Post by Raincloud on Jul 30, 2007 17:24:07 GMT -5
Thanks for the reviews :) The story continues.
Firepaw: RUN, NOFANG! RUN FOR YOUR DEAR LITTLE KITTY CAT LIFE! THUNDERCLAN’S OUT TO GET YOU!
Nofang: . . . What?
Firepaw: Aren’t you listening to ANY word I’m saying? ThunderClan thinks you’re killing all of the kits we have and they’re going to kill you or drive you out of the forest or something.
Nofang: . . . Huh?
Firepaw: Oh, gosh! Brokenstar told us you were a kit killer. ThunderClan are going to kill you!
Nofang: . . . Uh . . . say that again.
Firepaw: JUST RUN!
Nofang: OKAY! OKAY! (Runs into a tree)
Evil: There’s the kit killer! Get her!
Firepaw: (To self) I tried to warn her.
Bluestar: I didn’t say to hurt anyone!
Evil: (Flips on tape recorder of Bluestar talking) I will (Evil’s voice) kill (Bluestar’s voice) Nofang in any way.
Bluestar: (Flips on tape recorder of herself talking) I will not hurt Nofang in any way.
Evil: Oh, mouse dung.
Nofang: Oh, thank you Bluestar.
Frostfur: My kits! They’re alive! Hallelujah!
Bluestar: See? She’s done no harm to us.
Nofang: Did Brokenstar ever mention me playing the violin?
Evil: Yes.
Nofang: (Faints)
Spottedleaf: Oh, COME ON! I’ve recorded an 82.43% increase of cats passing out ever since Redtail died. (Drags Nofang into her den)
Lionheart: GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAAAAAT?!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw: What?
Lionheart: We all get to go to the moonstone with Bluestar!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw: Hoorah!
Lionheart: Of course, you’re going to need traveling herbs.
Graypaw: How are we EVER going to get traveling herbs when Spottedleaf’s having a temper tantrum?
Spottedleaf: NOFANG! WAKE UP, MOUSE-BRAIN!
Ravenpaw: I’ll go in and try. (Walks into Spottedleaf’s den)
Spottedleaf: GET OUT! (Slapping noise)
Ravenpaw: (Flies out of den) AAAAAAAAAAAAH! *CRASH* . . . ow.
Firepaw: Wait a second. Spottedleaf likes me better than the rest of you. (Walks into Spottedleaf’s den)
Spottedleaf: GET OUT . . . oh, hello, Firepaw! (Gives Firepaw herbs)
Graypaw: . . . wow.
Ravenpaw: You have a gift.
Firepaw: (Ray of sun glows on Firepaw even though it’s night and it’s very dark outside) you really think I do?
ThunderClan: (Stare in awe)
Graypaw: Yes. You do.
*DAWN*
Trumpet Guy: (Plays trumpet) duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, DUUH, duh.
Firepaw: (While trumpet is still playing) why must we wake up so early?
Graypaw: The moonstone is a long journey. We should start early so we can get there by bed time.
Firepaw: Wow.
Trumpet Guy: Duh, duh, DUUH, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH! Thank you! Thank you! I’m here till Thursday . . . or until I get paid.
Lionheart: Alright, Trumpet Guy. Will you accept checks?
Trumpet Guy: Nope, sorry, dude.
*ONE HOUR LATER*
Lionheart: Do you accept . . . crowfood tails?
Trumpet Guy: NO!! I’VE BEEN TELLING YOU FOR HALF AN HOUR THAT I ONLY GET PAID IN CASH!
Lionheart: I don’t have cash.
Trumpet Guy: Then jump off a cliff.
Lionheart: OKAY! (Jumps off cliff and dies)
Evil: Aw. I wanted to kill him myself!
Graypaw: LIONHEART! MY MENTOR! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Bluestar: Alright, everyone, let’s get going. Lionheart, you take care of the camp while we’re gone.
Lionheart: (From up in StarClan): . . .
Firepaw: But . . . he’s dead.
Bluestar: Don’t be joking around. We’re late.
Evil: I’ll come with you instead!
