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"OMG!" screamed Bramblestar. "There's a sleepover at the Tribe of Rushing Water! WE MUST GO! Get your sleeping bags, everyone!"

"Wait, don't leave without me!" a cat, who looked half like Cinderheart, and half like Lionblaze, burst into camp. She literally looked half like Cinderheart and half like Lionblaze. She was gray on one side and gold on the other.

"Who are you?" Bramblestar mewed.

"Cinderblaze!" the she-cat mewed. "The kit of Cinderheart and Lionblaze!"

"Oh." Bramblestar mewed.

"You didn't tell me we had another kit!" Lionblaze mewed at Cinderheart.

"I didn't know we had another kit!" Cinderheart mewed.

"Oh well." Bramblestar mewed. "Let's go!"

"But it'll take us forever to get there!" Squirrelflight whined. "Isn't there an easier way?"

"NO." Bramblestar mewed.

"Yes!" Hawkfire and Whitestreak appeared.

"Ooh. What?" asked Squirrelflight.

"Teleporting!" Hawkfire clapped her paws.

They poofed to the Tribe of Rushing Water.

"Ooh!" Brook mewed. "They're here!"

The Clans (SkyClan included), StarClan, the Dark Forest, and kittypets, loners, and rogues appeared at the Tribe.

"Hey!" mewed Squirrelflight, high-pawing Brook.

"Hi!" Brook mewed.

"Okay, so-" Stoneteller began, when the doorbell rang. "Ooh! Pizza's here!" he walked through the waterfall, snatched the pizza boxes from the pizza guy, not bothering to pay, and walked back in. "Now, before we were interrupted-" he was interrupted again.

"Ooh! All the food I ordered is here!" Hungryforeverything mewed. He walked out, took the food from the delivery guy, didn't pay, and walked back in.

"YAY!" yelled Bramblestar. "We can make a buffet!"

Hawkfire clapped her paws, and all of the food was made into a buffet. There was a drink section, an appetizer section, a main course section, a side section, and a dessert section.

"Let's eat!" yelled Whitestorm.

The Clans dove in.

When the eating had slowed, they began to play Truth, Dare, Kiss, Promise, and Torture.

"Okay, Squirrelflight," Brook mewed cheerily. "Truth, Dare, Kiss, or Promise?"

"Dare!" the energetic she-cat squealed.

"All right..." Brook paused to think. "I dare you to ask out every single tom in a row until one of them says yes, and then, kiss the first one that says yes!"

"Okay!" Squirrelflight mewed. "Will you go out with me?"

"No."

"Will you go out with me?"

"No."

This went on for awhile.

"Blackstar," Squirrelflight mewed tiredly. "Will you go out with me?"

Blackstar was on his phone, playing Angry Birds. He didn't seem to notice Squirrelflight. But finally, he did. "Yes?" he mewed.

"OOOOH!" the cats oohed.

"NO!" Squirrelflight whimpered. "Can I forfeit?"

"If you want torture!" Brook rubbed her paws together evilly.

"Fine!" Squirrelflight pouted. She kissed Blackstar.

"EW!" the queens shielded the kits' eyes.

Brook was laughing very hard.

Bramblestar growled. "How dare you!" he hissed.

"Yes, how dare you kiss my man?" DA REPLACEMENT RUSSETFUR screeched.

"It was my dare!" Squirrelflight mewed.

"Oh. Right."

"All right, Jayfeather. Truth, dare, kiss, or promise?"

"Truth." Jayfeather grumbled.

"Boo!" everyone growled. "That's boring!"

"I don't think so!" Squirrelflight purred. "Jayfeather, who do you like more? Willowshine, Cinderheart, Briarlight, or THE STICK."

"OOOOH!" everyone purred. "This IS exciting!"

"Pick me, Jayfeather!" Willowshine whispered.

Jayfeather was silent for a moment. "I pick... THE STICK." he then ran over to where the stick lay. Then he began licking it.

"Wacko!" Whitestreak muttered.

The cats rolled around laughing.

"Well, since Jayfeather seems to be incapable of playing at the moment," Firestar glanced at his grandson. "I shall take his place. Princess," he mewed at his sister. "Truth, Dare, Kiss, or Promise?"

"Promise." Princess mewed. "Promise that you will give up the rest of your tacos to ThunderClan."

"NO!" screamed Princess. "I FORFEIT, I FORFEIT!"

"Then as your torture, you must kiss every single Dark Forest tom in this room!" Firestar laughed.

"WHAA!" Princess screamed, but she went on with her task.

The queens shielded the kits eyes again.

"Blackstar, truth, dare, kiss, or promise?" asked Russetfur.

"Dare!" Blackstar mewed, rubbing his big paws together.

Everyone's eyes widened. "OOOH!"

"Then I dare you to tell me who you like more- DA REPLACEMENT RUSSETFUR or me!"

Blackstar's eyes widened, and he looked at DA REPLACEMENT RUSSETFUR and Russetfur. His eyes went back and forth from each she-cat.

"I forfeit." he mewed after an hour.

"Then torture. And since it seems like this is torturing you, you have to tell us."

"DA REPLACEMENT RUSSETFUR!" he blurted out the first name that came to his head.

Russetfur growled, and slapped him.

"Mistystar, Truth, Dare, Double Dare, Kiss, or Promise?" Blackstar asked. Mistystar purred.

"Kiss!"

"Then kiss Onestar."

"Okay!" they began kissing each other.

The queens gave up and shoved the kits into another room. They filled the room with toys, games, snacks, and a TV. So the kits watched Ted, That's My Boy, Chuckie, Nightmare on Elm Street, and all of those lovely rated "R" movies.

Silly queens.

The kits were then bouncing off the walls. They had drunk coffee, and Mountain Dew.

"SUGAR!" screamed Rainbowkit (the second one. Ferncloud had ANOTHER litter of kits. Would she ever give up?) She dove into a pile of sugar, along with another Sugarkit, and Donutkit, Crazykit, and Randomkit.

They were then joined by three more kits.

"Who are you?" asked Crazykit as he bounced off the walls.

"I'm Cloudkit, and these are my siblings, Sunnykit, and Blazekit!" the first kit, a white tom, mewed.

They were bombarded with questions by sugar-hyper kits.

"Are you a Clan cat?" asked Normalkit.

"Are you orphans?" asked Orphankit.

"Are you sexy and you know it?" Cinderxlion00kit asked, chugging down a giant Pixie Stick.

"Are we there yet?" asked Stupidkit.

"Yes, no, I think so, and we're already here." Sunnykit mewed.

"Who's your parents?"

"Hawkfire's our mom." Blazekit mewed.

"ALL HAIL THE PRINCES AND PRINCESS OF THE CLANS AND TRIBE!" the kits bowed.

"Ooh! Yay!" Blazekit mewed. "We're powerful! Anyways, my first royal decree is... LET THERE BE SUGAR!"

So the kits partied and made Hawkfire's three kits crowns out of the rarest candies and thrones from melted sugar, that was dyed, and royal clothes, spun out of sugar and dyed.

"WE ARE AMAZING!" screamed Sunnykit, as she partied in a crowd of toms.

"My second royal decree is..." Blazekit mewed. "LET THEM EAT CAKE!"

A giant cake fell on them.

"We should probably clean all this up." the kits surveyed their mess.

"Yeah."

They cleaned up everything, but not by throwing it in the trash, but by eating it all. Hungryforeverything helped them.

Duh.