"Good morning Leafpool!" Cinderpelt meowed cheerfully.

The light brown tabby blinked. "Cinderpelt!" She rushed to embrace her mentor, sobbing as she did. "How are you doing? Why are you here?"

Cinderpelt returned the hug before giving her a big grin. "Today's the first day of "Clan Chat". It's a new game show the StarClan members voted for." She explained. We'll have a StarClan host, Random cats who are chosen to be the victims, I mean contestants." She amended quickly." We'll also have our camera cat, security and our "Extra staff."

She limped over to a long, black stick with lots of interesting looking ... things on it.

Leafpool stared at it. "What is that?"

Cinderpelt shot her a look. 'It's a Sony pd 150/170 of course. We chose the latest model of the camera, because it has a lot more buttons." To prove her point, she stabbed her claw on one of the 'buttons' and it began to 'sing'. Strangely, it sounded a lot like a combination of 'Pinestar's dirt' being made and Mousefur's wonderful screeching when she found a thorn in her nest.

The former medicine cat squinted at the top label. "Made in BloodClan. Please ignore any sounds of dying chickens that may pop up during a battle. No refunds or returns available. #Ifyouboughtithsyouareanidiot. Wait, don't read that. Or this."

She looked up at her former mentor who had still been grinning idiotically. "What is this!? How could you StarClan cats get this?"

Cinderpelt shrugged. "Brokenstar, Tigerstar and Hawkfrost promised they could provide equipment in exchange for being able to visit any cat they want, unless they do something evil." Cinderpelt mewed again. "I say it was stupid, since Scourge killed Tigerstar but who knows what happened. They managed to get it and they promised to spread the word about our show in exchange for being contestants for the show.

Leafpool kept on staring, her jaw gaping big enough to swallow a trout-kit in one gulp.

Finally she stammered out. "Why would you tell me all this?"

Cinderpelt's grin grew broader, a hint of evil in her blue eyes. " You are to be the one of our first contestants!"

Leafpool felt herself light headed. "Why me?"

Cinderpelt shrugged and flicked her tail dismissively. "I was stalking Jayfeather, and then he muttered about a twoleg named 'Catqstar' or something. The important thing is that it looks like the twolegs have finally chosen a leader! Anyways, he said that the twoleg wanted to torture her and find out about her relationship with Crowfeather, but Jayfeather fell asleep after the 'torture Leafpool part'.

Leafpool blushed as she murmured. "I thought Jayfeather had forgiven me after the Dark Forest battle."

"That doesn't mean we have forgiven you." The medicine cats turned around to face a grey she-cat with matted fur and a tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.

"Yellowfang?! Spottedleaf?! Is that you?"

The two she-cats chorused warmly. "Greetings, Leafpool, Greetings, Cinderpelt."

Again, Leafpool's eyes filled with fresh tears at the sight of her dear, fellow medicine cats.

"Is StarClan all right?" She asked, worry overcoming her mind.

Puzzled, Spottedleaf tilted her head. "Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Well why else would you all be here? Do you have a prophecy for me?"

Now, they all seemed to understand and the three of them shook their heads. "No. This is about the game show. Right now, we're going for the name 'Cat Chat'.

Leafpool could only roll her eyes. She sighed. "So who is going be on our first episode."

Cinderpelt squealed. "I told you Yellowfang! I know my apprentice better than anyone else." She added thoughtfully. "Except for maybe Squirrelflight."

Yellowfang snarled at her own former apprentice. "Fine! I'll bring you the rabbits tomorrow!"

Spottedleaf rolled her eyes and interrupted. "Anyways, Greystripe will be our second contestant, and Reedwhisker of RiverClan for our third.

"Millie is going to be today's host, Russetfur is our Camera cat, Heatherbreeze has volunteered to be the current scorekeeper, Whitestorm and Oakheart from 'Lionheart's noble rights elite police force' will be our security team.

Leafpool unsheathed her claws nervously. "You're not serious right?" She realized there were other cats in the starry grounds that were glaring at her and dropped her gaze. "All right. When does the first episode start?"

Millie padded quickly, a cool look on her face as she stepped up the stairs for the stage.

