In the cold, dark vaccuum of space was where Sam and Max could be found on their next epic adventure to fight crime and keep the peace as Freelance Police.
"--Wow Sam, this is the third time we've been to the moon and still I'm ridiculously fascinated!" Max exclaimed in excitement, bounding off the surface of the celestial body.
"The novelty just never wears off, doesn't it, little pal?" Sam replied.
"Nah, and neither does the novelty of never explaining to the viewers exactly why the both of us can breathe in space despite the fact there isn't any air!" Max flashed his shark-like teeth.
"You crack me up little pal." Sam remarked.
Sam and Max continued to search the surface of the moon for possible moon rocks to use as paperweights (or for Max to throw out the office window at unsuspecting passers-by) until Max noticed something out of the corner of those terrifying yet also cute brown slits he uses for eyeballs.
"Hey Sam, were there always big, slimy, purple tentacles on the--AAAAAAGH!!"
"--What was that, little pal?" The six-foot tall Irish setter inquired, turning around.
The small rabbit was nowhere to be found throughout the surface of the moon. He hadn't even ventured to the dark side of the moon.
"HOLY JUMPIN' WILLIAM SHATNER DOIN THE SIDEWAYS TANGO WITH CARRIE FISHER IN THE MIDDLE OF A NERD-FILLED COMVENTION CENTER! MAX!? Where'd you go?! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX!!!" Sam knelt on the ground, fists raised upward.
A/N: Hey fellas! After that Rocky and Bullwinkle crossover I wrote earlier this year, I decided to write another S n' M-related thing. After initially wanting this to be another crossover with Rn'B, I figured this should be with the dog and rabbit only. Feel free to give me feedback!