You’ve always seen the Paw Patrol help others out, but you didn’t really relate to any of the pups that you see outside your window, other than Zuma. You both really liked water. But you couldn’t get a chance to see him. You went off to sleep, still clinging to the dream that will never come true. You wake up next morning, in a place that’s oddly familiar. It’s Zuma’s puphouse. How did I get here? And why am I small? I screamed in my mind. “It’s ok. Nothing is gonna happen to you. Yet. Said Zuma who was standing in front of you. What does he want with you?
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