[A/N: Thank you, dear fans, for sticking with me throughout this fanfic. This is the last chapter, and I promise that it will make very little sense. Enjoy~!]

PART ELEVEN: INCONVENIENT CIRCLES

Toadstep collapsed against a red rock, exhausted. "I wanna go home," he groaned. "This thin atmosphere is wreaking havoc on my lungs."

"How do you even know what lungs are?" Blossomfall shot back. "We're cats."

Cinderheart shot her a withering look. "How are we on Mercury? How are we in spacesuits? How do we know about fishsticks and cheeseburgers? Why is Lionblaze so stupid? All have the same answer, my dear: I have no friggin' clue."

"Hey!"

"I say let's ditch this place," Foxleap put in.

His suggestion was followed by a series of "Amen!"s, and the ThunderClan cats boarded the FishCheesestickburger.

Half an hour later ...

Rosepetal leapt out of her seat as the spaceship broke through Earth's atmosphere. "Look! There's the lake!"

A ragged cheer rose from the cats as they neared their destination. The half hour had been fraught with tension between Cinderheart and Lionblaze, mainly the former. They would all be glad to return to their Clan.

"Please prepare for landing!" Ivypool called over the intercom.

"Do you really need to use the intercom?" Thornclaw asked. "We're right here."

Ivypool ignored him as Dovewing added, "Fasten your seatbelts!"

After inspection, Lionblaze called back, "What seatbelts?"

Dovewing was about to give him a snappy comeback when the FishCheesestickburger crashed into the lake. Instead, she said through a mouthful of water, "I hwope ywou hwad a gweat twip on dwa FwishChweesestwickbuwgew!"

"Fat chance of that," a dripping wet Thornclaw muttered as he swam toward shore.

Stretched out on the sand, Ivypool said casually, "Hey, Dovewing, guess what?"

"What?"

The fishstick shop owner mysteriously materialized next to Ivypool with a slice of cake in his paw. He smiled cheerily as he fed Dovewing's sister the cake. "We're going to be mates!"

For a moment, the gray she-cat stared at him. Blinking hard, she said in disbelief, "Mates? That doesn't make any sense at all!"

"Tsk, tsk, sister, you should have realized by now that this fanfiction doesn't make any sense at all," Ivypool said nonchalantly.

The fishstick tom looked at his fiancé. "How do you know that?"

"Just a simple breaking of the fourth wall does it, dear," she replied sweetly. "Now, Dovewing—"

But Dovewing had fainted dead away.

When the cats arrived at camp, Jayfeather was furious. "Where have you been? I thought you went to a slumber party! Firestar said you must have gone to Pluto or someplace!"

"Actually, we did," Icecloud yawned.

"What?" he said incredulously. "How?"

Ivypool flashed him a cheery smile. "And I'm getting married!"

Jayfeather closed his eyes, sighed, and walked away to tell Firestar.

On the warriors den that night, there was a sign:

Cinderheart's SECOND slumber party!

She-cats only!

Tonight at the ShadowClan border!

That night, the ThunderClan she-cats were sitting in a circle.

"So, what are we going to do now?" Rosepetal asked.

Cinderheart replied with a smile. "I hear that ShadowClan has delicious waffles, Cheez-Its, and hot toms ..."

THE END?