A/N: Hey guys!
This chapter is dedicated to Hey Itz Jen and Emberclaw. I kind of took both of their ideas and mushed them up together ... hope you don't mind!
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Today's show is Heart-Themed.
The contestant's booth is painted hot-pink, their chairs are a magenta with hearts, and they all get plush pillows shaped in kissy-lips. (Ew.) Brokenstar himself has on a nice heart tie and is even wearing heart underwear. That is, if cats wear underwear.
The music blares and the light beams onto the stage. Finally, the show is starting at the exact time!
Brokenstar is sitting sexily in his spinney leather black chair, resisting the urge to spin in circles. It's a temptation when you're sitting in a spinney chair.
Yellowfang walks onto stage in high-heels – one for each paw. Brokenstar's lip curls. They are certainly extremely hideous.
"Welcome to What Would You Do? a game show hosted by the one and only, BROKENSTAR!"
Brokenstar brightens. Yellowfang was finally getting the idea.
Yellowfang nods towards the other entrance on the stage. "Today's contestant's are … Feathertail, Crowfeather, and Leafpool!"
The crowd goes wild and the three cats trot onto stage, dressed in extravagant evening gowns and a black tux. "Ahem," Brokenstar snarls. Usually, he is the snazzy-looking one! Not them! Contestants were invited to bow down below the Supreme Brokenstar!
"This is not a ballroom." Brokenstar hisses. Crowfeather merrily shrugs. "There's no time like tonight to look your finest," he replies. Leafpool bats her Not-So-Obviously-Fake eyelashes in her direction. "Oh yeah, Crowbaby!" Feathertail coos. Leafpool whirls around, furious at the other gray she-cat. She punches the RiverClan queen's nose. "Stop messing with my boy!" Leafpool spits. Feathertail's eyes blaze. "You're telling me?" she retorts in bewilderment.
Brokenstar calls up Leopardstar's Leopard-Starred Clothes Line, and immediately, a patrol flocks the stage. Leafpool and Feathertail and Crowfeather are ripped from their expensive clothes, and are instead matched with three identical cashmere leopard-print sweaters, with stars in the middle of the black spots. Brokenstar claps his paws. "Marvelous!" he cries.
Feathertail juts out her lower lip, but proceeds to her seat on the far left. Crowfeather wisely sits in the middle of the two bickering queens, with Leafpool on the end. Their digital panels flash to Love-Sick, Confuzzled, and Love-Struck.
Feathertail pounds the table angrily. "LOVE-SICK?" she shrieks. "LOVE-SICK?"
Leafpool pounds the table angrily. "LOVE-STRUCK? " she shrieks. "LOVE-STRUCK?"
Crowfeather pounds the table angrily. "CONFUZZLED?" he shrieks. "CONFUZZLED?"
Brokenstar nods once. "Yes. Love-sick, confuzzled, and LOVE-STRUCK. IT'S LIFE, LOVER-BOY AND LOVER-GALS!"
Leafpool and Feathertail let out disgusted Ugh!'s and press a paw daintily to their chests. "Despicable!" Crowfeather snarls. The ladies in the crowd swoon.
Brokenstar decides to change the subject. "While you are all enjoying Cherrytail's Cherry Berry Wine With A Hint of Tails, please listen to what you are playing for today."
Yellowfang steps forward, glad to have a part (finally). "Today you're all playing for a chance to win a trip to Silverstream's Romantic Dining at the Silver Stream Restaurant! Brought to you buy SilverInTheStreams co."
Feathertail bats her eyelashes and places a paw on Crowfeather's. "Oh, Crowbaby! If you or I win, I'm thinking of a nice meal there tomorrow night! Wouldn't it be so … romantic?"
Leafpool slaps Crowfeather's black cheek to get his attention. "Crowykins, you know it is only you and I going to the Silver Stream Restaurant … right?"
Brokenstar pounds his table. "ENOUGH WITH THE SAPPY LOVE STUFF!" he roars. "When there's no WORLD DOMINATION involved, forget it! ABSOLUTELY CRAY-CRAY!"
Silence.
Brokenstar clears his throat. "First question – who would you take to a date? Since this is love/heart-themed, after all …"
"CROWYKINS!" Leafpool and Feathertail have pounded their red buttons at the same time and yelled in unison. Their heads immediately turn to look at each other in synchronization. They're voices speak at the same time. "Crowykins? But I'm taking Crowbaby! Hey! STOP SAYING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
Crowfeather taps his button. "These two ladies, of course." He replies silkily.
Brokenstar raises an eyebrow. "You are all WRONG!" he yowls. "The correct answer was me!" He presses on as a look of shock crosses Crowfeather's face. "And no, I ain't gay! NO POINTS FOR ALL OF THEM!"
Darkstripe doodles broken hearts in each of their sections on the white-board.
"NEXT QUESTION!" Brokenstar peers at his hot-pink note-card. "Hottest tom alive? No, Crowfeather, this is not a homosexual question."
Feathertail and Leafpool press their buttons at the same time – again. "CROWFEATHER!" they say in unison. Then their heads snap to look at each other once more. "Hey! I SAID CROWYKINS! Not you! What! STOP SAYING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
Crowfeather taps his button. "Moi," he says simply.
Brokenstar repeatedly hits his booth. "You're all wrong!" he hisses. "The correct answer was me! No points again! ALL OF YOU SPIN THE WHEEL OF DOOM! MWAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!"
