OK I know I said the last two chapters this was done but I just couldn't pass up this idea.

So you know those bloopers reels that play at the end of Pixar movies like Toy Story 2, A Bug's Life, and Monsters, Inc.? This is essentially that. Enjoy the pups getting into some funny shenanigans behind the scenes.

"That's great, Sweetie," Ryder said. "But how exactly are we gonna get there? Rocky said all the ways underground are blocked."

"Well then we're going to need to MAKE a way underground ourselves," Sweetie answered. "Fortunately, I have a tool that can help us with that." She then pushed a green button on her control pad, causing a nearby door to open and reveal a vehicle similar to the ones the PAW Patrol use; it was shaped like a train, with a large drill at the front. Sweetie, with Bubsy in tow, then hopped on the vehicle. However, the vehicle began short-circuiting, and it broke into pieces.

"Oh, does this mean we can break for lunch?" Rubble asked.

Dr. Klaw couldn't help but smile at his accomplishment. "Now then, my sweet," Klaw said as he stared at his shovel companion. "Look at the peril this city is in. Once we get to the main headquarters of this place, we can begin taking over this city, and then the rest of the world!"

"With all due resssspect ssssire," Scratch said from behind. "That issss sssstill a sssshovel you are talking to."

"Oh be quiet, numbskull," Klaw scolded. "I don't tell you how to live your life. Now if we could just find that castle."

"Yessss," Scratch replied. "Where could it be?" The two began looking around, unaware the castle was right behind them.

"GUH!" Gorge called from behind.

"Hold on," the big cat called. "I think I can do this better. Can we do that take again?"

Dr. Klaw couldn't help but smile at his accomplishment. "Now then, my sweet," Klaw said as he stared at his shovel companion. "Look at the peril this city is in. Once we get to the main headquarters of this place, we can begin taking over this city, and then the rest of the world!"

"With all due resssspect ssssire," Scratch said from behind. "That issss sssstill a sssshovel you are talking to."

"Oh be quiet, numbskull," Klaw scolded. "I don't tell you how to live your life. Now if we could just find that castle."

"Yessss," Scratch replied. "Where could it be?" The two began looking around, unaware the castle was right behind them.

"GUUH!" Gorge called from behind.

"Wait a minute," Gorge called as the other two cats rolled their eyes. "That was better, but I don't really think it was my best one. Can we try that again?"

Dr. Klaw couldn't help but smile at his accomplishment. "Now then, my sweet," Klaw said as he stared at his shovel companion. "Look at the peril this city is in. Once we get to the main headquarters of this place, we can begin taking over this city, and then the rest of the world!"

"With all due resssspect ssssire," Scratch said from behind. "That issss sssstill a sssshovel you are talking to."

"Oh be quiet, numbskull," Klaw scolded. "I don't tell you how to live your life. Now if we could just find that castle."

"Yessss," Scratch replied. "Where could it be?" The two began looking around, unaware the castle was right behind them.

"GUUUH!" Gorge called from behind.

"OK cut," the fat cat said as the other two cats groaned. "I just don't think I'm giving it my all."

"This is the nineteenth take," Klaw sighed. "I cannot work like this. If you need me I'll be in my trailer."

"PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!" Chase saluted as per usual.

"Jolly good, Pups," Ryder said. "We have a pretty big situation on our hands. It could be our most important mission yet." The boy then pushed a button on his Pup-Pad, showcasing an image of Ryder sneezing and having green snot fly everywhere. Everyone, including the camera crew and Robo-Dog, began laughing.

"What," Ryder said. "What's so funny?" He then looked at the screen and began chuckling to himself.

"Very funny Sweetie!" he called as he shot a look at the Westie Terrier, who was looking all innocent on a chair behind the camera.

"OK everyone, we're losing time," the director called. "Let's pull ourselves together and give it another go."

Just then, the elevator reached the bottom floor. The doors opened and Ryder led his pups to the briefing room, where he would discuss the mission again and assign roles for his pups. Marshall however, got his tail caught in the closing doors. He tried to push himself out, but afterwards he flew right into Ryder, knocking him over. The pups, Ryder, and the camera crew couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm OK!" Marshall called.

