The episode begins with an exterior shot of CatDog's house, zooming in. The brothers are shown reading a letter from Mervis and Dunglap, with "Wish You Were Here" written on it.
"Isn't that just wonderful, Dog?" asks Cat.
The image in question features Mervis and Dunglap posing together with a large object in the background.
"What's that?" asks Dog, pointing at the picture.
"It's the world's largest toothpick."
"Hmm." Dog takes a long look at the picture, with his eyes raised. "Looks more like a toothbrush to me."
"How many wooden toothbrushes have you seen?" asks an incredulous Cat.
"Lots! Remember, George Washington brushed his teeth with wood!"
Cat corrects him. "No, Dog. His dentures were made of wood."
"How did his gums not get splintery?" inquires Dog.
"He lathered and rinsed them with butter." replies a sarcastic Cat.
"Mmm! That reminds me. I hope Mervis and Dunglap remember to bring me back some grub!" Dog licks his lips in anticipation.
"Do you ever stop thinking about food?" asks a rhetorical Cat.
Dog thinks for a moment, and replies with a simple "No."
Changing the subject, Cat states "They'd have no reason to give us food anyway. Remember the gifts Mervis and Dunglap gave us before leaving?"
Cat proceeds to pull out a book, which reads Tuna of the Land: Chicken Kiev Salad Recipes. He begins to read it. "Thanks to Mervis, I can cook as much chicken salad as I please!"
"Don't forget the earwax sculpture Dunglap made me!" Dog lets out his signature throaty laugh after saying this. The artwork is modeled after Dog.
Looking similar to a statue, Dog uses finger frames to get a better look at the sculpture. "He really captured my likabilityness."
Cat himself takes a look. "You said it, Dog! Right down to that big snout of yours."
"My nose isn't that big... is it?" asks an insecure Dog.
"Um..." mumbles a hesitant Cat. Looking at a nearby window, he then points to it. "Dog, look! It's such a beautiful day out there!", enunciating every syllable in the word "beautiful."
"So, what are we doing all cramped up inside? Let's walk on some sunshine!"
An energetic Dog lunges himself and Cat outside the window.
Cat whispers to himself, "White lies are harmless, they said. Sparring people's feelings will make you feel good. What a bunch of bull-"
Dog manages to pass through just fine, but before Cat can finish his statement, his face is slammed on the window, which leaves him stuck and shaping the window like his head.
Dog sees Cat's face from outside the window, and is concerned for his brother.
"Oops! Sorry, Cat. Are you okay?"
"Terrific." replies a sarcastic Cat, giving Dog a thumbs up. His teeth fall out, followed by his thumb hanging by a thread of fur.
In the following scene, Cat has recovered from his injuries. He is four leaf clover hunting in his and Dog's backyard.
"Oh, isn't nature just remarkable, Dog? Trees, flowers and grass all working together to give us the oxygen we breathe. Poor stuff is taken for granted all too often. Don't you agree?" asks Cat.
Meanwhile, Dog is digging himself a large hole behind Cat. He emerges from it with multiple worms inside his mouth, appearing as if they were teeth.
After letting out a light chuckle before swallowing the worms, Dog replies "Yeah! And delicious, too."
Just then, Mervis and Dunglap arrive.
"Mervis!" greets Cat.
"Dunglap!" exclaims Dog.
"Hey, guys!" waves Dunglap.
"Uh, did we come at a bad time?" inquires Mervis, as he stares at a messy Dog.
"Dog, where are your manners? Clean yourself up!" commands Cat.
"Do you want me to lick behind the ears, too?" asks Dog.
"Knock yourself out." answers an annoyed Cat.
Dog proceeds to lick his face entirely within seconds, with no more mud or worms visible.
"Mmm! Turns out I got to have grub after all!" states a cheery Dog.
Talking to Mervis, Cat says "So, you two sure are back so soon from your trip."
"Oh, yeah. We got a little... homesick." claims Mervis.
