Sun shined brightly over Adventure Bay. Birds flew through the sky as the people went about their normal day to day adventures. Mayor Goodway was busy working and signing documents dealing with certain projects that were to be constructed in the city. Like a new school building or a new park for the residents of Adventure City.
She sat quietly humming as she work on her computer, Chickaletta was sleeping soundly in her roost near a window beside Mayor Goodways desk.
‘Ring, ring ring,’ Mayor Goodway blinked as her phoned started to ring. She picked it up.
“Hello this is Mayor Goodway, what can I help you with.” She said kindly.
“hey Mayor this is Steve from the Animal Treats of all Kinds. I’m calling you because I have an issue down at our factory. My factory recently produce a promotional dog treat that we ended up over producing and I honestly don’t know what to do with it. I don’t want to just dump it somewhere. Would you know anyone who would want these? We already did inventory on them, and accounted for them in our files. It would be free of charge. So no one would have to spend any money on it.” The gentleman explained.
Mayor Goodway leaned back in her chair twirling her hair with her fingers.
“Well I can think of one person right off the bat to be honest. You say there free of charge to take. Would you be able to haul them?” She replied back.
Steve stayed quiet thinking. “I believe I can work something out.”
“Alright let me make a phone call and I’ll get back with you shortly. Can I have your number?” She said, Steve gave his information to Goodway.
She hung up the phone. She pondered quickly thinking who would want dog treats. Though it wasn’t much thought. She could only think of one person. She picked the phone, Goodway dialed a number in. It rung for a bit.
“Mayor Goodway, it’s good to hear from you. Is there anything the matter?” A familiar voice said back.
“Hello Ryder, the feeling is mutual. No there isn’t anything peculiarly wrong. However I just got off the phone with a owner of a Factory that did have a troubling issue. He explained to me that he has an over abundance of promotional dog treats that his factory made to much of and he didn’t know what to do with.” She said.
“I think I can see where this is going.” Ryder replied back.
“Yes, so he asked me if I knew anyone who would want these doggy treats. And honestly I immediately thought of you and your pups. Would you want them?” She asked.
“Of course I have been running low on treats for the pups for awhile and I’ve been waiting to for them to go on sale to buy more. Will they cost anything?” Ryder said.
“Heavens no, he said the treats would be free of charge.” She said.
“Alright, yeah I’ll be happy to take them. I’m sure the pups will be happy." Ryder said.
“Good I’ll call him back and tell him to start hauling them over.” She said quickly.
“Wait haul?”

Before Ryder could say anything else Mayor Goodway hung up the phone. He stood there blinking trying to understand what that last part was. He brushed it off and simply smiled. “At least the pups will have their treats restock. Specially with all the hard work they do.”
Ryder went upstairs to where the pups would normally be at. He only found one. Sky was sitting in front of the big screen watching a cartoon.
“Hey Ryder what ya doing?” said the little cockapoo pup. She smiled at Ryder.
“Well I was going to tell everyone that we are getting a shipment of doggy treats delivered soon. Want to come down with me and meet up with them. You can be the first to test out the treats.” Rider said.
Sky rubbed her tummy, “Hmm I was getting hungry. Yeah sure.” She hopped into Riders arm and the two went down stairs.
Roughly an hour later, Ryder and Sky were out standing next to a warehouse that stood adjacent from the HQ. The two watched in astonishment as not one or two trucks came into view but four big semis came up the road. All hauling trailers behind them.
Ryder’s mouth fell open with shock. “I know Goodway said that the factory made too much but I didn’t expect this much. With this much we won’t have to buy treats for a long time.” Ryder said in disbelief as the semis pulled up in a line next him. One of the truck drivers got out and walked up to Ryder.
“I assume your Zachery Ryder Jr?” Said the bald trucker. He had a clip board in his hands.
“Yes, I can also assume that you’re here to deliver dog treats.” Ryder replied back. He looked nervously at the other three trucks. “Are all these filled?”
The truck driver look closely at Ryder. “To the brim. Hey aren’t you the Ryder of Paw Patrol who has a team of pups who help Adventure bay?” He said, he looked at Sky.
“I am.” Ryder said. “This is Sky.” He pointed to the cockapoo.
The truck driver smiled, he placed a hand on Ryder shoulder. “You’ve saved our fair city on many of dangers. I had a feeling it was you once I saw where we were hauling to. I’ve never been out here. I think your pups are going to enjoy these treats.”
“Thank you Sir, my pups work very hard on what they do. Though I was hoping more would be here to see this. But they’ll eventually see it. They must be out doing their own thing.” Ryder said.
The truck driver laughed. “Either way, So this warehouse is where we will be unloading at.”
Ryder blinked. “Oh uh yes it is. Though I hope it’s big enough.”
The trucker motioned the others to start backing up to the warehouse. Soon four forklift were unloaded from the back and started hauling pallets holding boxes of dog treat into the warehouse. It took them nearly an hour to unload it all.
“I do need you to sign this acknowledging that you received the shipment. It just for documentation.” The bald trucker said handing a clip board to Ryder.
Ryder signed the document and handed it back.
“Okay that’s everything. I hope your pups enjoy them. Keep up the good work.” He bid Ryder and Sky farewell and climbed back into his truck. All four trucks turned around and drove back down the long driveway. Heading back towards Adventure City.

