It’s Love Your Feet Day on Adventure Bay! The pups are planning to throw a feet-tastic concert for everyone! But the celebration is postponed when Adventure Bay suffers a case of prickle-riddled streets! The PAW Patrol must clean up the streets before the show begins!

It was a special day in Adventure Bay, Love Your Feet Day! Everyone had gathered at the City Hall, and Mayor Goodway announced:
“Attention, everybody! As you may know, today is Love Your Feet Day! A special day to take off your shoes and take really good care of your feet, either by going to the spa, getting some pedicure or massage, and learning interesting stuff about feet! Right, Chickaletta?”
Chickaletta clucked.
“Besides, the pups of PAW Patrol are going to perform a special song to commemorate feet! Well, now that we’ve all got informed, let the celebration begin!”
“Speaking of that…” Ryder said. “We should go to the Lookout so you can rehearse your song, pups.”
While the citizens of Adventure Bay went to have some feet fun, Ryder and the pups headed to the Lookout for their rehearsal. Once they arrived, Chase, Marshall, Skye, Rubble, Rocky, Zuma, Everest, Tracker and Liberty grabbed their musical instruments and prepared
“One… two… one, two, three, GO!” Chase announced.
The other pups began playing a rock song with their instruments. Then, they sang:
“Come on, everybody, and move your feet
As we play for you this crazy beat
Cause this is a day to pamper the pair
That you use to walk from here to there
Love your feet, love your feet…”
“Wow, pups.” Ryder said, clapping. “So far, so good!”
“Thank you, Ryder!” Marshall said. “I’m sure we’ll knock the socks off every foot in Adventure Bay! Oh, wait. They already have their socks off!”
Ryder and the pups laughed.
Meanwhile, at Foggy Bottom, Mayor Humdinger’s home was littered with prickles! The Kitten Catastrophe Crew had to be very careful where they stepped! Humdinger was really upset about this.
“Oh, this is outrageous!” he said. “How can I enjoy a nice day at the beach when there are hundreds of these things lying around in the sand? There must be a way to get rid of them.”
He thought for a moment, and had an idea (a bad idea for everyone else, obviously).
“I know!”
He started working on some kind of big device. His kittens helped him. In the end, Humdinger showed them his invention.
“Behold, Humdinger’s Hugest Fan 3000! This beauty is sure to blow away all of the prickles in our beach, and send them to a place that is not Foggy Bottom!”
The kittens gazed amazedly at the giant fan.
“Hopefully that place is Adventure Bay…” Humdinger mumbled, mischievously.
Humdinger turned on the fan, and it blew away all of the prickles from Foggy Bottom to, that’s right, Adventure Bay. Soon, the citizens were accidentally stepping on pickles, hurting their feet, and cars were skidding on the streets to avoid them.
Back at the Lookout, the pups were outside, rubbing Ryder’s feet and relaxing, when suddenly, Ryder’s pup pad beeped! He turned it on and found Katie!
“Katie? What is it?” Ryder asked her.
“Hi, PAW Patrol.” Katie said. “This is horrible! All of a sudden the streets of Adventure Bay are riddled with prickles! People are hurting their feet and my pet parlor is now full of poor animals that hurt their paws! You need to get rid of the prickles, or Love Your Feet Day will be ruined!”
“Don’t worry, Katie.” Ryder said. “No street is too prickle-riddled, no pup’s too small!”
He called his pups.
“Pups, to the Lookout!”
“Ryder needs us!” the pups said.
Chase, Skye, Zuma, Liberty, Everest, Tracker, Rubble and Rocky ran to the elevator. Marshall followed them from behind.
“Wait for me!”
Suddenly, he tripped and rolled toward them!
“Marshall, look out!” the pups said.
CRASH!
Marshall landed on top of his friends.
“I consider this entrance toe-tally feet-ting!”
All pups laughed as the elevator rose. Once the pups had their suits on, they stood up in front of Ryder.
“PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!” Chase said.
“It’s good to see you here, pups.” Ryder said. “All of a sudden, lots of prickles landed all over Adventure Bay, and citizens are getting hurt!”
“Ouch!” Skye said.
“That’s not cool, dude.” Zuma said.
“I know it’s not, Zuma. If we don’t remove the prickles, I Love My Feet Day will be ruined! Thus, I’m going to need… Chase! Go and alert everyone so they stay away from the prickles.”
“Chase is on the case!”
“Rocky! Use your truck to clean up the streets.”
“Green means go!”
“Alright, PAW Patrol is on a roll!”
While the other pups howled, Ryder slid down the tube. Rocky and Chase went down the slide, and as their names were shouted out, they jumped into their vehicles. Ryder came out the Lookout on his ATV, and headed towards the town with Chase and Rocky.
When they arrived, Rocky barked and said:
“Sweeper truck mode!”
Sweepers came out from under Rocky’s vehicle and he began to sweep all of the prickles scattered across the streets. Meanwhile, Chase drove in his vehicle and pulled out his megaphone to say:
“Everyone, please stay of the streets! And watch your feet! Make sure you don’t step on any prickle!”