"Hello folks! Welcome to today's soon to be famous, chat/game show! I'm your host, Millie of ThunderClan! Heatherbreeze, will you tell us who we're playing with today?"

The she-cat took her Que. "We have Leafpool, Greystripe and Reedwhisker joining us as the contestants of Cat Chat! And today we're playing to win a moonly supply of moss, provided by today's losers!"

"What!" Reedfeather protested. "I thought the prizes were going to be awesome!"

"Fine!" Millie sighed. "We'll also throw in a free buffet meal for two at Sunstar's super soup diner."

With a satisfied purr, he leapt onto the comfy sofa across Millie's own plush chair. Greystripe followed before calling, "I love you Millikins!"

His mate called back. "I'll be waiting for you to win!"

Leafpool finally followed the two toms, sitting in the center of the couch.

"Okay, so the first question is: Your mate just died. You're feeling too lonely until someone you like asks you to be their mate. What would you say?"

Greystripe meowed first. "I'd definitely take her if I really did love her. I mean, I've broken the code once by taking Silverstream, then I took Millie, but I would still take another cat if I truly loved her."

Reedwhisker called out. "Of course not! You don't take a mate after your fist one dies! That basically proves you never loved your first mate, or you would have loyal!"

Oakheart hit him on his head with a little toy unicorn. "Ow!" Reedwhisker shrieked. "What was that for?!"

Oakheart glared back. "Stop yelling youngster! You're supposed to be respectful to all senior warriors!"

Reedwhisker growled. "I'm a senior warrior! And I'm older than her!"

The former RiverClan deputy snorted. "So. I'm older than you! Ohhhhhhhhh! Burnnnnnnnnn" He turned away and began to madly type on his Cat Pod 3

Whitestorm could see what the other tom was typing. #Reedwhiskergotburnbyme. Whitestorm could only sigh. "Excuse Oakheart! I think he drank a little too much of Bluestar's Blueberry Bush Tea." The other cats turned back to Leafpool who hadn't answered.

Finally she meowed. "I wouldn't take any other mate than the one I already have. Not even if he died; he proved to me his love once when we were young and again in the great battle."

The audience of cats began to sniffle. Mosskit yowled,"Yeah, Leafpool!" Not quite understanding the moment.

Millie gave a little sniff. "Heatherbreeze! Give all three of the sweet little warriors a point!"

As they grey tabby did, Russetfur muttered. "Greystripe killed a cat before. I wouldn't call him sweet."

Oakheart reared away from his Cat Pod 3 with a glare. "Watch it! I'm older than all of you cats, so you better listen or I'll whack you with my Lego Uni-kitty!"

Whitetail jumped up from the closest seat to the stage, waving her tail as she yowled loudly. "OMSC Oakheart! Where did you get that darling unicorn?"

The old warrior grumbled. "I told you it's a Uni-kitty and I got it from Tallstar's Toys for toddlers."He scratched his head with a paw before muttering quietly. "Now where did I put my Thomas the Choo-choo train?"

Millie smacked the old tom.

"Hey! Now what did I tell you about respect?" Quickly, he threw his precious Uni-kitty at Millie.

It hit the striped tabby on the shoulder. She blinked and then sighed. "Whitestorm, please take you comrade into one of the spare barbed, cages. We'll see who needs to learn about respect!"

Whitestorm sighed but he obeyed. He used his teeth to drag Oakheart by the scruff to the backstage.

"Now! Time for question two! If you could have a special power, what would it be? Hollyleaf asked me to use this question even though she is so stuck up. I mean can you believe she told me that I should love Blossomfall?! Like why would I do that?"

Reedwhisker rolled his eyes. "Okay. But if I could have a power, I'd totally have the power to make good cats who like each other to become mates! that would mean Crookedstar wouldn't have been so sad if Shellheart had a different mate, or Blossomfall with Greystripe."

Russetfur lowered her head to stare at the tom. "Do you have a crush on her?"

"Um, no." Slightly, the tom seemed to redden as all the other cats leaned closer.

Russetfur raised her eyebrows. "Really?" The Riverclan cat bit his lip. "Um, Yeah. I think I'd know if I liked some cat."

Greystripe broke the silence. " I would want to be able to turn into a tree."

Leafpool meowed in disbelief. "A tree?"

