Author's Note: This story does not match the genres of Forgotten Tales. It is more of a Humor/Drama story.

Once, long ago, in a long forgotten Clan called Reallyreallyawesomesuperamazingrandompizzaishouldreallystopnowbuti'mstallingohforgetitClan, there were two kits named Clichékit and Normalkit. They had finally opened their eyes (sparkly rainbow with stars for pupils and green, respectively), and so their mother, Beautifulshiningcrystaleyes, had agreed to let them explore the camp.

Clichékit bounced out of the nursery, her sister normally walking like a normal cat right behind her. Spotting two other kits, Normalkit dashed over to play with them, leaving her poor sister behind to face the elements: a tiny, miniscule thorn that made a microscopic microtear in Clichékit's radiant neon pink fur. Naturally, she fell to the ground and wept until Picklepaw (yes, Picklepaw, not Pricklepaw) stuffed a giant pickle into her mouth and she instantly felt better.

"You have done us a great deed, Picklepaw!" Betterthanyoustar cried randomly. "From this day on, you will now be known as Pickledorito! StarClan honors your pickles and your randomness, so you are now a warrior. So there, Ishouldbeleadernotbetterthanyoustarpineapple!"

"Well, you are a piece of fried toast with butter on it!" taunted Ishouldbeleadernotbetterthanyoustarpineapple. Everything in the universe gasped. Ishouldbeleadernotbetterthanyoustarpineapple was exiled.

After gawking at the strange scene that had just unfolded, Normalkit turned to the other kits and asked them what their names were.

"I'm Starkit." meowed a rainbow glitter she-cat with zebra-striped eyes and a star - a real star, not a star shaped marking - on her head.

"I'm Deerkit." mewed a brown tom with the ears of a deer.

"But you can't be Starkit." Normalkit said.

"Why not?"

"Because if you became leader, you would become Starstar."

"How dare you insult my precious, beautiful, wonderful, dazzling, amazing, and splendiferous kit!" roared Prissysapphire. She took one claw and made a cut the size of an electron on Normalkit's ear. Normalkit didn't blink. Wait, why did I say that? It sounds so weird, like Normalkit is a snake or something. Rewrite: Normalkit didn't even wince. Just to be safe, Pickledorito shoved a pickle into her mouth. Normalkit ate the pickle.

Meanwhile, Breadandjamkit found a weird-looking remote in the janitor's closet of Epicface Academy. Why was he there? I have no idea. Stop looking at me like that! I'm only the author. Anyway, the remote had dozens of different buttons on it, each a different size or shape.

"I wonder what this one does." Breadandjamkit pondered, pressing a skull shaped button with blood flowing out of it.

"Enemy ambush enabled." said the remote, which suddenly could talk, walk, and wear lederhosen.

Back in the camp of that Clan with the really long name I don't want to say, WickedClan suddenly attacked! They shook cans of Diet Pepsi and threw them at Betterthanyoustar, so that they exploded in his face! Those meanies! Pickledorito threw bags of pickles and doritos at his enemies from WickedClan (but mainly his nemesis Cucumberpringle), and Starkit hurt her opponents' eyes with the star on her forehead, but Reallyreallyawesomesuperamazingrandompizzaishouldreallystopnowbuti'mstallingohforgetitClan was seriously outnumbered, and they were slowly but surely losing the battle. Even worse, the WickedClan cats had pulled out laser cannons and jet packs.

Clichékit hid in the nursery with Normalkit, and both of them screamed and panicked as random things exploded. Suddenly, in a big flash of light, a silver tom with brown eyes and stars in his fur appeared.

"Why are you so plain?" asked Clichékit.

"You're asking him that but you aren't asking him why he's here?" gasped Normalkit.

"I was cursed with this plainness by WickedClan! If you defeat them, the curse will go away!" shouted the silver cat, ignoring Normalkit.

"But how? I'm only a kitten!" mewled Clichékit.

"You must use your powers!"

"What powers?"

"Your awesome singing powers! Go out there and sing!"