Bluestar: Okey-dokey!
Brokenstar: Grr . . .
Bluestar: . . . Sorry.
Random Twoleg: Hey, you could be at the moonstone in only a few minutes if you ride in our monster.
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: Okay!
Bluestar: I’m NOT going to ride with twolegs. Fine, then. I’ll be waiting for you at the moonstone . . . or you’ll be waiting for me in StarClan! (Runs off)
Twoleg: Come on, cats! We’re going to have a "Bop to the Top" sing along!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: HOORAH! (Buckle seatbelts)
Twoleg: (Turns on radio and engine and starts driving)
Firepaw: Mucho gusto.
Graypaw: Aye que fabulosa.
Ravenpaw: RRRRRR, aye, aye, AYE!
Evil: ARRRRIBA!
Twoleg: Quieres bailar?
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: Mirame.
Firepaw: I believe in dreaming and shooting for the stars.
Graypaw: Baby, to be #1 you’ve got to raise the bar.
Ravenpaw: Kicking and a scratching, grinding out my best.
Evil: Anything it takes to climb the ladder of success.
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil/Twoleg: Work our tails off everyday-
Twoleg: (Stops radio and engine and stops driving) well, here we are!
Evil: That wasn’t much of a sing along.
Graypaw: At least we got here pretty quick . . .
Ravenpaw: . . . and we proved Bluestar wrong.
Firepaw: Where IS Bluestar anyway?
*11 HOURS LATER (ABOUT 6:00 PM)*
Bluestar: . . . ?
Firepaw: (Wakes up because the cats were sleeping while waiting for Bluestar) *YAWN* Bluestar. You’re finally here.
Bluestar: How did you get here before me . . . oh . . . yeah . . . right.
Firepaw: . . . SOOOOOOOOOO . . . are we going into the highstones?
Bluestar: Yes, and I want you and Evil to come with me. Ravenpaw and Graypaw will guard the cave.
Evil: Will I become deputy?
Bluestar: No.
Evil: Drat.
Firepaw: MOONSTONE!
Chapter 10
Firepaw: RUN, NOFANG! RUN FOR YOUR DEAR LITTLE KITTY CAT LIFE! THUNDERCLAN’S OUT TO GET YOU!
Nofang: . . . What?
Firepaw: Aren’t you listening to ANY word I’m saying? ThunderClan thinks you’re killing all of the kits we have and they’re going to kill you or drive you out of the forest or something.
Nofang: . . . Huh?
Firepaw: Oh, gosh! Brokenstar told us you were a kit killer. ThunderClan are going to kill you!
Nofang: . . . Uh . . . say that again.
Firepaw: JUST RUN!
Nofang: OKAY! OKAY! (Runs into a tree)
Evil: There’s the kit killer! Get her!
Firepaw: (To self) I tried to warn her.
Bluestar: I didn’t say to hurt anyone!
Evil: (Flips on tape recorder of Bluestar talking) I will (Evil’s voice) kill (Bluestar’s voice) Nofang in any way.
Bluestar: (Flips on tape recorder of herself talking) I will not hurt Nofang in any way.
Evil: Oh, mouse dung.
Nofang: Oh, thank you Bluestar.
Frostfur: My kits! They’re alive! Hallelujah!
Bluestar: See? She’s done no harm to us.
Nofang: Did Brokenstar ever mention me playing the violin?
Evil: Yes.
Nofang: (Faints)
Spottedleaf: Oh, COME ON! I’ve recorded an 82.43% increase of cats passing out ever since Redtail died. (Drags Nofang into her den)
Lionheart: GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAAAAAT?!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw: What?
Lionheart: We all get to go to the moonstone with Bluestar!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw: Hoorah!
Lionheart: Of course, you’re going to need traveling herbs.
Graypaw: How are we EVER going to get traveling herbs when Spottedleaf’s having a temper tantrum?
Spottedleaf: NOFANG! WAKE UP, MOUSE-BRAIN!
