Crowfeather In Meow Tower }{ Crowfeather goes ...

[Airilae-Chan]

Title: Crowfeather's Adventures In Meow Tower (The whole title wouldn't fit)
Chapters: I plan on it being long, over ten chapters.
Author: Pineclaw
Pairing: There will be loads, but here's a few to begin with: LeafXCrow BrambleXSquirell DaisyXCloud v.s BrightXCloud
Rating: PG13 (It went up!)
Spoilers: I don't think there will be any
Summary: Leafpool steals-um, borrows tickets for her and Crowfeather to go to Meow Tower, the most glamorous flashy hotel in the whole forest, for a whole moon. That just spells trouble...
Warning: There's gonna be some alcohol and gambling, but apart from that, nothing really.
Disclaimer: Pineclaw owns NOTHING, especially those brownies in the kitchen.
Beta: None
Cover: None

Author's Notes: Okay... This was originally going to be a story about Leafpool and Crowfeather moving into a house, but I liked the idea of a hotel better.

Prologue

A sleek black tom glanced over his shoulder, his sapphire blue eyes scanning the land. He sighed. He hoped that this better be worth it. Turning, he bounded into the forest, not looking back once.

(MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE BY THE WINDCLAN BORDER)

Leafpool jumped about, unable to contain her excitement. She was growing slightly impatient, where was her beloved Crowy? The bushes rustled, and as she turned, Leafpool’s amber gaze fell upon a black tom, who was drenched.

“ Croweee! What happened? Your all wet!” She squealed, rushing to Crowfeather’s side. He sniffed.

“ I fell into a stream. Why’d you call me here anyway?” He asked her.

Leafpool grinned, slightly insanely.

“ Look,” She mewed, padding over to a low hanging branch.

Crowfeather joined her nervously. Leafpool pulled out a suitcase.

“ Um…what’s that?”

“ A suitcase!”

“ Why?”

Leafpool grinned again, definitely insanely this time.

She reached into her invisible pocket and pulled out two tickets.

“ …What are they?”

Leafpool took a deep breath.

“ We’re going to Meow Towers!” She screeched enthusiastically.

“…Remind me what that is again?”

Leafpool rolled her amber eyes.

“ Only the most famous hotel in the entire forest! I stole-ah, borrowed, these tickets from daddy! But he was gonna give ‘em to me anyway, so…yeah!” Leafpool informed Crowfeather extremely quickly.

“ When are we going?” He asked carefully.

“ Tomorrow night! Isn’t this just the best thing ever! I know we’ll have such a brilliant time, and we’re staying for a whole moon! This is awesome! Brambleclaw, Squirellflight, Ashfur, Dustpelt, Ferncloud, Spider-”

“ Is this basically everyone from Thunderclan?”

“ No! Some Riverclan and Shadowclan are coming too! Only a selected few cats were given the tickets by Starclan themselves! This is just sooo great!” Leafpool squeaked.

Crowfeather frowned.

“ What about Windclan?”

“ Windclan? Only you’re coming from Windclan.”

“ Why?”

“ Because Tallstar and Bluestar had a argument.”

“ Who won?”

“ Tallstar.”

“ Oh. Then-”

“ Bluestar stole his manga’s, so he agreed to not let any of Windclan go if she gave them back.”

“ I see. How do you know all of this?”

“ Cause I’m clever.”

“ Right.”

Tell me what you think or the burgers will turn against you.

[Airilae-Chan]

Okay, no one's commented yet, but I won't be able to post anything until Saturday. So, I present you with chapter 1!

Departures And Arrivals

Crowfeather yawned and rolled over. Warm sunlight streamed onto his dark pelt, warming him. Today was the day. He stretched and walked a few steps then decided to go hunting. He padded to the exit when a kit flew past him. Crowfeather sighed and attempted to leave when Nightcloud suddenly grabbed his tail.

“ CROWEEE!!! I LOVES YOOOOOU!!!” She wailed.

“ I am sorry Nightcloud, but I do not love you.”

“ CROWEEE!!! I LOVES-” Nightcloud was cut off as Crowfeather freed his tail from her evil clutches.

“ CROWEEE…”

Crowfeather broke into a run, dashing out of camp and far away. He stopped, panting slightly. A light breeze lifted his black fur, Crowfeather could almost detect a voice on it:

“ Croweee…‘Tis I, the greaaat maaagical Feathery, know tooo moooost as
Feathertail. I must warn yooou-”

“ Stop talking like that.” Crowfeather commanded.

“ Fine. I have come to warn you about Meow Tower.”

