Bluestar, in her starry galore, tapped Firestar on the shoulder. "It's time to go up to StarClan."

"Already?" he whined. "But-but-"

"No buts," Bluestar admonished crabbily. "I've got things to do-StarClan isn't all hunting and prophecies!"

Firestar sighed and let Bluestar lead him up to StarClan. He was met with hellos, some winks, waving of tails, and then-

A realization came to him. "Spottedleaf?" he whispered. Growing bolder, he yelled, "SPOTTEDLEAF!"

"Shut up," Bluestar cuffed him over the ear, annoyed. "I swear, you act like a kit."

She stopped near an oak tree. "Welcome to the center of StarClan. Have fun."

Bluestar disappeared and Runningwind, who was standing nearby, looked at the trail of stars left in her wake with disgust. "Thinks she's better than everyone. Huh! I died twice for my Clan, unintentionally! Like Heavystep!"

"Runningwind!" Firestar exclaimed. "How is StarClan?"

Runningwind groaned inwardly, but forced a purr. "Oh, it's fine."

Firestar purred back. "Have you seen Spottedleaf?"

"Nope." Runningwind shot off like a dart and Firestar didn't see him again for a while.

Firestar wandered around StarClan for a while, greeting cats and seeing former mentors and long-dead friends. Soon, however, he was bored, sitting on a rock, trailing his tail on the ground.

Can't you invade dreams when you're a StarClan cat? he thought wickedly.

As he thought that, a pool of water appeared in front of him, and, bam! There in the pool Graystripe was shown in his nest, asleep, mumbling something about Firestar. Firestar tapped the water with his paw and suddenly, he was in Graystripe's dream. Sweet.

Graystripe was chasing a shrew when he saw Firestar. "Firestar?" he exclaimed. "Is it you, from StarClan? Unmistakable pelt of yours still there I see."

"Yes, it is!" shouted Firestar, running over to his best friend in the whole wide world.

They hunted together for a while, conversing about this and that, when suddenly the topic of waffles was brought up.

"Hey, remember that waffle I brought into camp?"

"Yeah." Firestar shrugged. "What about it?"

"Well," said Graystripe, his pupils large, "I have another one, and I was thinking that you could maybe tell StarClan what a waffle's all about?"

Firestar sighed. "Graystripe, you know I don't know what a waffle is!"

Graystripe mocked his sigh. "No, you just don't like them and you're afraid to admit it."

Mousefur popped up from behind a bush. "Firestar doesn't like waffles?" she asked, indignantly.

Suddenly Cloudfur popped up from behind another bush. "Firestar doesn't like cookies!"

Random cats began pouring in and saying random things from every side of Graystripe's dream. "Graystripe-"

"Yes?" he asked quite innocently.

"You have the weirdest dreams," Firestar meowed.

"I know-" Graystripe started to reply when suddenly he was interrupted by Cloudfur yelling "Puppies and ponies and myspace dot com!"

"Ahh!" Firestar yelled. "I'm surrounded by idiots!"

As Firestar was fading from Graystripe's dream, Graystripe shouted, "Tell StarClan about waffles!"

Firestar wished he hadn't heard. But he did.

And after all, he might as well do a favor for his friend…