Snowfur turned around in her swivel chair to face the audience. Luckily, her snow-white fur was bunny blood-free.

"Welcome to Warriors Got Talent! Before we begin, I would like to let everyone know that the upcoming Battle of the Champions will be the last!"

The crowd gasped, and Ravenpaw burst into tears.

"Oh, no, I don't mean forever!" The watching cats sighed in relief. "After our next Battle of the Champions, we will host our season finale, the Battle of the Stars! The winner of the Battle of the Stars will gain the title of the The Most Talented and Special Cat in the Universe and No One Else is as Fabulous as Them."

"AEIIIIII!" A bunch of Lionblaze fan girls screamed, holding up badly drawn posters of Lionblaze.

"Yay!" Mothwing cheered. She tried pulled her magic marker out of her fur, but it was stuck on something. She tugged harder, and Sunset flew out, clutching the other end of the marker somehow, since she, or anyone else for that matter, had thumbs.

The magical OJ overlord decided that everyone just had really sticky paws.

"Miss me?" Sunset smirked.

"No!" Mothwing replied cheerily.

"I'm here too!" Sasha called behind her camera. No one really cared.

Mothwing examined her markers. "Today I'm going to invent a color, which technically impossible, but hey, were cats, not humans!" The audience oohed as a color that humans can't imagine was scribbled in the board.

Snowfur smiled. "First we have Mistystar, who 's going to do math."

"Math sucks!" Breezepelt booed.

Mistystar came onstage. She held out her sticky paw for Mothwing's marker. Mothwing held it back, then offered it forward, then pulled it back, then finally gave Mistystar the magic marker.

Mistystar took the cap off, and shouted, "Sasha, give me a random math problem."

Sasha said without hesitation, "Solve (D4 - 5D3 + 5D2 + 5D - 6)y = 0!"

Mistystar stared at Sasha in shock. "Wha..?"

"= y = C1 e-x + C2 ex + C3 e2x + C4 e3x."

Everyone slowly turned towards Mosskit.

Mistystar's jaw dropped. "H-h-how did you know that?" she stuttered.

Mosskit blinked innocently. "I'm dead, sis. I have all the knowledge in the universe. I just choose to behave like a kit because it's more fun."

Yellowfang stared. Mosskit smiled. Mistystar curled into a ball and began sobbing silently. "What is life?" she muttered.

Hawkfrost ran out with a yellow wet floor sign. However, instead of saying 'Caution Wet Floor,' it said 'Caution Existential Crisis.' He thought about moving her, but decided he was too lazy and went backstage to watch Minecat videos on his MeowPhone.

Snowfur stared at Mistystar, as if expecting her to move, but when she didn't get up, Snowfur continued. "Next we have Leafpool, Nightcloud, and Feathertail, who will debate over who is the true love of Crowfeather."

Crowfeather facepawed.

The three she-cats took three random podiums that appeared out of nowhere.

"I am his true love!" Feathertail said immediately.

Nightcloud scoffed. "No way, I am."

Breezepelt pressed 'X' button. "You lie, Mother!" he screeched. "You hate him! Down with the Dad!"

Crowfeather shrunk down in his seat.

"Good point," Nightcloud meowed. "You can have him, losers!" She strutted offstage. Her podium poofed into a cloud of cotton candy. Sunset began to eat it.

Leafpool glared at Feathertail. "He would have run away with me if it hadn't been for the badgers!"

"He would have stayed withme forever if I hadn't died!"

"Well, in this universe, the dead and alive live together, but he stayed with me!"

"Keep telling yourself that, Leaf. He obviously loves me more."

"Well, I have his kits. Do you have his kits?"

"The dead can't reproduce!"

"LADIES!" Crowfeather screeched. "I don't love either of you!"

Everyone gasped.

"I'm in love with Onestar!"

Onestar jumped up. "I love you too, Crowey!" he called happily. "Let's get married!"

"Okay!" Crowfeather cheered. He and Onestar ran happily to the exit.

Leafpool and Feathertail exchanged shocked glances.

"He was... gay?" Feathertail stuttered.

Mosskit pressed her 'like' button. "Gay rights! Gay rights!"

Yellowfang thought, then shrugged and pressed 'like'. "That was very entertaining," she explained.

Snowfur looked around. The two she-cats walked away, and their podiums became more cotton candy.

"I'm in heaven," Sunset mumbled.

Mothwing scribbled scores on her board.

Snowfur said, "lastly, we have Scourge rapping."

The tiny black cat with fangs in his collar came onstage. He had headphones on and shutter glasses. He pulled out a microphone.

"Talktoakittentalkwithmeyoulooklikeyoucouldreallygiveittoakittenfromthewayyoutalkandthewayyatrytowalkformethewayyoureallytrytoputitonacatthrewyahipslikeyaneverdidbeforeformethewayyoubreakyo'backandIbreakyo'neckandthewayyoutrytoputitonthefloorformecomeonohyeahtellmewheremykittensisatlemmeaddressy'allkittensonetimewhileIlockthatkownandIhit'chawitthatthatbombkity'allkittensgonealldaybethekitteninthedropy'allkittensknoweverytimeIcomethroughthismothermeowerwherewealwaystakiny'allkittenknowwhenwecomewebemakinitflopthewaywemakingithot'llmakeakittenwanttostopgetmoneythencashthatcheckformeallmykittensjustbustyo'techformeeverybodyfromeveryhoodbangyo'head'tilyoubreakyourmothermeowingheadforme!"

Scourge dropped the mike and strutted offstage. All three judges pressed like.

"Scourge has won!" Snowfur announced. "He will appear on our final Battle of the Champions." The audience cheered. "See you next time!"

She stepped over a quivering Mistystar and left. Mothwing contemplated how to get her whiteboard offstage without running Mistystar over or getting stuck in cotton candy. Ultimately, she decided to just wave at the audience until everyone left.

How was it? Just curious, what color did you imagine the unimaginable color to be, if that makes sense. I pictured light brown :p