Pups Save the Puppets: Dawning Horror
Duke William of
I really need to finish my quests. :V
- Pronouns
- He/Him
July 22, 2015: Adventure Bay, California
The sun began to rise over Adventure Bay, signalling the dawn of a new day and new opportunities. The early birds began to chirp as a light summer breeze swept over Adventure Bay, with people slowly beginning to wake up and prepare for the day ahead of them. Adults sighed and gathered themselves up for anothet day of work. Children slept in, happily dreaming of how to make the most out of summer break.
And the Puppeteer...
Well, you'll see soon enough.
View: https://youtu.be/eiDirluCAUY
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"Ahhh." Captain Turbot exclaimed in satisfaction as he walked down the lighthouse stairs, ready to leave Seal Island for the mainland. "What a wonderful way to start this waking morning!"
Creaking his neck, Captain Turbot was eager to get a good day's sleep after vigilantly keeping watch in the lighthouse all night. A nice warm shower before flopping onto a fluffy futon was just what he neede-
Whoooosh...
Captain Turbot stopped dead in his tracks, craning his neck to listen to the sudden gush of wind.
Whoooosh...
"Whoa." He muttered. "Those big, biliious breezes that just blew by did not sound natural at all. I'd better beat it back to the Bay."
Hastening his steps, Captain Turbot quickly made it to the bottom of the lighthouse. Letting out a content sigh and adjusting his glasses, he opened the door and stepped outside.
And walked right into a magic wand pointed at his face.
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
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"Good morning, Cali." Katie greeted her beloved cat as she went over the pet salon's supplies, checking off a list as she went by.
"Meow." Cali simply purred in response before curling up into a ball.
Katie giggled.
"Alright, so that's the cleaning supplies done. Now, time to check the pet food. Let's see..."
Katie carefully went over what pet food the salon had, noting that they'd run out of turtle and lizard food. After checking twice, as well as throwing out some out-of-date food, Katie then moved on to-
"Mreow?"
"What is it, Cali?"
Katie turned to see a confused Cali pawing at the automatic front doo-wait a minute.
"That's not right." Katie mumbled as she approached the front door, trying to wave it open twice. "It should be opening on its own right now."
That was going to be a problem. Katie quickly did the mental math and groaned when she realized how much money she'd probably have to spend on getting some new doors.
"Ugh, this is going to put a damper on my finances. I'd ask Ryder if he could help, but it's not like this is a serious emergency. Besides, he's probably too busy to help..."
Squueeaak.
"Besides, those poor pups have been so overworked the past month with all those jobs! I should be trying to help them relax, not create more work for them-"
"Hiss!!"
"Cali?! What's-"
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
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"What's up, y'all! It's Daring Danny X, back with another daring stun-no, no, that's not going to work. I need a cool name for my amazing fans..." Danny, eyebags drooping, impatiently tapped a pen against his deck, trying to come up with the coolest name for his loyal fans.
Tap, tap, tap...
"What about... the Radicals! No, that won't work. Dare Gang? Nah, doesn't sound right. Daring Danny's? Far, far too narcissistic. Think, Danny, think!"
...
...
...Slam!
"I've got it!" Danny exclaimed as he stood up, slamming his palm against the table. "Team X-treme. It's perfect! Now, gotta set the camera up again. Just gotta adjust it a little-"
Ding!
"Ohp, better get that first." Danny placed the camera down before running downstairs, leaving it still running.
Stomp, stomp, stomp.
"Hello? Who's-"
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
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Edmund shoved the remaining egg salad sandwich into his mouth and sloppily chewed, licking his fingers as he swallowed the last of his early breakfast.
Rubbing his hands on his overalls, Edmund slammed his lunchbox shut and stood up. He had a train to drive in about an hour, so if he hurried, he could take a nice, quick shower before-
Clink! Clank!
Startled, Edmund nearly tripped on his feet but regained his footing before turning around to look a nearby pile of scrap.
Clank!
Shoot, a wild animal must have gotten stuck in the pile. Poor thing.
Resigning himself to missing his shower, Edmund placed his lunchbox down on the ground and slowly approached the scrap, trying to not startle the poor creature.
"Alright, little guy." He cooed as non-gruffly as he could. "Don't worry, I ain't going to hurt you. I just need to-"
Something poked into his back, and before he could turn arou-
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
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Looking over the city from the Lookout's balcony, Ryder, still in his pajamas, yawned long and slowly, then yawned again. Stretching and twisting his body, letting some of his joints pop a little, Ryder smiled softly. Despite everything that had happened over the past year, especially the Puppeteer and her... shenanigans, the Paw Patrol had not broken under the pressure. In fact, it had risen to newer heights, with five new members and even greater support from the people than ever before.
He'd been receiving calls from the governor of California on receiving official government funding, as well as messages from other state governors expressing interest in opening their own branches of the Paw Patrol.