"I told you we should have brought our paper bags with us before we left." states a snarky Dunglap, elbowing his pig friend.
"Oh, really? I wasn't the one who got seasick when we went bon voyage!" replies Mervis.
"Motion sickness, Mervis! Motion sickness! There's a difference!"
"Um, guys?" asks Dog.
"What?" answer Mervis and Dunglap in unison, with anger in their voices.
"How was your trip?" inquires Cat.
Now no longer arguing, Mervis says with glee "It was a riot!"
"We got to eat all kinds of food we can't pronounce!" states Dunglap.
"Like croquembouche."
"And vichyssoise!" chimes in Dunglap, both words being horribly mispronounced.
"Wow!" says a surprised Dog.
"A hotel, and high quality cuisine? Dog, maybe we should go to the world's largest toothpick!"
"Toothbrush." corrects Dog.
"Toothpick, Dog."
"What's the difference? They both clean teeth." states Dog.
"Ssh! It's impolite to argue in front of our friends." states an admonishing Cat.
"But they did it in front of us!" reasons Dog.
"Hospitality, Dog. It wouldn't kill you to learn it."
"Well, we'd like to keep chatting with you guys." says Dunglap.
"But we gotta go unpack." adds Mervis.
"See you around, Cat!" waves Dunglap.
"Right back at you"
"Later, pooch. Er, Dog." states Mervis, as he and Dunglap walk away.
"Huh. That's weird." muses Dog, scratching his head.
"What?" asks Cat.
"That's the first time Mervis has ever called me pooch." explains Dog.
"So?"
"So? He always makes it a point to call me Dog." replies Dog.
"You've been called everything from mutt to mongrel, why does this bother you?" inquires Cat.
"But you don't like being called a kitty!" points out Dog.
"Well, that's different. I'm a cat and nothing but."
"If you say so, kitty." replies a teasing Dog.
Cat grits his teeth in annoyance at Dog's comment.
The scene transitions to Dog running like the wind around town, while a hapless Cat tries - and fails - to hold on to various objects (including a mailbox, street lamp, and an old lady) for dear life.
"Dog! When I said I wanted to take a walk, I didn't mean like this!" shouts Cat.
"But I thought you wanted to do your cardio thingy!" responds Dog.
"Yes, cardio! Not a heart attack!"
"Think of it this way, Cat! The faster we do it, the sooner we'll be finished!" replies Dog.
As Dog continues his extreme workout regimen, he notices Mervis riding on his bike. The pig is delivering newspapers door to door.
Cat notices this, and has a very worried look on his face.
"Dog, don't even think about it!"
Dog's arms turn into wheels, going even quicker than before.
"Dog!" shouts Cat, who ultimately resigns himself to his fate and covers his eyes.
As Dog catches up to Mervis, CatDog crash into him and his bicycle. The bike is completely totaled, as a dislodged wheel is seen moving by itself.
"Well, at least that's over." states an exhausted Cat.
Mervis gets up from the wreckage, as Dog looks back at him with a smile while slowly waving.
"Hi, Mervis!"
Mervis' face turns dark red. "Look at what you did! You completely destroyed my bike!"
"Gee, I'm sorry-" Dog is interrupted.
"Sorry? That doesn't give me my bike back! And there's no way I can repair this one! Dunglap's gonna kill me!" shouts Mervis.
"Is there something I-"
Before Dog can finish his sentence, Mervis jams a rolled up newspaper between Dog's nostrils.
"I can't breathe!" pleads Dog.
"Dog, breathe through your mouth!" states a worried Cat.
Dog begins to do just that.
Now turning his attention to Mervis, Cat says "Mervis! I know how annoying Dog can be."
"I'm not ignoring you, Cat!" claims Dog.
"But don't you think this is a bit much?" asks Cat.
"Well, don't destroy my prized possessions next time!" states Mervis.
"Didn't you say it was Dunglap's bike?"
