"Duke, what... happened?" Max groaned, blinking his eyes open. He found himself on a conveyer belt with the larger dog. His stomach felt like it was gonna explode. And his head pounded nonstop. The terrier was having a hard time remembering what exactly happened in the last seven minutes.

"Max, did we do anything weird?" Duke questioned, holding his stomach in pain. Scrunching his face as he thought hard, Max huffed as he murmured, "Honestly... I can't remember a thing." The two brothers slowly turned their heads towards each other.

"What in the world was in those sausages?" Duke mumbled.

"Honestly, I don't think I want to know. Whatever it was, it's very dangerous stuff..." Max moaned, his stomach clearly not happy with him.

"But they were so good..." Duke mumbled dreamily, recalling the taste.

"Yeah..." Max agreed, a smile creeping up on his face. Concern crossed his face as he pointed out, "If we kissed each other, we shall never discuss this ever again." His brother nodded his head.