"Can that," Zuma said between laughs. "Can that just be part of the movie now?"

"PLEASE!?" Rubble asked in his laughing fit. "It was so funny!"

"OK pups, for this mission I'll need," he pressed a button on his Pup-Pad.

"Chase, Tracker, Everest, Rocky, and Skye, we need you all to distract the cats so that we can get into the castle," Ryder commanded.

"Green means go!" the mixed breed howled.

"Chase is on the case!" the German Shepherd barked.

"I'm all ears!" the Chihuahua said.

"Let's-a GO!" the Cockapoo cheered. This made everyone crack up laughing.

"I'm sorry," Skye said, laughing herself. "I just couldn't resist. I mean, can you blame me?"

"Alright, let's try again," the director said, trying to overcome his laughing fit.

"RUBBLE," Marshall called while covering his ears. "CAN'T YOU USE A QUIETER TOOL?"

"WHAT!?" Rubble asked, unable to hear Marshall over the sound of his buzzsaw.

"I SAID CAN'T YOU USE A QUIETER TOOL?" Marshall repeated. "IT'S TOO LOUD!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU," Rubble replied. "IT'S TOO LOUD!"

Just then, however, the buzzsaw came off of its hinges, flying every which way and destroying everything. It eventually cut into the camera, breaking it.

"Well we can't know for sure until we have all the answers," Ryder said. "For now, finding the cause of these growing plants is our main priority." He then pressed a button on his Pup-Pad, beginning to assign his pups their roles. However, as he did an image of Ryder sleeping while drooling appeared on the screen.

"Tracker," Ryder began. However, he was interrupted by everyone from the pups to the camera crew laughing. He turned around and saw the picture, and couldn't hep but laugh himself. He shot a glare at Sweetie, who again was sitting and acting innocent.

"Sweetie!" he called.

"ME!" came a rather prissy voice. "Can you believe it, Bubsy? It has been far too long since you've had a playdate with me!"

Sweetie, the pet of Barkingburg's princess, was currently in the throne room on her soft, purple pillow. She was playing with her "buddy" Bubsy, who even though was just a toy, was her loyal henchman and assistant. When not plotting to rule over Barkingburg, she'd usually take the time to play with him. And she loved every second of it.

Well, that is until she turned around and saw Ryder, Chase, and Marshall approaching her. She inwardly groaned in agony.

"Those PAW Patrol pests are always on my tail, aren't they?" she thought to herself. "What could they possibly want?"

The Westie Terrier turned around as the pups and Ryder confronted her.

"Alright, great take!" the director called.

"Good acting Bubsy," Sweetie congratulated her "buddy". "You're such a good actor, yes you are yes you are yesyouareyesyouare!"

It was no surprise that the other members of the PAW Patrol were a little shocked with Ryder allowing Sweetie to enter the Mission PAW Cruiser willingly. Some, like Rubble, were thinking she had finally turned over a new leaf. Others, like Skye, were thinking that the Westie Terrier had tricked their leader into letting her in so she could botch the whole operation. Regardless, Ryder reassured the pups that he was going to make sure Sweetie wouldn't do anything suspicious. Right now, Sweetie was tinkering with both Rocky's pup-pack and Bubsy; she found an way to stick her "companion" in the pup-pack, overriding the system.

"Ready, and..." the director said.

"Hold on," the cameraman called. "Lemme check the focus."

"So did you make it into Pokerninja2's first fic on this marathon?" Robo-Dog asked Bubsy.

"Well if you look at some point when Tickety Tock skidoos into the cuckoo clock, you can see me somewhere in the background," Bubsy replied. "What about you?"

"Well I'm set to appear as a camo in Pokerninja2's new Clifford fic," Robo-Dog answered.

"That's great!" Bubsy cheered.

"The good news is I found where these weeds are coming from!" the mixed breed yipped in joy. "They are all connected, and are directly underground where I'm standing!"

