I take the honor of presenting to you yet another chapter of Win A Date With Foxleap! *cheers* Now, before we get started, I'm going to answer reviews (again).

Whitespirit (Guest): Ooh, thanks for that idea! And I think that I will put her on the show someday.

Azureflower (Guest): I was waiting a long time to get some criticism, and I do appreciate it! I want to improve my writing, so thanks for being honest! I'll add more on my thoughts about this in the story...

DappledpeltTheBootiful: That's a great idea, and I'll use it later on!

Catlover49 (Guest): I'll be sure to add her on later.

rain b (Guest): I'll try to put them in!

Now, let's get on with the next episode, in which Sandstorm gets angry.

*Thunder Studios, StarClan, 1:25 PM*

"Wait, so why did I get the email that I need to improvise?" the ginger tom in the studio asked as he dusted the velvet couch on the stage. As a cloud of dust rose into the air, the tom began to cough with one paw over his muzzle and the other batting at the air.

The Siamese she-cat on a black chair shrugged her shoulders as she shuffled several sheets of paper. "Well, Foxleap, a viewer was annoyed by hearing the same introduction and all, assuming that it was only used to fill up screentime. And since Pebble loves using constructive criticism to improve the shows on ClanTV, she told us to all improvise the introduction and such."

"They found out that it was scripted?" Foxleap gasped as his eyes widened. He leaped off the stage to be next to the she-cat. "Who said that?"

Brook shrugged her shoulders once again. "Someone by the name of Azureflower, but that doesn't matter. You and Icecloud are the ones who need to fix it up."

Foxleap nodded his head. "Yeah, and the introduction was quite a mouthful anyway. I'm going to tell my sister about the change right now." The ginger bounded off as he headed toward the backstage area, and knocked on a wooden door three times.

"What is it?" Icecloud asked from inside the room. "I'm trying to straighten my fur!"

"Someone found out that the introduction, ending and all were scripted and now we need to improvise them!" he yowled from the other side to make sure that she could hear.

Inside, the white she-cat rolled her eyes. She yowled back, "Well, we can't practice it or anything. Can you leave me alone?"

Foxleap tipped his head in thought, and a grin spread on his face. "Nope!" he answered as he tried to pull at the door knob. He realized that Icecloud had locked it, and then pulled a black hair pin from a nearby table. He inserted it into the key hole, twisting it and turning it many times, and it didn't unlock. Movies and books definitely make it sound a lot easier, he thought bitterly as he struggled with the pin and knob.

Icecloud, on the other paw, continued to groom herself and lick her fur straight as her brother tried to unlock the door into her dressing room. She found herself amused as she heard his grunts and hisses. Eventually she finished and used the other door to get out and to the main stage.

In due time, a pale ginger tabby she-cat called out, "Twenty minutes until the show starts, and we haven't begun setting up!"

Brook pulled out her camera and stand from a case as Foxleap rushed from the door and grabbed his red bow tie. Icecloud carried the stool onstage, and then went backstage to fetch her pack of Expo markers. Sandstorm pulled her walkie-talkie from her dressing room, which she was supposed to use to call her mate if there was trouble.

Eventually, the Siamese she-cat had finished setting up her camera, the ginger host was finally satisfied with how he looked, the host's brother had written the title of the show on the whiteboard, and Firestar's mate was just where she needed to be. As soon as the clock struck 2:00, Foxleap began the show.

"Hello toms and she-cats!" he grinned, and began to improvise. "This is the best show in all of StarClan, Win A Date With Foxleap, rolling live in Thunder Studios! I was inspired by Nightcloud's show, and I have all the requirements for my own dating show! I'm devilishly handsome, clever, talented, humorous, and single!" At the last description of himself, he winked at the camera.

"I'm your co-host, Icecloud," Icecloud inputted. "Every normal episode, you will see me keeping score." She gestured gracefully toward the whiteboard, and continued, "A she-cat wins a date with my brother when they earn five points for every question they get correct. And for the rest of our staff is Sandstorm filling in for my father temporarily as security and Brook, our camera cat."

