(A/N: So...by a show of paws, who's favorite character is Misery? *Tansy's ginger paw goes up* Yeah...almost all of your comments from the last update were about how much you like her. Good. She's cute.)

The Talent Show

Nightcloud sat at the kitchen table, reading the local school's newspaper. Seeing an exciting announcement on the last page, the queen tore off her sparkly pink reading glasses and ran into the living room. "Kits, Moor Elementary School is having a talent show!"

Her kits, who were sitting on the couch watching The Suite Life of Oak and Stormy on Catalodean, turned to face their mother.

"A talent show?" Shimmer squealed. "That sounds like so much fun!"

Lollipop nodded. "I want to be in the talent show! I can sing my favorite song!"

Tutu and Hashtag bounced off of the couch and started jumping up and down. "Can we be in the talent show? Please please please?"

Nightcloud nodded. "Of course you can! All six of you can be in the talent show!"

Misery padded out of her bedroom, peeking around the corner. "Even me?" she asked, want showing in her blue eyes.

"Yes!" the queen meowed. "All my kits have to be in the talent show!" She stopped suddenly, her green eyes widening. "I've got to get a video camera! I want this recorded!"

Nightcloud ran out of the room, leaving the kits to think about their acts for the show. Scourge padded into the room, clearly confused by the excitement. "What's going on?"

"Oh, Daddy, we're going to be in a talent show!" Sparkle gushed. "I have to decide what I'm going to do!"

Misery padded further into the living room. "I know what I'm going to do."

The small black tom shook his head. "No you don't. You aren't going to be in the talent show."

"Please, Daddy?" she squeaked. "I promise I'll be good!"

"No."

The gray kit's eyes watered as she heard her father's words. "I'll do extra chores for a whole moon," she mewed, her voice wavering.

Lollipop jumped onto Scourge's back. "Let her be in the show, Daddy!"

Tutu and Hashtag leaped onto their father as well, knocking him over. "Yeah! Let her join!"

"Fine!" Scourge growled, gently shoving his kits away. "I think you sprained my back…"

"Oh my gosh, Tansy's here!" Nightcloud squealed as the family strolled into the elementary school auditorium. The queen ran off toward the ginger she-cat, yowling, "Tansy! Tansy!"

Scourge sighed as he watched his mate run off. Glancing back at his kits, he motioned with his tail in the direction of his mate. "We'd better follow her."

Tansy was standing next to Ashfur near the front of the auditorium, close to the stage. Seeing Nightcloud, the couple smiled brightly. "Hi, Nightcloud!" Tansy mewed. "Your kits go to school here, too?"

"They sure do!" the black queen mewed. As Scourge and the kits approached, she grabbed the six little ones and shoved them toward Tansy. "Just look at them! Aren't they the most adorable kits ever?"

Ashfur nodded. "They are cute. Ours are pretty awesome too, though."

Nightcloud ignored the gray tom. "They've got awesome names, too! The ones that look just like me are Tutu and Hashtag, the black one with amber eyes is Lollipop, the tortoiseshells are Sparkle and Shimmer, and the gray one is Misery from Pain and Suffering!"

"Tutu and Hashtag?" Tansy questioned. "Why am I not surprised?"

"I'm guessing Scourge named the gray one?" Ashfur added.

The father nodded grimly. "She looks like my mother."

"So where are your kits?" Nightcloud asked her friends.

Tansy jerked her head toward the backstage door. "Star and Mallow are already in their outfits. They're helping their brothers and sisters get ready."

Scourge narrowed his eyes. "Brothers and sisters?"

His mate whacked him with her black tail. "How could you have forgotten Tansy had more kits?" Nightcloud hissed. "They had two toms- Sunkit and Cloudkit- and two she-cats- Berrykit and Goldenkit."

A light brown tabby she-cat and a dark gray tom padded into the auditorium. Seeing old friends, the tabby ran up to Nightcloud and Tansy. "Oh, you're both here! How awesome is that?"

"Hi, Leafpool," Tansy welcomed her friend. "Are you here with Lionblaze and Cinderheart?"