"You know what I meant!" states an angered Mervis in the distance, walking off with the remnants of his bicycle. "Neither of you are getting any news for as long as I live!"
Cat removes the newspaper wedged Dog's nose.
"Hey! I was sniffing an article about the orcas coming to town!"
"Did you hear what he said, Dog? No more news!" says a worried Cat.
"Good thing for TV, huh?" asks Dog.
"No, not good! It's the difference between fresh off the presses and the eleven o'clock news!"
Dog is shown to be deep in thought.
"Dog!" yells Cat.
"I'm sorry, Cat. I was too busy thinking about Mervis. He's sure changed a lot since seeing the world's largest toothbrush."
"Toothpick, and you're just being paranoid! Sure, he may have gone too far, but there's an entirely reasonable explanation for his behavior." says Cat.
"Help me out by telling me."
"You destroyed his bike and Mervis took it out on you. Occam's razor, Dog."
"Gee, I've never heard of that razor before!" remarks Dog. "You think it'd work on my back?"
"Never mind." replies an annoyed Cat.
Later, Cat is seen pushing a shopping cart. As he looks around the food aisle, he notices one of his favorite foods, stored in a pre-packaged container, and smiles widely.
"White fish chub! But there's only two left."
Just then, Cat imagines an angel wearing a white gown on the left side of his shoulder, strumming a harp in the background.
"Now, Cat. You know it would be wrong to buy in bulk. Some cat out there could really use the last helping of white fish chub this store has to offer. Do the charitable thing and buy just one!" opines the angel.
However, a devil wearing red pajamas and holding a pitchfork appears out of the ether on the right side.
"Don't listen to that windbag! Indulge a little! You work too hard, and deserve both of them. So what if they're all sold out? The truck'll come back with a new shipment anyway. Problem solved!"
"Who are you calling windbag? At least I care about others!" defends the angel.
"If only you cared more about your fashion sense." snarks the devil.
"That's rich coming from you! At least I'm not wearing my pajamas!"
"Hey! I believe in wearing what's comfortable!" claims the devil.
"Hmm. So do I." remarks the angel.
"Maybe we're not so different after all."
"I think this is the start of a beautiful-"
Before the angel can finish his sentence, the devil throws his pitchfork at the former like a javelin.
"What on Earth are you doing?" asks an angered angel.
"Trying to reach for your halo." explains the devil.
"Well, I never!"
The angel suddenly disappears, leaving the devil.
"You still haven't made your choice? Just grab the white fish chub already! Sheesh!"
And with that, the devil poofs away himself. Cat cautiously decides to grab both containers, while Dog himself swipes multiple boxes of Kavity Krunch off the opposite shelf. Cat looks on with a glare.
"Sure, Dog. Just buy all of the cereal in stock. The kids will understand when the store's all sold out, just because you needed limited edition Mean Bobs." states a sarcastic Cat.
"In every color of the rainbow!" says Dog.
"I'm sure the sun will rise if you don't have a purple one."
"Are you kidding? The back says they're the best to chew on!" states Dog.
"It's plastic junk!" claims Cat.
"Heh! Shows what you know, Cat! It's polyethylene!" Dog gives Cat a raspberry, as Cat rolls his eyes.
Cat grabs a spray can while in the aisle. "Gonna need some air freshener to drown out how awful those toys smell."
"I've told you a jillion times, Cat! It's Mean Bob's way of protecting us from our enemies!" explains Dog.
"Oh? Then how come it hasn't done anything about The Greasers?" asks Cat.
"Because you know they stink even worse!"
Cat thinks about what Dog said, before nodding. "You do have a point there."
Finished shopping, CatDog arrive at the checkout line.
"Marvelous! There's no line in front of us! Let's hurry before someone steals our spot." says Cat, while Dog is too distracted eating Kavity Krunch in his search for Mean Bobs.
As Cat sets his groceries on the counter, he is surprised at who is behind the desk.
"Dunglap?" I thought you were a manager at Taco Depot." states Cat.
