Note: All characters are owned by Hasbro Studios, All other characters, materials and references in this story are the property of Disney, Warner Bros, Nickelodeon and Pixar . While watching TV one day I saw an episode of the Nick Jr Animated series PAW Patrol and noticed some similarities to Transformers: Rescue Bots and well you can guess the rest… Keep in mind nothing's really changed except for one group of characters. Anyhow… read on…
Friday mornings were like any other day of the week… busy… and the Burns Residence was no exception. It was a cool spring morning in late March. Around nine-thirty, everyone was up and running as usual.
"Here's another one, Cody." said Frankie before she put down a large cardboard box.
"Thanks, Frankie. At this rate, we should be ready for the yard sale tomorrow." Cody replied.
The two of them were currently in the garage sorting through boxes with Dani's help.
"Good!" she exclaimed and wiped a few drops of sweat off her forehead.
"Going through all this stuff is exhausting."
"I'll say, I'm getting…" Blades paused and yawned. "Getting tired just from watching you."
He was stretched out on top of a wooden crate where he had been watching his friends and teammates for the last half hour. Dani raised an eyebrow as she looked at him.
"You're one to talk, Blades. You haven't done a thing." she said.
Blades quickly sat up at that.
"Hey, I helped Boulder bring in that bag of golf clubs." he pointed out.
"He's right about that." Cody agreed.
Dani sighed; she couldn't get around it if she tried.
Lifting her left hand, she rubbed Blades behind his ears. The male retriever's fluffy tail began to wag.
"Hey! Watch it!" said Cody as he moved the tip of Blades' tail out of his face.
"Sorry, Cody," the canine apologized and moved over.
Blades looked like a typical Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. He had semi long orange fur with white markings on his paws, snout, chest, underbelly and the tip of his tail. A long white stripe went from his forehead to the tip of his nose. In kennel club terms, this was a blaze. He also wore an orange and white collar and an I.D. tag. The round silver tag had a helicopter engraved on one side. Duck Tollers, as the dogs are sometimes called, were known for being the smaller member of the retriever family. The breed's size, intelligence, sense of smell, and working drive made them great dogs for search and rescue. Blades' paws were also webbed and he could swim well for a dog his age, weight, and height.
Sitting across from Blades was Boulder, a large Bernese Mountain Dog. His fur was somewhat longer and was tri-colored consisting of black, rust and white markings. Like Blades, Boulder had white markings on his paws snout and the tip of his tail as well as a blaze going from his forehead to the end of his nose. He also had a large patch of white on his chest and underbelly. Rust colored markings were found around his mouth and all four of his ankles. Two small rust spots were also on his face near the eyebrows. Boulder wore a grass green leather collar and sliver tag shaped like a wrench. He was rather large for his breed, weighing a hundred twenty pounds. Originally from the Swiss Alps, Bernese Mountain Dogs had a history of being trained to pull carts. Boulder was no different and regularly helped out by pulling, carrying, and moving heavy loads of wood, rocks and the like.
"I've heard of yard sales before, but never helped out with one." Boulder admitted.
"Me neither. I don't get what the point is, anyway." said Heatwave, who was sitting on a throw rug. Lifting his right hind leg, the liver spotted Dalmatian began scratching his ear.
Unlike other Dalmatians, which typically had black spots, Heatwave's fur was white with liver spots. The tip of his tail was also liver colored. His ears were the same with the exception of a few small patches of white mixed in. Around his neck was a red leather collar with a brass hydrant shaped I.D. tag. Dalmatians were usually energetic and playful, but Heatwave was more reserved and very rarely chased cats or retrieved a stick if Cody threw one while playing fetch with the other mutts.
Cody glanced over at the Dalmatian who was quite obviously bored.
"Yard sales allow people to get rid of stuff they don't want or need." he explained.
"Exactly, plus it clears up space." Frankie added.
"And we make a few bucks on the side. The leak in the roof doesn't pay for itself, ya know." Said Dani.
At that moment, Boulder felt a drop of water land on his head.
"So I see." He replied, glancing at the ceiling.
It had rained recently and in one part of the firehouse, water on the roof had started to drip from the ceiling. Getting up on all fours, Boulder stood and shook himself.
"Kade and Graham should be back soon. They've been putting flyers up all over town." Dani added.
"Great. Well, you guys have fun." said Blades just as he started to walk out of the room, the young retriever felt something catch his tail.
