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Chapter 12
Fireheart: (Blows whistle) HEY! No snuggling allowed on ThunderClan territory.
Graystripe: But-Fi-re-heart,-I-am-not-snug-gling-with-this-Riv-er-Clan-cat.
Fireheart: Don’t lie to me. Not with her grooming you there!
Silverstream: (Grooming Graystripe)
Fireheart: Graystripe, let’s get going.
Graystripe: Good-bye-cat-who-I-do-not-know.
Silverstream: Good-bye, my wittle gway lovey-dovey!
Fireheart: Graystripe, you have to stop seeing her.
Graystripe: I-can-not-stop-see-ing-her.-She-un-der-stands-me.
Fireheart: And stop talking like that.
Graystripe: I-am-a-fraid-I-can-not.
Fireheart: *SIGH*
*BACK AT CAMP*
Whitestorm: Yo, Gray-dawg and Lil’ dawgie. Gray-dawg is wack. He should be restin’.
Graystripe: I-am-so-sor-ry-White-storm.
Whitestorm: Dang, his cold is friki-friki-worse, yo.
Fireheart: That’s right. He’s going to his den now. (Walks away with Graystripe)
Willowpelt: Uh, hi, how are you doin’?
Whitestorm: I-
Willowpelt: And if you say “friki-friki-fresh” I’m gonna hurt you.
*NEAR RIVERCLAN BORDER*
Fireheart: I hope no one catches me here-
RiverClan warrior: RABIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!
Fireheart: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Silverstream: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Fireheart: Phew.
Silverstream: Let ME catch it.
Fireheart: Drat.
Silverstream: (Get's closer . . . and closer . . .)
Fireheart: (Curled up in a ball, sucking his thumb)
Silverstream: It’s all right, chicken, I’m not going to eat you.
Fireheart: I’m no chicken . . . I’m a rabbit!
Silverstream: Yeah.
Fireheart: Stop seeing Graystripe.
Silverstream: . . . okay! (Begins to skip away)
Fireheart: Psst, Silverstream read what’s on the script.
Silverstream: (Reads script) No, I will never stop seeing Graystripe and besides, I’m RiverClan’s princess.
Fireheart: Fine. (Both walk away)
*BACK AT CAMP*
Cinderpaw: It’s raining, it’s pouring,
Yellowfang’s playing her violin.
She hit her head, went to bed,
And couldn’t play until morning.
Yellowfang: (Playing a sad song on her violin)
Fireheart: What’s with the sad vibes?
Yellowfang: A kit has Whitecough and won’t take his medicine. Will you get him to take his medicine?
Fireheart: (Turns to the kit) EAT YOUR MEDICINE OR I WILL HURT YOU! I’LL THROUGH YOU OFF A CLIFF, THROW YOU ON THE THUNDERPATH, OR EVEN FEED YOU LIMA BEANS!!!
Kit: (Stuffs face with medicine)
Yellowfang: Just don’t overdose, sweetie!
Kit’s mother: (Slaps Fireheart)
Fireheart: She must’ve heard my violent threat.
Yellowfang: Oh, yeah, and Bluestar has whitecough too.
Fireheart: WHAT? She only has two lives left or something, and she’s the only one of us that actually makes sense!
Yellowfang: Too bad. (Continues to play sad song)