Just to note: I had to fix this to get the bolded things out to fix the "interactive story" problem. That is all I'm changing so the transitions are a bit rough. I was just starting to figure it all out sooo... It gets better! Trust me!

"Hello everyone and welcome back to Ask The Warriors!" The teenager called out with a grin. "Thank you for all the reviews and such!"

"Now that was perfect." A milky brown male with black hair muttered, looking kind of grumpy.

"Shut it." Snow snapped, glaring at him. "As you can see, human Breezepelt is here to answer some questions."

"That's my name." Breezepelt grumbled. "Don't wear it out."

"Anyway... The next questions are by Jayfeathers Friend..."

'Breezepelt.'

'Who do you hate more? Crowfeather or Jayfeather?'

"Both."

"That's not a answer." Snow frowned slightly.

"That is what you're getting."

She sighed before continuing.

'If you were stuck in Thunderclan for a day who'd you kill first?'

"Jayfeather. Then Lionblaze. Then Firestar. Then everyone else in the miserable excuse for a clan." The male had his arms folded.

'Do you want me to stop asking questions?'

"Starclan, yes!'

'(I know what he is gonna say)'

"Everyone does." Snow laughed.

Breezepelt threw his chair at her.

She dodged the chair, jumping some in surprise.

'Are you sure?'

"Yes."

'Really sure?'

"YES, I'M SURE!" He yelled.

'Too bad.'

He huffed, folding his arms.

'If the Dark forest won, which clan would you like to rule with a iron paw? '

"All of them!" Breezepelt chuckled, eyes gleaming.

Snow glanced at him wearily. "I like annoyed Breeze more then evil Breeze." She muttered before looking back down at her card.

'Last one, promise. Who do you like more? Ivypool or Heathertail?'

"Heathertail, of course!" Breezepelt kicked a stage light off the stage. "Why does everyone make me like that Thunderclan spy in these 'FanFictions' I hear about!"

Snow threw the card to the side. "Calm down, Breezepelt." She made him a new chair.

He sat down on it, looking displeased.

"I miss Ravenpaw." Snow muttered before looking down at the cards. "Your next questions are by Heatherstar of Windclan and Shadow of the Dark Forest."

'Hola Breezepelt! Hope you like being confined there without getting paid! hehehe!'

"For a Windclan cat and a leader, you sure show no respect for your best warrior!" The black-haired boy snapped.

'Anyways, here is my question, Breezepelt, Did you ever have any thoughts on Ivypool? Anything that you admire about her?'

"My thoughts on Ivypool?" Breezepelt looked slightly triggered.

"Yes, Breezepelt."

"She's a scared, weak she-cat who blames her "perfect sister" for everything."

Snow sighed. "Now, what do you admire about her?"

"Admire?" He scoffed. "Nothing."

The host, looking slightly annoyed, threw the card at Breezepelt. Before he could react, she went on to the next question by Shadow.

'sorry. I forgot to read the description. I just saw 'Ask The Warriors' and clicked on it.'

Snow smiled. "It's fine! I just wanted to clear it up. My username is back to normal now though I might change it... Go vote on my poll! Snowcrystal of Thunderclan is my username right now but that hasn't been voted for yet..." She laughed.

'ONTO THE QUESTIONS!'

"Agreed!"

'Breezepelt. WHEN WILL YOU DIE?'

Breezepelt rolled his eyes. "How should I know?"

'I am going to ask every cat this question. Do you like waffles or pancakes better?'

"Okay! I am done with this!" Breezepelt broke the chair again. He put in headphones and started listening to songs by Melanie Martinez, Fall Out Boy, Pan!c at the Disco and Imagine Dragons.

"Breezepelt..." Snow frowned, fixing his chair. She took away his music. "You can have this after we are done."

"Give it back!" He growled.

"No. Sit." She commanded.

"Fine.."

'Are you awesome?'

"Of course!" Breezepelt answered, cutting Snow off.

'Wait, I can answer that. NO.'

"You'll regret that-!"

'Meow. I'm a cat, not a human.'

"Idiot."

'DO YOU LIKE RANDOM?'

"Random? As in, Random Warrior That Likes Stuff?" Snow asked, blinking.

Breezepelt just muttered to himself how unfair Snow was by taking away his music.

'I need a dare. Um, how bout you tell your mother that you hate her.'

Breezepelt spotted his mother in the audience and opened his mouth.

'Yeah. Wait, that's a truth.'

"Sorry Breezepelt. The dare in invailed."

The male grumbled again, folding his arms. He kicked another stage light.

'Okay, I dare you to jump into the Moonpool.'

"No wa-"

Snow pushed him into the Moonpool that just appeared behind him.

'Yeah, bye, thanks.'

"I hate you." He climbed out of the pool, which disappeared.

'Sorry, you don't have to answer my questions.'

The male blinked before glaring at Snow. "You. Made. Me-" He lunged at her.

"Ah!' Snow ran away, trying to read the card.

'One more: AM I ANNOYING?'

"YES!" Breezepelt yelled, still chasing her.

'Bye, thanks.'

Snow threw the card at him as he chased her off stage. "ALSO! Silver-Rose Writes! I can't do yours because you asked something of Ravenpaw after I made the chapter! Sorry!"

Wolf snuck on. "Hey, everyone. No one has said anything else about wanting to have a new cat come on in so it is just going to be Clear Sky. The results are the same as last time, just not with Breezepelt."

"Wolf! This is my show!" Snow called from the sidelines, running back on stage.

"Gotta go!" The male ran off.

Snow plopped down on a couch that appeared out of no where. "Toms." She muttered. "Or males. Whatever."

I think the rest of the chapter got lost or something... hmm... the next guy is (was) Clear Sky.