Now that I've discovered my mom's laptop can have earphones plugged in, I will probably spend more time on Youtube than usual. get self-conscious about things like that and hate drawing attention to myself, especially if it's something that only I'd like. You don't see the logic? Good for you.

I have seven completed stories, which is cool. So now I'm starting Polar Opposites, which stinks because I have to write it over again. I have no idea where what I wrote went. Stupid notebook. Anyway, welcome to Polar Opposites version 2!

Author's Note: Remember when Spottedpaw13 sent Team Opposite into the limbo? This starts in that limbo.

Nightpaw31 sat down. "Alright, any plans to get out of here?"

Spottedpaw13 was a liar. A filthy piece of scum. She creates three characters, then sends them to a limbo with getting penacillin shots in the behind! (Number 3, don't want to go there.) Finally, they managed to escape, and Spottedpaw13 promised them a Brother Bear limbo, and here they were in a James Bond limbo! That's just terrible, isn't it?

"Ummm...." Stripepaw exchanged a glance with Lavapaw. "I don't think we can." The three cats in the James Bond limbo were the three members of Team Opposite. Nightpaw31 was their leader, but sometimes she overreacted, like she was about to.

Nightpaw31 glared at them. "Get us out of here before I rip you two to shreds!"

"Well, if you have Spottedpaw13's powers, couldn't you make a portal?" Lavapaw suggested. Nightpaw31 and Stripepaw were the opposites of Spottedpaw and Spottedpaw13, making them evil. However, Lavapaw, the opposite of Cinderpaw, was good. This presented some problems, but in the end they made a good team. They truly were the opposites of the 'good guys', who never got along very well.

Nightpaw31 nodded. "That's a good idea." The black she-cat set to work to try making a portal.

Nightpaw31 may be the leader, but she didn't know everything. That's why Nightpaw31 had teammates. Spottedpaw13 worked best alone, since she could get impatient with those slower in academics than her (speaking of slower...*). Nightpaw31, being the true opposite that she was, worked best in teams, and wasn't all that smart. Sure, they both got impatient, but doesn't everyone?

A few minutes later, Nightpaw31 groaned. "It's not working!"

Stripepaw grabbed a potato chip from a nearby table. "I'm hungry."

"Hey! Those are my potato chips!" James Bond shouted at her.

"Nobody cares," Stripepaw told him as she grabbed a potato chip. As it was about to enter her mouth, James Bond tripped on her tail, causing her to drop the potato chip.

"Stay out of my way!" Stripepaw hissed, dragging her tail closer to herself.

"Hey, it's open!" Nightpaw31 as the portal completely opened. "I guess potato chips are good for you. Come on." The black she-cat beckoned for her two teammates, who followed her through the portal.

James Bond stared in shock as the portal disappeared. "That's strange. Cats can't talk, and portals don't randomly appear here! This is annoying!"

Yeah, this chapter was a bit short. I needed to get this up, and this is what I typed. Unfortunately, the real first chapter was supposed to be wrong.

The events of this chapter took place before 11/11/09.

* Of course, by now you should know that Spottedpaw13 is the slowest person her age that she knows of. This is why she is not seeking an athletic career. Anyone know why she is speaking in third person?

Stay tuned for the next chapter!

~Spottedpaw13~