Thirty Minutes Later...

"Guys, it's a small black key! How is no one finding it?!" Snowball shouted. The pets were turning the kitchen in Max's apartment upside down. Slowly but surely, they were fanning out to the rest of the apartment. Opening a drawer filled with silverware, Gidget cried, "I was sure that Chloe and I put it in the cake!"

"But it wasn't in either of them!" Buddy reminded everyone after peering into the dishwasher with no luck.

"Maybe you forgot Gidget," Duke suggested, checking the bedroom closet. Shaking her head in reply, Gidget murmured, "I know I put it in the cake, I know I did." Max hugged his girlfriend, comforting her.

"You guys seeing anything?" Mel called into an air vent. He and Pops were crowded around the entrance with a long trail of white yarn at their paws. Deep within the air vents, Norman's voice replied back, echoing, "No! But we'll keep searching!" Sweetpea chirped in an irritated tone.

"What do you mean you're giving up?!" Duke exclaimed.

"Has anyone seen Chloe?" Gidget asked as she looked under the couch. Just then, the refrigerator opened to reveal a certain gray tabby eating the last of a once foot long sub meant for Katie. Max and Duke stared at Chloe in sheer horror. Gidget quietly turned her boyfriend away from the scene of the crime.

"Should we check on Hairless and Eagle Eye? It's been awhile since we talked to them," Pops piped up, lifting his head away from the entrance to the air vents. Nodding his head in agreement, Buddy added on, "They might have already killed each other at this point."

Worried, Duke rushed over to the computer they had set up to the TV screen in the room and turned it on. His jaw dropped. "They're dead, aren't they?" Max asked, trotting over.

Shaking his head, Duke mumbled, "They're gone..."