Ravenpaw: I’ll go in and try. (Walks into Spottedleaf’s den)
Spottedleaf: GET OUT! (Slapping noise)
Ravenpaw: (Flies out of den) AAAAAAAAAAAAH! *CRASH* . . . ow.
Firepaw: Wait a second. Spottedleaf likes me better than the rest of you. (Walks into Spottedleaf’s den)
Spottedleaf: GET OUT . . . oh, hello, Firepaw! (Gives Firepaw herbs)
Graypaw: . . . wow.
Ravenpaw: You have a gift.
Firepaw: (Ray of sun glows on Firepaw even though it’s night and it’s very dark outside) you really think I do?
ThunderClan: (Stare in awe)
Graypaw: Yes. You do.
Chapter 11
*DAWN*
Trumpet Guy: (Plays trumpet) duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, duh. Duh, duh, DUUH, duh.
Firepaw: (While trumpet is still playing) why must we wake up so early?
Graypaw: The moonstone is a long journey. We should start early so we can get there by bed time.
Firepaw: Wow.
Trumpet Guy: Duh, duh, DUUH, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH! Thank you! Thank you! I’m here till Thursday . . . or until I get paid.
Lionheart: Alright, Trumpet Guy. Will you accept checks?
Trumpet Guy: Nope, sorry, dude.
*ONE HOUR LATER*
Lionheart: Do you accept . . . crowfood tails?
Trumpet Guy: NO!! I’VE BEEN TELLING YOU FOR HALF AN HOUR THAT I ONLY GET PAID IN CASH!
Lionheart: I don’t have cash.
Trumpet Guy: Then jump off a cliff.
Lionheart: OKAY! (Jumps off cliff and dies)
Evil: Aw. I wanted to kill him myself!
Graypaw: LIONHEART! MY MENTOR! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Bluestar: Alright, everyone, let’s get going. Lionheart, you take care of the camp while we’re gone.
Lionheart: (From up in StarClan): . . .
Firepaw: But . . . he’s dead.
Bluestar: Don’t be joking around. We’re late.
Evil: I’ll come with you instead!
Bluestar: Okey-dokey!
Brokenstar: Grr . . .
Bluestar: . . . Sorry.
Random Twoleg: Hey, you could be at the moonstone in only a few minutes if you ride in our monster.
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: Okay!
Bluestar: I’m NOT going to ride with twolegs. Fine, then. I’ll be waiting for you at the moonstone . . . or you’ll be waiting for me in StarClan! (Runs off)
Twoleg: Come on, cats! We’re going to have a "Bop to the Top" sing along!
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: HOORAH! (Buckle seatbelts)
Twoleg: (Turns on radio and engine and starts driving)
Firepaw: Mucho gusto.
Graypaw: Aye que fabulosa.
Ravenpaw: RRRRRR, aye, aye, AYE!
Evil: ARRRRIBA!
Twoleg: Quieres bailar?
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil: Mirame.
Firepaw: I believe in dreaming and shooting for the stars.
Graypaw: Baby, to be #1 you’ve got to raise the bar.
Ravenpaw: Kicking and a scratching, grinding out my best.
Evil: Anything it takes to climb the ladder of success.
Firepaw/Graypaw/Ravenpaw/Evil/Twoleg: Work our tails off everyday-
Twoleg: (Stops radio and engine and stops driving) well, here we are!
Evil: That wasn’t much of a sing along.
Graypaw: At least we got here pretty quick . . .
Ravenpaw: . . . and we proved Bluestar wrong.
Firepaw: Where IS Bluestar anyway?
*11 HOURS LATER (ABOUT 6:00 PM)*
Bluestar: . . . ?
Firepaw: (Wakes up because the cats were sleeping while waiting for Bluestar) *YAWN* Bluestar. You’re finally here.
Bluestar: How did you get here before me . . . oh . . . yeah . . . right.
Firepaw: . . . SOOOOOOOOOO . . . are we going into the highstones?
Bluestar: Yes, and I want you and Evil to come with me. Ravenpaw and Graypaw will guard the cave.
Evil: Will I become deputy?
Bluestar: No.
Evil: Drat.
Firepaw: MOONSTONE!