On the other end of the stage, Yellowfang lets out a low 'DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUN.' She also earns a smack on the cheek by the latest hi-tech iPaw. Oh yes, and one hundred sets of head phones of Beats by Dr. Dre. Yellowfang is so pleased by her son's actions – she knows he's always had a soft spot for her. But then that changes when she gets a Twoleg piggy-bank thrown at her head – loaded with coins.
Meanwhile, Feathertail has spun the wheel first. "Bob … for … mice." She whirls around. "What?"
Brokenstar puffs out his chest. "A Twoleg thing, in fact," he meows smartly. "And you must give the mice to Leafpool."
Feathertail lets out an enraged hiss, but the floor of the stage opens up and a basin of water is wheeled up to the surface. "There are five mice in there!" Brokenstar yowls. He whips out a stop-watch. "I'm timing you! GO!"
Immediately, Feathertail dunks her head in and waves her tail as she goes bobbing for mice. In five seconds flat, she's already got one. In another two seconds, she's gotten another. In another five seconds, the three other mice are stacked in a neat pile beside her. Brokenstar stops his stopwatch. "You did it in … twelve seconds. Congratulations." It was supposed to be funny, but Feathertail ruined it.
"National Bobbing for Unwanted Kittens champion!" Feathertail hollers. She kicks the mice to Leafpool, who kicks the water-sodden pile to Crowfeather, who kicks it off the side of the stage. The mice is finished in a matter of gulps, because Brokenstar does not allow food in the auditorium, and the show is filmed around lunch time. So cats watch with empty stomachs. MWAHAHA!
Leafpool spins next. "Find … the needle … in the haystack." Feathertail laughs out loud. Leafpool smirks as she reads the next lines. "With the nearest she-cat." She grabs Feathertail. "Off we go!" she yowls.
Feathertail lets out a grown, and the water basin is replaced with a giant haystack. Leafpool and Feathertail tunnel inside while Crowfeather gives the wheel a spin. He squints. "Roll … in … foxdung."
He lets out a yelp and paws at his Leopardstar's Leopard-Starred cashmere sweater. Beside the haystack, a small mound of fox-dung appears, masked with the slight scent of kit-pee. "So it's not too unbearable," Brokenstar reasons. "Hollyleaf is just too nice."
Crowfeather takes a step back, but he accidently sits on a spring – he is catapulted into the air, then landed face-first in the dung. "Roll!" Brokenstar demands. "You sir, are CRUEL!" Crowfeather wails. "ROLL!" Brokenstar repeats.
So Crowfeather gets a free-ticket to roll in fox-dung and Feathertail and Leafpool are still looking for a needle in a haystack.
Crowfeather finishes rolling and stiffly steps out of the dung. The dung disappears, but he smells like he went back in time to when he was a kit and wetted his moss bedding. "NEXT QUESTION!" Brokenstar booms. "What would you tell to one of your dead loved ones?"
"Don't have one!" Crowfeather shrieks. "They're both on the stage!"
Brokenstar narrows his eyes. "Feathertail is dead," he corrects. Crowfeather shakes his head. "I gave her some of Barkface's Bark Faced Magical Rainbow Sparkly Healing Potions and now she is ALIVE! DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUN!"
Brokenstar rolls his eyes. "No points!" he spits. Turning, he faces the hay stack. "Leafpool? Feathertail? Time is ticking!"
"DON'T HAVE ANY!" the queens say at the same time, voices muffled by hay. "Hey! You! STOP COPYING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
"C'mon!" Brokenstar face-paws. "You guys gotta have at least one dead cat! Or else my time living was for nothing!"
Silence.
"NOPE! NADA! DON'T HAVE ANY!" Leafpool and Feathertail say in unison again. "Hey! You! STOP COPYING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
"NO POINTS!" Brokenstar howls. Darkstripe has now filled the entire whiteboard with hot-pink colored sketches of mad faces and frowny faces and broken hearts and sad faces. "The grand total is … LEAFPOOL WITH ZERO POINST, FEATHERTAIL WITH ZERO POINTS, AND CROWFEATHER WITH ZERO POINTS!" Darkstripe taps a paw to his chin. "Wait, so who lost?"
"No one won! No one lost!" Brokenstar roars. "I have correct answers so now I get to have a nice night with Rain at Silver Stream Restaurants! Darkstripe! Call up a limo!"
Darkstripe winces. "Sorry. Can't. Kinda already called up one for Willowpelt and I … oh, and sorry – kinda already took the reservation too …"
Brokenstar's eyes start to blaze. "YOU …"
Darkstripe lets out a squeal and runs off the stage, Brokenstar tearing after him. Crowfeather decides the show is done and leaves his two 'love-for-life's' inside the haystack, still looking for that damn needle. Rain hops off her camera seat and walks off on hind-legs, in the midst of knitting her extra long scarf. Hollyleaf turns the camera towards herself. "See you next time on What Would You Do? Good-bye!"
Then the director too, turns off the camera and the lights to the stage and walks off. The audience file out of the auditorium.
All is silent.
And then Leafpool and Feathertail's heads both burst from the haystack in the exact millisecond, clutching the tiny needle, their paws raised over their heads. It's kinda weird because they're paws are … gulp … touching.
"We FOUND IT!" They say in unison. "WE FOUND THE NEEDLE!"
Then they whirl around to stare at each other. "Hey!" They both say. "STOP COPYING EVERYTHING I SAY!"
LOL!
Haha this one was fun to write! Reviews, please? I'll answer!
Thank youuu!
~Rain and ellie