Crowfeather shoved is way into the group. "What do you think?" he grumbled. "Only one of our kits had kits, so now I've got granddaughters and Leafpool makes me go to every single one of their events."

Ashfur rolled his eyes. "You have such a bad attitude, buddy. Sorrelkit, Fernkit, and Hollykit are so sweet!"

The dark gray tom snorted. "Whatever. I'm just here to make Leafpool happy. Seriously, she's more of a helicopter parent than Nightcloud!"

"Hey!" the black she-cat cried. "I wasn't that bad!"

A dark brown tabby tom padded onto the stage, holding a microphone in his paw. "Hello, parents and grandparents, and welcome to Moor Elementary School! I'm principal Bramblestar, and I'd like to encourage you to find a seat quickly, and we'll start the talent show in five minutes! Kits and apprentices- please report backstage and check in if you haven't already."

Scourge glanced down at his many daughters. "I guess you better get going," he meowed.

"Yay!" Sparkle squealed. "I'm so excited!"

"I'm excited-er!" Hashtag meowed.

The adult cats watched in amusement as the kits ran back stage. Ashfur glanced at Scourge, smiling cheerfully. "You're a lucky tom. Those kits are wonderful."

The black tom rolled his eyes. "You have no idea."

"And for our next act," a dark ginger she-cat meowed into a microphone, "we have Star and Mallow performing the final scene from Titanic."

The two black she-cats padded onto the stage, Mallow wearing a white lacy dress and Star wearing raggedy overalls. Mallow laid down on a thin wooden door on the stage, while her sister laid down on some blue tarp that was supposed to represent the ocean.

"Don't let me go, Rose!" Star meowed, her voice shaking as if she were freezing.

"I'll never let go, Jack!" Mallow mewed, clinging to her sister's paws.

Star closed her eyes. "I'm so cold. I don't know how much longer I can last."

"Stay awake, Jack!" the sister cried. "Don't close your eyes!"

"I'm dying, Rose," Star whispered.

Mallow broke into loud sobs. "No, Jack! You can't die! Don't leave me!"

Star then rolled off the stage, showing the audience that Jack was dead. Mallow clung to the wooden door, wailing. "No! No! No! Jack, how could you leave me? I love you!"

The kit who'd rolled of stage stood up and climbed back onto the stage and stood next to her sister. "And scene!" they squeaked, leaving the audience roaring in applause.

The ginger announcer applauded wildly. "That was Star and Mallow, folks!" Squirrelflight remind the audience. "Weren't they wonderful?

"Not as wonderful as my kits!" Nightcloud yowled back.

Scourge slumped down in his seat. "Oh, please don't embarrass me!" he sighed.

Squirrelflight ignored the outburst. "Now we have Sunkit, Cloudkit, Berrykit, and Goldenkit singing a medley of their favorite songs. Let's welcome them to the stage!"

Four young kits padded out from behind the curtain. The two pale ginger kits- Sunkit and Goldenkit- padded to the front of the stage while the gray kits stood behind them so they could be background singers. They began to sing…

"Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb.

Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow!

Baa, baa black sheep, have you any wool?

Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!

Hey diddle diddle,

the cat and the fiddle,

the cow jumped over the moon!

The little dog laughed to see such sport,

and the dish ran away with the spoon!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are.

Up above the world so high,

like a diamond in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star how I wonder what you are!"

The audience erupted in thunderous applause for the four kits, who bowed. Ashfur even threw roses up at his children. It was clear that the kits were a crowd favorite.

"That was so cute!" Squirrelflight meowed. "But we've still got many acts to see! Next up we have Hollykit, Fernkit, and Sorrelkit, and they are going to recite a poem they wrote!"

Three kits padded onto the stage, each holding a piece of paper. The two gray kits grabbed microphones from Squirrelflight, while the ginger kit took her place on the center of stage. The three began to read their poem.

"Firestar was a grand old cat.

Once he was a kittypet,

And was very very fat!