"Great job, Rocky!" Ryder congratulated. "It seems that Sweetie was a pretty big help."

"She sure was!" Marshall said from behind. However though, he tumbled off the seat and onto the ground.

"I'm OK!" the Dalmatian called.

"What, do you need a seat belt when the car ISN'T moving too?" Sweetie joked.

Everyone gathered around Sweetie's bed. It wasn't a pretty sight. They still couldn't believe it - their helper and friend was not going to make it. It pained them all to realize this was the last time they would ever see Sweetie. Not even stoic Chase could hide his tears anymore. In fact, he began whimpering.

"Chase," Marshall whispered. "You're not supposed to whimper like that."

"No I'm actually crying," Chase said, "I have something stuck in my eye!" Everyone laughed, including Sweetie. "No seriously, stop the camera!"

"Are you so sure about that?" Klaw asked. "How about a little wager?"

"What wager?" Ryder asked.

"THIS wager," Klaw said. Pushing another button on Sally, it converted his shovel companion into a plunger. He then held it against Skye's throat, who began laughing through the tape on her mouth, followed by everyone else. Klaw noticed that he didn't have Sally set to "knife" mode.

"My bad," Klaw said. "Can we do that again?"

The other pups were both impressed and surprised. How would Sweetie, a pup who is constantly trying to rule over the kingdom, not to mention being constantly pampered by Barkingburg's princess, have time to build herself a secret underground bunker? The PAW Patrol wasted no time following Sweetie down the steps. At the end of the staircase laid a large room, filled with capsules, electric wires, and a large screen with a photoshopped picture of Sweetie with all of her fur shaven off. Everyone began laughing hysterically.

"WHO DID THAT!?" Sweetie demanded in anger.

"Payback!" Ryder said through his laughter.

As if on cue, a doctor came through the doors. Complete silence fell the room. Weather he had good or bad news, everyone stayed quiet to listen.

Then Rubble burped, as everyone burst into laughter.

"How much dog food did he eat?" Everest asked.

"Sorry," Rubble said. "I had some of that new bean burrito kibble. Can we have another take?"

"Seriously?" Rocky asked. "You know I hate these fake tears!"

The boy then got up and took out his Pup-Pad. "For the bravery and willingness to help save the world, I would like to introduce everyone the newest member of the PAW Patrol..."

All the pups wagged their tails. Was Sweetie actually going to be a PAW Patrol member!?

"SWEETIE!" Ryder finished as he pushed a button on his Pup-Pad. However, the one in the PAW Patroller wasn't Sweetie at all; it was the Marie from The Aristocats!

"Bark bark bark!" she called. "How was that? Was that 'dog' enough for me to get the part?"

"Marie," the director said. "I think we should give this part back to Sweetie."

"Why though?" Marie asked. "Just because I'm a cat doesn't mean I can't play a role in this movie! Where's my agent?"

Just after this whole ordeal however, their Pup Tags began ringing. "PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!" Ryder called from the other end.

"Ryder needs us!" Zuma called as he and the others raced towards the Lookout's elevator. As if it was even a shock to anyone, Marshall found some way to clumsily slip his way into the elevator. In this case, he tripped over Zuma's hovercraft. He fell right into the cockpit and accidentally activated it, causing it to erratically move around. The other pups took cover as the Dalmatian bounced around the Lookout.

"HOW DO YOU SHUT OFF THIS THING!?" Marshall called.

"Push the blue button!" Zuma yelled.

Marshall hit the button as told, but all it did was make the hovercraft move faster. It began smashing into the pups, knocking them away, and ruining the Lookout's decor. It then hit the cameraman as the hovercraft began destroying the set.

"SOMEONE STOP THAT HOVERCRAFT!" the director called as Marshall broke through the studio's walls and into the parking lot.

(No I did not just do this to say that I now have a Clifford's Puppy Days fic up and I want people to check it out because it's been up for a few hours and has zero views. That would be ridiculous.)

(But seriously if you like my writing check out my Clifford's Puppy Days fic. Please?)