People stepped out of the streets while Rocky cleaned everything up. Ryder noticed there were lots of persons and animals with their feet injured due to stepping on the prickles.
“I think I know which pup to call now.” He said.
He pulled up his pup pad and called Marshall.
“Marshall, I need you to come and use your first aid kit on everyone who was injured by the prickles.”
“Looks like it’s time for some foot medical attention! I’m ready for ruff-ruff rescue!”
Soon, Marshall arrived on his ambulance vehicle and used his first aid kit to tend every injured person or animal. After a while, Marshall was done with all patients.
“Finished, Ryder! Everyone has their feet cured!”
“Not everyone!” Rex said, showing up.
Behind him, lots of dinosaurs were romping and stomping around the streets, and their faces looked as if they were hurt.
“Rex!” Ryder said. “What are you doing here?”
“I and my dinosaur friends were on our way here to celebrate I Love My Feet Day, but they got hurt on some prickles!”
“Oh, no!” Chase said.
“Looks like we’re gonna need bigger help!” Ryder said.
He used his pup pad and called Skye and Liberty.
“Skye, I need you to keep the dinosaurs distracted while Marshall and Rex cure their feet.”
“This pup’s gotta fly!” Skye said.
“Liberty, keep the dinosaurs from stepping on people or buildings!”
“I am ready to ride!” Liberty said.
Liberty went ahead on her motorcycle and used it as a barricade to keep the dinosaurs from romping and stomping further. Chase assisted her with some traffic cones. Once there was no one around that the dinosaurs could stomp, Skye flew above the dinosaurs in her helicopter, holding colossal foot shaped biscuits baked by Mr. Porter in her harness.
“Here, dino darlings!” Skye said. “There’s biscuits for everyone!”
The dinosaurs sat down and ate the biscuits, while Marshall and Rex put giant bandages on their feet.
“Good thing I brought a dino-sized first aid kit!”
“You sure thought about everything, Rex!” Marshall said.
In no time, both citizens and dinosaurs had their feet healed and ready to have some fun.
“Nice job, pups!” Ryder said. “Now the I Love My Feet celebration can go on!”
Everyone went out to the streets again to resume the festival. The spas, pools and Jacuzzis were crowded! Marshall helped Katie attending the customers’ feet at her Pet Parlor. Outside, Rocky and Rubble cleaned and washed the people’s dirty feet.
“Whoa! Be careful were you step!” Rubble said. “Your feet are covered with… rubble!”
He and Rocky laughed together.
“Cleaning feet is fun, but I think it would be faster if we used…”
“Water!” Marshall said, coming out the parlor.
Howling, he pulled out his water cannons, ready to spray the costumers’ feet. Rocky yelped and hid behind Rubble. Marshall laughed as he used his water cannons to clean the people’s feet faster. At Mr. Porter’s Cafe, Tracker was busy giving foot-shaped biscuits to the costumers.
“Fun fact, in Spanish, foot is said “pie”! It’s written the same way as the pies we eat!” Tracker said.
In the meantime, Everest handed some warm socks to whoever had their feet cold due to walking around barefoot for too long.
“There ya go!” she said. “Nice and toasty!”
At the beach people were swimming, playing and having fun. Whenever someone got out of the water, Zuma was there to dry their feet with a towel.
“Don’t forget to dry your feet!” he said. “You don’t wanna catch athlete’s foot, do you?”
“Hey, Ryder!” Marshall said. “I think we already thought of some good lyrics for our song!”
“Great news, pups!” Ryder said. “Let’s head to the City Hall so you can perform your song.”
When Ryder and the pups arrived to the City Hall, everyone grabbed their instruments and prepared to jam. Mayor Goodway introduced them.
“And now, to conclude this celebration, let’s have a round of applause for our favorite pups, the PAW Patrol, singing a marvelous song about loving our feet!”
“Okay everyone!” Chase said. “Here we go! One, two! One, two, three, GO!”
The pups began to play their song. One sang after another:
“Come on, everybody, and move your feet
As we play for you this crazy beat
Cause this is a day to pamper the pair
That you use to walk from here to there
Love your feet, move your feet.
Love your feet, move your feet.
Just be careful whenever you’re walking around,
Stepping on dirt or prickles on the ground.
All you have to do is give your feet a wash.
With a nice, refreshing water splash!
Love your feet, move your feet
Love your feet, move your feet
When your feet are feeling cold, wear socks so warm and sweet!
And after swimming for a while, remember, dry your feet!
If you don’t take good care of them, they might smell bad
But clean them everyday, and you’ll be glad!
Love your feet, move your feet
Love your feet, move your feet
Oh, boy, how I love my feet!”
When the song was over, everyone in Adventure Bay clapped. The ten pups took a bow.
“You’re all good pups!” Ryder said.
And this is how it ended, another Love Your Feet Day to remember!
THE END