*The season of Autumn had arrived around, and a lot of folks in Adventure Bay were getting ready for the big time in November; Thanksgiving.*


Goodway: Oh, isn't this just exciting Chickaletta? *her chicken clucked in her purse as they looked at the decorations around town, first was Mr. Porter*


Mr. Porter: Happy Thanksgiving to you Mayor Goodway.


Goodway: Wonderful decor Mr. Porter. I especially like the cornucopia


Mr. Porter: Yea, I'm trying to do something different 


Goodway: It's a wonderful effort, I must say.


Alex: *comes out the shop with a pumpkin pie* Hey Mayor Goodway, would you like some pie?


Goodway: Maybe later, Alex


Alex: OK then... *He set the pie down on the table.*


Mr. Porter: So any idea what the Paw Patrol are gonna do for this years Thanksgiving Parade?


Goodway: I asked Ryder to help make sure it all looks good and a small help in a special addition for us


Mr. Porter: And what may that be?


Goodway: You'll have to wait and see


Mr. Porter: Alright then. Hopefully it's good. *As he went to adjust the cornucopia, he ended up slipping and bumped into a table, knocking the pie up and onto his head.*


Alex: Hehehe, there goes your slice Mayor Goodway.


Mr. Porter: I'll get some paper towels *he leaves to his shop as a transition of the usual emblem showed Ryder, Balloona X and Formula in a large area with a staked down tarp*


Formula: Well, took nearly a whole month of designing, another week or two of construction and such, and one more for testing, but... *He yawned slightly while stretching.* I think we got it.


Balloona X: Aww, is my Formy tired?


Formula: Yes...


Ryder: Form, you've done a whole lot with helping lately. Designing and building the balloon, setting up some of the other stuff... I think you deserve to go and get some rest.


Balloona X: And I know the perfect way for him to relax


Formula: What do you yawns mean? *He rubbed a paw over his eyes.*


Balloona X: This *She started to inhale some air to blow her up to a bed size, then she bounced abit so she was on her back*


Formula: Aww, thanks Loony


Balloona X: Come on and relax on your balloony collie belly bed Formy. You really earned in. *He then jumped onto Balloona X's belly and relaxed on her*


Ryder: And just to make sure you rest easily with little interruptions, I also got a pair of noise-cancelling headphones if you need them. *He pulled out the headphones and placed them on Formula*


Formula: *loudly* Thanks Ryder! *Ryder gives Formula a thumbs up*


Ryder: Now to handle the other decorations and make sure they get the balloon


Balloona X: Ryder, remind me, who is in charge of the balloon being delivered?


Ryder: Chase and Skye are


Balloona X: You sure they can handle it?


Ryder: of course I'm sure. They got this.


Balloona X: Ok then


Formula: *loudly* I assume it's all going great! Good luck Ryder! *he then snuggled up to Balloona's head for more comfort and rested*


Balloona X: Hehe, sleep now my brainy lab. You need it.


Formula: *loudly* What?! *she smiles while petting him softly as he closed his eyes*


Ryder: Enjoy, I gotta get this balloon moved


Balloona X: I will, and he will too no doubt. *She happily licked her sleeping pup's cheek. Ryder then went on his pup pad as Chase and Skye appeared on the other end*


Ryder: Chase, Skye, we're ready for you. 


Chase: We'll meet you there


Ryder: Alright then *A transition of the usual emblem showed Mayor Goodway at the pier looking at Cap'n Turbot's boat and his decor*


Goodway: Let’s see how the Turbots are getting along… *the boat had interesting Thanksgiving streamers as Turbot came up from below deck with some jars*


Cap'n Turbot: Got loads of the gooey goodness of the joyfully delicious jellyfish jam for the feast.


???: *French accent* Are you sure this is enough for everyone?


Cap'n Turbot: Yes it is, Francios *from below deck came someone who looked very similar to Cap'n Turbot except he wore a blue beret, a blue ascot, red and white horizontal striped shirt and had a goatee as he also carried some jars*


Francois: *French accent* I still think escargot would've worked better.


Turbot: Still not sure that would work for a Thanksgiving feast though


Francois: *French accent* I know your fishy friends love zis jam, but the others may not fancy it as much.


Turbot: Seriously...