To think that the once daydream of a little boy, an international organization dedicated to serving the people made up mostly of dogs, was now becoming closer and closer to staunch reality. And it was all thanks to every single one of his many, many good pups.
Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Skye, Everest, Tracker, Tundra, Remedy, Sylvia, Jaeger, Merlin...
Merlin.
Thinking of the Pembroke Welsh Corgi, a small frown appeared on Ryder's face. Merlin was an extremely talented wizard, there was no doubt about that. But his ego and stubborn personality had not endeared him that much to either the public or his teammates. His dismissal of the Puppeteer as a serious threat was also worrisome, especially since he was the group's magical expert. Not even bringing up the freaking dragon had been able to convince Merlin otherwise. He'd need to have a serious talk with the corgi soon and nip any possible issues in the bud.
Otherwise...
Brriiing!! Brriiing!!
A little startled by the ringing of his Pup Pad, Ryder quickly pulled it out of his pocket. Seeing that it was Mayor Goodway calling, he quickly answered the call.
Hope it's nothing too serious.
"Hi, Mayor Goodway!" Ryder cheerfully greeted Mayor Goodway, who-Why did she seem so nervous? And why was she sweating so much?
"Hi, R-ryder." The mayor, still in her pajamas as well, seemingly gulped. "I have a guest here who... well, she wants to have a ch-chat with you."
Huh?
"Um, may I ask who-" Ryder, understandably confused, began to ask.
"Don't worry, Mayor Goodway." A familiar honeyed voice spoke from off-screen, causing Ryder's breath to hitch. "Your part in all this is over now. Aria, Simon, if you would be so kind as to relieve Mayor Goodway of her phone."
Mayor Goodway yelped as the phone was snatched away from her, and as the screen shakily turned, Ryder's stomach dropped to his feet once he saw who Mayor Goodway's guest was.
"Good morning, Ryder." The Puppeteer, placing her chin atop her palm as she casually sat across from Mayor Goodway, gave him a coy smirk reminiscent of the Devil himself. "I'd like to play a little game with the Paw Patrol."
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A/N:
I wanted to give this part a bit of a horror vibe, with Johanna acting as some sort of terrifying bogeyman.
Also, this and the next update will be more narrative-driven than others, with there being no dice rolls for them.
Thoughts on the chapter?
Enjoy, and with sincere regards,
Duke William of.
The sun began to rise over Adventure Bay, signalling the dawn of a new day and new opportunities. The early birds began to chirp as a light summer breeze swept over Adventure Bay, with people slowly beginning to wake up and prepare for the day ahead of them. Adults sighed and gathered themselves up for anothet day of work. Children slept in, happily dreaming of how to make the most out of summer break.
And the Puppeteer...
Well, you'll see soon enough.
View: https://youtu.be/eiDirluCAUY
|--------------------------------------------|
"Ahhh." Captain Turbot exclaimed in satisfaction as he walked down the lighthouse stairs, ready to leave Seal Island for the mainland. "What a wonderful way to start this waking morning!"
Creaking his neck, Captain Turbot was eager to get a good day's sleep after vigilantly keeping watch in the lighthouse all night. A nice warm shower before flopping onto a fluffy futon was just what he neede-
Whoooosh...
Captain Turbot stopped dead in his tracks, craning his neck to listen to the sudden gush of wind.
Whoooosh...
"Whoa." He muttered. "Those big, biliious breezes that just blew by did not sound natural at all. I'd better beat it back to the Bay."
Hastening his steps, Captain Turbot quickly made it to the bottom of the lighthouse. Letting out a content sigh and adjusting his glasses, he opened the door and stepped outside.
And walked right into a magic wand pointed at his face.
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
|--------------------------------------------|
"Good morning, Cali." Katie greeted her beloved cat as she went over the pet salon's supplies, checking off a list as she went by.
"Meow." Cali simply purred in response before curling up into a ball.
Katie giggled.
"Alright, so that's the cleaning supplies done. Now, time to check the pet food. Let's see..."
Katie carefully went over what pet food the salon had, noting that they'd run out of turtle and lizard food. After checking twice, as well as throwing out some out-of-date food, Katie then moved on to-
"Mreow?"
"What is it, Cali?"
Katie turned to see a confused Cali pawing at the automatic front doo-wait a minute.
"That's not right." Katie mumbled as she approached the front door, trying to wave it open twice. "It should be opening on its own right now."
That was going to be a problem. Katie quickly did the mental math and groaned when she realized how much money she'd probably have to spend on getting some new doors.
"Ugh, this is going to put a damper on my finances. I'd ask Ryder if he could help, but it's not like this is a serious emergency. Besides, he's probably too busy to help..."
Squueeaak.
