Ryder shouted, "Pups, to the air patroller!" Chase, Zuma, and Rocky all followed Ryder and ran to the air patroller.

"Hey, where's Marshall?" asked Ryder. "That's the problem Ryder dude!" Said Zuma. "We were playing tag, then Marshall went to hide in a cruise ship! The cruise ship left the port with him and now it's headed into whirlpool!"

Ryder knew this wasn't going to be an easy task. "For this job, I'll need all pups on deck!" reported Ryder. "Chase! I'll need you to go to the cruise and make sure that all the passengers aboard are safe!"

"Arf Arf! Chase is on the case!" yelped Chase.

"Zuma, I'll need you to use your buoy and try to drag the cruise back to shore!" commanded Ryder. "Let's dive in!" said a confident Zuma.

"And finally, I'll need you Rocky to stay beside me in case I need your help." Said Ryder. "Green means go!" barked Rocky. The PAW Patrol was on a roll. All the pups got into their air pup costumes, and the mission began.

Chase glided his way towards the cruise, followed by Zuma and Rocky shortly behind. Chase landed, barked out his megaphone and said, "Attention all passengers! Please get inside at once! It is not safe out here and you can slip off the ship!" All the passengers scurried to get inside. Meanwhile, a violent storm was in formation alongside of big, thrashing waves.

"Ryder, what do I do now?" Asked Zuma through his pup tag. Ryder pressed a button which released a trapdoor at the bottom of the air patroller, where Zuma's hovercraft descended onto the water. Now Zuma knew this was his queue.

Zuma climbed into the hovercraft. "Arf! Buoy!" A red and white buoy ejected, landing on the ship. "Rocky, go down and secure it so he can pull it back." said Ryder. Rocky flew down to the ship. He grabbed the buoy with his mouth and placed it on a hook, so Zuma could pull.

"Huh? This ship won't budge! Something is trapping it from underneath!" Zuma put on his underwater goggles and mask and dived down to see if there were any problems. Zuma saw a bunch of seaweed blocking the ship, so he went back in his hovercraft.

"Arf! Submarine!" The hovercraft transformed, to his command, into a submarine, where he proceeded to the removal of the seaweed blocking the ship. As he took the last seaweed, the ship started to move. But little did he know that the ship moved TOWARDS the whirlpool.

"Arf! Ryder! I got the ship free! It's moving now!" barked Zuma happily as the submarine retuned the sea surface. "Uh oh, it's moving the opposite way!" exclaimed Zuma. He barked out his buoy once again, where Rocky secured it and Zuma started pulling.

"It's too heavy!" shouted Zuma. "The ship won't budge!" Ryder thought, "Hmm, Rocky! Go and try to turn the ship around from the steering wheel!" Rocky was ready. He headed to the sailing room and he turned it around, facing the shore. But it still was going the wrong way!

"Rocky, something must be wrong with the motor! Go fix it!" Persisted Ryder. Rocky replied, "Okay Ryder, I'm on it!" He went downstairs to see that Ryder was right. Some of the seaweed somehow got stuck in the engine. Rocky yelped out his claw and picked up the last of the seaweed.

The engine roared. It was back to normal. The ship started heading towards shore! The passengers cheered and the ship soon arrived at the dock, parked. Everyone cautiously walked onto the dock, since the pouring rain was making the floor slippery. "Ryder sir, we have successfully completed the mission!" said Chase as he wagged his tail. Then, Ryder mentioned something that made Chase freeze in his tracks. Marshall still wasn't back.

"I don't have to come, do I?" asked Rocky. "Nzz-Zzzzz-Dzzzzz". The storm was cutting the signal to the air patroller. "Looks like we're on our own," sighed Chase. He hopped on Zuma's back and they searched the waters. After a few minutes of searching, a bright red hat was spotted in the distance.

"Hey! There's Marshall! He's headed straight for the whirlpool!" Exclaimed Chase. "Not good dude, there's a shark over there too! And he seems really hungry!" Added Zuma. Marshall was doggy paddling to stay afloat but the current was bringing him to the whirlpool.

"Arf! Buoy!" The buoy was launched in his direction and Marshall took a hold of it as he gasped for air. Chase saw the shark approaching Marshall. "Uh oh, Arf! Net!" He shot his net at the hungry shark, slowing him down. "Buoy, retract!" Said Zuma as the ring shortened. Marshall came back with the buoy, and climbed aboard the hovercraft. He panted and wheezed. Marshall wasn't feeling too well. The storm died down, and Zuma went back to shore and brought him to the air patroller, which was now parked on the ground.

Dusk has fallen. "Good job pups, you've saved the day, and Marshall!" said Ryder as he patted them on the head. "Yeah, but he isn't feeling well", said Rocky, worried. "Usually, Marshall is the doctor, not the patient!" added Chase. Marshall laughed weakly. "Don't worry, you just have a cold and you were feelings a bit seasick. I'm sure it'll go away overnight Marshall." Ryder smiled at him.

"This was quite an adventure for all of us, but it's time to go home now." Chase sighed, "I miss Skye," "Oh, and Rubble too! I missed them both! Yep! Hehe," chuckled Chase nervously.

"I think we all miss home, Ryder, but I'm sure gonna miss the memories we've made here", said Rocky as he gazed out the window.

"Yeah. Definitely," said Marshall, who was still sick. Ryder looked at all the pups. "Alright pups, get in your seats, because were heading home", said Ryder. Everyone was happy and tired. The pups yawned and fell asleep one by one, as the air patroller took off and headed to Adventure Bay.
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THE END