It was a day just like any other day as beams of sunlight poured through the cave-house's window. Grizz yawned and rubbed his eyes as he approached the window. A smile played wide across his face as he was greeted to the sounds of birds chirping and the scent of blossoms lingering in the air.

Suddenly, a soft yawn echoed through the cave and Panda approached Grizz, rubbing his eyes as well, "Hey, Grizz. Good morning, got any plans today?"

Grizz shrugged, "Actually, I think we should probably take it easy today until the afternoon."

Panda nodded in response, "I agree, that was quite the wild party last night."

Grizz smiled back and patted Panda on the shoulder, "You said it, Pan-Pan."

The two turned and walked into the kitchen where Ice Bear was cooking breakfast. The smell of sausage and eggs was divine as it wafted through the air. Ice Bear was real careful about Panda's diet and had gotten him tofu substitute sausage while out at the market. Pulling out a long samurai sword, the polar bear diced the food into pieces before serving it to his brothers, "Eat up."

"Thanks, Ice Bear." Panda replied as Grizz was too busy devouring his food like a starving, rabid dog.

Ice Bear nodded, "Ice Bear gets the paper."

And so, the polar bear stepped out of the kitchen and walked to the front door which he opened.

Panda gave Grizz a concerned look as he messily devoured his breakfast, "You know, you really should learn to chew your food a little more, Grizz."

Grizz gave a hearty laugh, "Oh, Panda. Must you always sweat the small stuff? I mean, Icey's cooking is amazing."

"I know." Panda replied, "I just prefer to taste my food a little before swallowing. It's the respectful thing to do with Ice Bear's cooking."

"I don't think he really cares, either way." Grizz said with a shrug and a loud burp. Panda cringed, fanning the fumes from Grizz's loud belch.

Ice Bear returned to the table with a newspaper in this paw, "Grizz, this may interest you."

The polar bear presented the grizzly with the newspaper and Grizz opened it to the front page. His eyes scanned rapidly across the newsprint and he got the widest smile on his face, "Oh, I am SO gonna be there!"

Panda blinked in confusion, "What are you talking about? I really don't like that look on your face."

"According to the newspaper, there's a steak eating contest in the park today!" Grizz replied with joy.

Panda rolled his eyes at his big brother, "You really should go on a diet, you know."

Grizz gave a hearty chuckle, "Panda, you have no idea just what you're missing out on."

"It's my choice if I want to be vegetarian, you know." Panda scoffed, crossing his arms.

Grizz chuckled a bit, "Oh well, your loss."

"Ice Bear thinks Grizzly should compete. Might win us a prize." Ice Bear replied.

Panda scratched his head, "I don't know if this is such a good idea.."

"I think it's a great idea!" Grizz replied, "You worry too much, Panda!"

"If you say so..." Panda sighed as he casually dug into his eggs.

Later, the three bears were all stacked up and traversing the city on their way to the park.

A bad feeling filled the pit of Panda's stomach and it just got worse and worse the closer they got to the park. Thoughts raced through his mind about Grizz's gluttonous eating habits over the last months. He has been scarfing down nearly twice as much as normal and it showed. Though Ice Bear was still strong enough to carry the both of them, Panda began suffering from backaches after extensive stack travel. He tried his best to talk Grizz into going on a diet but his stubborn brother just wouldn't listen. It irritated him but he tried to keep his temper in check for the sake of his own emotional health.

Eventually they reached the park and the stack separated. Panda let out a loud groan and rubbed his back, "You know, I really should frequent my visits to my chiropractor more often, your weight is starting to be murder on my back, Grizz."

"Ice Bear doesn't notice weight gain." Ice Bear replied, calm as ever.

Grizz turned to Panda with a smile, "See, Panda? Ice Bear's got my back."

"Well, you sure got my back. In a lot of pain, that is." Panda replied sarcastically.

Grizz just laughed and brushed off Panda's sarcasm, "It's just your imagination, Pan-Pan."

Panda sighed and hung his head, "Just promise me you'll actually go on a diet once this whole eating contest is over, okay?"

"Ice Bear goes to Zumba on Sunday, you should sign up for it." Ice Bear nodded in agreement.

"All right, you guys. I'll promise that I'll diet and attend exercise class when I'm done with this." Grizz replied.

The three bears trudged deeper into the part and the scent of steak and BBQ sauce filled the air. Lots of people were talking and Grizzly's attention was pulled straight towards a stage where a man in an Elvis Presley costume was standing, "Five minutes until signups are over and the contest begins. I repeat, five minutes until signups are over and the contest begins." The man shouts through a yellow megaphone.

In an instant, Grizz zipped up to the stage in a brown blur, rushing through the crowd of people and throwing himself onto the stage, "Hey! I'd like to sigh up."

"You're just in time!" The Elvis impersonator replied, handing Grizzly a clipboard with a sheet of paper on it, "Sign here."

Grizz happily sighed the piece of paper, "So do these steaks come with barbecue sauce?"

"Of course they do! You can put as much sauce as you want on them." The host chuckled in response.

"Sweet!" Grizz replied as he hopped up on stage and took his place at one of the folding tables.

Panda turned to Ice Bear with a frown on his face, "I have a real bad feeling about this."

"Axes are banned from this contest, so Ice Bear won't enter." The polar bear replied in mild disappointment.

Grizzly stared down at his plate and noticed a knife and fork next to it so he shoved the cutlery off the table and it hit the stage floor with a loud clatter, "I won't be needing any of that. Real men eat steak with their hands!"

A big, burly lumberjack that sat next to Grizzly turned and faced him, "That's exactly what I think, too. Real men don't need girly tools like knives and forks to eat red meat!"

"Preach to the choir there, brother." Grizz replied, giving the man a high five.

Just then, the man turned away from the bear and grabbed the BBQ sauce off the table. He pulled a mysterious bottle from his pocket and unscrewed the cap. Breaking the sauce's seal, he poured the lime green liquid contents of the bottle inside the sauce until is was empty. Putting the mysterious bottle away, he placed the sauce back on the counter and handed it to Grizz, "Here, you can have this bottle."

"Thanks, man." Grizz replied. Unfortunately, Panda and Ice Bear didn't witness the poisoning as their eyes were fixed on Grizz the entire time.

An earsplitting buzzer sounded, signaling the contestants to eat and Grizz dug in right away, smothering the steak with the tainted sauce and devouring it messily. Another steak was put on his plate and about halfway through, the bear found that he couldn't breathe. Grizz suddenly stood up only to collapse to his knees. His vision began to darken and he suddenly felt weak and light-headed. Just then, technicolor vomit spewed forth from his mouth, pooling on the wooden stage floor. He felt a large paw on his back which was none other than Ice Bear and heard the sound of loud sirens on top of Panda's panicked, hysterical jibberish. Seconds after, everything fell into complete darkness and silence.