"We've been following this idiot for hours!" Ozone whined as he dragged his feet. Walking beside the hairless cat, Leonard calmly pointed out, "It's only been ten minutes man. And we still have Mel in our sights."
"For now," Ozone murmured.
Buddy sighed and glanced up at Sweetpea, who was currently catching a free ride on his head. The small group of four had been stealthily following Mel for ten minutes along Broadway. Traveling at a somewhat fast pace just fifteen feet ahead of them, the pug walked with a spring in his step and his curly tail wagging nonstop. Though he couldn't see his friend's face, Buddy was a hundred percent certain that Mel was wearing a huge smile on his flat face. Wherever he was going, it must make him pretty happy.
Glancing over his shoulder at Leonard and Ozone who were about three or four feet behind him, Buddy saw the pair whispering in really quiet voices. It was clear they didn't want either Buddy or Sweetpea to hear what they were talking about. Sighing, the dachshund faced forward again only to realize with horror they had lost Mel. Unhappy, Sweetpea began chirping harshly.
Looking up at his smallest friend, Buddy exclaimed, "Sweetpea, language!"
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Secrets
FanfictionMax and the gang believe that a select few of their friends are hiding something from them. But what?
