Author's Note: I know I said I wasn't going to update for a while, but…I just had to! And by the way, I'm a betareader now, so if you want me to betaread your story, just ask! Also, I'll be updating regularly again, and I have four new choices on my poll!

Brightflare licked her paw. Her rhythmic licks warmed her up inside. Up, down. Up, down. A good, simple thing to do. Something to distract her from her troubles. Up, down. Up, down. A single clump of dirt fell from her paw, then another. Up, down. Up, down. Her paw glistened in the morning sunlight, but it wasn't enough. It was never enough, wasn't it? Up, down. Up, down. The bristles of Brightflare's fur seemed to make a smooth bed for her waiting tongue, making her wish she could sit there forever, licking and lickin-

"CUT!" Amberstar yowled. "THIS IS TOO BORING!"

"And why is it too boring? Please state your claim in a proper five-paragraph essay with a focused claim and appropriate textual evidence." Jaywhisker mewed.

"This is bad because it's boring and Brightflare is falling in love with her own paw!" Amberstar hissed.

"NO, NO, NO! YOU JUST GOT AN F! YOU DIDN'T HAVE A GOOD THESIS, OR TEXTUAL EVIDENCE, OR ANY SUPPORT WHATSOEVER!" Jaywhisker shrieked.

"Hey guys, will you stop it? Our ratings are going down from four stars to -45676 stars." Sloefur groaned, stepping into the camp. With a final glare at Jaywhisker, Amberstar rooted around through his bag 'o stuff (trademarked by GOAWAY company) until he found a suspicious-looking white bag. He put his muzzle into the bag, and his cheeks bulged from the amount of food he was stuffing into his mouth.

"Catsh of all the Clansh, Milanos are delicious!" Amberstar cried. Every cat within a thirty - mile radius facepawed.

"OMSC I need to record this!" Dawnshade cried. "Darklight, have you finished using my smartphone?"

"Oh, I lent it to this adorable pink she-kit with these incredible rainbow spots and golden eyes! I think her name was Specialkit!" Darklight replied. Dawnshade's eyes widened. Grabbing the old, dusty landline next to her, she dialed 911.

"There's been a breach of security! A mary-sue broke in and is carrying my phone!" Dawnshade wailed. A black military helicopter appeared in the distance, landed for a moment, and then took off again, with Specialkit inside.

"NUUUUUUUUUUU! MY PHOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!" Dawnshade screamed, breaking several windows in the process.

Somewhere, a baby started to cry.

Meanwhile, the stock market was in shock.

"I purchased a hundred shares on that story, and now Mapleshade1018 ruined everything!" Firestar yowled. Studying the way the stock market rapidly decreased, Leafpool shook her head sadly.

"It looks like the Great Depression 2.0 is about to begin." She mewed sadly.

"My stocks…my money…" Greystripe moaned.

"Someone has to explain what is going on! I demand a character from Burning Bright to come here right now!" Sandstorm exclaimed. With a poof, Icestar appeared, looking calm and stately.

"I hereby charge you with violation of law number 736845767, which states 'Thou shall not break the fourth wall; the invisible force that keeps characters unaware that they are characters in a story. Violation of this legislation will result in termination, tribulation, or deportation.'" Icestar growled. Sandstorm motioned for Hollyleaf to speak.

"Your evidence is flimsy, and your case for persecution is even flimsier. Also, in law number 567857657887897687687, it is said that referring to a story that you know is a story does not violate law 736845767," Hollyleaf decreed.

"Well, Burning Bright is a FanFiction of the Warriors series, so law 567857657887897687687 does not apply. You broke the Warrior Code. Deal with it." Icestar snarled.

"FOR STARCLAN'S SAKE, I JUST WANT AN EXPLANATION!" Sandstorm sobbed. A goofy grin spread across Icestar's face.

"Well, it's obvious!" Icestar meowed.

"JUST TELL ME!"

"The thing is, today is April Fools' Day!"