Post by Airilae-Chan on Jan 27, 2008 11:22:09 GMT -5
Title: The Cat Factor
Chapters: I'm not positive, but somewhere beetween 5-10.
Author: Pineclaw
Pairing: None really
Rating: PG (Just to be safe)
Spoilers: None really
Summary: What do cats do when they have a argument? Have a singing contest of course!
Warning: None
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, any songs, any bands, ect.
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's note: This is really just a very strange singing contest. I don't really know why I wrote it. Oh well. Hopefully its still funny.
It was a nice day in Thunderclan camp. Well, I say nice, but what I really mean is no one had suffered any injuries yet. Sandstorm was organizing a hunting patrol, seeing as there was only one mouse left.
Brambleclaw stretched and padded out of the warriors den. He spotted the mouse and licked his jaws.
Leafpool dragged her heavy paws out of the medicine cats den. It was only sun-high, but she felt exhausted already. She was starving as well.. Leafpool noticed that there was one mouse on the fresh-kill pile.
Cloudtail arrived back at camp from the sun-high patrol. He was ravenous, since he hadn’t eaten anything since early in the morning. He saw a mouse on the fresh-kill pile.
Food, was the first thing each cat thought at exactly the same moment.
Brambleclaw began walking towards the mouse. He realised that Leafpool and Cloudtail were going there too.
Leafpool broke into a run.
Cloudtail bounded to the pile.
Brambleclaw leaped through the air.
All three cats stood above the mouse.
Cloudtail glared at the other two. They both glared back.
Brambleclaw decided to try and use his brain.
“ Instead of arguing, why don’t we have a competition to see who gets the mouse?” He suggested.
Leafpool raised one eyebrow. I’m not positive that cats have eyebrows, but lets just say they do.
“ What kind of a competition?” Leafpool questioned.
Brambleclaw didn’t exactly know what he was talking about. The first thing Brambleclaw thought of was twolegs and their competitions.
“ I’ve got it!” He announced.
“ The Cat Factor!”
Brambleclaw was greeted with blank and confused looks.
“ Explain.”
“ You know, like the twolegs show, The X Factor, except ours is The Cat Factor.” Brambleclaw explained. The night before he had stolen Tawnypelt’s laptop and watched The X Factor non-stop all night.
“ But…who would judge it?” Cloudtail asked.
“ Well, ah…um…oh-” Brambleclaw was cut short as three shadows fell from behind them.
“ Did you say-Drum roll please.”
A drum roll sounded from somewhere.
“Thank you. As I was saying, Did you say judge?” One of the cats mewed.
The sun suddenly came out from behind a cloud, revealing Mousefur, Longtail and Goldenflower.
“ No. We are not having three crazy elders judging our singing contest.” Brambleclaw grumbled.
“ Aww. But we haven’t had any fun since…well…since the last ‘The Cat Factor’!” Longtail protested.
“ Yeah,, you tell them Long- Look, you can stop the drum roll now!”
The drum roll stopped.
“ Thank you.” Mousefur meowed.
Leafpool wondered if everyone had noticed that Sandstorm and her hunting patrol had come back. She decided that the competition would be fun anyway.
“ We could make it a all-clan thing…” Leafpool thought out loud.
“ Yeah! That’s a good idea.” Longtail agreed.
“ Well…I still don’t know…” Brambleclaw pondered.
“ We’ll make posters!” Goldenflower announced.
Brambleclaw’s eyes widened.
“ Done.”
Apparently Brambleclaw likes posters.
*MEANWHILE, IN RIVERCLAN*
Hawkfrost was looking at a poster that had appeared on a tree over night.
“ Mothwing! What does ’Cet Fectar’ mean?” He yowled to Mothwing.
Mothwing padded over to the tree where the poster was.
“ It says Cat Factor Hawkfrost.” She told him.
Mothwing suddenly realised that cats from any clan could enter.
“ I am so entering!” She declared and bounded back to camp to prepare.
