"Please tell me we're almost there now," Mel begged as he sat before a digital clock with his friends Buddy and Sweetpea by his side. His nephews Walter and Zayne played nearby with Pops and Myron. "It'll be midnight soon enough," Chloe grumbled from where she had been eating a once large cake on the table. Slapping himself in the face, Max muttered, "You know that cake was for the party, right?"

"Yeah, well... the party's taking too long to come," Chloe snapped. Max opened his mouth to shout a retort but Gidget slowly pulled him away from the tabby cat. "Good thing we've got a spare!" Duke exclaimed as he and Sky returned with a second cake from the kitchen. Eyeing it hungrily, Chloe tentatively reached a paw forward only to have it whacked by Pepe. "Bad kitty," Duke scolded, shaking his head in disappointment.

"How long ago did we order the pizzas?" Angel asked from where she sat with Lisa and Linda. Looking up the chess game that he and Norman had set up, Tiberius mumbled, "I have no clue." Rubbing his forehead, Ozone grumbled, "As far as I know, I think Snowball and Leonard had gone to go pick it up... which seems like hours ago!" Tattoo, Ripper, Nitro, Pepper, and Blue nodded their heads in silent agreement with the hairless cat. Sweetpea just then began chirping in a harsh tone, causing everyone to look at him.

"I'm assuming that Sweetpea told us to blame Chloe," Buddy murmured, praying he translated correctly. He breathed a sigh of relief when Sweetpea nodded his head. "Well excuse me for being hungry!" Chloe hissed. Rolling his eyes, Duke groaned, "That's still no excuse to order eleven large pepperoni pizzas!" Sighing, Sonya mumbled, "Maybe Leonard somehow snuck away. After all, we just learned from Pepe that he has a girlfriend." Buddy and Sweetpea murmured in agreement. Mel got up on his feet and headed towards the door, calling over his shoulder, "I'll go find them!"

Just then, the front door burst open and crushed Mel against the wall as Snowball exclaimed, "We're back with the pizza!" Dragging a red wagon behind him, Leonard asked, "Is it midnight yet?!" Meanwhile, Buddy and Mel's mother Matilda rushed over to the crushed pug. Shaking his head, Pops replied, "Don't worry, it's two minutes away." With a cough, Myron pointed at the clock. "Uh, never mind. One minute now," the elderly basset hound changed his answer.

FORTY FIVE SECONDS LATER...

"Everyone ready?" Snowball asked, looking around at the assembled animals in the apartment. Glancing at the digital clock, they began to call out, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one... HAPPY NEW YEAR!"