So Clichékit leaped on the nearest WickedClan cat, Grotesquestar, and started to sing. All around her, glass shattered, babies started to cry, and all of WickedClan fled. That is, all of WickedClan fled except for a familiar exiled cat: Ishouldbeleadernotbetterthanyoustarpineapple!

"Traitor!" yowled Betterthanyoustar.

"Muahahaha! I am now the deputy of WickedClan! And I changed my name to Betterthanbetterthanyoustarpineapple! And I am immune to Clichékit's horrible singing!" laughed Betterthanbetterthanyoustarpineapple.

"You. Dare. Call. My. Singing. Horrible? Your singing is way worse!" yowled Clichékit. Then she used her mini laser gun (I have no idea where she got it from) to chase away Betterthanbetterthanyoustarpineapple.

"You have done an even greater deed than Pickledorito! I will make you and Normalkit apprentices because reasons!" yelled Betterthanyoustar. "Normalkit, you are now Normalpaw! Your mentor will be Prettyshinysparklyface! Clichékit, you are now Clichépaw! I will be your men-,"

"You can't be her mentor. You are her father!" cried Normalpaw.

"But I must!"

"Why?"

"Because reasons!"

"That makes no sense!"

"You make no sense!"

"Arrgh! I give up!"

And so, the newly made apprentices followed their mentors into the woods. Unfortunately, both of them failed to notice a certain rainbow glitter she-cat glowering at them. Actually, nobody noticed. They just walked past her like nothing was wrong. This made Starkit even angrier. Someday soon, she vowed, she would show her Clanmates just how perfect and special she was: much better than Clichékit.

Back in the janitor's closet, Breadandjamkit was chasing the remote around. He finally leaped onto it, pinning it down. He pressed another button. This one was shaped like a beluga whale.

"Spam enabled: khsdbckjsbjvdbksbdvbdvb,shciqyefogvb,dv zvjsgfugr24t9gwegkrkgswlkrhglrfsgbhsldvkuasgdyqwfqkagfldgosroguwrghrlgbrhsw-," said the remote, which was cut off as Breadandjamkit pressed another button, which was shaped like a b with an x through it.

"Bad spuling enabbed." hised the ruhmote.

Menwile, bak in da camp, da stary silver cat, who wuz named Sixty, was saying a profecy.

"Only the drama of the cliché can save you from the pineapple." mowed Sixdy.

"OMSC! I had dat prophecy too! Also, I forsaw dat I will be named Prophecyclaw and da Broncos will win deh Supperbowl!" cried Prophecypaw, deh apprentice medi cat.

"Wait, were'nt u supposed to becum not plane?" Normalpaw wondered, habing come bak frum a hutting patrol in witch Clichépa hadd cot 13,000 mice, 200 voles, 300 rabbits, and 18.75 squrrels. Normlpaw didn't catsh anyfing.

"Oh ya I fogot." meowd Sixty. He den turned into a brite yellow tom wif neon green stripes and tuna fish for eyes.

"Well, I guess I hav too make u a worrier. Yer name will now be Sixtyfive." Bedderdanustar said.

"But he's a StarClan cat! He has starz in his fur!" prottested Normmalllllllpaw at deh same time as Bredandjamkit pressed a music noat shaped buddon.

"Muuusic enablllllllleeeedddd!" sang the remote.

"But I ha-ay-ay-ay-ave to make him a wariyodelayheyodelaheyodelooer!" yodeled Betterthanyoustar.

"Whyyyyyyyyyyyy?" sang Normalpaw.

"Why oh why does there have to be a why? I only traded all my money for a cherry pie. And I wish all the haters like you could fly, so you could all fly away and leave me to my cherry pie." rapped Deerkit, who was automatically made an apprentice to Nameinprogress because his rap was so cool. While Normalpaw opened her mouth to retort, I, the author, stopped the music so that Normalpaw's words could be more dramatic.

"You know what? This is the last straw! I quit this story!" yowled Normalpaw. I dropped a ladder to her, and she climbed out of the story. Then, I pulled back the ladder.

"Wait! Take me with you!" cried Starkit.

