"Come again sometime soon everyone. Now get your furry butts outta here!" Pops ushered the last remaining animals out the door. He wasn't actually gonna make Myron sweep up anyone. He just used that saying to get everyone out. And it proved very effective over the years ever since he had gotten here. Another bonus, it was the only thing that seemed to bring a smile on Myron's face these days.
Right before he could shut the door, Pops heard whispering. Sighing long and hard, the elderly basset hound followed his ears to find Leonard and Ozone talking to each other in hushed voices behind the couch. Their chatter stopped midsentence when they discovered that they've been spotted. Raising an eyebrow, Pops asked quietly, "Do you to want to see the inside of a vacuum?"
Leonard and Ozone quickly shook their heads.
"Good, now get out!" Pops ordered firmly. The two animals bolted for the door. Relieved, Pops went to shut it again when he heard coughing. Going off to investigate, he found Chloe up on the counter hacking up a storm. "Rhonda, are you alright?" he asked quietly, worried about the gray tabby cat.
"I'm fine, it's nothing!" Chloe half hissed, half wheezed. Jumping down, she trotted past Pops and headed for the door without another word. The basset hound watched the tabby leave, a dreamy look on his face as he sighed softly. Seeing the look on the dog's face while he was watching Chloe walk away, Myron rolled his eyes in annoyance before putting the vacuum cleaner back in the closet.
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Secrets
FanfictionMax and the gang believe that a select few of their friends are hiding something from them. But what?