Ryder walked over to a door leading inside the warehouse. He looked at all the pallets in total disbelief. “I can’t believe they made this much. Well Sky as promised.” He pulled a box of treats off one of the near by pallets. He opened it and pulled a treat out. Sky sat up on her hunches, excited to finally try the new treat.
Ryder tossed it and Sky jumped catching it in her mouth. She closed her eyes and she chewed the treat up. Sky swallowed it and did a flip.
“Wow that’s good. Taste like bacon which a hint of chicken. I like those.” Ryder smiled and laughed a bit as he gave her a few more.
“Alright that’s enough we still have dinner. Let’s head back.” He said. The two made their way back up the lawn and into HQ.


Rocky and Marshal walked up the driveway talking among themselves.
“Did you see how fat that squirrel was? Like it was ginormous. Like makes you want to know how much it ate." Marshal said.
"Well it probably was storing up fat. I once heard Ryder say that certain animals would eat their weight in food and more to store energy for harsh winters. I mean winter is just around the corner.” Rocky replied back.

Marshall suddenly stopped, he started sniffing the air hard. Taking in deep strides of air into his nose. “You smell that?” He asked Rocky.
Rocky sniffed around, “No what is it?”
Marshal continued to sniff, he dropped his head down and smelt the driveway.
“I smell doggy treats, like really good smelling ones. Follow me.” He said, he dashed forwards going into a bit of a run. He stopped over now and again sniffing the ground to make sure he was still on the right track. Rocky did his best to keep up, he looked at Marshal as Marshal continued onward.
“It’s getting stronger. I wonder if Ryder got more treats.” Marshal said. “I’m getting hungry.” His stomach growled, agreeing with him.
“I don’t know Marshal, won’t Ryder get mad.” Though Rocky was ignored as the he followed Marshal up to the warehouse.
“There in here. I can smell it.” Marshal stuck his nose at the base of the door and sniffed hard. Blowing out his nostril. He stood up on his back legs, reaching up to the door handle. He managed to get it open. The door swung wide open revealing what was inside.
Marshal mouth dropped in astonishment as he saw the pallets filled with boxes of doggy treats.
“Holy cow, now that’s a lot of treats.” Rocky said looking around. “They fill the entire place. There enough to last for a long time.”
Marshal ran up to one and with his teeth he manage to pull one off the pallet. He opened the box and started munching on some treat.
“Rocky you gotta try these, there really good.” Marshal said with a mouth full.
Rocky soon grabbed a box for himself and started eating as well. He lifted his head in surprise. “Your right they are good.” The two soon lost themselves to the delightfully tasty treats.
“They taste like bacon and chicken. I love chicken. The bacon is nice too.” Marshal said. “I can’t stop eating these.”
“Me two.” Rocky agreed. He lost himself in the treats. Soon one of the pallets were completely empty and they went onto the next one. A bulge started to form in their abdomen.
All you could hearing was the chewing and munching of the two pups chowing down on the treats. They laughed with utter enjoyment as they ate. “I’ve never had anything so good before.” Said Marshal as he tore into another box.
Rocky only nodded as he did they same.
The two didn’t even notice the sizable bellies that were forming. They just consumed.
“What are you two doing?” Marshal and Rocky froze as they looked back towards the door. Specks of food dropped from either side of their mouths.
Chase and Zuma stood side by side as they saw Marshal and Rocky fat bodies next to three empty pallets.
“I see you found the new treats.” Chase said knowingly. He walked over to Marshal and poked his belly. It jiggled as Chase poked it.
“You couldn’t even wait til Ryder gave us all some huh.” Zuma said too.
Both Marshal and Rocky looked at the other two in shame.
“What should we do Zuma?” Chase said with a evil grin.
“I know lets keep feeding them until their so fat that they can’t even leave. Ryder would have to open the warehouse door just to get them out.” Zuma said with an evil grin.
The two fat pups were already pretty big in size, the two looked at each other.
Zuma grabbed several boxes and started to shove multiple paw fulls of treats into Marshal mouths. Marshal only had a few seconds to chew before Zuma shoved more in. Chase did the same to Rocky.
Bit by bit the two fat pups got larger and larger as several more pallets were consumed. Becoming blobs of fat. Marshal belly jiggled with every movement from Zuma. Zuma laughed a bit as he jiggled Marshals belly. “It’s like standing on pudding.” Zuma said laughing.
Chase followed suit as he shoveled more treats into the mouth of Rocky. Rocky’s belly got larger and larger. Zuma and Chase had to stand on them as the shoveled more treats into them. Their size started getting larger soon getting higher then the pallets.
Zuma and Chase hopped down from the two fatten pups and looked at the two. Zuma kept pushing on Marshal causing his fat belly to jiggle.
“I don’t think their big enough.” Zuma said.
“Agreed lets keep going.” Chase said.
Marshal and Rocky groaned and pleaded from them to stop.
“No this is what you get for being pigs. Now you are pigs.” Zuma said laughing.

