The lights burn bright in Studio 37 as an orange tabby tom wheels around in his chair. Crookedstar stretches as the crowds pour in, watching Leopardstar and Shellheart wheel in the camera equipment. Willowpelt, his mate and the scorekeeper, wheels in a big whiteboard with two dividers (to make 3 sections) made of of sparkly pink duct tape. As the crowd settles down, The producer notices that the security, Onestar and Bluestar, have entered, followed by the Emergency Medicals, Flametail and Yellowfang. Leopardstar starts the camera, and the three judges walk on, to tremendous applause from the crowd. From the audience's view, Thrushpelt sat right, Crowfeather center, and Silverstream left.

"And hello! Welcome to Warriors Got Talent!" Crookedstar announced. "Willowpelt, who do we have today?"

Willowpelt looked at her clipboard.

"Firestar, doing tap, is first!"

The flame-colored tom walked onstage to cheers and boos. As the music cued, (Happy) he started tapping to the claps. The audience and staff alike watched, agast, until he had finished, then burst into applause.

"Okay then!" Crookedstar announced. "Now, let's see your score!"

Thrushpelt looked superbly on, and everyone realized he had already pressed 'like'.

"I liked that OK, but I love your best friend." Said Silverstream, and pressed 'like'.

Crowfeather put on a scowl, but eventually pressed 'like'.

The crowd roared with approval as Firestar exited and Sunstar walked on, looking nervous.

"Next up is Sunstar doing a speech called 'How to be a good substitute father!'"

Thrushpelt perked up in his seat, looking excited.

Sunstar nervously grabbed the mike, and cleared his throat.

"Hello. I will be giving a speech today about the proper care for a foster son or daughter.

"One must first believe that they would do anything for the baby or babies. They must be treated, not like a spoiled, rotten kit- "

Briarlight cheered in the otherwise silent crowd. Sunstar continued.

"- kit, but like a kit you would have had yourself, even it if isn't yours. This works especially if you wish it had been."

Thrushpelt, crying silently with the exception of a few gulps, sobbed even harder and pressed 'like'.

"So that is how you treat a young kit that means the world to you. Thank you."

Thrushpelt, at this point, was positively bawling into a disgusted-looking Crowfeather's shoulder.

Sunstar walked offstage to tremendous applause and sobs still coming from Thrushpelt and Graypool. Silverstream had a solitary tear rolling down her cheek, and wiped it away with one paw while the other hit the 'like button.

Crowfeather seemed to be having some trouble composing himself, along with Leafpool, Bramblestar, and Squirrelflight. After some difficulty, he pressed like himself.

Leopardstar focused on Crookedstar, even though he was also crying. Gulping down his sadness, he wiped away tears and announced, in a slightly stuffed-up voice, "And last but not least, Pinestar doing… oh I can't say it! you'll see."

Half of the cats in the audience fell silent, these being the older of the group. Thrushpelt had his eyes narrowed, along with Sunstar backstage, Bluestar, Leopardstar, Crookedstar, Tallstar, Willowpelt, Shellheart, and every other cat who had witnessed the day or announcement to the other clans that Pinestar had left to become a kittypet.

Pinestar walked out, looking fat and scared. Behind him he dragged… a bowl of kittypet food? The kits went 'ew!' and the warriors looked on disapprovingly.

Without further ado, Pinestar frankly shoved his face into the slop and ate in in three seconds. Watching, disgusted, Thrushpelt pressed 'dislike' and sending a big MEEEP through Studio 37.

"I hate kittypets." Said Crowfeather disgustedly, and hit 'dislike' and sending yet another rejection meep through the crowd.

Silverstream did not look amused. Pressing 'dislike', she officially sentenced Pinestar away from the stage.

Willowpelt was scribbling furiously at the scoreboard- stepping back, the audience gasped to realize that Firestar and Pinestar were tied!

The three judges huddled quietly while Crookedstar explained.

"If there is a tie, the judges will determine who wins and advanced to The War of the Talents, the finals of the season."

The three judges straightened up on their chairs, and Thrushpelt stood, as he had been given the honor (for a specific reason which you shall see in a moment) of announcing the winner of that day, and announced-

"Sunstar!"

The crowd went wild, and a golden light filled the room while Sunstar was forced onstage. Beaming, Shellheart turned off the camera and the guests filed out of the room. Season 1, Episode 1 of Warriors Got Talent had officially come to a stop.