Merry Christmas!

Firefrost cleared his throat. "It's not Christmas."

The 15 annoyed looking cats padded out of their cabins, casting evil looks at Chris. Whitestorm, however, was perfectly normal, with his Brightpaw pillow at his side. Somehow, he still thought that the pillow was Brightpaw.

"Alrighty, campers, it's time for our first challenge!" Chris announced. "Our security cameras tell us that a cat was here last night, even though she wasn't supposed to come here, and those same security cameras tell us she is still on the island. Your challenge is to capture her and bring her to me."

Bramblepaw glanced at Chris. "Awesome has an advantage because she was at their cabin last night."

"One: You are not supposed to know these things. Two: It was too dark for them to be able to see her," Chris told him. "Now let's get started."

Firestar called a team meeting. All of the cats in Not Awesome gathered around him.

"We have the disadvantage, so I propose we split up," Firestar mewed. "Rainpaw and Sootpaw-"

"Should team up with the rest of us and you go search by yourself? Great plan! Get to work!" Thornpaw interupted. Then the 7 cats went of in some direction. Firestar just shook his head sadly and padded off in the opposite direction.

Team Awesome didn't have a team meeting. Sandstorm and Graystripe considered just following Firestar until the challenge was over, but in the end the team, who had guessed who it was but may or may not be correct, just stayed together.

And in case you're wondering, Chris walked into the secruity camera room to watch the contestants fail- I mean do the challenge.

Firestar...

Sometimes it felt like someone was watching him, but Firestar had felt this feeling before and knew that some rat who would be a major threat later was probably staring at him. How he knows this, I don't know because he's supposed to be learning that right now.

Either way, the orange tom smelled the scent of cat. Eagerly, he began following the scent...

Team Not Awesome...

Meanwhile, everyone else in Team Not Awesome had found a different clue. There was no scent, but they could clearly hear someone talking to themself....

Team Awesome...

Team Awesome finally found a scent trail after an hour. It was the cat they had suspected! They followed its scent to a hazel bush. The cat they were looking for was singing "I'm a Barbie Girl".

"No one sings that anymore," Sandstorm rolled her eyes.

"I'm just scared because this cat is singing it," Graystripe whispered with a horrified expression on his face.

Firestar...

Firestar looked around him. Hadn't he been here before?

Suddenly Chris popped up. "How's the search going?"

"GAAH!" Firestar cried. "How'd you get here?"

"Ummm...." Suddenly, the grass and trees were very interesting to Chris as he experienced a flashback.

Flashback

Chris watched Firestar walk around in circles. "He looks like he could use some company." Then Chris got up, went through the secret passage way to a rock right next to Firestar, and popped up. "How's the search going?"

"Oh, I just walked," Chris replied absentmindedly.

Team Awesome...

Team Awesome bagged their cat and padded back to where the challenge started to wait for Chris.

Team Not Awesome...

Team Not Awesome bagged up the she-cat who was talking to herself and joined Team Awesome.

So, who won?

(Authors Note: Didn't I just type it? Gr, this is annoying.)

Team Not Awesome and Team Awesome waited for Firestar and Chris to show up. Finally, Firestar appeared, dragging a sack bigger than he was. The cat was HUGE! Firestar opened up the bag...and Chris stumbled out of the bag.

"Never do that again. Ever. Or I will send my assitant after you," Chris threatened the orange ThunderClan leader.

"I'm not afraid of Chris." Firestar's tail involuntarily twitched.

"Chef? Chef is getting brain surgery," Chris stated. "Which I said yesterday."

"No, you didn't," Sandstorm growled, but before Chris could interupt, she added, "Who's your assitant, then?"

Chris pulled out a flashlight, turned it on, and made a rabbit shadow puppet into the sky. A silver rabbit with blue eyes, glasses, a green t-shirt, and jeans walked up to the campers and Chris.

"It's Spottedpaw13!" Thornpaw gasped.

"Well, this form got named Shadow," Spottedpaw13- um, Shadow scowled. "So I'm Shadow right now. Deal with it." Then the silver rabbit Sonic character thing walked away to make dinner, which I assure you includes maggots.

"So let's see who we have here," Chris didn't wait for any more distractions.

Team Awesome unbagged their cat, who was Tigerstar.

"Well, he's not allowed on this island," Chris admitted. "But I did say the cat was a she-cat, did I not?"

Sandstorm blinked.

"So, Mr. Fluffy Pillows does not let your team win," Chris decided. Tigerstar glared at Firestar with pure hatred and jumped onto the Boat of Losers.

Team Not Awesome (except for Firestar) unbagged Frostfur.

"Team Not Awesome wins!" Chris rubbed his hands together. "Well, I'll see Team Awesome around the campfire tonight!"

Dirtplace camera

Firestar "I sincerely hope Whitestorm loses."

Elimination round...

"Whoever doesn't get a pigeon has to walk the Dock of Shame and into the Boat of Losers," Chris reminded the contestants. "First up; Jayfeather."

Jayfeather grabbed a pigeon and tried to eat it, but he ended up eating the ground instead.

"Mousefur."

Mousefur glared at Chris as she got whacked in the eye with a pigeon.

"Brackenfur. Graystripe."

The two toms ate their pigeons in one gulp.

"Cloudtail."

Cloudtail buried his pigeon, clearly intending to make Firestar mad later on.

"Sorrelpaw."

Sorrelpaw gave her pigeon to Mousefur, who threw it at Chris.

"Ow. One pigeon, two contestants," Chris rubbed his eye as he rose up the suspense. Whitestorm and Sandstorm exchanged glances, while everyone else waited for Sandstorm to get her pigeon. Whitestorm got voted off, right?

Think again.

"Whitestorm." Chris threw his pigeon at Whitestorm, who just stared at it in shock. "Sandstorm, to the Boat of Losers."

"But I didn't DO anything!" Sandstorm protested. But in the end she just shrugged and walked onto the Boat of Losers.

"The next time I see Firestar," Tigerstar was muttering.

Sandstorm rmeinded herself why no one like Tigerstar anymore, and also she forgot to warn Firestar that Tigerstar wanted to kill him. For the one hundreth time or so, anyway.

"See you tomorrow!" Chris told the other campers, and everyone went to bed.

Dirtplace camera...

Firestar "I gave up a pillow for that cat. A PILLOW! And he doesn't have the decency to get voted off. Why did I ever choose him as deputy? I still want my pillow back."

Whitestorm "This was SANDSTORM's pigeon, BRIGHTPAW!"

Brightpaw Brightpaw just stared at the camera with a scared expression on her face. "I now know why Tawnypaw left," she finally muttered.

Mousefur Mousefur groaned. "Everyone, even Whitestorm, voted him out. How did Whitestorm leave?"

Chris "Yeah, I overrode the votes and made Sandstorm leave. So what? She was only taking up space, and whoever chose the teams doesn't really like her." Chris then shrugged and wandered away.

Shadow "Help, I'm being held here against my will! And I'm artificially nearsighted!

Brackenfur "Don't I get to do anything this episode?"

That night, many of the events were the same as the previous night, except no one suddenly appeared anywhere, and Graystripe didn't demand Brightpaw from Team Not Awesome. Otherwise, Firestar felt pretty much the same effects.

Happy 14th of November!

I was originally going to vote out Whtiestorm. Oh well.

~Spottedpaw13~