Hawkfrost looked at the poster again.
“ Hmmm…I feel a bad idea coming on…” He murmured.
I believe this ‘bad idea’ involves Brambleclaw and hamburgers.
*MEANWHILE, IN THUNDERCLAN CAMP*
It had been two days since the posters had been put up. Brambleclaw had got a very strange visit from his brother the day before:
“ Brambleclaw! Psst!” Hawkfrost whispered from under a bush.
“ What are you doing under a bush Hawkfrost?” Brambleclaw asked his brother.
Hawkfrost emerged from under the bush.
“ I saw the poster.” He told Brambleclaw.
“ That’s nice.”
“ Are you entering?”
“ Well…no. Are you?”
“ No.”
“…”
“…”
“ Wanna team up and enter?”
“ Sure.”
Hawkfrost smiled. His plan was working.
“ Sooo…Brambleclaw…what’s the prize?”
Brambleclaw leaned in closer.
“ I heard Longtail and Mousefur discussing it last night,” He whispered,
“ And they said that the prize was anything you wanted!”
“ What do you mean?”
“ Well, they ask you what you want, and you get it. Simple.”
Hawkfrost thought it was pretty stupid. But he didn’t say it out loud.
“ Oh. Well, I guess I’ll be going.”
“ Aren’t we going to practise or something?” Brambleclaw asked.
“ Umm…okay.”
“ What are we going to sing?” Brambleclaw questioned. No sooner had he said it a great idea came to his mind.
“ I have it! We will sing my favouritest song of all time! Don’t Stop The Music!” Brambleclaw announced.
“ Remind me what song that is again?”
“ You know, the one by Rihanna.”
“ Oh. That one.”
“ The auditions are tomorrow.”
“ I know.” Hawkfrost suddenly has a amazing idea.
“ We’ll practise when we get there. I have to do something.” He told Brambleclaw.
“ Okay. See you tomorrow!” Brambleclaw mewed cheerfully.
Hawkfrost bounded back to his camp, a great plan forming in his brain.
Please comment!
Chapters: I'm not positive, but somewhere beetween 5-10.
Author: Pineclaw
Pairing: None really
Rating: PG (Just to be safe)
Spoilers: None really
Summary: What do cats do when they have a argument? Have a singing contest of course!
Warning: None
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, any songs, any bands, ect.
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's note: This is really just a very strange singing contest. I don't really know why I wrote it. Oh well. Hopefully its still funny.
Chapter 1
It was a nice day in Thunderclan camp. Well, I say nice, but what I really mean is no one had suffered any injuries yet. Sandstorm was organizing a hunting patrol, seeing as there was only one mouse left.
Brambleclaw stretched and padded out of the warriors den. He spotted the mouse and licked his jaws.
Leafpool dragged her heavy paws out of the medicine cats den. It was only sun-high, but she felt exhausted already. She was starving as well.. Leafpool noticed that there was one mouse on the fresh-kill pile.
Cloudtail arrived back at camp from the sun-high patrol. He was ravenous, since he hadn’t eaten anything since early in the morning. He saw a mouse on the fresh-kill pile.
Food, was the first thing each cat thought at exactly the same moment.
Brambleclaw began walking towards the mouse. He realised that Leafpool and Cloudtail were going there too.
Leafpool broke into a run.
Cloudtail bounded to the pile.
Brambleclaw leaped through the air.
All three cats stood above the mouse.
Cloudtail glared at the other two. They both glared back.
Brambleclaw decided to try and use his brain.
“ Instead of arguing, why don’t we have a competition to see who gets the mouse?” He suggested.
Leafpool raised one eyebrow. I’m not positive that cats have eyebrows, but lets just say they do.
“ What kind of a competition?” Leafpool questioned.
Brambleclaw didn’t exactly know what he was talking about. The first thing Brambleclaw thought of was twolegs and their competitions.
“ I’ve got it!” He announced.
“ The Cat Factor!”