Blades yelped and turned around, noticing Heatwave's left paw firmly holding the tip of his tail.
"Stick around, Blades." said the spotted canine.
"Yeah, we can really use your help." Boulder added.
Blades' ears drooped as he whined.
"Swell," he muttered.
Meanwhile, out in the driveway was another Rescue Mutt. A large German Shepherd. Unlike most Shepherds that were black and tan, this male was black and silver. The breed had three different coat types, smooth, plush, and long hair, this particular dog was of the long hair variety. The breed's trademark black facial mask stretched from around his eyes to the end of his snout and nose. The black saddle marking German Shepherds were known for started at the scruff of his neck and ended near the tip of his bushy wolf like tail. A dark blue leather collar was around his neck with a silver star shaped I.D. tag hanging from it. Currently, his hazel eyes were shut, but not for long. Letting out a loud yawn followed by a stretch, Chase shifted over to his right side as he changed position.
"What a day," he said in a drowsy tone before closing his eyes. His tail wrapped around his back paws and covered his nose. Just as he was about to doze off, Kade's voice rang out.
"Taking a break?" he asked.
Startled, Chase yelped in surprise and quickly sat up, the fur on the back of his head stood on end.
"I'm up, Kade. I-I was just…" the big dog sputtered.
Kade laughed at the mutt's reaction.
"No need to answer that. Later." He said before going into the garage.
"Yo, Graham, hurry up!" Kade yelled.
"I'm coming, sheesh!" Graham replied as he passed by Chase carrying a can of paint and some brushes.
The large German Shepherd watched him for a moment before letting out a loud sigh. After laying back down, Chase shut his eyes once more. A few seconds later, his ears perked up at the sound of thunder. He quickly lifted his head and looked at the sky. Sniffing the air, Chase got up and went into the house; hoping to find a dry and quiet place to finish his nap.
Back in the garage, the others were still sorting through items for the yard sale. At first, Blades was reluctant about helping out, but now he was enjoying himself.
"Hey, look at this old album. We can use this in the yard sale." He said and held up a cardboard case containing a vinyl record between his teeth.
It didn't take long for Dani to recognize what her retriever had gotten a hold of.
"No way! That's my James Brown greatest hits album." she said, removing the record from Blades' jaws.
"Aw," he groaned.
"Don't worry, Blades. I'm sure you'll find something." Cody encouraged him.
"Yeah, but what?" he asked.
"You can start with my old sneakers." Kade offered and tossed a pair of black and white tennis shoes towards Blades.
Glancing at the pair, he frowned.
"Uh, no thanks." said Blades before he backed away.
"Why not? These are Air Jordans." Kade pointed out.
"More like air-them-outside Jordans." said Cody, pointing out that the shoes smelled heavily of sweat.
"I agree," Dani added.
"Same here," Frankie agreed before opening up another box.
"I'll take 'em!" Boulder offered.
"All yours." Said Kade as he handed one of the shoes to the tricolored mountain dog.
"Thanks." Boulder barked before grabbing one of the Air Jordons.
He then curled up in a corner and began to chew on the shoe.
Everyone else with the exception of Kade looked at Boulder as if he was… crazy.
Heatwave shuddered.
While he enjoyed chewing on bones and rawhide sticks, Heatwave never understood what his teammate found so interesting about gnawing on old shoes.
"I think I'm gonna be sick." said Graham, who swallowed hard at the sight of Boulder chewing on the old Air Jordan with drool dripping down the sides of his mouth.
Later that day…
"Ok guys, let's take five." Dani announced.
Everyone in the room replied with sighs of relief.
"Phew!" said Blades before he collapsed on the floor.
"Good!" Frankie sighed.
She paused when she heard the sound of someone snoring.
"Looks like Heatwave's already got a head start."
Dani, Cody and the others glanced in the direction where Frankie was pointing. On the opposite end of the room, the spotted canine in question was stretched out on the crate Blades had been resting on earlier. Laying on his back was Heatwave who was asleep and snoring loudly. His friends and teammates couldn't help but laugh.
Heatwave snorted as he lifted his head.
"What? I…" he sputtered.
"Looks like you drifted off again." Kade pointed out.
Heatwave blinked.
"I did, huh?"
He then let out a yawn; all forty-two of his canine teeth were fully exposed.
"Can't help it, I've been working like a dog all week." Heatwave confessed.
Kade chuckled at his Rescue Mutt's comment.