"I was... until your fish taco stunk up the joint and closed everything down for fumigation!" explains Dunglap.
"I'm very sorry to hear that." says Cat.
"And I'm sorry I ever served you food."
"Come on now, Dunglap! How was I supposed to know it was a bad batch of fish?" asks Cat.
"Price check, aisle 3! A customer needs a fresh hot cup of get over yourself!" announces Dunglap, through his microphone.
Rancid Rabbit then arrives, wearing blue and pink pajamas. He is holding a pillow and teddy bear.
"What, what, what? Can't a rabbit get his beauty rest?" asks Rancid.
"I'm sorry to wake you, sir, but these two are being rowdy, combative, and worst of all... loud!" Dunglap shouts the latter word.
"You are such a liar!" claims a shocked Cat.
"Yeah! I didn't even smash into the aisles this time with the cart!" adds Dog.
"Well, if it smells like a CatDog, breathes like a CatDog, and looks like a CatDog, then I know they probably did it." reasons Rancid.
"Don't forget barks!" chimes in Dog.
"Dog!"
"Oh, sorry! And meows." states Dog.
"Dunglap, what's gotten into you? I thought we were friends!" states Cat.
"Friends? Friends don't get you fired over your culinary tastes, leaving me in a dead end job with no hope of promotion."
Rancid clears his throat.
"No offense, sir." Dunglap salutes while sweating.
"At ease, soldier."
CatDog carefully try to sneak out of the store, but Rancid catches them just as the duo are about to leave.
"As for you two..." grins a devious Rancid.
In the following scene, CatDog's shopping cart slowly moves on the pavement, with wheels squeaking loudly. It's revealed Cat's head is under the hand rail of the cart, while Dog has been smashed through the center of the cart.
"Cheer up, Cat. Now that we're banned, that means we can eat more fast food!" states Dog.
Now in their living room, Cat thinks deeply while Dog plays with his purple Mean Bob.
"I just don't get it. What could have compelled Mervis and Dunglap to turn against us?" wonders Cat.
Dog suddenly gets up from the carpet, and looks at Cat.
"Perhaps the two have simply grown tired of our bad habits. After all, I've trampled over Mervis dozens of times, and we both have taken advantage of Dunglap's immense kindness. So the psychological explanation would be Mervis and Dunglap's proverbial last straw has been broken. I hope that answered your question, Cat."
Cat stares at Dog, gobsmacked by his brother's speech.
"Dog, that was so well put and thoughtful. I'm proud of you!"
"Hehe, thanks Cat! Now, what were we talking about?" inquires Dog.
Winslow slams open his small door, walking out into the living room. "Let me give you a refresher: as usual, you two are the biggest losers this side of the equator! Comprende?"
As Winslow laughs at his own remark, Cat puts a finger to his mouth and goes "Sssh! Did you hear that, Dog?"
"No, what?"
"That's the sound of the always annoying, incredibly invasive species known as: the mus tongueyapperus."
"Hey, wiseguy! You don't need to shoot the messenger! I mean, you've got to be serious lame-os if those two ditch ya!"
"That's where you're wrong, Winslow! We're hippos!"
Cat facepalms. "Dog, don't help."
Balancing his hand on the front door, Winslow remarks "Well, I stand corrected. You're even more pathetic than I thought!"
Seconds later, an envelope falls on Winslow, covering his whole body.
"Hey! Who turned out the lights?"
Cat snatches the piece of paper off of Winslow. "I'll read that, thank you very much."
"Hi ho diggety! Mean Bob must have wrote me back!" claims an exuberant Dog.
"I don't think so."
Retrieving his reading glasses from hammerspace, the letter is read in the voices of Mervis and Dunglap.
"Dear CatDog, we're sorry for how we've been treating you lately." says a remorseful Mervis.
"It was mean, and we know it. So, we decided-" Dunglap is interrupted.
"No, I did. I came up with the idea, and you agreed. Anyway, we made you a cake."