Brambleclaw was greeted with blank and confused looks.
“ Explain.”
“ You know, like the twolegs show, The X Factor, except ours is The Cat Factor.” Brambleclaw explained. The night before he had stolen Tawnypelt’s laptop and watched The X Factor non-stop all night.
“ But…who would judge it?” Cloudtail asked.
“ Well, ah…um…oh-” Brambleclaw was cut short as three shadows fell from behind them.
“ Did you say-Drum roll please.”
A drum roll sounded from somewhere.
“Thank you. As I was saying, Did you say judge?” One of the cats mewed.
The sun suddenly came out from behind a cloud, revealing Mousefur, Longtail and Goldenflower.
“ No. We are not having three crazy elders judging our singing contest.” Brambleclaw grumbled.
“ Aww. But we haven’t had any fun since…well…since the last ‘The Cat Factor’!” Longtail protested.
“ Yeah,, you tell them Long- Look, you can stop the drum roll now!”
The drum roll stopped.
“ Thank you.” Mousefur meowed.
Leafpool wondered if everyone had noticed that Sandstorm and her hunting patrol had come back. She decided that the competition would be fun anyway.
“ We could make it a all-clan thing…” Leafpool thought out loud.
“ Yeah! That’s a good idea.” Longtail agreed.
“ Well…I still don’t know…” Brambleclaw pondered.
“ We’ll make posters!” Goldenflower announced.
Brambleclaw’s eyes widened.
“ Done.”
Apparently Brambleclaw likes posters.
*MEANWHILE, IN RIVERCLAN*
Hawkfrost was looking at a poster that had appeared on a tree over night.
“ Mothwing! What does ’Cet Fectar’ mean?” He yowled to Mothwing.
Mothwing padded over to the tree where the poster was.
“ It says Cat Factor Hawkfrost.” She told him.
Mothwing suddenly realised that cats from any clan could enter.
“ I am so entering!” She declared and bounded back to camp to prepare.
Hawkfrost looked at the poster again.
“ Hmmm…I feel a bad idea coming on…” He murmured.
I believe this ‘bad idea’ involves Brambleclaw and hamburgers.
*MEANWHILE, IN THUNDERCLAN CAMP*
It had been two days since the posters had been put up. Brambleclaw had got a very strange visit from his brother the day before:
“ Brambleclaw! Psst!” Hawkfrost whispered from under a bush.
“ What are you doing under a bush Hawkfrost?” Brambleclaw asked his brother.
Hawkfrost emerged from under the bush.
“ I saw the poster.” He told Brambleclaw.
“ That’s nice.”
“ Are you entering?”
“ Well…no. Are you?”
“ No.”
“…”
“…”
“ Wanna team up and enter?”
“ Sure.”
Hawkfrost smiled. His plan was working.
“ Sooo…Brambleclaw…what’s the prize?”
Brambleclaw leaned in closer.
“ I heard Longtail and Mousefur discussing it last night,” He whispered,
“ And they said that the prize was anything you wanted!”
“ What do you mean?”
“ Well, they ask you what you want, and you get it. Simple.”
Hawkfrost thought it was pretty stupid. But he didn’t say it out loud.
“ Oh. Well, I guess I’ll be going.”
“ Aren’t we going to practise or something?” Brambleclaw asked.
“ Umm…okay.”
“ What are we going to sing?” Brambleclaw questioned. No sooner had he said it a great idea came to his mind.
“ I have it! We will sing my favouritest song of all time! Don’t Stop The Music!” Brambleclaw announced.
“ Remind me what song that is again?”
“ You know, the one by Rihanna.”
“ Oh. That one.”
“ The auditions are tomorrow.”
“ I know.” Hawkfrost suddenly has a amazing idea.
“ We’ll practise when we get there. I have to do something.” He told Brambleclaw.
“ Okay. See you tomorrow!” Brambleclaw mewed cheerfully.
Hawkfrost bounded back to his camp, a great plan forming in his brain.
Please comment!