride through the green wilderness. They passed by the pet shop, City Hall, the market, the barn, and finally Jake's mountain.

To kill time, the pups decided to play games. They started off with I Spy.

"Ooh, me first!" Marshall said, wagging his small tail. "I spy with my little eye, something that is . . . Brown!"

Hmm, thought the others. Suddenly, Chase had it. "Ooh! My fur!"

"Nope," snickered Marshall, "but you're close!"

"Oh! Oh! Me! Me!" Rubble exclaimed.

"Yeah, what do you it is?" replied Marshall, hastily.

"I just said it! Me!" laughed Rubble. Marshall shook his head, and the others laughed.

THAT'S RACIST!

WELL, IF IT WASN'T ME, MAYBE IT'S WHAT'S GONNA COME OUT OF ME!!

"Okay, we had a good laugh, but seriously, what is it?" asked Chase.

"It's your eyes," said Marshall dreamily.

THAT'S EYE-CIST!

Skye saw Marshall's heart eyes, and warned him to stay away from Chase by barking out a light yip.

Marshall ignored the warning sign, and kept staring at the police pup. They continued playing like this for a while.

Suddenly, the Paw Patroller screeched to a halt, and Ryder got up and lifted the door in the back of the vehicle. "We're here pups!"

The pups all got out and started running around, horseplaying. Rubble was digging his bone using his shovel, Marshall was blasting his water cannon at Skye, while Chase was launching tennis balls at him. Skye flew over Marshall and tackled him to the ground. Marshall forgot to put away his water cannons, and they started spraying all over Ryder, who was trying to set up the tents.

"That's enough!" Ryder yelled, being a bit frantic. "Everyone, hand over your pup-packs! NOW!" He said in a stern voice.

Everyone handed their pup packs to Ryder, who confiscated them and put them away.

"The reason we came on this trip is to connect to nature, and disconnect from technology," he said a bit more calmly. "Look around you all, isn't nature just beautiful?"