Ricky POV

      "Wake up, wake up," I said. I pounced on Max playfully, then he yawned and said, "fine, I'm up." I just chuckled and threw him a basket, but before Max and I could sit down to watch Apollo the super pup, "PAW Patrol to the lookout!" I ran to the elevator. I sat in front this time, and just as I thought Remy wouldn't trip.... "Wait up!" He came in on a wagon full of fruits. The wagon got trampled by a squeaker toy, and that sent Remy and the fruits flying. Everyone licked fruit juice off their face and burst out laughing. We put on our uniforms and I sat in my usual place, in between Ryan and Sparky. "Pups, the Easter festival has been completely destroyed! We need all paws on deck to get it done fast. I'm mostly going to need... Emmy. You can search from the sky to find hiding spots for the eggs." "This pup's gotta fly!" "Snowstorm. You are the most artistic pup here, so we need you to help cover most of the decorating." "Let's paint the way!" "And Ricky. We need you to cook the meals." I realized I didn't have a phrase. So I said, "need somepup to Cook? Put Ricky in the book!" Ryder smiled. "The rest or you pups, help out wherever you may be needed. PAW Patrol is on a roll!" We all howled. I slid down the slide in to my food truck, complete with a stove, a microwave, and a blender. It took hours to cook all those meals, but they looked good. At the celebration, we ate and played to our delight. It was tons of fun. Then Max walked over to me with a sad expression on his face. "What's up?" Max sighed and walked past me. I frowned and followed him to the beach. "What's wrong? Max?" Max turned around and let a tear slip down his cheek. "Sam doesn't like me." I frowned. I looked at the party where Sam was slow dancing with Maddie and blushing. "Look on the bright side. You still have a chance with Jack. And if he says no, there are plenty of other pups in the park, some closer than you think." Max smiled. "Thanks, buddy." SERIOUSLY?! He seriously couldn't get the gist of that speech. Just wow. I sighed and didn't go back to the party. I sat on the beach, staring at the sunset, and suddenly I hear behind me, "well, well well. Look who it is." I regonized the voice easily. It was the pup I never wanted it see again. I turned around to see...

CLIFFHANGER!

Who do you think it is? Tell me in the comments section!

On Wednesday I'm going to Lake George till Saturday night so I may not update until then.

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