"I did, Mervis." claims Dunglap. "You wouldn't know the difference between a teaspoon and a tablespoon."
"Well, excuse me! Sorry we can't all be talented chefs like you." snarks Mervis.
"Mervis, not now! This is a letter to CatDog!"
"Right, right! So, we apologize and are throwing a huge party for ya." explains Mervis.
"Be there or be square! Hint, hint." finishes Dunglap.
Now taking off his glasses, Cat says "Well, I'm glad those two have finally come to their senses."
"Huh?" asks Dog.
"Mervis and Dunglap have apologized for how poorly they've been treating us lately." explains Cat.
"I don't know, Cat. My gut's telling me something isn't right." claims Dog.
"With how much you eat, I'd be surprised it isn't shouting that to the roof tops." snarks Cat.
"I mean it!"
"Dog, why are you being so suspicious?" inquires Cat.
"How can we forget how mean they've been to us?" questions Dog.
"Uh, I don't think you've noticed, but pretty much everyone in this town treats us that way." states Cat.
"You two make it so easy!" claims Winslow, who lets out a short chuckle.
"Nobody asked, pipsqueak." Cat then turns his attentions back to Dog. "Besides, they come with a peace offering. If that doesn't say bury the hatchet, I don't know what does."
"Peas aren't my favorite vegetable." Dog pronounces it as "veggie table."
"No, but how does cake sound?" asks Cat.
"Did you say cake?"
"That's right. A cake waiting for us with our names on it." says Cat.
Dog gasps. "Do you think they used that yummy stuff to spell out our names?"
"Only one way to find out."
"Maybe you're right, Cat. All I need is some frosting, that should settle my stomach." states a relieved Dog.
"Can't argue with that! Apology cake, here we come!" declares Cat.
In the following scene, CatDog arrive at Mervis and Dunglap's apartment. Cat proceeds to knock on the door, which is answered by Dunglap.
"CatDog! You made it!" says an excited Dunglap.
"Yep! We got your letter." states Cat.
"No hard feelings, right?"
Cat replies with, "Perish the thought! It takes big men to admit when they're wrong."
"I'm not that big. Am I?" asks Dunglap.
"Can we have some cake now?" inquires an interrupting Dog.
"Don't be rude, Dog!" scolds Cat.
"It's no biggie. We promised you some, after all."
Cat smiles. "Now that's the Dunglap I know!"
Now inside the apartment, CatDog follow Dunglap into the living room.
"Go ahead and make yourselves at home! The couch is waiting for ya!"
Cat takes one look at Mervis and Dunglap's dilapidated couch, and cringes.
"All the same, Dog and I will simply stand." states Cat.
"Sure. Let me bring in the cake!" Dunglap leaves the room and goes into the kitchen.
"So, where's Mervis?" asks Dog.
"Seems awfully quiet without him around." adds Cat.
"Oh, you know Mervis. Can't light a single candle without burning his figures!" shouts Dunglap, with only his voice heard.
Dunglap then returns to the living room, wheeling in a giant cake for CatDog. "Ta-da!"
"A cake of this size? You shouldn't have!" says Cat.
"For friends like you, it's nothing."
"How come there are no candles?" asks Dog.
Dunglap is confused. "What candles?"
"The ones you said Mervis was gonna use."
"Oh. Guess we ran out." replies a shrugging Dunglap.
"Come on, Dog. Who needs candles when we've got this cake?" opines Cat.
Dog stretches higher to see the icing on the cake. "It has our names on it!"
"See? Go on and taste the cake, Dog." says Cat.
Dog uses his finger to take a handful of frosting off the cake. "Mmm. Sugary!"
Just then, Mervis unexpectedly jumps out of the cake head first, proceeding to punch Dog with a boxing glove in the latter's left eye.
"Hey! What was that for?" asks Dog, clutching his eye in pain.
"Say shiner!" exclaims Dunglap, taking a picture of Dog. It develops seconds later, showing a black eye.