“ Is it a prophecy?”

“ If you want it to be.”

“ Oh.”

“ Do you want it to be?”

“ Yes!”

“ Okay.

Two medicine cats and two kits,
Will bring doom upon the Crow coloured cat,
Unless he can defeat the Hawk.

There. Happy now?”

“…”

“Well?”

“ Hooray!!! A Prophecy! That involves ME! YAYAYAYAYAY!!!” Crowfeather
yowled, running off somewhere.

Feathertail sighed from her poofy white fluffy chair. She gazed into the portal as Crowfeather raced in no particular direction.

“ Hm. I wonder if he even remembers the prophecy.” She muttered to herself, biting into a pancake.

Crowfeather collided into a tree. He immediately got back up again and continued his meaningless tour. Feathertail placed a starry silver paw ever her crystal blue eyes.

“ Probably not.” She murmured.

(MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE IN THE THUNDERCLAN CAMP)

Leafpool was busy colour coordinating her suitcase. She had pretty pink slippers for the evening, and white boots for the day. She had Caticured (As twolegs call it, manicured) her claws, they were now a dazzling shade of
fuchsia. Leafpool suddenly let out a cry of horror.

“ DADDEEE!!!” She screamed.

Firestar raced into the den, a hat falling off of his head.

“ What seems to be the problem, Leafy-kins?” He mewed, attempting to sound brave.

“ Its my ear bands! I can’t choose, yellow polka dots or blue stripes? it’s a tragedy!!!” Leafpool wailed, bursting into tears.

“ Don’t worry Leafy-kins, daddy will fix everything.” Firestar vowed.

He glanced at Leafpool to make sure she wasn’t looking, then his began the potato song:

One potato, two potato’s, three potato’s, four, five potato’s, six potato’s, seven potato’s, more! Ah, the blue stripes.” He whispered to himself, pointing at the blue stripy ear band.

Whipping out a box of tissues, Firestar bent down on one knee (Which is pretty hard for a cat to do) and presented Leafpool with the blue stripy ear band.

Leafpool sniffled and looked up. Her eyes brightened and she squealed loudly, tackling Firestar into a hug.

“ You’re the best daddy!” She mewed, tears of joy in her eyes.

“ I’m just your friendly neighborhood Fireman.”

With that, Firestar was gone.

Leafpool smiled and placed the ear band in the blue section of her suitcase.

(MEANWHILE, SOMETIME LATER)

Crowfeather was sitting in the middle of camp, in everyone’s way. He had a
black backpack on his back (That’s quite difficult to say) and he seemed to be in deep concentration.

“ Crow coloured-cat…I wonder who that is…” He murmured.

“ You, idiot.” A kit squeaked at his as it flew past Crowfeather’s face.

“ That’s me! I’m a genius!” He yowled leaping up.

“ Attention Windclan! I am leaving for my very expensive luxury trip to Meow Towers! Than you all, and remember to drink fruit punch.” He yowled, marching out of camp.

“ CROWEEE!!! YOU CAN’T LEAVE MEEE!!!” Crowfeather growled and darted out of camp, leaving his idiotic lover behind, who was still feebly crying his name.

(MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE AT THE AIRPORT)

Leafpool dragged her huge pink suitcase behind her, stopping at the gate. She glared at the clock.

“ Crowy should be here by-oh, there he is!” She squealed, waving.

Crowfeather noticed and padded over.

“ C’mon, lets go already!” Leafpool mewed, turning.

“ Don’t we have to wait fro them to open the gates like all the other cats?”

“ We’re flying in daddy private jet!”

“ Obviously.” Crowfeather muttered, following Leafpool.

“ Here it is!” She announced, pointing at the jet, which was made of pure gold, with silk carpets and seats.

Crowfeather gawked at the jet.

“ Lets get on!” Leafpool dragged Crowfeather by the tail and sat him down in one of the silk seats.

It was very soft and comfy, Crowfeather thought, sinking back into the velvet, plushy goodness-

“ We’re here!” Leafpool leaped from her chair and shoved Crowfeather out of the door.

“ Wha… we just left…” He muttered, standing up.

The sight in front of him made Crowfeather’s heart skip a beat.
Or two.

“ This is Meow Tower!” Leafpool squealed.

It was covered in diamonds, big, small, square, tamagotchi, any shape or size. The doors were revolving, made completely of gold. Windows were sapphire, the garden was beautiful, flowers blooming all over the place. There was a big sign, WELCOME TO MEOW TOWER, made of silver, with ruby for the letters. Leafpool was dragging Crowfeather inside, through the revolving gold doors, and into the lobby.

