A/N- OKay, new chappie up, and no offence to anyone who's gay, by the way, the joke in here is just some on-going joke that someone thought up at school and i thought i'd put it in. Special thanks to all my reviewers, of course, and finally, i know this chapter's short, but i didn't have many ideas for it, but i've got tons for the next part! So, until then...enjoy, and don't forget to review, your comments are always appreciated!

Disclaimer- I don't own warriors, Porsche, Jazz FM or Kalashnikov.

The Great Inter-Clan Rally Part III

It was a week later and all the monsters had been restored to working order. Blackstar was still in his psychotherapy classes- 'learning to deal with classical music'- and thus, Russetfur was in charge of Shadowclan.

Now it was time for the hill climb. The clans would race their monsters to be the first one to the top off the hill in Windclan territory. And, naturally, there was also going to be sabotage.

Blackstar could no longer drive a monster, so it was up to Russetfur to drive this time. Also, Leopardstar, Onestar and on this occasion, Berrypaw, would be driving.

As the cats revved the engines of their monsters, Honeypaw turned to Hollypaw and meowed,

"Right, Hollz, listen up, like! It's like, we just had to sabotage those monsters, innit? So guess what, I rewired Windclan's gearbox, y'know, so now their 1st gear's reverse, their reverse is 5th gear, and all the others 'av been jumbled up too, like. An' we tuned Shadowclan's radio to Jazz FM, coz Russetfur hates jazz music and it's one a them runnin' gags, innit? Like on da box!"

"I hear ya, Honz, but watta ya dun about Riverclan? We hav' to stick it ta Leopardstar before the next challenge, coz she's also their mechanic, and next up we've got the lake-going-across test!"

"Yeah, I got Stormfur to shove a mouse up their exhaust pipe, so it'll go bang! But, Hollz, I gotta question for ya. Well, Jayzy, he like reckons ya got da hots for Bezza! Issit true, y'know?!"

"Bezza?! Hell no! Don't'cha know he's, like, gay?"

"Bezza's gay?! But he went out wiv Hezza behind Lioney's back!"

As the two apprentices gossiped to each other, the chequered flag was waved by Stoneteller from the Tribe of Rushing Water, standing in as adjudicator while Midnight the Badger had flu.

The race began and Riverclan's exhaust pipe exploded.

Windclan's monster sped off backwards and into the lake.

Shadowclan's driver screamed and shot the radio in the Porsche with a stolen Kalashnikov.

Berrypaw's phone rang and he didn't start the monster.

"Heya peeps! Wassup?"

"Bezza! It's Hollz here! Are you, like, gay? Coz Honz sed you was, an I was like, 'no, he's not' and she was like, 'well he is!', an I wanna know if it's true, y'know, innit?"

"Nah man, I'm not gay, it's like, coz I went out with Heatherpaw, innit?"

"Hang on, I'll just tell Honz!"…"She's sez 'well 'ure technically gay'!"

"Tell 'er she's biologically gay!"

"She sez 'ure physically gay!"

This argument went on for a long time until Hollypaw's phone credit ran out and the call was cut off. Just then, Berrypaw realised he had to do the race and sped off the start line, two hours too late. However, he then went on to win, as none of the other teams had managed to reach the top.

Riverclan's exhaust pipe was still being mended.

Windclan's monster was still in the lake.

Shadowclan's Porsche had stopped working when Russetfur's shot had missed and blown up part of it's workings and not the radio.

And, finally, it had eventually been decided that Berrypaw was not gay, and that Lionpaw, who had told Honeypaw that Berrypaw was, had just made it up because he was still sore about the whole 'Heatherpaw' thing.