Episode 26: New year
A few days later, December 31 had arrived and that means it was New Year's Eve.
The Pups Gang had been busy with the various training sessions and intel missions for a year and now it's time for them to take a break and enjoy the night.
"Uuuuhhhh... I can't believe it... Just a few hours to go and it's a new year," Hershell whined, his voice filled with excitement as he looked at the clock.
"2023 will leave us and 2024 will come," Jerony said with a smile, patting Hershell's head gently. "And with the new year, we'll have new adventures and more chances to show the world what we can do as a team."
But suddenly, Jerony's smartphone ringing pierced the festive air. It was a secure line, and the tone meant only one thing: a mission. The room stilled, and the pups' eyes turned to Jerony as he answered the call.
"Agent Jerony... I invited you and your puppies to go to CIA office and celebrate New Year's Eve with us," the voice on the other end of the line said.
It was the director of the CIA sector Adventure City, Mr. Smithson.
"Okay... I will," Jerony replied, his eyes flickering over to the group, who were now sitting up straight, their excitement for the party replaced with anticipation. "But is there any emergency, sir?"
"No... I just calling you to say happy new year, and I know how hard you and The Pups Gang have been working, so I thought it would be nice for all of you to take a break and enjoy the festivities," Mr. Smithson's voice was filled with warmth.
Then, the call ended.
The Pups Gang looked at Jerony with hopeful eyes, waiting for his confirmation.
"Puppies, no mission this time... Because we're invited to CIA office to celebrate New Year's Eve with everyone!" Jerony said with a grin.
"Wait for what... Let's go now, Master!" Svara jumped up, unable to contain her excitement.
"Be patience, Svara... We need to get ready," Jerony chuckled, scratching her behind the ears.
*Time skip: at the CIA Sector Adventure City office*
The night had fallen, and the CIA office in Adventure City was buzzing with activity. The agents and their families were all dressed in their holiday best, the halls decked out with twinkling lights and garlands.
The scent of pine and cinnamon filled the air, mingling with the delicious smells wafting from the cafeteria. The Pups Gang, groomed to perfection, trotted alongside Jerony as they approached the grand entrance.
Maxtone couldn't help but feel a little nervous as they walked through the bustling crowd. He had never been to a party with so many humans before. But Svara, ever the social butterfly, was already making friends with some of the other dogs brought by the agents.
They were all dressed in their spy suits, and the sight of them wagging their tails and jumping around made him feel a bit better.
"Welcome back to here, our best intel agent and his little heroes," Mr. Smithson greeted Jerony with a hearty clap on the back, his eyes twinkling with mirth as he glanced down at the line of well-behaved puppies.
"Happy new year, Mr. Smithson!" The Pups Gang chorused, their tails wagging in unison.
"Happy new year for you too, pups!" Mr. Smithson chuckled, leaning down to give each of them a gentle pat on the head, his gaze lingered on Hershell for a moment, and he winked. "And especially to our youngest hero, the protector of the pack."
"Hehehe, thanks Mr. Smithson," Hershell blushed, his tail wagging rapidly.
"Alright, everyone is here... Now, let's go to the rooftop," Mr. Smithson announced, leading the way.
The excitement grew as they followed him to the elevator, their paws clicking against the polished floor.
The rooftop was a wonderland of lights, with a spectacular view of the city skyline. The New Year's Eve bash was in full swing, with music playing, and a giant digital clock counting down the seconds to midnight.
The Pups Gang's eyes widened as they took it all in, their tails wagging in unison.
"Four hours to go," Luna yipped, her eyes glued to the giant digital clock.
"Come on, Luna, don't be so eager," Anna said, nudging her gently. "We're here to have fun, remember?"
The puppies were led to a special VIP area, where a buffet of gourmet dog treats and a bowl of ice-cold water awaited them. They couldn't believe their luck as they tucked into the delicious spread.
As the party went on, the pups mingled with the other guests, showing off their new gadgets and telling tales of their daring missions. Svara strutted around with her new sea-explorer collar, charming everyone she met with her vivid descriptions of underwater adventures.
Maxtone flew his new drone around the rooftop, capturing the festivities from every angle, while Seca demonstrated the capabilities of his toolkit to anyone who would listen.
Everyone there was amazed by the development of The Pups Gang which was so significant.
