Sandstorm: *emailing the Dark Forest*

I made it to the 2016 Olympic Games for gymnastics! IN YOUR FACE, SUCKAS!!!

*At the Dark Forest*

Mapleshade: WHAT?! That girl doesn't even know how to do a cartwheel!

Tigerstar: VHAT?! Zat little monster made eet to ze Oolympics? 'Ow eez zat even possible?

Brokenstar: ;-; What's with the accent, Tigerstar?

Tigerstar: Aren't oo dead already?

Brokenstar: *shrugs* Eh, I guess Nyght narrated me back to life

Tigerstar: O.o

Mapleshade: AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Tigerstar: She haz ze anger issues, ja.

Brokenstar: That's true.

Mapleshade: *explodes with jealousy*

Tigerstar: I dought ze Mapleshade wasn't fl. . . fla. . .  flamma. . . fla. . . How do oo say zat word again?

Brokenstar: -_- Flammable, stupid.

Tigerstar: VHY YOU CALL MOI STOOPID? OO DESERVE TO DIE!

Brokenstar: >:{ Excuse MOI, woman?

Tigerstar: OO CALL ME A VOMAN? OO DARE CALL MOI A VOMAN?!

Brokenstar: WANNA GO, GIRL?!

Cleo: Woah, woah, woah. Break it up, ladies! This is going off topic! Nyght, can you narrate them back to peace?

Nyght: *is eating popcorn* Huh?

Cleo: Narrate them back to peace, please.

Nyght: Aww. But this is so interesting!

Cleo: *gives Nyght the stink-eye* NYGHTTTTTTTT

Nyght: ALRIGHT ALRIGHT SORRY SORRY GOSH, WOMAN

Cleo: Did you just call me a woman? >:(

Nyght: Yes. . .

Cleo: How DARE you call me a woman

Brokenstar and Tigerstar: *sits down and eats popcorn*

Nyght: Um. . . I gotta go. . .

Cleo: >:(

Tigerstar: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

Nyght: *laughs nervously* I, um, have a dentist appointment to go to. . . *throws the narrating paper at Cleo* *runs away* HAVE FUN NARRATING

Cleo: OH NO YOU DON'T

We will return after the commercial break

*is hiding in her closet, munching fearfully on a bag of spicy Cheetos*

- Nyght