Once the pair finally stopped their verbal fight, Pops and Myron sighed a huge sigh of relief. "I see you two clearly hate each other but let's see if you have anything in common," Pops spoke softly. Myron whipped out the notepad again. Smiling at the hamster, the elderly basset hound began, "Now, what is your favorite food?"

"Tuna," Ozone muttered.

"Gray squirrel," Tiberius grumbled. 

"This is going to a great start," Pops mumbled under his breath before asking, "Name one singer you like to listen to."

"Wiz Khalifa," Ozone muttered.

"Michael Jackson. By the way, when is his next album coming out?" Tiberius asked. Pops bit his lip while Myron shook his head quietly. "Dude, he died," Ozone pointed out.

"WHAT?!" Tiberius cried.

"Next question," Pops quickly butted in, "Describe your childhood."

"You mean the fact that I became an orphan when I was one week old?" Tiberius piped up.

"Let's see, my mom died giving birth to me while I never met my dad," Ozone answered.

Pops and Myron shared a sideways glance with each other that told them they were in for one long, stressful day...