"To differ from Nightcloud's show, we will interview cats individually per episode," the ginger tom clarified. "Anyway, the guest of honor for this episode is... Squirrelflight, nominated by DappledpeltTheBootiful!" the host announced, clapping his paws. "She will be competing for the prize of a date to The Forest Buffet!"

"WAIT, WHAT?!" the backup security guard roared. Her eyes narrowed as her dark ginger daughter began to pad onstage. "Squirrelflight, why in StarClan are you on the show?"

The dark ginger she-cat shrugged her shoulders as she seated herself on a white chair. "I was invited, I wanted to get thirty-five pheasants to bring to ThunderClan, and I haven't been to the Forest Buffet in so long."

Sandstorm snapped her head to the host. "Foxleap, this is my daughter you're bringing onto the show!"

The host flattened his ears to his head. "Sandstorm, one date doesn't mean that we'll become mates. Plus, I'm sure that she would choose Bramblestar over me any day."

Squirrelflight nodded in agreement to all that Foxleap mewed. "Well, Bramblestar is a mouse-brain at times. Anyway, let's just get on with the questions."

Foxleap pulled out a yellow flash card from a colorful deck. "Okay, first up: Who is the most idiotic tom in the Clans and beyond?" he asked.

The deputy of ThunderClan tilted her head. "Well, obviously not you, because I taught you better than that. Bramblestar isn't the most mouse-brained cat to exist either, since he made at least a few wise decisions in his life. Ashfur can't seem to move on, and Crowfeather never really learned anything." She paused before finishing, "Ashfur and Crowfeather are the most idiotic toms in the Clans and beyond."

"Yeah, they aren't the best, and aren't even handsome!" Foxleap remarked in exasperation. "Icecloud, give Squirrelflight a point!"

The white she-cat nodded and drew a tally with a red marker. The temporary security guard's fur bristled as the daughter of Dustpelt capped the marker.

"Next question, who was or is the cutest kit?" he asked, gesturing with his paws toward himself.

Although Squirrelflight took the hint, she thought deeply about this and finally came to a conclusion. "All kits are the cutest," she answered.

Foxleap tipped his head to the side, and turned his head to Icecloud. "Give Squirrelflight another point, because 'all kits' include yours truly," he winked. The co-host twirled the marker before drawing the second line. Sandstorm's pelt fluffed out in irritation as Icecloud did so, but the show continued.

Foxleap asked, "So, who was your least-behaved apprentice?" He flicked his tail away from himself, trying to say that he wasn't the one of the title.

The dark ginger she-cat shrugged her shoulders. "Rosepetal and Stormcloud were both very easy-going cats and were quite obedient," she commented. Narrowing her eyes at Foxleap, she continues, "But you were very stubborn and hard to convince. Out of you three, for sure you were the least-behaved."

The host lowered his head in embarrassment, but mewed to Icecloud, "Don't give her a point for that!"

The white she-cat tossed the marker into the air before catching it. The security flicked her tail in satisfaction that Squirrelflight wouldn't get the date.

"I'll make this the last question," Foxleap stated before asking, "If you could change your name, what would it be?"

The guest of the episode cocked her head to the side as she thought about her answer. "You know, my name is pretty weird," she murmured. "Squirrels that fly? I guess I could change it to 'Squirrelfoot', because talking back on me gives you my own kick back!"

Foxleap smirked, "That's a great answer, Squirrelfoot! Icecloud, give her a last point!"

The scorekeeper drew a line next to the two others, and announced, "Squirrelflight - or Squirrelfoot - has three points and won't win the date with Foxleap!"

This greatly relieved Sandstorm, and the pale ginger she-cat let out a long sigh of relief. On the other foot, the ThunderClan deputy sighed, muttering, "I could've gotten thirty-five pheasants."

Turning to the camera, Foxleap grinned, "That's all for today's episode of Win A Date With Foxleap! I'm your host, the one and only Foxleap, and there's your co-host and scorekeeper Icecloud! And remember, keep on pranking!"

This chapter is released a day late, and I'm very sorry, but yesterday I had the lazy vibes. Anyway, put down your thoughts (praise or critique) about this episode below! Send in some she-cats if you can that aren't Ferncloud, Sandstorm, Larchkit, Hollykit, or Icecloud. Remember, the review, follow, and favorite buttons love you!

~Lauren