{Scene changes, showing Mousefur's head Photo Shopped onto the screaming old woman with red hair from before. "Demons" plays in the background.}
Mousefur: (looking at a screen) I'm not sure I appreciate that.
Graystripe: I know, but it's so funny!
Fireheart: (clears throat) Technically, you're not allowed to see the…scenes…or make any comments on them. Is that called breaking the fourth wall?
Mousefur: (sighs angrily) Can we get to the part where you go away and I never see you again.
Fireheart: I've called in some help to help with our little predicament. I figured that if I get more cats to help me, we'll be out of her before Graystripe can steal everything in your house?
Mousefur: Fine, if it'll get you out of my house any fast…wait, who's stealing from me?
Fireheart: No one. (turns towards door) Sandstorm!
[Sandstorm come into house, holding a metal bucket and an oversized pink toothbrush]
Sandstorm: What the hell? (looking around the house) Whoa! Who the F did all this?! Oh, it smells like rotting meat in here! God, I think I'm gonna be sick! (Gags)
Mousefur: (rolls eyes) It does not smell that bad in here!
Graystipe: Holy crap, we're up to 70 KFC-
Mousefur: SILENCE!
Sandstorm: Fireheart, why did you call me here?
Fireheart: This house is overflowing with useless junk, such as Hot Pockets from the early 2000's, the old Disney Channel logo…how is that even possible?...and a large painting of a bald black man wearing a red turtle neck with a black leather jacket, with his head cocked to the side with a silver hoop earring in his right ear. Sandstorm—
Graystripe: I WANT IT!
[Fireheart stares at Graystripe in shock]
Graystripe: What? I'm going around the world to collect a picture of a bald man in every ethnicity. So far I have Japanese, Chinese and Hispanic.
Sandstorm: Graystripe, you're kind and funny but…you're an idiot.
Mousefur: HEY! ARE YOU GOING TO DO THIS OR WHAT?!
Fireheart: Oh, yes. Very well then.
{A montage shows Sandstorm cleaning the kitchen quickly, Graystripe putting on a bathing suit and diving into large piles of trash with a large sack in his hand, Fireheart scolding Graystripe, and Mousefur standing in the middle of the room with her arms folded with a look of disapproval on her face. The solo version of "Wild" by Jessie J plays in the background throughout.
The next scene shows Fireheart opening the windows, filling the dingy room with sunlight. Graystripe is humming along to the song that he shouldn't be able to hear since it's only for the audience's ears only. Sandstorm decides not to question this and resumes vacuuming the floor, revealing a beautiful hardwood floor. At this point, Mousefur is moving from room to room, trying to get as much junk out of them as possible.}
Fireheart: Wait a minute. Didn't most montages happen in the 80's? The song came out in probably the later 2000s (I'm not sure at the moment. I am too lazy to check). We need to pick another song—
Graystripe: (slings bag of garbage at Fireheart) Damn you, Fireheart! Can't I just have this one thing?!
Fireheart: ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!
{Montage resumes with "Wild" continuing to play in the background. Mousefur has gathered more friends to join in, re-painting the house, helping unload new furniture, testing for mold. Finally the montage ends with everyone standing in the front yard with their legs spread and their hands on their hips}
Fireheart: Well. We did it.
Sandstorm: (deadpan) I demand to go on a date later.
Fireheart: Yes, fluffy.
Graystripe: This has been quite an experience. I mean, I have the Bald Black Pedophile Man to add to my growing collection. The infamous Bald Black Man! What a steal! I mean, the colors complement the creepy smile of—
Fireheart; What the hell is wrong with you?
Sandstorm: Graystripe, that's not nice. He's not black. He's brown.
Graystripe: Not according to books, TV, media and the World. (takes picture and drags it towards the forest.
(The other cats go their separate ways, leaving Sandstorm, Fireheart and Mousefur)
How most shows end
Mousefur: (voice breaking)I…I really can't think any of you enough with all your hard work and kindness. I've been in a dark place for some time, ever since my husband left me.
Fireheart: What husband?
Mousefur: (shouting) THE HUSBAND THAT I'M SUPPOSED TO HAVE SINCE I'M A LONELY HOARDER, NOW SHUT UP!
Fireheart: Geez!
Mousefur: (voice breaking) The amount of kindness that you've shown be had been more than I could ever ask for. You've done something for me in a day that I haven't been able to do for myself in over 27 years—
Fireheart: You're not even—
Mousefur: (shouting) SHUT UP OR YOU WILL BE DAMNED FOR ALL OF ETERNITY!
Fireheart:…
Mousefur: (voice breaking) And I don't think that I'll ever be able to return the favor. No words can express how grateful I am. You've fixed a part of me that has been broken for all these years. Thank you. For everything.
{The three cats embrace in a long hug as the camera either fades to black or pans away. "Demons" plays in the background}
{A black card shows: Mousefur has been leading a healthy life since her house has been cleaned. She has found someone and has been dating for three months. Mousefur is no longer a hoarder}
Now, you know I'm not normal, so this is how THIS is going to end.
Mousefur: (voice breaking) You have truly helped my life by removing this unnecessary garbage, not only out of my house, but out of my life as well. From this day forward, I am a new person. Thank you. For everything.
{The three embrace in a tight hug. After a few moments, Fireheart and Sandstorm say their goodbyes and go back to ThunderClan.}
Mousefur: (waving) That's right. Go on back to your home.
{Once Fireheart and Sandstorm are gone, Mousefur walks over to a stump, flips it over to reveal a small metal door, opens it and hops inside. She is now inside of a large underground bunker that is filled with even more garbage than the house. There is food from the 2012 Olympics and food from the Y2K scare in 2000. Large fat pet mice are everywhere, nibbling on whatever they can get their small hands on. 489 KFC items, including napkins, buckets, cups, bags and boxes are scattered everywhere. In this bunker, there are 68 tunnels over five miles long.}
Mousefur: (laughing) And after a couple of weeks, my house shall once again be filled with garbage. Because no one will come check. They never do.
{camera pans away from Mousefur laughing evilly}
{A black card shows: Mousefur continues to hoarder. She has accumulated over 89,000 cubic tons of garbage. Graystripe has yet to complete his Bald Man collection and is now breaking into houses until he does. Fireheart and Sandstorm went on a date to Olive Garden, then left in anger because the waiter kept harassing them. The waiter is serving 9-15 in a federal prison; he was found out after Fireheart complained to the manager. The manager went into the break room to find the Waiter counterfeiting money. No one learned anything. Anyone who watches this show is either insane (which I am) or has no life. Goodbye good riddance.} ("Radioactive" by Imagine Dragons plays in the background)
Next time I'm making fun of the 80's or 90's!...which should be fun since I know nothing about either one of those time periods!