Ricky POV

      The boy looked at me as I shivered. He reached out his hand and sniffed at it nervously. I wagged my tail and came out. "I'm Ryder, I lead the PAW Patrol. Why don't you pups introduce yourselves?" The pups nodded as six stepped closer. Two looked like mixed breeds, like me. Two looked like shepherds, and the last two looked like cockapoos. The tiniest one, about my size, introduced herself first. "I'm Maia, and I'm on night watch for the team." One that had a plane marking on his face was next, with the other mixed breed. "I'm Jet, I am the Eco pup. This is Izzy, she works in the jungle." The other cockapoo and two shepherds came up. They were Emmy, Jack, and Andrew. Andrew said he preferred to be called AJ. Emmy was the pilot pup, Jack was the police pup, and AJ was the medic. There were two Dalmatians, them being Remy, the fire pup, and Maddie, the scout. Two huskies, Derek and Snow, were the wildlife activist and the mountain rescue pup. One husky mix, Sparky, was the construction pup. Two border collie-lab mixes were the engineer and the trainer, names being Seastar and Samuel. Many other pups came and introduced themselves. They were all really nice, especially Max... wait. I'm too young to be in love, aren't I? "Earth to Ricky!" I looked up, the thought moving out of my head. Ryder looked at me. "Are there any special talents you have," said Ryder. I shook my head. "Not that I know of. Mom said that evil is the only real talent there is, but I like to cook." Ryder nodded. "Give it a try." I smiled and took out a pot. "Who's up for some chili?" The others barked with excitement as I cooked.

      Within the next hour, everyone was enjoying my dish. I made enough for myself too, so I ate a bit. No wonder the pups loved it! On the way to this "mission," we played a game called pup pup boogie. We also slept. It was great. But one thing spoiled it. Max came over to me and whispered, "can ya keep a secret?" I nodded. Max whispered into my ear, "I have a crush on Samuel, and on Jack." I tried to hold in my sadness , and just as I started to frown, 

      "Max, we need you!" The poodle mix nodded and ran over. I sat alone in the van. Or so I thought. One pup remained. I turned around. "Hey, Sam." Sam walked over with something in his paws. It was a collar. Looking at it, I realized it was orange. I looked at Sam hopefully. "Is this for me?" Sam backed up. "I'm not supposed to say anything yet..." I sighed. "Do you like any pup yet?" Sam nodded. "But I'm too scared to ask her out. It's Maddie. It's just, I dunnno, she..." I sighed. "You don't have to say anything else. I understand. I know what love feels like now, now that I have a family." Sam smiled at me, and I smiled back. The others then got back. Max walked up to me. "Rick, we have a surprise for ya..." I wagged my tail and sat down Samuel opened his paw to reveal an orange collar. On it was a pup tag. It has a reddish-orange background, and there was a picture of a grey pot on it. "Since you love to cook, you can be the chef!" I cried of happiness inside as the pups and Ryder said, "welcome aboard!"