"Yeah," he agreed.
"We all have." Cody added.
"I just hope we don't have to do much at this yard sale." Said Heatwave.
He then flexed his paws.
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm not getting any younger."
"Uh…" Frankie started to say.
"Yep," said Blades.
"We know." Dani finished.
Heatwave rolled his yellow eyes and laid back. Exhaling loudly, he didn't say anything and decided to go back to sleep. No sooner did he relax, an alarm over head blared loudly.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up.
Blades yelped in surprise.
"Where's the fire?" he asked.
"Chill, Blades. I don't think it's a fire." Dani assured him.
"It's coming from one of the monitors." Said Heatwave who had woken up from the noise. He got up and went into another room and pressed a green button on the control panel. Blades and Boulder weren't far behind. It didn't take long for the signal to go through. On the screen was a large black and tan dog. It was a Tibetan Mastiff wearing a blue and red collar and matching harness.
"Optimus Prime?" Heatwave asked, raising an eyebrow.
There was one time where the large canine had been accidently called Optimutts, but the whole thing was quickly sorted out.
"Heatwave?" the Tibetan Mastiff replied.
"It's me." The liver spotted Dalmatian answered.
"Something wrong?" Blades asked.
"Yeah, we didn't expect you to call so soon." Said Boulder.
"Boulder's right, what's going on?" Heatwave asked.
"I called because there's a…" Optimus was cut off when a black and silver German shepherd ran into the room.
"I came as soon as I could." Said Chase who stopped to pant.
He then noticed Boulder and the others frowning at him. Lowering his ears he looked rather puzzled.
"What?"
"As I was saying…" Optimus started, continuing the conversation.
"Rescue Mutts, I have an important mission for you."
"I thought our current mission was important." Blades whispered.
"Shh," said Boulder.
"Go on," Heatwave insisted.
Optimus Prime sat back on his haunches, pulling his tail closer to his body.
"Recently, I found another group of Mutts who currently have no place to go." He explained.
Heatwave tilted his head, obviously confused.
"And?"
"Are you all sitting down?" Optimus asked.
Blades, Boulder, and the others sat down at that.
"We are now," Heatwave answered.
"Anyway… until I am able to find them a permanent home, they will be staying with you." Optimus announced.
The Rescue Mutts' jaws dropped.
Heatwave blinked twice. Did he hear what he thought he just heard?
"What?" he asked.
"I will explain when I arrive tomorrow." Said Optimus.
Heatwave quickly got up.
"Wait!" he barked raising his right paw.
"What are these Mutts like?"
"You'll find out soon enough, Heatwave. I must go prepare the team for the long journey." said Optimus.
"What about…?" Heatwave sputtered, but the call ended before he could finish his sentence.
The only thing that could be heard in the room was static.
"So much for that." said Heatwave. He turned around and saw Cody enter the room.
"Hey!" he called out. "You won't believe what Graham found that we can sell at the yard sale… it's a…" Cody stopped short and looked around.
"Did I miss something?"
(Some of the lyrics in the theme song have been changed to fit the story.)
"A routine stroll with four Mutts in stasis,
Years later, awoke in the strangest of places.
Earth was their home now, and in addition,
Optimus Prime made a decision:
'Learn from the humans, help and protect,
Live in their world, earn their respect.
A family of heroes will be your allies,
To others remain canines in disguise!'
Rescue Mutts, roll to the rescue!
Humans in need, heroes indeed!
Rescue Mutts, roll to the rescue,
Rescue… Mutts!
With Cody to guide them and show them the way,
Rescue Mutts will be saving the day.
Rescue Mutts, roll to the rescue,
Rescue Mutts!"
What had started off as a rather quiet Friday morning turned out to be the start of one big misadventure.
MORE TO COME…
And that's it for chapter one. Instead of being rescue bots, they're… rescue mutts! Again, got the idea after watching an episode of Nick Jr's PAW Patrol. If anyone is unfamiliar with Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retrievers, Bernese Mountain Dogs and Tibetan Mastiffs, I suggest looking up all three on Wikipedia. Most Dalmatians people have seen are usually white with black spots but they can have other colors such as orange, lemon, brindle, blue, black & tan, liver, tricolor and sable. Albino and solid white are extremely rare but there are documented cases of them. Anyway… chapter two is being worked on and it'll probably be up in a week or two. So stay tuned.
Reviews are appreciated.