Francois: *French accent* Yes, seriously...


Goodway: Hello Cap'n Turbot and Francois.


Turbot: Oh, hey Mayor Goodway


Francois: *French accent* Ah, bonjour madame Goodway.


Turbot: Care for some jellyfish jam?


Goodway: Some other time perhaps


Turbot: Ok then


Francois: *French accent* I told you so.


Goodway: It's nice how you decorated The Flounder. Very festive.


Turbot: Why thank you


Goodway: I hope you both can make it for the surprise planned later today and in the evening


Francois: *French accent* A surprise? What may that be?


Goodway: You'll just have to wait and see


Francois: *French accent* Ah man, I really want to see it


Goodway: And you will soon, just not yet.


Francois: *French accent* Come on, let's bring these jams over and find a good spot


Turbot: Alright then


Goodway: I’ll leave you two to it then. *She began making her way to the next stop when a bunch of birds overhead caught her attention.* Whoa, that's alot of birds


Turbot: Indeed. Those feathered fliers must’ve missed their mandatory migration day.


Francois: *French accent* I hope they find their way through this?


Goodway: I do as well, but they’re heading out to where Ryder has the surprise.


Francois: *French accent* Hope they don't mess with their surprise...


Goodway: I should call him just in case. *She pulled out her phone. A transition with the usual emblem saw Ryder explaining the plan for moving the balloon to Chase and Skye.*


Skye: We're almost there


Chase: I can’t wait to see this myself.


Skye: Yea


Ryder: Well, Formula wants it to remain a surprise till later, even for us.


Chase: Alright then *Upon arriving at the spot, they saw the tarp still down, and Balloona X softly rocking back and forth with her lab still sound asleep.*


Balloona X: There there my sleepy Formy *He softly snored, cuddling up closer to her head.* Awwww


Ryder: Hey Balloona, things going well here?


Balloona X: Yep


Skye: I rarely see him sleep that soundly.


Chase: Yea, he's been working alot


Ryder: You said it. *His pup pad began ringing as he pulled it out and answered it.* Yes Mayor Goodway?


Goodway: Ryder, a flock of birds seemed to have migrated a bit behind schedule and are flying in your direction as we speak!


Ryder: Really?


Goodway: Yes!


Ryder: We'll keep our eye out *he ended the call and went back to the pups*


Balloona X: What's going on Ryder? Trouble?


Ryder: We just need to be careful. Mayor Goodway said a flock of birds was coming here


All except Formula: What?! 


Chase: They could pop that balloon if we're not careful!


Ryder: Don't worry, we just have to keep them away long enough for this to get to Adventure Bay and show


Skye: But what if we run into them while moving it?


Balloona X: Why not inflate yourself and use yourself as shield?


Skye: Hmm, good idea. Or... hey Chase, still got that flashbang mode?


Chase: Yes


Ryder: Good thinking you 2


Balloona X: Will it work though?


Ryder: We can only hope


Balloona X: Alright…


Ryder: Come on pups, let's not let a flock ruin this for us.


Chase: Yes sir, Ryder sir! *with that, Chase and Skye got to work moving the balloon as they looked in preparation while Balloona still comforted her pup*


Balloona X: There there Formy. Even though you can't hear me, your balloon is in safe paws... and you are in this balloon's safe paws. *Balloona pets him and licks his cheek in comfort as the others were on route to bring the balloon to Adventure Bay. A wipe transition has cut back to Adventure Bay as Mayor Goodway finished checking all the decor as everyone was getting ready for the parade.*


Goodway: Mmhm... Everything seems to be all and well.


Katie: I heard this parade is going to be one of the best ones so far, Mayor Goodway.


Goodway: I certainly hope so. Everyone's been working so hard to make it great


Alex: I do have a question, are the Paw Patrol going to be here in time for it?


Goodway: They should be around just as soon as the parade begins. No need to worry Alex


Alex: Ok. This parade is so exciting, even that large amount of birds want to see it!


Goodway: Wait, what?!


Alex: Look *He pointed up. Mayor Goodway looked to where Alex was pointing to see the large flock flying by*


Goodway: Oh my goodness! I thought one was bad, but all these birds around could potentially ruin the parade!