Since the first time they come and become part of the CIA, they had changed so much, growing from just regular pups into elite spy agents with a high-tech gadgets.
"Ladies and gentleman... Happy new year for everyone," Mr. Smithson announced through the microphone, raising a glass of sparkling cider.
The crowd cheered, and the pups looked at each other, their tails wagging in excitement.
"Tonight, we're not only celebrating new year, but also the success of our youngest intel agent, agent Jerony Marshall and his Pups Gang," Mr. Smithson continued, turning to face the crowd. "They've completed more missions than any other agents in the past year, and they've done it with style and courage that even put the most seasoned agents to shame."
The spotlight shone on Jerony and his pups, and they all felt a mix of pride and nervousness.
The crowd erupted in applause, and the puppies couldn't help but feel their hearts swell with pride. This was the first time they were being recognized on such a large scale, and it was overwhelming.
"Agent Jerony... will you be pleased to give a word?" Mr. Smithson asked, his eyes twinkling as he handed over the microphone to the young agent.
"Alright... Thanks so much and happy new year to all of you," Jerony began, his voice echoing through the speakers as he took a deep breath, looking around at the sea of faces. "This year has been amazing... And it's all thanks to the support of all of you, and especially these wonderful pups."
Jerony smiled at that time and then pointed to The Pups Gang, "They're not just my partners in crime... They're my family."
"I will never become so this far without the trust you all have given me," Jerony continued, his voice growing stronger.
"And for The Pups Gang... You all are the best thing that ever happened to me... You've all grown so much, and I'm proud to be your owner." He looked down at the seven puppies, their eyes shining with love and admiration. "But remember... Our greatest CIA enemies... Elena Rose and Cooper, the nuclear terrorist, that became the most wanted fugitive in the world is still out there."
The rooftop's festive mood took a brief somber turn at the mention of Elena Rose, the notorious criminal mastermind who had eluded the CIA for years.
The Pups Gang looked at each other, their expressions determined. They had encountered her once before, and the memory of that mission still sent shivers down their spines. But they knew that together, they could face any challenge.
"I promised myself and to my puppies, that before 2027... Where the era of nuclear technology reached it's peak, we will catch her," Jerony's voice grew firm, the determination in his words palpable. "But for now, let's enjoy this moment together... Happy new year 2024 for everyone!"
The crowd cheered, and the party continued. The pups, now fueled by their new gear and the recognition of their efforts, played and danced alongside the agents and their families.
As the clock ticked closer to midnight, the excitement grew palpable. The Pups Gang huddled together, watching the bright lights of the city below, each lost in their own thoughts about the year that had passed and the adventures ahead.
The rooftop party was in full swing, with laughter and the chime of champagne glasses filling the cool winter air. The Pups Gang, after receiving their well-deserved recognition, had settled into the celebration, their tails wagging in time to the upbeat music.
"Everyone... This is a DJ music but why the bass is not strong like in the Indonesia... In Indonesia, it called 'Sound Horeg'!" Seca yipped, his paws thumping to the beat as he tried to get the party started.
Despite his clumsy nature, he had a surprising sense of rhythm.
Luna trotted to the edge of the dance floor, where the sound mixer was placed, and began to fiddle with the buttons. Her eyes lit up as the bass grew stronger, and the crowd's energy lifted.
"There we go!" she exclaimed, and the pups cheered.
"Horeg banget!!!" Jerony exclaimed, using a term from his home country, Indonesia, to express how amazing the music was.
The crowd of agents and their families looked surprised, but soon joined in the fun, dancing with more enthusiasm. The Pups Gang watched in amazement as their master showed off his cultural flair.
A few hours later, the seconds of countdown to the new year getting closer, the party reached its peak. The sky was a canvas of vibrant colors as fireworks began to light up the night sky. The Pups Gang watched in awe, their eyes reflecting the bright lights.
The giant clock on the rooftop chimed the final seconds of the year, and the crowd grew quiet, their eyes glued to the digital numbers ticking down. The Pups Gang huddled closer together, their hearts racing with excitement.
"10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy New Year!" The crowd roared as the final seconds of 2023 slipped away, and the first moments of 2024 began.
Fireworks painted the sky with a symphony of colors, lighting up the cityscape below. The Pups Gang howling and barking in unison with the cheers, their excitement uncontainable.