"Yes." Greystripe seemed puzzled. "So I could hide if the dark forest cats came to attack us again. Or I could turn into a tree to let a squirrel climb me and then I would turn back to catch him."

Leafpool shrugged. The tom was her father's oldest friend and had often watched Squirrelflight and her. It was strange, the way he acted.

"I would be able to go through time, to change and fix mistakes."

Satisfied, Millie gave a nod to Heatherbreeze. "Leafpool's power sounds like a real one. Give her a point and the other two half a point."

Heatherbreeze used her claws to score one and a half and a half into the Score board she had been gripping. She gave her own nod.

"Greystripe had 1.5, Reedfeather also has 1.5, but Leafpool has 2 points. She's wining!" Heatherbreeze cheered.

"Our third and last question for today is: The rest of your Clan had died from green cough but you survived. Which remaining clan would you join?"Millie announced.

Russetfur gritted her teeth and let out a growl. The camera shook as she did so."That means there would only be ShadowClan and RiverClan." She pointed out.

Millie shrugged. "Hey, I didn't pick the questions. Just choose any clan."

Again Reedfeather answered first. "I'd choose StarClan." He shot a glare. "You said any clan."

Russetfur motioned to him. "Carry on."

"That means I could die a peaceful death instead of something like the great battle." He glanced warily at the Starclan members. "By the way, I didn't die yet. So why am I here?"

A white tom from the audience rolled his eyes. " Are you sure about that?"

Reedfeather meowed deficiency. "I'm pretty sure I can tell if I'm alive, Blackstar."

He replied to the sarcasm. "Just making sure you frog-brains know." A few cats let out Mrrrows of amusement.

"Greystripe? Leafpool?" Millie asked. "Let's hurry up so my Honey-berry can win and take me out on a date."

Greystripe gave a mew that had some uncomfortableness in it. "Um, I'd guess I'd go to RiverClan? I mean I did learn how to fish when I spent some time there." He drew a paw over his ear.

Leafpool meowed. "I'd go to WindClan. They have been our greatest alliance so far; and because of Crowfeather."

Nightcloud snarled from her seat, the farthest from the stage. (25 fox lengths away) "You'd better not forget me, medicine cat."

Wisely, Leafpool didn't speak so Millie did. "Well, that's a point for all of them! Now Heatherbreeze do you want to tell us who won?"

The she-cat gave cheered. "Leafpool won!" Then she leaned over to the medicine cat to whisper. "Lionblaze is dating me again. Please don't tell Cinderheart!"

Millie's eyes almost popped out. "What! You mean my Grey-face didn't win?! Why didn't you try harder!" She screeched to her mate.

Greystripe seemed unruffled as he stalked up to her with a beautiful silver tabby. "Because I had a date with Silverstream, before you dragged me into Cat Chat."

Silverstream nodded, her blue eyes blazing. "Greystripe is his own cat. He should get to chose what he wants to do, and with who!"

"What!" Millie screeched again. "Bah! That's it! I quit! I'll never watch this show or be on it again!"

Featherbreeze calmly meowed, "We don't need you either. Bluestar planed to have a supply host in case something like this happened." Then she turned around to Leafpool. "Congratulations!" Who do you want me to give the other buffet ticket to?"

Leafpool shook her head sadly. "You might as well give them to Silverstream and Greystripe. I don't have any cat I could go with."

Just then, I deep voice meowed. "Could I go with you then?"

Leafpool turned and nearly fell over. He was as long legged, and handsome as she remembered him. Although, he also had a sad smile.

"Crowfeather." She breathed in his scent.

Nightcloud hurried to the stage to snarl at her mate. "What do you think you're doing, Crowfeather?"

He turned and mewed quietly. "I made a mistake. I thought I loved you, but I watched the way you treated Breezepelt. And now, he's like... that." The tom finished.

His blue eyes pleaded her to understand. Leafpool gave a gulp before meowing. "I choose you, Crowfeather!"

His eyes now shone with surprise but he dipped his head to her and they excited the stage, while every other cat except for Nightcloud began to cry.

Crowfeather mewed a sentence that he had only told her once before. "I love you, Leafpool."

So how do you like the first chapter guys?

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