Katie: This isn't good


Goodway: I better warn Ryder... *Goodway took out her phone again as a transition wipe showed Ryder, Chase, and Skye still on their way to the parade*


Ryder: Looking good, pups! *His pup pad started to ring* Hmm, who could that be now? *he answered his pup pad to see a worried Mayor Goodway* Mayor Goodway? Is there a problem?


Goodway: Yes! More birds showed up and may wreck the parade before you get here!


Ryder: Are there that many?


Goodway: Yes!


Turbot: Those precariously pointy beaks could pop or puncture these puffy parade balloons!


Ryder: Whoa, this is more trouble than when it was just us. But don't worry everyone. No parade is too wrecked, no pup is too small. *he pulled the side of his pup pad and activated the signal as the pup's tags beeped* Paw Patrol, to the Lookout!


All except Formula: Ryder needs us! *Balloona rolled over on instinct with little hesitation, completely forgetting Formula was there as he woke up to be squashed to her as she began bouncing to the Lookout.*


Formula: *muffled* Huh? Loony? *soon the pups arrived at the elevator with Marshall and Balloona not far behind*


Marshall: I'm coming guys


Balloona X: Me too! Oh wait, should deflate a bit first… or I’ll get stuck or squash the pups… *she tried to deflate for a bit, but Marshall bumps into her and they roll over to the others*


Chase: Uh oh…


Rubble: Heads up! *She rolled into the elevator as a crash noise was heard. When it cut back, she had flattened all the pups.*


Balloona X: Guess every food is brought in on Thanksgiving… even Border Rolls and Pupcakes. *Balloona X remove the headphone off of him*


All Pups: Hehehehe


Formula: *loudly* What did she say?! *Balloona X remove the headphones off of him*


Balloona X: Sorry Formy. Didn't notice you there


Formula: Really?


Balloon X: Yeah, sorry. But you're still my cute pup


Formula: Just help me…


Balloona X: Oh I will, Formy. I will… *As the door closed and the elevator rose, she eagerly kissed him with the others reforming themselves. at the logo, it shined before showing the pups all in their normal sizes and uniforms. When the elevator reached the top and opened, the pups all leaped out in line*


Chase: Paw Patrol ready for action,  Ryder sir!


Ryder: Thanks for getting here quickly pups, and sorry for waking you from you nap, Formula.


Formula: I'm used to it... *He yawned, rubbing one of his eyes.*


Ryder: We have a bit of a problem. A large flock of birds was seen flying by the parade and it could ruin it. *The screen showed the image as the pups gasped a bit.*


Skye: This is really bad


Ryder: We already know about the birds trying to ruin Formula's balloon from earlier...


Formula: Wait, what?!


Balloona X: Don't worry, it still safe


Formula: Oh, thank goodness.


Ryder: For now, that is. But we're gonna need some help saving the other balloons in town.


Ryder: I'm gonna need all paws on deck for this. *he scrolled through the tags to tap on Balloona's, Skye's, Marshall's, and Rocky's* Balloona, Skye, Marshall, and Rocky, I need you 4 to try and keep the birds distracted and shield them away from the balloons


Balloona X: Time to bounce into action!


Skye: This puppy’s gotta fly!


Marshall: I'm ready for a ruff ruff rescue!


Rocky: Green means go!


Formula: Wait, four of us are needed overall?


Ryder: Well, for one team. I need all paws on deck for this one. *he swiped to tap on Chase, Formula, Rubble, and Zuma's tags*


Ryder: Chase, Formula, Rubble, and Zuma, I need you 4 to try and lead the birds away from the parade and back on their paths.


Chase: Chase is on the case


Formula: These paws prevent mechanical flaws. *His collie looked to him oddly.* What? I’ve been working on a new phrase for a while…


Rubble: Rubble on the double!


Zuma: Let's dive in!


Ryder: Alright! Paw Patrol is on a roll! *Ryder rushed to the pole and slid to the garage as Skye went to the slide and flipped on it and slid down. Balloona then went to the slide and bounced on as she rolled down. Skye made it to her pup house as it changed into its helicopter form and flew off. Balloona then bounced off the slide and to her pup house as it changes to its tanker form and drove off. The garage door opened as Ryder got on his ATV and drove off as all the pups followed him to the parade. A transition of the usual emblem cut to the folks of Adventure Bay trying what they could to keep the birds away.*


Goodway: Oh dear, where are they?