Crowfeather’s jaw dropped to the ground and shattered into a billion pieces.

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[dare.xx.awaken me...]

XD. Brilliant. Especially Leafpool going "Daddeeee! and Firestar going "Leafy-kins" XD

[Lostsoul]

Lol. Tamagotchi. XD

Very funny, keep going!

[Shadowstar]

Who's gunna fix poor Crowy's jaw? XD, It's great, Pineclaw

[Airilae-Chan]

Thanks everyone! Hm, I don't know who's gonna fix Crowy's jaw...I'm sure he can mange without for a little while^^ Now, on with Chapter 2!

Meet The Neighbors

Crowfeather stared at the interior of Meow Tower. It was even more extravagant than the outside. A massive golden chandelier sparkled from the crystal glass ceiling, the floor was completely made of glass and there was a huge fountain in the center of it all.

“ Come on Crowy! We have to check in!” Leafpool insisted, dragging Crowfeather to the receptionist’s desk.

“ Hello there! We’re booked under LeafyCrowy.” Leafpool informed the receptionist, a Shadowclan elder, know as Boulder.

Boulder tapped a few buttons on his computer, then picked up a key.

“ Your room 346785836259375, on the 8th floor.” He mewed, handing the keys to Leafpool.

“ Thank you!” Leafpool squealed.

A few cats accompanied them to the elevator, carrying their bags-well, Leafpool’s bag, which required five cats to carry it. Crowfeather’s only needed one.

Leafpool stepped into the lift, which was all made of mirrors, Crowfeather and the bag cats following. It was very difficult to get everyone into the lift, but they managed some how.

Crowfeather was closest to the buttons, so he pressed number…13?

“ I just want to see the view.” Crowfeather thought to himself.

Unfortunately, Leafpool didn’t think that.

“ Croweee! You know that I’m scared of heights! Press the 8th floor! NOW!!!” Leafpool wailed.

Crowfeather sighed and pressed the 8th floor button.

The lift zoomed up and stopped after about two seconds. Everyone clambered out. Leafpool scampered down a corridor.

“ Here’s our room! Right next to room 346785836259374!” Leafpool announced.

“ Hey! That’s our room! We’re next to you guys!” A voice that made Leafpool’s happy mood vanish meowed.

Standing behind them were two tabby toms, otherwise known as Hawkfrost and Brambleclaw.

Leafpool clasped a paw over her mouth to stop herself from screaming protests.

Crowfeather sighed.

“ Hi guys.” He greeted in a attempt-to-be-friendly voice.

Brambleclaw frowned.

“ How come you get cats to carry your bags?’ He asked.

Leafpool pushed her way in front of Brambleclaw.

“ Because daddy thought that his delicate little daughter wouldn’t be able to carry her oh-so heavy bag so he hired these wonderful cat cats to carry them for us!’ She explained very quickly.

“ Figures.”

“ Come on Brambleclaw.” Hawkfrost mewed, heaving his and Brambleclaw’s bags over to their door. Leafpool and Crowfeather followed to the door next to theirs.

Crowfeather jabbed the key into the lock. He twisted it, but it wouldn’t open. So, he tried again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

“ Crowy! You have to turn it to the left!” Leafpool insisted, batting Crowfeather’s paw away and turning the key herself. The door swung open. Leafpool and the cat cats (as Leafpool had called them) following with the bags. Crowfeather blinked. Muttering a ‘oh’ he joined them in the room.

The room was decorated rather like the outside and inside of Meow Tower. It had a few steps leading over to the balcony (Leafpool had begged her daddy to get the best view) and the dining table. Of course, the floor was made of glass and had pretty lights under the glass too. There was a huge flat screen TV on one wall, and a large golden sofa with a silver silk blanket over it. Crowfeather was happy that someone had fixed his jaw so it wouldn’t drop in amazement.

“ Thank you now! You can leave our bags over there!” Leafpool commanded, jumping on top of a dining chair and pointing to the corner.

The cat cats dragged the bags to the corner, deposited them, then left as soon as they could.

Leafpool jumped off the chair and padded over to Crowfeather.

“ What do we do now?” Crowfeather asked her.

Leafpool frowned.

“ Uh…” She faltered.

“ How about we go out-” Crowfeather began.

“ Crowy! We can’t go out! We have everything here-look!” Leafpool cried, snatching the guide to Meow Tower from a table. She flipped through the pages and stopped at ‘ENTERTAINMENT’.

“ Hm, well here it says… CASINO. On the ground floor.” Crowfeather’s eyes lit up with sudden interest, only for it to vanish as Leafpool continued.

