~A/N: Soooo sorry for not updating for... a couple of days? A week or so? I don't know. Between my other story, (a.k.a. Warrior Games!), its hard to update. Oh, yeah. The cat Blazefire is me, ya!~

Flash grinned like a madman (er- madcat) and said, "Today we will have a hairstyling contest!"

Suddenly there was a poof of orange smoke. A flame-colored she-cat with a white underbelly and GOLD eyes walked out. "S'up, kitties!" said Blazefire. "Get outta here, Blaze!" said Flash.

Blazefire shot her with lightning and said, "Don't tell me what to do. I made you what you are."

"A physcopath that loves mass destruction and randomly makes new cats just suddenly appear and somehow share blood?" asked Sloefur.

"Yup," Blazefire said, "I've gotta go. The Simpsons is on!"

She then raced out of the stuido.

"Anyway! Myself, Gentleheart/Wildheart, and Sandtail are going to be the awesome judges. The hairstylistes will be Sloefur, Demonheart, and Viperstrike." said Flash happily and then sitting in a beanbag. "You have 5 hours to complete."

Sloefur raced backstage and saw the cats that she would hairstyle. There was Snowfur (I feel sorry for her death), Heathertail, and Feathertail. Sloefur chose Feathertail.

"Why do I feel scared with you with sharp objects behind my neck?" asked Feathertail.

"I'M MAKING THIS FANFIC LONGER! I'M MAKING THIS FANFIC LONGER! LONGER! LONGER!" screamed Bluestar, running past them dressed up like Batman.

Random.

MEANWHILE...

Brambleclaw was skipping around with catnip in his paws. He was singing really loud and out of key: "I COULD REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW, WISH RIGHT NOW, WISH RIGHT NOW! WE COULD PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY LIKE SHOOTING STARS!"

FADE MEANWHILE... (sorry, I had that song in my head)

Sloefur and Feathertail walked out first. She looked like Doctor Phil with his bald head. "Its... so... BRIGHT!" gasped Gentleheart.

They held up their signs: 4, 7, 8.

Next was Demonheart and Snowfur. Snowfur's fur was braided neatly down her back, in the front was polished and sparkly. "SPARKLES!" exclaimed Flash happily.

They held up their signs: 10, 5, 8

The next cat was Viperstrike and Heathertail. Heathertail had pickles braided into her fur; peanut butter slathered on her belly and jelly beans around her eyes. "Lady Gaga?" asked Sandtail.

They held up their signs: 1, 3, 1

"Meet us in the waiting room," meowed Flash.

THE WAITING ROOM!

"The Clans next... top... ugly... she-cat... is..." Flash paused for dramtic affect. "HEATHERTAIL!"

Heathertail was crying, "Lionblaze and Breezepelt will NEVER love me!"

"Maybe with your cash prize they will," Sloefur meowed and handed her some money.

"Gee, two dollars? You shouldn't have," grumbled Heathertail.

Hosts: Flash, Viperstrike, Sloefur, Sandtail, Gentleheart, Wildheart

Co-Hosts: Shadowpaw and Evilpaw