"There. Now both of your eyes match!" claims Mervis.
Mervis and Dunglap then laugh at Dog, causing him to whine before crying.
Cat, meanwhile, cannot believe what he just witnessed.
"What is the matter with you two? Was this some kind of cruel joke?" asks Cat.
"Come on! We were just having fun." claims Dunglap.
"Fun? You just gave Dog a black eye!"
"Sounds like somebody can't take a joke." states Mervis.
"Joke? You just humiliated Dog and made him cry!" Cat checks on his brother. "Dog, are you okay?"
"No!" shouts Dog, still crying over the punch.
"What do you have to say for yourselves?" asks an angry Cat.
"Not our fault Dog's such a crybaby." says a rude Mervis.
"That's it! You two are the most incorrigible people I've ever met! Let's go, Dog. They are not our friends anymore."
Cat triumphantly walks out of the apartment, all the while trying to comfort Dog.
Now inside their house, CatDog are laying down on the couch. Dog holds a pack of frozen peas on his black eye.
"Are you feeling any better, Dog?" inquires Cat.
"No. But these peas are better for my eyes than my mouth!"
"Well, you're sounding like your old self again, so that's good." says Cat.
Suddenly, someone is at the front door, as CatDog's doorbell rings with a cat meowing and dog barking simultaneously.
"Don't worry, I'll get it." says an assuring Cat.
Upon opening the door, he finds Mervis and Dunglap on the other side.
Dunglap waves towards CatDog. "Hey, guys!"
Dog growls at them, while Cat himself scowls.
"You two have a lot of nerve coming back after what you did."
Mervis is confused. "Huh? Still mad we beat you at board games last week?"
"No, it's the punching Dog's lights out and giving him a black eye thing." explains Cat.
"What are you talking about?" asks Mervis.
"Like you don't know. That left hook of yours certainly remembers." snarks Cat.
"What's with you guys? Geez, you see the world's largest toothpick once, and suddenly you're public enemy number one." says Dunglap.
"We just came back, too." adds Mervis.
"What do you mean you just came back?" asks a confused Dog.
"Uh, from the airport?" replies Dunglap.
"But you two have been here for days!" claims Cat.
"No, we haven't." says Mervis.
"Yes, you have! You got mad at me for ruining your bike, and Dunglap got mad at Cat for losing his job at Taco Depot!" explains Dog.
"And Mervis over here gave Dog a black eye."
"Wait, I lost my job?" asks a scared Dunglap.
"I have a bike?" wonders Mervis. "Look, I'm sorry about Dog's black eye, but you know I'd never do such a thing. Whoever did that to Dog, I can guarantee you it wasn't me."
"And I'd never hurt you guys either!" adds Dunglap.
"I'm so confused." admits Dog.
Cat thinks for a moment. "So, if you two didn't arrive home until now, yet Dog and I still saw you both days before, then that can only mean one thing."
"That Mervis and Dunglap have evil twin brothers with the same names as them?" inquires Dog.
"No, Dog. The Mervis and Dunglap who have been mean to us lately aren't really them; they're impostors, fakes, frauds!" proclaims Cat.
"But why would anybody do that to us?" wonders Dunglap.
"That's what we're going to find out. Dog, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"How weird it is chocolate melts in your mouth, but not in your hand?" asks Dog.
"Uh, no. I was thinking of a little... tit for tat."
Dog chuckles. "You said tat."
Cat continues, "And we're gonna need the real Mervis and Dunglap's help."
"We're on it! Anybody who besmirches the good name of Mervis Pantry has another thing coming."
"Okay, boys. Let's get to work." says Cat.
Later that day, the fake Mervis and Dunglap arrive at CatDog's house.
"Can you believe these two losers? Even after that cake stunt, they still want us to come over."
"Least we get a change of scenery. That apartment is made for cockroaches." opines the fake Dunglap.
The frauds proceed to walk inside the house, with CatDog coming down the stairs upon noticing them.
