Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed, and favorited the story so far, and before we head right back to the story, I'd like to reply to some of the reviews.

Zapberry-ies: Thank you for your review and feedback! I'll keep in mind to put those she-cats in when there's an episode.

DazyDawnHeart: Thank you for reviewing! I'll keep in mind to put those she-cats as contestants on the show some point.

Hollyshine: I'd like to thank you for your review, but I don't know what you want Hollyshine to be on the show as, a contestant or staff member? Only canon she-cats are supposed to be contestants, since I won't know the personalities of OCs.

Lynxkit: Even though it would be interesting, I don't think he is cut out to be the camera cat. I'll keep in mind those she-cats.

Now, onto the non-episode chapter, in which Foxleap talks with a co-manager and meets the camera cat...

*ClanTV Headquarters, StarClan, 3:15 PM*

The ginger tom knocked on a wooden door with a golden plaque reading 'LaurenRiverSister (Pebble): Co-Manager of ClanTV and Narrator' three times, and then it automatically opened. He slowly walked inside the room, which was quite small(about three tail lengths long). In the center of the office, there was a wooden work desk with an open silver laptop. Behind the desk, there was a cat in a dark blue swivel chair. There were two wooden chairs in front of the desk as well, and Foxleap noticed that there was another cat in the left seat.

"I'm here!" Foxleap announced loudly and in a forced happy tone. Inside, his stomach was flipping and butterflies swarmed. There could be so many possibilities of what he was here to talk about, and the scariest was that his show would be shut down. Oh, StarClan, she can't be that cruel, right?

"You're here fifteen minutes early." The gray tabby she-cat in the chair lifted her head above the laptop to see him. "This means that we have plenty of time to discuss things, and I can get the next visitor earlier as well. Sit in the open seat."

Foxleap nodded and did as the cat asked. He turned his head to the cat to the left of him, who was a white-and-black Siamese she-cat with blue eyes. "Who's that?" he asked, flicking his tail at the unfamiliar character. A Clan cat from long ago? A loner, rogue, or worse, a kittypet? Or a cat from the Tribe of Endless Hunting?

The tabby answered calmly, "That is Brook, who will be the camera cat for your show, Win A Date With Foxleap."

"What about the poll I had set up for who was to be camera cat?" the ginger protested. "Didn't that get any results? I thought that my show got many views!"

"One person voted for Scourge to be your camera cat," the co-manager replied. "And when I asked him, he almost killed me. No one else really voted for anyone to do it, so now Brook is going to do it."

"Is she a loner?" Foxleap spat in disgust. "I'm not having a loner being part of my staff. And I don't even know her."

The Siamese coughed, "I'm here and have a voice. I'm not exactly a loner, but I am Pebble's sister."

A small stream of fear snaked into Foxleap. This was the sister of the co-manager. If he rejected her from the job, his show could be shut off from ClanTV and be left with only one episode. Well, he didn't really plan on rejecting the Siamese, but he didn't know her too well. A light bulb lit up in his head for the perfect way to find out how to see if she was fit for a show like his.

"To be honest, I don't see much resemblance other than the blue eyes. And before I actually hire you, can I ask you a few questions?" Foxleap asked Brook. The she-cat nodded to send the message that it was okay.

The tom grinned, "Okay, first off, on the scale of one to ten, how cool am I?"

"Eight," Brook answered with a short hesitation.

"Excuse me?" Foxleap asked, his eyes widening. "How am I only an eight? I'm obviously a ten in coolness!"

"You just asked me if you were cool," she commented. "That's not a very cool thing to do, right?"

He sighed, "Good point, good point. Next, do you have a sense of humor?"

"I'm serious about being funny," Brook smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. The corners of Foxleap's mouth seemed to stretch a little further.

"A paradox! Nice! Okay, the last question is, why should you be the camera cat for my awesome show, Win A Date With Foxleap?"

Brook tipped her head, thinking about how to answer. "Well, it's for the sake of the fourth wall. If there's another cat that should be in this place, then Pebble would've had them in this seat rather than me."

"Well, you're witty and have a sense of humor, so that means that you're hired!" he declared, throwing his front paws out. When he noticed that the sisters were staring at him oddly, he returned to a normal sitting posture sheepishly. "So, when do we film the next episode?"

Pebble shrugged, "It's supposed to be today, but we'll put it up next week. I'm a little busy right now."

"Oh, okay," Foxleap nodded. "So, am I free to go?"

"Yes, you are free to leave and tell Dustpelt and Icecloud about this," Pebble answered. "By the way, Sandstorm is going to be the backup security if Dustpelt takes a day off, just so you know."

Foxleap had been leaving his seat when the co-manager told him he could leave, but turned his head 180 degrees around to look back at the comment about a new staff member. "Wait, why can't she be the camera cat then?"

"She didn't want to be in charge of it and said that she would rather drag cats offstage," the gray she-cat replied. "Now you can go."

The ginger tom bounced to the door, opened it, and then continued bouncing until he was out of the building.

Brook was added by a suggestion from my sister, and it is her nickname anyway. And Pebble is me... So, what do you think of the camera cat? It's kind of a short chapter, but I hope you enjoyed this! Continue suggesting she-cats for them to torture, I mean, join the show. Sandstorm now can't be on the show, since she's a part of the staff. Ferncloud, Hollykit, Larchkit, and Icecloud are also off-limits. Remember, the review, follow, and favorite buttons adore you!

~Lauren