“ SPA! C’mon Crowy, lets go there! We can go to the Jacuzzi, get massages, facials, Caticure our claws…” She continued.

The idea struck Crowfeather as horrible.

“ Um, maybe later. Lets go and see who else is staying near us, yeah?” Crowfeather suggested, desperately not wanting to go to the spa. Leafpool sighed and skipped to the door.

Crowfeather opened it cautiously, you never know what lunatic’s could be about. He stepped out into the corridor, glancing both ways. Crowfeather turned back to Leafpool.

“ I think everything fi-!” Crowfeather was suddenly sent flying by a heap of fluffy grey fur. He landed somewhere near the window, rubbing his head. Heaps of other fur, Cream, black and white, tortoiseshell and light brown, went hurtling past.

“ Look out for the Thuuuunderkits!” One of the heaps, Berrykit yowled.

“ Wait!” Crowfeather mewed, grabbing a hold of another kit, Poppykit.

“ What room are you in?”

“ 346785836259373.”

“ Ah. That’s next to Brambleclaw’s.” Crowfeather confirmed with himself.

Poppykit began to leave, when Crowfeather suddenly needed to ask something.

“ How did you get you ticket? You couldn’t have possibly paid for six tickets!”

“ That’s what Foxy Bingo can do for you. The advert is funny.”

“ Oh.” Crowfeather meowed.

Poppykit raced back down the corridor with the rest of the Thunderkits. Crowfeather grabbed Leafpool’s paw to make sure she didn’t get hit by any flying kits, which was very common in Windclan camp, and knocked on room number 346785836259374.

After a excited Hawkfrost squealing ‘We have visitor’s already!’ the door was opened by Brambleclaw.

“ How did you get your tickets?” Crowfeather asked immediately.

“ Hawkfrost! How did we get our tickets?” Brambleclaw yowled.

“ Uh…We…Well…”

“ Just tell them the truth!”

“ I won them in a game of poker, okay!” Hawkfrost wailed.

The door was suddenly slammed shut.

“ Rude.” Leafpool muttered as they moved to room number 346785836259371.

Crowfeather knocked on the door, and it was opened, to reveal a not so pretty sight.

Tell me what you think please!

[Shadowstar]

XD Funny, can't wait to see what the "sight" was. *jumps up and down screaming happily* I went to the LP concert, it was SO cool!

CONTINUE SOON! o-O

[Airilae-Chan]

Thanks Shadowstar! I bet the concert was cool^^ Anyway, here is Chapter 3!

The Dining Room Of Doom

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Crowfeather was sent into a bad coughing fit due to all the smoke drifting out of room 346785836259371. Wiping his eyes, Crowfeather managed to make out the blurry shape of a cat. Mousefur to be precise.

“ What?” She croaked, blowing smoke into his face.

“ How-” Crowfeather began coughing violently again.

Mousefur sighed and flicked her cigarette into a ashtray on a table.

“ How did you get your ticket?” Crowfeather rasped, holding his paws over his eyes.

Mousefur turned around.

“ Longtail! Goldenflower! How did we get our tickets?” She wheezed.

Longtail’s head poked up from behind the sofa.

“ Uh…” He coughed.

“ We got them from Tawny’s Stall!” Goldenflower replied, her voice cracking.

“ Oh. The one that Tawnypelt runs.” Crowfeather mewed. He silently added ’the one that Tawnypelt runs that sells dodgy painting’s and fake tickets.

Mousefur slammed the door.

“ Crowy! Lets go back to our room now! We have to prepare for dinner!” Leafpool whined.

“ Alright.” Crowfeather turned around and headed back to the room. He opened the door and shoved Leafpool’s inside, seeing as a bundle of black and white fur was flying dangerously fast towards them.

Leafpool scampered over to her massive suitcase and flung open the lid. She lifted up some pink slippers and sat down on the glass floor. Crowfeather padded over to his small backpack.

“ Crowy! Should I wear my pink ear band or purple?” Leafpool asked.

“ Orange.”

“ Croweee!”

“ Pink.”

“ Okay.”

Leafpool quickly slid the ear band onto her head. She put on her pink slippers and stood up, ready to go. Crowfeather, however, was not.

“ Crowy! Let’s go!” Leafpool hurried.

Crowfeather had just enough time to put some hand-me-down black boots on before Leafpool hauled him out the door.

“ Okay, where’s the dining room?” Crowfeather asked.