Alex: Shoo birdies! Shoo!


Katie: Go away, please *The birds kept flying around the parade balloons, getting dangerously close at points.*


Goodway: This is not good at all! Hope the Paw Patrol will get here on time *On cue, the sounds of the sirens got close as the whole team arrived.* Oh thanks goodness


Ryder: Don't worry folks, these birds won't be bursting anyone's balloons today! Pups, you all know what to do


Pups: Right away!


Balloona X and Formula: Team, follow me *The six pups split up to meet with their respective pup as the two teams split up.*


Goodway: Ryder, you do have a plan for this if all of them are involved, right?


Ryder: Yes Mayor Goodway, I'm sure they can handle this


Goodway: I hope so...


Ryder: Trust me


Balloona X: Alright, let's help the Lead team, Shield team!


Skye, Marshall, and Rocky: You got it!


Balloona X: *barks* Hose! *a hose came put of her pup pack and extended a bit*


Marshall: How is it we’re gonna be able to control how we float though?


Balloona X: I can try to hold down with my ground stake.


Skye: And I can try to steer with my wings


Rocky: And I think I may have some spare cables in my truck. *Rocky rushed to his truck and rummaged through before bringing some ropes and grounding stakes* Found them!


Marshall: Perfect!


Balloona X: Alright pups, grow time! *Rocky rushed to them as he helped tied them down as Chase and Formula and his team were devising a way to lead the birds*


Chase: This is going to be tricky without Rocky’s gadgets or Marshall’s bird speak.


Formula: We can try to think of a way to guide them


Rubble: Some kind of treat?


Formula: Hmm… like a birdseed cannon.


Zuma: That might work


Chase: We can use my net cannon for that.


Rubble: I can have my shovel have a bunch in it too.


Formula: Great then


Zuma: What can Form and I do though?


Chase: Maybe you can help find where to lead them to get them back on their migration


Formula: I’ll try to figure out the flight path, but I need to speak to Cap’n Turbot to figure out what birds these are… I’ll be back as soon as I can.


Chase: Well to make sure... Zuma, maybe use your fan from your hovercraft to blow them away from here too


Zuma: You got it, dude


Rubble: Let's hope this works out then.


Formula: It has to


Chase: Go find the info from Cap’n Turbot, we’ll do what we can.


Formula: You got it! *He left as the other three boys got to work on their part. Back with Balloona's team, they were all tied and ready for their part*


Balloona X: Every pup all tied down?


Skye: Yep, we’re all set!


Rocky: We need to hurry though.


Marshall: And really quick soon


Balloona X: On it! *Balloona then passed the hose to Skye*


Skye: Me first? But won’t this take longer?


Balloona X: Don't worry, Formy gave me a special upgrade to help out, and for when I want some time with him


Skye: Really?


Balloona X: Yes. Take it. *Skye plugged the hose in her mouth though she was a bit curious on the upgrade. She barks* Overdrive on helium! *helium rushed from the hose and into Skye as she was quickly inflating much faster than normal speed*


Skye: Mmmph?! *it didn't take long before she was at least twice her size and floated up with the hose pulled down*


Balloona X: Thank you Formy... now, which of you boys wanna go next? *Marshall and Rocky looked at each other in mild confusion before looking back at Balloona speechless*


Skye: *squeaky voice* They're simply baffled, hehe!


Balloona X: I'm not surprised. Guess I'll just have to pick for you then. Hehehe


Both: Uhhh... *As the collie giggled, a transition with her tag showed the two boys also ballooned up and floating as the gals simply giggled.*


Rocky: *high pitched* Well, this happened very quick


Marshall: *high pitched* Yeah! Formula’s in trouble when you want to play with the pack.


Balloona X: You better believe it.


Skye: *high pitched* Get up with us and help out Balloona! *barks* Wings! *Her wings and jets popped out of her pack.*


Balloona X: Be with you shortly, you three start defending.


All 3: *high pitched* Right! *The three began floating over to defend the parade balloons from the birds as they looked ready to peck with their beaks.*


Balloona X: Hope Formula's team is doing ok on their side *Balloona quickly inflated far larger than the others as she floated up to them very rapidly*


Marshall: *high pitched* You didn’t waste much time there.


Rocky: *high pitched* And still getting bigger? *It wasn't until she was nearly the size of a parade balloon herself when she popped the hose out*


Balloona X: *high pitched* There we go


Rocky: *high pitched* Maybe after our job's done, we can have you be in the parade too.


Balloona X: *high pitched* Hehehehe


Marshall: *high pitched* Time to be some shields though! *they moved as best as they could with a little help from Skye as they blocked the birds from the parade*


Balloona X: *high pitched* Sorry birds, those balloons aren't for you!


Rocky: *high pitched* You have to turn around or go somewhere else


Marshall: *high pitched* Please try to understand, we need this *The birds simply looked confused, landing on the four new balloon dogs instead.*


All 4: *high pitched* Huh? *The four dogs eventually received a few pecks from the many beaks, but they only bounced off and tickled the huge dogs.* Hehehe! Hey, stop that! It tickles! *The birds kept pecking them. As all four kept laughing, the leading trio showed up and looked up.*


Zuma: Huge question, why didn't the dudes use their airbags for this?


Chase: Maybe Formula didn't make them unpoppable?


Rubble: Surely he did! He plans everything out!


Chase: I guess


Zuma: We'll have to ask him after this. Let's help them out though.


Chase: Right *Both Chase and Rubble had the seed ready with Chase firing a few blasts out to attract some birds, while Rubble led others away with his bucketful.*


Rubble: That's it, follow the seeds *A bunch of the birds landed on the bucket, taking a few seeds while others followed the trail Chase shot out.*


Chase: Well, that'll help the defenders out for now. Hope Formula gets back with the info soon...


Zuma: You 4 ok?


Balloona X: *high pitched* Tickled, but alright.


Zuma: Good


Skye: *high pitched* Did Formula figure out what birds these are?


Chase: He's finding the Turbots right now as we speak.


Balloona X: *high pitched* Why the Turbots?


Rubble: Cap'n Turbot and Francois know more than just sea life.


Balloona X: *high pitched* Francois?


Skye: *high pitched* Oh, you never met him yet?


Balloona X: *high pitched* No, Formy and I never had the chance to yet.


Chase: Well you will see


Balloona X: *high pitched* Ok? *A bit down the road, Formula was looking amongst the crowd on the streets.*


Formula: Where are they?


Katie: Formula, you looking for someone in particular?


Formula: Yes, I'm looking for Cap'n Turbot


Katie: I saw him back near the Flounder, trying to find a few treats to lure these birds away as well, but seems the other pups have it under control.


Formula: For now… I have to get them back to their migration path quickly.


Katie: Alright


Formula: I just hope I can get the answers I need. Thanks Katie. *He began heading off to the Flounder.*


Formula: Cap'n Turbot?


Turbot: Ah, the powerful pup I was pondering would wander here for help.


Formula: Yes... I need to know what kinds of birds these are to figure out the migration path they need to take.


Turbot: Well from I could gather these indigenous invasive birds appear seem to be the rare cleverly cerulean cardinals


Formula: The what?


Francois: *French accent* Cousin, who are you talking to up there?


Formula: Wait, cousin?


Turbot: Oh, you probably never met my marvelous cousin from overseas, Francois


Francois: *French accent* Someone new up there? *He came onto the deck, seeing the black and gray pup.*


Formula: Hello there


Francois: *French accent* Bonjour. Do I detect ze Australian accent to you?


Formula: A little, yeah. Sort of something I picked up.


Francois: *French accent* It is a pleasure to meet you.


Formula: Name's Formula


Francois: *French accent* I must say, you are one adorable pup. *He softly got down, rubbing the lab's head.*


Formula: Hehehehe *He panted a bit, wagging his tail happily.*


Cap'n Turbot: Not often my optics observe a relaxed and really happy Formula.


Francois: *French accent* You just need ze magic touch.


Formula: It really does feel nice there, hehehe.


Cap'n Turbot: Anyway, Formula and his friends need help, Francois


Formula: Yes, I need to know the migration path for these birds. Francois, what are these… cardinals?


Francois: *French accent* Right. These cardinals are normally docile except when they want to move in to a certain place and try to get things away from the area


Formula: So… *He tilted his head towards the balloons.* I assume those are the “obstacles” to them?


Francois: *French accent* Why yes. They are picky on who or what gets in their home


Formula: Crikey… how do we get them back to their migration path though?


Turbot: Well they don't normally move away on their own, unless of course a much larger bird comes in the territory and frightens them out.


Formula: Larger… bird? *He looked to the parade balloons as he got an idea.* I got it! Thanks you two! *Formula rushed away from them as he had to put his plan into motion*


Both Turbots: You're welcome!


Formula: Hopefully this works… *He hopped back into his truck, driving off as his pup tag lit up.* Ryder, I have a plan…


Ryder: What is it, Formula?


Formula: You’ll see soon, I just need to make a change to a project.


Ryder: Ok then


Formula: Try to keep the birds occupied until then, and get Chase and the others to help out Balloona


Ryder: Sure thing. *Ryder ended the call as he went to Chase and the others with the news* Chase, I got a message from Formula


Chase: What did he say, Ryder?


Ryder: He needs you to help Balloona and the others until he comes


Chase: Yes sir, Ryder sir! Team, we need to help the others


Rubble: Alright, let's go.


Zuma: You got it *A transition with Chase’s tag saw the other three amongst the other balloon pups, ready to defend the parade balloons too.*


Rubble: Balloona X, we came to help you 4


Balloona X: *high pitched* Alright, this’ll get interesting.


Chase: *barks* Launcher! *his pup pack opened as his launcher came from the side and fired tennis balls around the birds*


Balloona X: *high pitched* Good one


Chase: Thanks


Rubble: Hold up. *barks* Shovel! *His shovel formed from his pack. Some seeds were filled in it as he flung it to the cardinals. Some moved away, some ate them in the air*


Zuma: These dudes just won't stop! How long till Form gets here?


Chase: Just keep them busy a little longer


Zuma: You got it, dude *He used his fans from his hovercraft to try and disorientate some of the birds flying still.*


Balloona X: *high pitched* They are relentless. Where's Formy?!


Marshall: *high pitched* I don’t know how much longer we can last like this! *the pups kept at it for some time as Alex seemed to notice something coming over*


Alex: Hey grandpa, what is that?


Mr. Porter: Huh? *he looks to see a large mass coming to them* I have no idea


Alex: It looks familiar


Mr. Porter: Hey... *puts his hand over his eyes* Is that... *The pups looked up as all the birds were covered by a huge shadow from the object, which looked like some large round bird with big wings, cawing loudly.*


All pups: Whoa! *The bird fled the area in fear as the rather large and round bird hovered over Adventure Bay.*


Skye: *High pitched* What in the world is that?!


Chase: I won’t let it harm my pilot pup!


Ryder: *he got on his pup pad and tried to contact Formula* Come on Formula. Where are you?! *A ring came from above as the bird calls stopped and the lab answered.*


Formula: *high pitched* Hey Ryder, there an issue?


Ryder: Wait, why does your voice sound high?


Formula: *high pitched* I had to find a way to get the birds scared off, so I...


Balloona X: *high pitched* Wait a sec… *barks* Hook retract! *The hook on then retracted to her pup pack* Going up… *she floated up as everyone looked in worry until she made it to the large mass and was surprised* Oh my goodness! *She exhaled, deflating back and landing in the object to see her lab’s sunken head.* Formy?!


Formula: *high pitched* Hey, Loony


Balloona X: Formy?! Why’d you… how’d you…


Formula: *high pitched* When I heard the birds get scared of larger birds, I had this thought in mind to get them out *A small flashback showed him arrive at his parade balloon staked down from before as he got to work changing his outfit out, adding a voice changer, and having two hoses with one for the balloon and the other from his pack.*


Past Formula: I sure hope this works *He barked to turn his air hose on as he started taking the helium in from the balloon as well. his form was expanding massively as his balloon was losing all it had. thinking* It’s a shame my balloon won’t be seen… but I have a job to do! *soon his balloon was completely deflated as Formula matched its large size and floated to the parade. high pitched* Time to save the day! *He got his changer on over his mouth, having it set to a unique bird call. the flashback ended showing a wowed Balloona*


Balloona X: Formy, I can't believe you did that.


Formula: high pitched I had to do something.


Balloona X: But... that means that parade balloon you worked super, duper, extra hard on won't be seen in time now! *Formula started to think of something*


Formula: *high pitched* Actually... there is still a way to get it here in time, with a special bonus as well...


Balloona X: Really?


Formula: *high pitched* Mmhm, here's how it'll work... *As he whispered his plan into her ear, a transition with his tag saw the main 6 back to normal and watching the parade.*


Goodway: Thanks so much for helping us with our bird trouble Ryder


Ryder: No problem, Mayor Goodway. Whenever your parade's in trouble, just yelp for help!


Francois: *French accent* I muse say, zat Formula pup was super smart to make a balloon that quick to get rid of ze birds.


Turbot: He actually was the balloon.


Francois: *French accent* Yea right, I'll believe zat if I see it


Chase: We assure you that it is true.


Skye: Hey look, here comes our balloons! *Everyone then saw the large incoming balloon that was a scale structure of the Lookout Tower with the 8 pups on the base and Ryder at the top*


Alex: Now that is an awesome float!


Chase: You can thank Formula for it. He came up with the whole thing.


Goodway: He's such a great artist with it!


Skye: Wouldn't say an artist, he just knows a lot of stuff involving rubbery material.


Francois: *French accent* Very fascinating


Rubble: Speaking of, where is he?


Marshall: And Balloona X?


Francois: *French accent* Balloona X?


Ryder: Another pup we have, she similar to Formula but different


Cap'n Turbot: Believe me, cousin. Balloona X is the biggest and bounciest Border Collie that could battle any boulder or balloon with a breeze!


Francois: *French accent* Surely you must be joking


Cap'n Turbot: No jokes! It's as serious as a stormy seaside sailing!


Francois: *French accent* But still, I'd like to see it to believe it that all of that is true on Balloona X and Formula


Ryder: Well here's your chance. Here they come.


Francois: *French accent* Oh? Where are they?


Skye: Hehe, just look up. *He looked up. Coming down were two dogs, at least three to four times the size of the other balloons, dressed up to look like turkeys, with Formula looking like the real bird, and Balloona X looking the served one.*


All pups: Whoa!


Francois: *French accent* Sacre bleu, they're huge!


Ryder and Cap'n Turbot: Told you so *From above, the two puffy pups happily bumped each other, wiggling their paws while giggling.*


Skye: Now these 2 are one silly turkey dog couple


Chase: I bet you'd join the parade if you could, huh?


Skye: Only if you'd join me, Chasey. *she snuggles up close to him*


Chase: Heh, in a heartbeat!


Ryder: Aww. You're such good pups *As he rubbed their heads, the two parade balloon dogs happily looked to each other.*


Formula: *high pitched* Guess you're my butterball this year, Loony.


Balloona X: *high pitched* Aww, you flatter me


Formula: *high pitched* I try... any comments to make to this big bird?


Balloona X: *high pitched* Hehehe. At least we can enjoy being in the parade together


Formula: *high pitched* You said it! He bumped his big body against hers. *the 2 laughed out their time together as they enjoyed the attention*


Skye: They are so cute together...


Chase: Yea


Francois: *French accent* Wait a minute... did you say you wanted to join them?


Ryder: It wasn't an illusion earlier to the others either.


Francois: *French accent* Really?! Well I feel foolish


Rocky: Why not we show you a bit?


Skye: Oh gladly. Hehehe. *she quickly kissed Chase and blow air into him*


Chase: Mmmm… *He wiggled his paws happily as his body started blowing up. she stopped as he was as big as a puffy bean bag chair*


Francois: *French accent* My word


Skye: Hehe, perfect.


Francois: *French accent* This is normal for them?


Ryder: This is nothing compared to how big they've gotten. This is a calm day


Marshall: Oh yeah, but Loony and Form go waaay bigger usually! *He stepped back, only to bump into a table and have one of Mr. Porter's pies land on his head.* This pie though has pretty big flavor as well though.


Mr. Porter: Thanks for that, Marshall *they all shared a slight laugh as the parade pups loved their time together*


The End