"I ache all over," groaned Sunpaw, staggering into the apprentice den.

"Can't…feel…legs," wheezed Fawnpaw as she dragged herself after him.

"owowowowowowow," moaned Poppypaw as Otterpaw's whisker brushed her side.

"I feel refreshed and rejuvenated," sang Seagullpaw happily, doing a little tap dance.

After their horrible training session (which consisted mostly of Seagullpaw complaining and Eaglepaw inventing ninja moves) they had been forced through a Pilates workout Seagullpaw had told them would leave them "hawt, toned, and considerably less ugly."

"Lies," grumbled Otterpaw as he collapsed on his nest.

"You don't realize what a great gift I've given you," sang Seagullpaw (considerably out of tune). "The gift of exercise is priceless. Do you realize that without me, you could have become obese?" She widened her eyes to the point where Fawnpaw started edging away from her, numb legs or no.

"Umm….I didn't even eat anything today," Sunpaw pointed out. "I really don't think I'm going to be obese any time soon."

"Not with the ultra-amazing-results-in-just-sixty-moons-ab-cruncher-elliptical-machine-treadmill-exercise-bike!" squealed Seagullpaw gleefully, whipping out an ultra-amazing-results-in-just-sixty-moons-ab-cruncher-elliptical-machine-treadmill-exercise-bike.

"Uh…Seagullpaw? We're caaaaaaaaaats. C-a-t-s. How are we supposed to use an ultra-amazing-results-in-just-sixty-moons-ab-cruncher-elliptical-machine-treadmill-exercise-bike?" demanded Otterpaw.

"With the right set of mind, anything is possible," rasped Seagullpaw, in a scratchy nasal voice.

One assumed she was trying to imitate Yoda.

"Dude, Star Wars is so 1960!" complained Eaglepaw. This was his first appearance since the back-breaking Pilates workout, as he had stumbled off muttering about jumping off a bridge. They had all been somewhat shocked, but too tired to do anything about it. Now that he was back, however…they kinda wished they'd helped him jump.

"The guardrail was too high," he added, referring to the non-existent bridge he had (apparently) failed to jump off of….

"We could have helped you," said Otterpaw snidely attempting to sneer. He failed. Eaglepaw sniffed.

"It makes me so happy I have such great friends," he blubbered, starting to cry. "Group hug!"

He attempted to pull them all within the reach of his skinny and somewhat evil-smelling arms, but after a harsh

"Get your paws off me, you little pest!" from Fawnpaw, he settled for patting his own paw kindly.

This was fun to write…People, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease review? The rabid reader rabbit thanks you….. By the way…what do you think of me doing a Clique fan fic? R & R! :D