"Besides, those poor pups have been so overworked the past month with all those jobs! I should be trying to help them relax, not create more work for them-"
"Hiss!!"
"Cali?! What's-"
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
|--------------------------------------------|
"What's up, y'all! It's Daring Danny X, back with another daring stun-no, no, that's not going to work. I need a cool name for my amazing fans..." Danny, eyebags drooping, impatiently tapped a pen against his deck, trying to come up with the coolest name for his loyal fans.
Tap, tap, tap...
"What about... the Radicals! No, that won't work. Dare Gang? Nah, doesn't sound right. Daring Danny's? Far, far too narcissistic. Think, Danny, think!"
...
...
...Slam!
"I've got it!" Danny exclaimed as he stood up, slamming his palm against the table. "Team X-treme. It's perfect! Now, gotta set the camera up again. Just gotta adjust it a little-"
Ding!
"Ohp, better get that first." Danny placed the camera down before running downstairs, leaving it still running.
Stomp, stomp, stomp.
"Hello? Who's-"
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
|--------------------------------------------|
Edmund shoved the remaining egg salad sandwich into his mouth and sloppily chewed, licking his fingers as he swallowed the last of his early breakfast.
Rubbing his hands on his overalls, Edmund slammed his lunchbox shut and stood up. He had a train to drive in about an hour, so if he hurried, he could take a nice, quick shower before-
Clink! Clank!
Startled, Edmund nearly tripped on his feet but regained his footing before turning around to look a nearby pile of scrap.
Clank!
Shoot, a wild animal must have gotten stuck in the pile. Poor thing.
Resigning himself to missing his shower, Edmund placed his lunchbox down on the ground and slowly approached the scrap, trying to not startle the poor creature.
"Alright, little guy." He cooed as non-gruffly as he could. "Don't worry, I ain't going to hurt you. I just need to-"
Something poked into his back, and before he could turn arou-
"Abra Kadabra! Alakazam!"
|--------------------------------------------|
Looking over the city from the Lookout's balcony, Ryder, still in his pajamas, yawned long and slowly, then yawned again. Stretching and twisting his body, letting some of his joints pop a little, Ryder smiled softly. Despite everything that had happened over the past year, especially the Puppeteer and her... shenanigans, the Paw Patrol had not broken under the pressure. In fact, it had risen to newer heights, with five new members and even greater support from the people than ever before.
He'd been receiving calls from the governor of California on receiving official government funding, as well as messages from other state governors expressing interest in opening their own branches of the Paw Patrol.
To think that the once daydream of a little boy, an international organization dedicated to serving the people made up mostly of dogs, was now becoming closer and closer to staunch reality. And it was all thanks to every single one of his many, many good pups.
Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Skye, Everest, Tracker, Tundra, Remedy, Sylvia, Jaeger, Merlin...
Merlin.
Thinking of the Pembroke Welsh Corgi, a small frown appeared on Ryder's face. Merlin was an extremely talented wizard, there was no doubt about that. But his ego and stubborn personality had not endeared him that much to either the public or his teammates. His dismissal of the Puppeteer as a serious threat was also worrisome, especially since he was the group's magical expert. Not even bringing up the freaking dragon had been able to convince Merlin otherwise. He'd need to have a serious talk with the corgi soon and nip any possible issues in the bud.
Otherwise...
Brriiing!! Brriiing!!
A little startled by the ringing of his Pup Pad, Ryder quickly pulled it out of his pocket. Seeing that it was Mayor Goodway calling, he quickly answered the call.
Hope it's nothing too serious.
"Hi, Mayor Goodway!" Ryder cheerfully greeted Mayor Goodway, who-Why did she seem so nervous? And why was she sweating so much?
"Hi, R-ryder." The mayor, still in her pajamas as well, seemingly gulped. "I have a guest here who... well, she wants to have a ch-chat with you."
Huh?
"Um, may I ask who-" Ryder, understandably confused, began to ask.
"Don't worry, Mayor Goodway." A familiar honeyed voice spoke from off-screen, causing Ryder's breath to hitch. "Your part in all this is over now. Aria, Simon, if you would be so kind as to relieve Mayor Goodway of her phone."
Mayor Goodway yelped as the phone was snatched away from her, and as the screen shakily turned, Ryder's stomach dropped to his feet once he saw who Mayor Goodway's guest was.
"Good morning, Ryder." The Puppeteer, placing her chin atop her palm as she casually sat across from Mayor Goodway, gave him a coy smirk reminiscent of the Devil himself. "I'd like to play a little game with the Paw Patrol."
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A/N:
I wanted to give this part a bit of a horror vibe, with Johanna acting as some sort of terrifying bogeyman.
Also, this and the next update will be more narrative-driven than others, with there being no dice rolls for them.
Thoughts on the chapter?
Enjoy, and with sincere regards,
Duke William of.
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