The two pups grabbed even more boxes and hopped back onto Marshal and Rocky’s fat bodies.
The fat jiggling even more underneath them. Zuma and Chase returned shoveling more treats in. The two found a rhythm and started humming.
“Fat fat how fat can you be. You eat and eat until you pop, you eat not telling anyone and pigged yourself out. Now you have so much fat that you won’t eat for weeks. You will have to burn it all in order to be proper again.”
Zuma and Chase sang in tune.
“Please stop.” Marshal managed to yell out.
“Very very soon, we will stop but let us ask you this, have you learn your lesson. What have we learned from eating something without telling anyone. Just pigging yourself out.” The two sang in verse in return.
“We won’t do it again, please just stop. I feel like I’m gonna pop.” Rocky yelled.
Chase and Zuma looked at one another and nodded. The two hopped down and looked at Marshal and Rocky’s massive bodies. Between the two rose above Zuma and Chase.
“Good, now you can stay here and think about what you two did. Don’t do it again.”
“HOLY COW WHAT IS GOING ON?” All four jumped respectively, standing at the entrance Ryder stood. His mouth wide open is total disbelief. He walked up to Marshal massive fatten body. He poked it and jiggled under his finger.
“What happened?” Ryder said.
“Me and Zuma just came out here a few minutes ago and found them like this. It looks like they have been pigging out on the new treats.” Chase said, putting his paw against the side of his muzzle. His eyes wide with disbelief.
“It’s going to take months for these two to loose all this weight. Marshal, Rocky why?” Ryder said.
“They were so good Ryder, we were just gonna have a few but we found that we couldn’t stop.” Marshal said taking up on what Chase was doing.
Technically it was Marshal and Rocky’s fault and he didn’t want Chase and Zuma to get in trouble.
Ryder sighed and closed his eyes, he rubbed his temples. “What am I going to do. I have two pups out of commission now.”
Chase walked up to Ryder placing a paw on his leg. “We’ll get though it Ryder.”
Ryder nodded. “Well you two are gonna have to stay out here for awhile. We’ll figure out a weight lose program to burn all that fat. I’ll bring out some covers and heaters for you two. At least I don’t have to feed you now.”
Ryder turned around and walked out the door shaking his head side to side in shame.
Chase and Zuma followed behind, the two looked back one last time and left Marshal and Rocky alone inside the warehouse

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