"Wowie kaboodles! We have a visitor!" says an excited Dog.
"Come now, Dog. Can't you count? There are two visitors." states Cat.
"Well, duh." replies fake Dunglap.
"You invited us over."
"Do you wanna play with us? I got all my Mean Bobs ready!" claims Dog.
"Hey, what happened to your black eye?" asks the impostor Mervis.
"Guess I'm just a fast healer!" Dog lets out a throaty laugh afterwards.
"Something about this isn't adding up." claims the fraud Dunglap.
"Yeah, your voice is saying simpleton when it should be moron." opines fake Mervis.
Dog then clears his throat... before saying "Is this better?" in Cat's voice!
"Wearing masks of each other? That's so dopey." opines impostor Dunglap.
"Aren't you both a little too old to be playing dress up?"
"Don't be silly! You're never too old to have fun." answers Dog, his voice coming out of his Cat mask.
"You guys are pretty weird." states the fraud Dunglap... except it was in Stan's voice!
Dan breaks character. "Stan!"
Stan tries to save face. "Oops. About time puberty kicked in for this ferret."
"I'm a weasel!" whispers Dunglap, as Mervis is nearby with him hiding at the top of the stairs.
"Would you knock it off? Our cover's blown."
Dan rips his mask off, revealing his true face; his thick neck looks out of place on his Mervis disguise.
"Wearing this thing is like breathing through a straw." states Dan.
"Tell me about it." Mervis takes a sniff from his nasal spray.
"Thank goodness." Stan proceeds to remove his Dunglap mask. "This dork has such an awful haircut."
"Hey! You're those two guys who tried to steal our trophy!" realizes Dog.
"And lied to us about being a CatDog!" adds Cat.
"What, you thought you'd seen the last of us? I'm Dan the man who scams and scrams! Being outwitted by that pooch was the most embarrassing day of my life. No offense, Stan."
"None taken!" replies a chipper Stan. "Believe me, we're not fond of you bozos either."
"Especially not that fleabag over there." quips Dan.
"How dare you talk about Dog like that? The only one who gets to insult him is me, not some mangy alley cat!" proclaims Cat.
"Big words comin' from the cat who's wearing his brother's face!"
Turning towards his partner in crime, Dan yells "Stan! Let's make like an egg and split!"
"Right behind ya!"
"Leaving so soon?" asks Cat.
"Yeah! A one way ticket out of this two bit town!" replies Dan.
"But you're gonna miss the big surprise!" exclaims Dog.
"Ooh, I like surprises. What is it?" asks Stan.
"Fin!" shouts Cat.
Dan is confused. "What?"
"I said, fin!"
Dunglap pokes Mervis' shoulder. "That's our cue!"
Mervis then pulls from a lever, resulting in Dan and Stan to be covered in white fish chub, immobilizing them.
"I guess you could say we knew there was something fishy about you." quips Cat.
"Great. Not only do we stink, we gotta deal with bad puns too!" says an annoyed Dan.
Still inside CatDog's house, Dan, Stan, Mervis, and Dunglap have all since left, leaving just CatDog themselves.
"We did it, Cat!" states Dog.
"Good, because I didn't waste my year's supply of white fish chub for nothing. I gotta say, you did great work on these masks, Dog! They look just like us!"
"Aw, thanks Cat! I always wanted to be you."
"I... wish I could say the same." states Cat. "Alright, let's take these sweaty things off!"
Cat attempts to take off his Dog mask by pulling on the nose, but it isn't budging.
"That's funny. The mask won't come off."
"Oh, yeah! I added glue to them so we'd look even more like the real deal! Pretty smart, huh?" asks a smiling Dog.
Cat scolds him. "Dog!"
"I'm not Dog, you are! Now, go make the bed because I said so!" Dog laughs. "It's really fun being you, Cat!"
"And it's just terrific being you." states a sarcastic Cat, as the episode irises out on the purple nose he now has.