PART 8:

*NOTE: There are random characters from Harry Potter and The Scorch Trials idk what I'm doing lol. Enjoy!

The air was cold and crisp. There was no sound. Silverpaw was trying to scream but nothing came out, though she felt her vocals working beautifully like a screeching car. Firestar was seated a few seats away from her, stuffing popcorn into his face as he watched the silent screen. Flamepaw was watching the kiss with undisguised envy, casting a quick glance at Silverpaw as he waited for the "magic" to happen. She glared at him sharply and curled her paw into a fist, pointing at his direction. Flamepaw slowly turned away, pretending that it hadn't happened and continued gazing at Noah and Allie.

Firestar had stopped eating the popcorn and was now proceeding to the cookies.

"The Notebook is the best movie ever!" he mouthed to Dapplekit.

Dapplekit nodded and continued to gaze wonderingly at the scene, sitting to Firestar's right and sipping a Slurpee.

Silverpaw tried to speak again, but it was no use; something was wrong with her voice.

Lilypaw was hunched over something, looking worriedly at Silverpaw as she held it. The silver host knew what Lilypaw was doing. She got out her phone and sent Lilypaw a text that read: TURN OUR VOICES BACK ON RIGHT NOW OR YOU DIE!

Lilypaw glanced at her and pressed down on something. All of a sudden, the screaming that Silverpaw had been trying to do was now audible. "Let go of my feet! You stupid black and black-not-so-black cats! I am trying to watch a movie here!"

Dapplekit and Flamepaw leapt to their paws, while Lilypaw looked at the love of the film with disgust. Firestar announced another award while stuffing cookies into his ears. "The black and black-not-so-black cats have just won the "kidnap Silverpaw award"! Well do-"

"Hey, it's a movie, Im' trying to watched, shut up!" yowled Silverpaw as she kicked the kidnappers in the face.

The red velvet seat lifted up as Silverpaw squirmed, revealing her tranquiliser. She kicked it aside and mewed, "I think I need a different weapon. Maybe one that tortures them while they're still awake."

"Here ya go," meowed Flamepaw, handing her a Taser.

"Nice one, Flamepaw," meeped Dapplekit.

The kidnappers squalled in alarm as Silverpaw activated the Taser and electrocuted the black-not-so-black cat. The black cat gazed on in shocked as his friend fell to the carpeted theatre floor, then kicked Silverpaw's foot.

"Ouch!" she shrieked.

The weapon clattered slightly as it hit the floor. Firestar took the moment to mention, "Sheep!"

Silverpaw's astonishment gave the black cat a few moments to yell, "Graypaw! Help me! I got her for y'all!"

There was a click of metal and a vent below Silverpaw's chair opened up-"Why is there even a vent below her seat?" squeaked Dapplekit-while the black cat shackled Silverpaw to him.

Graypaw emerged from the vent and grabbed the spitting Silverpaw, pushing her down the metal passageway. All the rest of the gang could do was drop their mouths open. Well, except for Dapplekit, who was drinking vodka and dipping cookies into it, sinking into her seat.

"Want a Home Economics lesson while Silverpaw's not here?" asked Brokenstar.

The presenters stared at him as they realised that they could do what they wanted because Silverpaw was absent. "Let's go."

"Okay, I've got Lionblaze on stand-by in the kitchen. What do you want to cook?"

"Cake-pops," meowed Firestar.

"How about... pop-tarts?" questioned Flamepaw.

"Crystal meth!" shouted Dapplekit.

Brokenstar nodded at them and growled, "Follow me. Everything is ready!"

He led the way out of the cinema. Lilypaw was still staring at the movie with her lip curled up. Not because it was disgusting to see what was happening but because she was making faces at Cloudkit, who, for some reason, was watching a movie inappropriate for his age.

The gang apart from almost half of the presenters exited Cinema 5, passed the usher who was outside for some reason, tasered him, climbed a stairway, went into the carpark, got into the van, hit Honeyfern with a rubber snake through a window and cheesed it out of there. Firestar looked out of the van's rear window to see Berrynose chasing after them like a Crank, then watched him stop as Poppyfrost crossed his path. The cream-coloured tom was gaping at her, taking no notice of the van that just killed Honeyfern in a hit-throw-a-rubber-snake-and-run.

"Poppyfrost, Berrynose has the Flare!" Flamepaw mouthed at her, coming to sit beside Firestar.

Poppyfrost backed away in fear and ran into Newt. She whipped around and stood gaping just like Berrynose. Then she backed away once more and ran into Thomas.

"Why the hell are the Scorch Trials characters here?" exclaimed Dapplekit, watching as the young tortoiseshell she-kit ran into Janson. "Ohh, harsh bruh. There's Janson."

The things they were getting away from were now 2 levels above them, so Dapplekit could no longer see them. As they descended down the carpark, Brokenstar meowed, we're getting closer to the kitchen.

The kitchen was in the basement. The cats leapt out of the van and entered through the concrete door.

"Hey Brokenstar, I was wondering when you'd get back," shouted Lionblaze, stupidly.

"Yeah, we just ran into UFO's and the Silverpaw Show! So excited, they finally realised my talents!"

Lionblaze nodded excitedly, then padded towards the group on high heels. The high heels stabbed holes in the checkered black and white kitchen tiles. Brokenstar signed. It was going to be expensive to fix that.

"Hello hello hello!" shouted a new voice.

"Voldemort, is that you? Thought you were never coming!"

"Yeah, I got stuck in traffic, had to Avada Kedavra a bunch of people and blow up some cars."

"Aww, that's all right! You're here now to meet some of the preseters of The Silverpaw Show! This is Flamepaw, Firestar's the one with cookies in his ears and Dapplekit's chewing cocaine."

Brokenstar gestured to each cat with a flick of his tail. Voldemort looked confused. "Where's Silverpaw? And Lilypaw?"

"Silverpaw just got kidnapped, but we're cooking for now. Lilypaw's still watching the Notebook."

Booms and screams could be heard from above.

"Not anymore," mutered Flamepaw, casting worried glances over his shoulder.

"Okay." Voldemort's black cloak was swept off and he put normal clothes and an apron on.

"Alright guys here are the recipes, cook whatcha want," yelled Brokenstar.

...

Two hours later, they finished cooking. The gang minus Lilypaw and Silverpaw were content. Dapplekit was the happiest of all, sucking on her crystal meth Barbie doll. Flamepaw sighed and took a pop-tart, stuffing it into his face and making sure Lilypaw was not nearby with a flamethrower.

"Let's actually go and rescue Silverpaw," suggested Dapplekit, coming up behind him.

"Yeah," agreed Firestar.