The fireworks show continued, each explosion a brilliant burst of light and sound that made the pups' hearts pound in their chests.
They watched, their eyes wide with wonder, as the sky was transformed into a dazzling display of celebration.
"This is the first time in my life I saw a fireworks party that so amazing," Hershell whispered, his eyes never leaving the sky.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Anna said, her voice filled with warmth as she watched her siblings' reaction.
"Yeah, it's like a giant sparkler went off right above our heads!" Seca added, his voice filled with amazement.
When the new year's fireworks parties began to end and slowly, fireworks that slid and explode in the sky began to decrease, the party at the CIA office's rooftop started to wind down.
The pups closed their eyes and wishing for another year of success and more adventure.
"I wish in the new year, I can swim in the ocean and explore its depths," Svara said, her voice filled with longing.
"I wish to become the best hacker puppy in the world," Luna said, her eyes closed tightly as the last firework faded away.
"I wish for more yummy treats and less scolding from Seca when I break his gadgets," Hershell whispered, his eyes still glued to the now dark sky.
The Pups Gang, filled with the excitement of the new year, couldn't wait to get back to their base and share their experiences with their fellow agents. The rooftop party had been a much-needed break from their usual rigorous training and missions.
As they made their way back to the elevator, their paws leaving a trail of glitter on the floor, Jerony felt a sense of pride and contentment. He had never imagined that his life would take such a turn, but he wouldn't trade his adventures with these puppies for anything in the world.
"Master... Let's go home now, I want to sleep and peed my diaper in my sleep," Hershell said, yawning widely.
"Aw Hershell," jerony lifted Hershell and then carried him to the elevator, "You can do it till we get home, buddy."
The pups giggled, but Hershell's yawn was genuine.
Jerony could felt Hershell's diaper behind his spy suit was soggy and almost reached the limit.
"You peed your diaper more often tonight?!??!" Jerony whispered, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah... I (yawning) I drink too much water, sorry," Hershell mumbled, his eyes drooping.
"It's okay... Once home, I'll change your diaper and then you can peed as much as you want," Jerony chuckled, patting Hershell's back gently.
*Time skip: The Pups Gang and Jerony back to the luxurious house*
As they arrived at their luxurious house, the puppies couldn't wait to jump out of the car and run inside. The house was still decorated with leftover Christmas lights, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere that was the perfect ending to their festive night out.
"Puppies... Go up to the second floor and go to your bedrooms... It's time for a well-deserved rest," Jerony said, his voice filled with warmth as he still carrying Hershell that now was fall asleep.
Jerony could feel the warmth suddenly spread inside of Hershell's diaper once again and he knows that Hershell had indeed peed his diaper during their ride home.
"Okay, I'll change your diaper first," Jerony said, whispering into Hershell's ear as he carried him to the main bathroom.
Inside the bathroom, Jerony, he carefully laid Hershell down on the changing table and began to took off Hershell's spy suit, revealing his wet diaper.
He removed it with gentle hands and tossed it into the diaper pail with a sigh. Hershell stirred slightly, his eyes remains closed, and Jerony couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for his youngest pup.
Despite his bladder issues, Hershell was a brave and intelligent member of the team.
He grabbed a fresh diaper from the cabinet, unfolded it, and slid it under Hershell. Gently, he lifted Hershell's legs and pulled the diaper into place, securing it with the sticky tabs.
He knew Hershell would be embarrassed if he woke up, so he made sure it was snug and comfortable, whispering soothing words as he worked.
"It's done... Now, if you want to peed, you can do it in your diaper," Jerony said with a gentle smile as he picked up Hershell again.
He then carrying Hershell to their bedroom that was located on the third floor, which was designed separately from the other pups' bedroom, which were on the second floor.
The third floor was Jerony's personal floor, where his own bedroom that becomes the main control of his luxurious smart house. He placed Hershell onto his bed, and then tucked him in with a blanket that had the CIA emblem embroidered on it.
Not long after that, Hershell sighed in his sleep as he felt himself started to peed again, his bladder finally relieving itself in the safety of his diaper. Jerony watched over him, a mix of amusement and affection playing on his features.
He knew that despite Hershell's occasional accidents, he was a vital member of the team and would do anything to protect him.
