Prologue

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Matthew: Good morning, Adventure Beach! Ah, what a beautiful day. [Matthew and Grace appear from a sandcastle] 

Grace: I wonder if the Paw Patrol's her

Chase: Hiya, Matthew! Hey, Grace! [Chase come over from a sandcastle] Whatcha doin'

Grace: Goin' over to the beach to see Champ. [both hands walk off together and arrive at a sand-made treedome] Hey, what's this?

Champ: Don't lose your barnacles, boys. Hi-yah! [Chops sandcastle peak down making a sand image of Bolt] There it is.

Zuma: What is it?

Champ: Can't you see? It's my dad, Bolt.

Ryder: Wow, Champ! That's impressive!

Skye: Yeah! I've seen someone do that before!

Champ: Yeah, it's special thing that I learned. Alex taught me this when I went to the beach with him one time.

(Rocky and Joshie)

Joshie: What's going here?

Grace: Check this out! *Shows Champ's sand sculpture* He made a perfect image of his dad.

Joshie: Wow! Nice work, sport master!

Rocky: Yeah, that's an incredible work!

Champ: Aww! Thanks guys. I made this as memorial thing for my dad.

[A wave covers sand and ruins Champ's dad display]

Champ: Ohh, he's nothing but a memory now.

Matthew: All right then. Let's make a treedome out of sand.

Champ: You know, all of a sudden, I don't feel like sandcastles, Matthew. I'll see y'all later. [walks off]

Marshall: Champ? Hi-yah!

Champ: Aww, Marshall, I'm not feeling up to karate or Pup-Fu right now.

Marshall: Oh-ho. I get it. Not feeling up to Pup-Fu or karate, huh? Whatever you say, bro. [Turns around] Boy, I hope Champ doesn't attack me from behind. Hi-yah! [grabs a dog from behind and flips him over onto the ground. The dog growls and punches Marshall]

Zuma: Uhh, Champ? [surfs in the air] Surf's up, Champ!

Champ: No, thanks. [enters a field. Butterflies are seen flying]

Ryder: [Runs after a butterfly with a net] Boy, there's nothing like going catching butterflies.

[Marshall runs after one while laughing, then falls on his face. He gets up and runs again]

Grace: Look, Champ, we caught one!

Champ: Listen, guys. Right now, I don't want to build sandcastles, play karate, or eat butterflies.

Joshie: [laughs] We don't eat 'em! We let 'em go!

Everest: Fly away, little critter!

Rocky: Go on, go back to where you belong. [the butterfly flies away as Champ watches tearfully] Run along, back to your family and friends. I know they miss you as much as you miss them. Hurry, before they forget you and leave you behind. Remember: there's no place like home! [Champ begins to cry. Champ then gasps for air and pants.]

Matthew: Champ, what the heck are you crying about?

Champ: I am not crying! I just sprung a leak in my eye!

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