Then he went and joined a Clan,

To beat Tigerstar became his plan.

He died when fighting the Dark Forest,

When his strength was at its poorest.

Firestar was our great-granddad,

And we don't think he's all that bad!"

Squirrelflight and Leafpool burst into wild applause at the end of the poem. The announcer grabbed her microphone. "Wasn't that the best poem you've ever heard? And written by my grand-nieces! Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!" The she-cat glanced at her program, and then heaved a sigh. "I'd like to announce our winning act now, but we still have more acts. Tutu, Hashtag, and Lollipop are going to sing a song now."

The three black kit ran onto the stage. "Are you ready?" Lollipop mewed loudly. "We're going to sing the best song ever!"

Hashtag threw Tutu a microphone, and the three began to sing.

"Baby, baby, baby, ohhh,

Baby, baby, baby, nooo-"

Squirrelflight ran up to the kits and grabbed their microphones. "No Justin Bieber songs!" she scolded.

"But we like that song!" Tutu argued.

"Sing something else or you are disqualified!"

Hashtag shook her head. "Whatever. If we can't sing 'Baby,' then we're done here." She turned and padded off stage, her sisters following closely behind.

The ginger announcer shrugged. "Fine by me. Up next we have Sparkle and Shimmer, who are reenacting a scene from 'Starkit's Prophecy'…oh joy."

The two tortoiseshell kits bounced onto center stage, ready to begin their act.

"Oh, no!" Sparkle cried. "My life is too hard! Too many toms love me! Firestar loves me! Graystripe loves me! Blackstar loves me! Ashfur loves me! Hawkfrost loves me! Tigerstar loves- "

"Ahhh!" Shimmer yowled, bowling her sister over. "Starkit, you're the most annoying character ever! Now you die for being annoying!" The kit then shoved her sister off of the stage, where Sparkle landed with a thud,

"I'm okay!" the kit announced, climbing back up.

The audience applauded enthusiastically, that being the best 'Starkit's Prophecy' act they'd ever seen.

Squirrelflight laughed as the kits padded backstage. "That was quite something, wasn't it? Now for our last act, we have…wait, what's this kit's name? Uh, we have Misery from Pain and Suffering, and she's going to sing a song."

The tiny gray kit padded onto the stage, taking a microphone from Squirrelflight. "Thank you," she meowed sweetly. "This is a song for my Daddy, because I love him very much!

I love you, you love me!

We're a happy family!

With a great big hug,

And a kiss from me to you,

Won't you say you love me too?"

"Encore! Sing it again! Beautiful! Wonderful! We love you, Misery!" the audience yowled, giving their loudest applause of the night.

The kit blinked bashfully. "Thank you. I love you, Daddy!"

Squirrelflight padded to the center of the stage. "And now it's time to announce the winners of the night! In third place we have the greatest performance of 'Starkit's Prophecy' that's ever been done. Congratulations, Sparkle and Shimmer!"

The kits bounded back onto the stage to receive their trophy.

"Oh, thank you!" Sparkle cried.

"We worked really hard on that!" Shimmer added.

The announcer nodded. "I could tell. That was amazing!" She glanced down at her program again. "I think we can all agree that this trio deserves second place for their amazing poem about my father. Congratulations to Hollykit, Fernkit, and Sorrelkit!"

The three kits raced back onto the stage. "Yay!" they cheered. "We love Firestar!"

"I do too!" Squirrelflight added. "But now it's time to announce first place. Can I get a drumroll please?"

Bramblestar hauled a drum onto the stage and began beating it madly.

"And the winner is…Misery from Pain and Suffering!" the announcer cheered.

The kit's eyes widened with shock. "Me?" she gasped.

"Yes!" Squirrelflight replied, handing the kit a huge trophy that was bigger than her. "You deserve it!

Misery clung to her trophy, looking as if she couldn't quite believe it. "I want to thank my Daddy for letting me sing in the talent show. He's the best daddy ever! I love you, Daddy!"

Scourge slouched even further down in his seat. "What have I done to that kit? She was supposed to hate me!"