Spotty: Well, Sandstorm and I have something evil planned, don't we.

Sandstorm: We do, Spotty?

Spotty: Shhhh! I was trying to impress our fans into reviewing! Go on! Click the little button...

Sandstorm: Yeah! We know JUST what to do with the bomb we bought...

Spotty: We do?

Sandstorm: Uggggh!

Hollyleaf: Yay code!


Sandstorm: Spotty doesn't own McDonalds or Warriors.

Spotty and Sandstorm were trying to figure out just what to do with the bomb when Jayfeather burst in. "Sandstorm!" he puffed. "I just found out that the clan is reducing my Healy-Care benefits! I was wondering if you could talk to Firestar to me, you know, a medicine cat has gotta get his benefits."

"Now!" screeched Spotty. Sandstorm dropped the bomb on Jayfeather and ducked out of the way as it exploded. The two she-cats came back a moment later and found Jayfeather's corpse lying on the floor with Firestar standing next to it. "He was pestering us!" complained Spotty and Sandstorm.

"Alright...Whatever," said Firestar as he walked out of theouple of grilled McDonalds.

"Awwww," said Sandstorm. "Poppyfrost liked him. Now she's gonna be heartbroken!"

"Nah," said Spotty. "There are two options. We could actually kill him and get her a new match, or we could revive him from the stink-bomb."

"He's not dead?" said a very surprised Sandstorm.

"Nope," said Spotty. "just knocked out from the extremely concentrated stink-bomb blast."

"Well, since Poppyfrost is always nice to me, lets revive him, but if he's mean to her, then we kill him."


"Nice choice," said Spotty. "Now, we'll revive him and set up a date for Poppyfrost and Jayfeather just as soon as we finish a couple of grilled rats."

Sandstorm: That's it?

Spotty: Sorry. I had to end it there.

Sandstorm: Meh.

Spotty: Anyways, please review!

Sandstorm: Hey, u gonna eat your rat?

Spotty: Nah, you can have it. Btw, please read and review my other story, Phobias, Nutters, and a Little Love. Thanks!