First: I must throw out Whispercloud's gifts for 4 reasons. 1) I am not accepting gifts right now, 2) I can't think of a reason Snowfur would use spray paint, or why it would be a prank if it wasn't her favorite color (also, she likes black and hates dark blue), 3) Sunset is already Mothwing's permanent apprentice, although she doesn't do much, and 4) I can't force a character to like an act they don't or it wouldn't be fair. I hope you understand.

Also, Millie's half of the rap battle was written by Drizzle (Drizzle The Rain Goddess)

Snowfur skipped onstage. "Hi!" she called.

"That might have ben the most unprofessional thing I have ever witnessed," Sunset called from offstage. Mothwing pushed her markerboard onstage to reveal Sunset trying to force her painting to act as a steering wheel.

"You are the most unprofessional thing I ever witnessed," Snowfur shot back.

"OH SNAP!" Mosskit called. Sunset looked mildly annoyed but didn't really care about Snowfur that much.

Breezepelt grumbled. "Can we not be complete idiots for the first five minutes of the show like we usually do."

"I actually agree with Breezepelt for once," Yellowfang said. Mosskit looked as if someone just told her Santa Claws had died.

"All right, all right," Snowfur said, rolling her eyes like usual. "The gifts are from Flower. She gave a lot. 'Breezepelt: a snake,'" She did not say that it was fake. "'Yellowfang: a free visit to Ferncloud's Kit-Sitting Service; for Hopekit, and Wishkit. Snowfur: 15,000 dollars in case she needs to go to First Star again. Mothwing: 5,000,000,000 glow-in-the-dark markers. Sunset: How To Be Awesome, by Lionblaze - includes an unlimited supply of money, CDs, and other awesome stuff. Hawkfrost: a free visit to StarClan and lifetime supply of cheese puffs and pizza. Sasha: Reverse Psychology: How To Get Your Kit To Do What You Want, by Daisy.'"

Sasha hid the book, as Sunset had stolen the one by Ferncloud and had eaten it.

Breezepelt warily prodded the snake, afraid that it was going to attack him.

Snowfur continued to read. "'Mosskit- a pet mouse with rainbow fur. Mothwing- a box of glow-in-the-dark markers that smells like fruits and Why StarClan Is Real, by Mothflight. Sunset- a bucket of magic paint to throw on Snowfur, and a cookie made of rainbows,'" Wait, WHAT? "'Yellowfang- a free ticket to Sorreltail's Kit Haven for Hopekit and Wishkit, and a free smoothie. Hawkfrost- a chainsaw just in case you meet Stargleam\or you have a mary-sue visit. Sasha- a unlimited supply of iced tea-you must be exhausted after all that drama!'"

Hawkfrost seemed happy that he was receiving so many weapons and built a fort out of them backstage.

"StarClan food isn't real!" Mothwing hollered, throwing the book. It went backstage and knocked down Hawkfrost's fort. He was angry and threw the chainsaw at her.

Breezepelt suddenly banged his fist on the table. "WHERE"S MY SECOND GIFT?" he asked angrily.

Snowfur scanned the letter. "They seem to have forgotten." This made Breezepelt mad, and he proceeded to press the 'X' button repeatedly.

"Get going!" Yellowfang hollered. "We don't have all day!"

Snowfur huffed. "Fine," she meowed. "First up is Silverstream and Millie having a rap battle."

The two gray cats walked onstage, glaring at each other. Millie picked up a microphone.

"Am I really taking to you right now Silver? My thoughts right now are, kill her! But wait! You're already dead. Must suck to have so many things unsaid! Hon, you can't have my mate when you're all covered in red!"

Silverstream growled venomously. "Wow, do you really think you can talk to me that way? Hey, why don't we see what Gray has to say? He left ThunderClan for me to raise our kits together. And what did he do for you, brave some stormy weather?"

"Excuse me? He's currently with me! I thought from all the time you send moping around in StarClan you'd see! What happened to, "Gray deserves happiness"? Well we would all be happy if you weren't such a mess!"

"Gray only chose you because I'm dead. Besides, there is more about you to be said. Aren't you the one who neglected your child? And caused her to help the Dark Forest go wild? If you weren't so ignorant, Blossom would be happy! However, as a parent, you are beyond crappy!"

"OH SNAP!" Mosskit said again, pressing 'like'. Yellowfang applauded and followed suit, but Breezepelt pressed 'X'.

"No one cares about your petty arguments, ladies!" he called.

"Ahem," Snowfur coughed. "Next up is Adderfang, snake charming."

Breezepelt suddenly jumped out of his seat. The rubber snake was lying across the room, where he threw it.

"I didn't know you were afraid of snakes," Mosskit said innocently. Yellowfang snickered.

"I-I-I'm n-not," Breezepelt said, trembling.

Adderfang walked out and placed a clay pot down. He then pulled out a clarinet and played an enchanting tune. Slowly, a snake rose out of the pot and swayed to the music.

Breezepelt couldn't help himself. He let out a high-pitched scream. The sound jerked the snake out of its trance, and it lunged at Adderfang. It's venomous teeth sunk into his fur, and Adderfang hollered. Mothwing dialed the hospital, and Hawkfrost placed an open history book over the wound and dragged Adderfang away. Sunset tore the snake's head off and attached it to her whiteboard-car.

Breezepelt, Yellowfang, and Snowfur stared in shock. Mosskit pressed 'like'.

Mothwing put one check under Adderfang's name.

"Well then," Snowfur said. "That was, um… Next!" She pulled out her notecard. "Runningwind will do an agility course."

With a flash, the thin cat zoomed onstage. He did two laps around the stage, then two more around the audience. He then vaulted over the seats in the audience, then jumped onto Sasha's balcony. He jumped between a few balconies reserved for the Clan founders before landing nimbly back onstage. The crowd applauded. All three judges pressed 'like'.

"Watch out, Breezepelt," Yellowfang said. "You are getting soft."

Breezepelt ignored her.

Snowfur took center stage. "That wraps up this episode!" she called. "Don't worry, the health department said we still have three more injuries to go until they shut us down, so we will most likely see Runningwing in the Battle of the Champions!"

There was an awkward silence.

"Bye!" Snowfur called, and the curtains closed.