Cast
Eveningpaw: Me, host
Billowpaw: Brother, nuisance
Sleetfoot:Make up
Fogpaw: Camera
ALL THE OTHER CATS: THEMSELVES
Ok, let's get this show on the road! Well, the thunderpath! To SQUISHVILLE...
Eveningpaw: Hey there folks! Time for the Warriors interview!
Billowpaw, eating chocolate: Tootsie Rollllssss.
Eveningpaw:.. anywhoos, here is our first contestant... Firestar! (Points at the studio door)
Firestar, pouncing at what was where a mouse was: Heh Wha? Where is my prey, you load of crowfood!! HUH HUH?
Eveningpaw: Ok, Rusty (Firestar: it's Firestar), you are in the Warriors Interview-
Firestar: Can you PLEASE hurry up? I'm supposed to catch prey for my hungry clan in the middle of the barran climates of leaf-bare, and you have me here, you...you... who are you, anyway?
Eveningpaw, points at the screen of her and the words, EVENINGPAW
Firestar: I can't read.
Billowpaw: That clearly says, SUBWAY, EAT FRESh (looks pointedly at his sister, head in paws), hey, I know that you change your name a lot, but Subway?
Firestar: What the Dark Forest is SUBWAY?!
Eveningpaw, hissing: You doof, Rusty, Billowpaw, that is our sponser!
Firestar: You dare?
Eveningpaw: We are wasting time, people! Mr. Rusty-
Firestar: For the last time, my name is FIRESTAR!!!
Eveningpaw, glaring: Ok, FIRESTAR-grunt- what is your favorite cabbage patch play toy?
Firestar: what?
Eveningpaw, continuing as if he didn't say anything: Firestar. Lonely cat that has the burden of constipation and is addicted to chewing catmint.
Firestar: what are you...
Eveingpaw: Firestar. One time leader with the hunger for slaughtering rabbits and eating his own toenails.
Firestar: What is this horrid place?
Eveningpaw: Firestar. He only acts like a goodie four shoes when his clanmates are around.
Firestar: You crowfood eating mousebrained piece of foxdung, go back to the Dark Forest, where you belong, you mousedung... (profanities drift of as he runs out of ideas after he insults Eveningpaw's kin)
Eveningpaw: Firestar. The only cat stupid enough to prove my point.
Firestar: Die, you mangled... (throws a rock)
Eveningpaw, dodging easily: Firestar. A bad kitty. Every cat talks about him behind his back.
Firestar growls. and chucks a stick at her, which she ducked.
Eveningpaw, dodging all the things that Firestar was throwing at her: Firestar. Mentally violent. He- OW!
Firestar had chucked Billowpaw at her, but he was dancing around, as he sprained his paw.
Eveningpaw, in a hurry, studio in chaos:Good night everyone! *hissing* Fogpaw. Turn the camera off.(Puts paw on camera)
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