"Why, world, why? Why does everything happen to me? To me!" wailed Clichépaw, crumpling to the ground. She opened her mouth, expecting a pickle, but instead, Cucumberpringle, who had been hiding in the bushes this whole time, stuffed a cucmber into her mouth. Clichépaw fainted from the shock, so Cucumberpringle dropped her down a deep, dark hole that had just appeared. A large pedestal with a colossal television rose up from the ground. On top of it was Betterthanbetterthanyoustarpineapple!

"Welcome to the live broadcasting of your hero's demise! Watch this and see just how heroic Clichépaw really is!" he laughed. "Oh, and by the way, I am now Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar, so I will be nine times as hard to kill!" Suddenly, Starkit flung herself at the evil cat, her star glowing blindingly bright, but Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar put on sunglasses and pushed her down the hole.

The evil leader then pointed his paw at the TV, which showed Starkit and Clichépaw screaming as they were lowered into a pit of lava. Suddenly, my ladder (which Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar had stolen from me) dropped down onto the platform that the young cats were standing on. At the same time, a rickety wooden bridge that looked like it was about to fall apart expanded from the side of the platform.

"You have a choice. You may climb up the ladder, which cannot break, and escape in complete safety. However, once you climb up the ladder, you will be gone from the story, which you will never be able to reenter. Or, you could escape by going across the bridge, which will take you to your Clanmates. However, if you do so, you run a high risk of death. Either way, in ten minutes I will send WickedClan to attack Reallyreallyawesomesuperamazingrandompizzaishouldreallystopnowbuti'mstallingohforgetitClan, and since they will lose the battle without perfect, special cats to defend them, you will have to choose between saving your Clanmates or saving yourself." meowed a holographic image of Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar that had appeared. A smug smile curled onto his lips as Starkit climbed up the ladder.

"Welcome to WickedClan!" Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar exclaimed as Starkit emerged on top of the TV. "You just passed the initiation ceremony! If you stay, you can be my deputy!"

Starkit's expression went from shocked to delighted.

"Thank you so much! Finally, someone who understands me!" Starkit cried.

"By the powers of all things evil, you are now Starface, and deputy of WickedCl-," Betterthanbetterthanyoustarstar was interrupted as Clichépaw, who had somehow managed to escape the lava unscathed, jumped up onto the pedestal with her supercat strength and bit him in the neck. He died.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" roared Starface. Turning into a dragon-headed lion with snakes that spat scorpions for a mane, she roared until an avalanche came down on Betterthanyoustar and killed him.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" roared Clichépaw. In a flash of stars, Betterthanyoustar's spirit appeared and gave Clichépaw a final gift: her warrior name, Clichédrama, and the ability to turn into a pink fluffy unicorn with a rainbow mane and rainbow crystal wings, which she did.

Starface charged, her snakes spitting scorpions at the speed of light, but she was too slow, and Clichédrama, dodging the scorpions like a boss, gored her with her pink marshmallow horn, killing her instantly, just as Breadandjamkit pressed a button on the remote shaped like a star. All over the world, fireworks started exploding in the sky. After Lovelymew, the deputy of Reallyreallyawesomesuperamazingrandompizzaishouldreallystopnowbuti'mstallingohforgetitClan, became Lovelystar and appointed Clichédrama as her deputy, she ordered 33,000,000 pizzas and 2,000,000,030,040 cakes and hosted the most awesome party ever. After all the hardships she had faced, Clichédrama had saved her Clan, and finally the world was at peace.

Clichédrama eventually became Clichéstar, and with her mate Deerpaw (later Deerear) she had five kits: Unicornkit, Crystalkit, Rainbowkit, Cheddarkit, and Fabulouskit. Secretly, she also had four kits with Prophecypaw (later Prophecynose): Splendiferouskit, Galaxykit, Nebulakit, and Magekit. The end.

Why are you looking at me like that? This story is over, people.

Why aren't you gone? Don't you have something more important to do?

Fine. Here's more story: Fabulousglimmer and Kitkat fell in love and had a kit named Pawkit, who later became Pawmango. Bitter because he had such an awful name, he ran away and joined RhymeClan, where the leader, Carstar, changed his name to Pawclaw. The end. For real.