“ Floor 1!” Leafpool declared, marching to the elevator. Brambleclaw and Hawkfrost were there too. The elevator doors opened to reveal the Thunderkits.

“ Gangwaaay!” Cinderkit squealed as they raced down the corridor.

Crowfeather sighed and stepped into the mirror-y room and pushed the 1st floor button. The doors snapped shut and opened almost instantly.

“ CROWEEE! I LOVES YOU!” Screamed a voice that made Crowfeather want to throw something hard at the owner.

“ Run Leafpool!” He yowled.

Leafpool, Brambleclaw and Hawkfrost dashed down the hall, not glancing back once. Crowfeather whipped out his mobile phone and dialed security.

“ MAYDAY MAYDAY! We have a insane lovesick she-cat on floor 1 Meow Tower! No, she’s not a fangirl. No, she’s not a fanboy! Just get her away!” Crowfeather yowled, racing after the others.

“ CROWEEE! I LOVES-” Nightcloud was cut off as security grabbed her.

Crowfeather slammed open the dining room’s marble doors. Everyone stared at him.

“ Please, resume your mindless speaking while I join those odd cats over there.”

Everyone blinked, then carried on with their chatting and eating. Crowfeather sighed and pulled out a chair for himself.

“ Sooo…What do we do now?” Brambleclaw asked after a few minutes.

“ I don’t know hey look! There’s Squirellflight!” Leafpool noticed her sister entering.

Of course, she was entering like none of the others before her.

A hatch opened from the ceiling and a rope was dropped down. As all the cats looked on in silent amazement, A ginger she-cat dressed in a strange black outfit slid down the rope.

“ Hi-Ya!” She cried, whipping out a sword and holding it above her head. Every cat gasped with fear and one of the Thunderkits fainted.

Brambleclaw stood up. Squirellflight advanced on him, raising the sword higher. Brambleclaw held his paws up in the air.

“ GAAAAAA!” Squirellflight screeched smashing the sword into Brambleclaw’s head. Gasps were heard, someone else fainted and someone else screamed ‘Crikey!’.

“ Squirellflight, the sword is made of plastic.” Brambleclaw sighed, taking Squirellflight’s paw off his head.

She twitched, then clambered back up the rope, closing the hatch behind her.

Sighs of relief flooded the hall. Brambleclaw turned back around.

“ I’m gonna go get some drinks.” He mewed, padding off.

“ I’m gonna go get some snacks!” Leafpool squealed, bounding off.

Crowfeather looked to Hawkfrost who was grinning.

“ So, Crowfeather…what’s your opinion on casinos?” He asked coolly.

Crowfeather glanced left then right.

“ I love them.” He replied, lowering his voice.

Hawkfrost’s grin became wider.

“ Have you been to the casino here yet?”

“ No.”

“ Would you like to come with me tonight?”

“ …Is this leading somewhere strange?”

“ What? Oh! No, no, heh… I was just offering to show you the casino…”

“ When?”

“ Moon-high.”

“ Why moon-high? Isn’t it shut then?”

“ Just come to room 346785836259374 tonight, okay?”

“…”

“ OKAY?”

“ Yeah, okay…”

Hawkfrost smiled triumphantly.

“ Good.”

By this time Leafpool and Brambleclaw were back with the food and drinks.

“ I got some fried mice!” Leafpool squealed.

“ I got some Vole-A-Cola.”

Crowfeather opened the can of Vole-A-Cola and held it to his lips.

“ Hurry up Crowy! I need my beauty sleep!” Leafpool complained.

“ Okay! We’ll take the mice with us…bye guys.” Crowfeather meowed, picking up the mice.

“ Bye!” Brambleclaw waved.

“ Don’t forget. Moon-high.” Hawkfrost hissed quietly in Crowfeather’s ear.

The pair made their way up to floor eight and set the mice on the table. Leafpool immediately leaped into bed, but Crowfeather decided to wait for her to fall asleep first…

COMMENT!

[Lostsoul]

Lol. Squirrelflight thinks she's a ninja... XD

Heh. casinos...

Can't wait for more!

[Shadowstar]

Lol CONTINUE IT! And yeah, the concert was great, but my throat and arms still hurt from screaming (the songs) and fist pumping and ugh...

[Airilae-Chan]

Thanks guys^^ Now for chapter 4! This chapter involves cards! The fun ;D

Play Your Cards Right

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It was very dark outside the window. Crowfeather had eaten and drank everything from the dining hall, and was now impatiently waiting for it to be moon-high.

“ Two more minutes…” He muttered to himself.

Leafpool rolled over in the bed. She seemed to be dreaming.

“ Take that, