Chapter 2

After Fires-ICEstar still- or is it Charlie?- anyways, after his kidney had been removed and all the cats in the Clans had been stuffed with candy, Snowsong polished the still-frozen Tigerstar and turned the tree at the gathering island into a HUGE pine tree- much to ShadowClan's delight- and hung Tigerstar on it like an ornament, and plotted her next crazy adventure for the Clans.

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"He stood, magnificent, glorious, beautiful, white mane and tail flowing in the breeze, his pearly horn shining- no, sparkling- in the last dazzling golden rays of the dying sun, the picture of perfection."

Annoyed, Snowsong looked at Sandstorm, Spottedleaf, and Cinderpelt, who were reading off the script she had given them.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You three are all in love with Firestar- don't make it sound like it! For StarClan's sake, two of you are dead medicine cats!" Snowsong said, thoroughly annoyed.

Sandstorm was too busy glaring at Spottedleaf to reply, flexing her claws in and out. Spottedleaf glared back sassily.

Cinderpelt just stared at Charlie, formerly Icestar and before that Firestar, with her eyes glazed and murmuring, "Will it always be this way? There's always something in the way of us- I'm you apprentice, I'm a cripple, I'm a medicine cat, and then there's Sandstorm and Spottedleaf…"

Snowsong got extremely tired of listening to these ancient cats, so she decided to prank Crowfeather, because in her other story, "A Warrior's Halloween!", she did not desperately need to help the Dark Forest, because she was totally not desperately in love with a certain evil son of Tiggerstar. Totally not. Who would even suspect that?

So she poofed five cats to the gathering island. The five cats were:

Snowsong, Crowfeather, and three certain she-cats.

The three certain she-cats were:

The first love of his life, his fake mate, and his soul mate.

The love of his life was obviously Feathertail.

His fake mate was obviously Nightcloud.

And his soul mate, the cat he loved who had three of his kits, was Leafpool.

Crowfeather looked around, terrified.

"So, Crowy," Snowsong said. "Pick your favorite she-cat."

"WHAT?!" Everyone else screeched.

"That's not fair!" Nightcloud sobbed. "He never loved me anyways! I'm gonna go find Ashfur and start a rejects club!" Snowsong poofed Ashfur, Lionblaze, Nightcloud, Cinderpelt, Moonflower, and Thrushpelt to an imaginary Fourtrees.

Leafpool looked uncertain and shattered. "Well, Feathertail, you were his first love. It's not like there's any way I'll ever compare to you."

Feathertail smiled perfectly, but Crowfeather said, "Wait wait wait wait wait— hold on, Leafy! Feathertail's dead! There's no way we could be mates!"

Feathertail looked like an insane psychopathic maniacal serial killer.

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At Fourtrees…

Nightcloud, Ashfur, Lionblaze, Cinderpelt, Moonflower, and Thrushpelt were crying, because cats can do that.

"But it gets worse," Thrushpelt was sobbing. "Not only did she not love me, but she rubbed it in my face by having kits with a RiverClan cat and pretending I was the father! And then she wouldn't even let us have kits! I mean, Stormtail at least pretended to love Moonflower before he ran off with Dapplenose!"

Ashfur sniffed. "At least your fake mate even wanted to be around you. Squirrelflight rejected me before I even had a chance! Stupid Brambleclaw! And I can't believe they're back together again!"

Moonflower nodded. "Yeah, that stinks. But it hurts a lot more to know the cat you loved went off and got another mate as soon as you died."

"You know," Nightcloud started. "Maybe we should just get over it and find new mates."

Thrushpelt looked at Moonflower, who had been betrayed as soon as she died.

Lionblaze looked at Cinderpelt, the love of his life in a different life.

Ashfur looked at Nightcloud, possibly the only other cat who had felt his pain.

After a long and awkward silence, Nightcloud said "Nah. That was a dumb idea. It's funner to hate and get revenge on people than get on with life and be happy again."

Ashfur got down on his knees (Or whatever cats do to kneel) and said, "But Nightcloud, can't we do it together?" And opened a purple velvet box with a piece of the Moonstone, followed by Lionblaze, looking at Cinderpelt, and Thrushpelt, who was looking at Moonflower.

"Will you marry me?"

The three she-cats said yes and the happy couples rode off into the sunset. But then they got sunburned, so they turned around and rode off into the moonrise.

I liked writing this chapter. :3 I thought it was funny. What did you guys think?

In case you didn't get the rejects club thingy, Nightcloud was rejected by Crowfeather, Ashfur was rejected by Squirrelflight, Lionblaze was rejected by Cinderheart, Cinderpelt was rejected by Firestar, Moonflower was pretty much rejected by Stormtail, and Thrushpelt was pretty much rejected by Bluefur/star. Haha!

FYI, I'm posting a chapter for every 5 reviews, so technically I should have 3 chapters up… Oops! XD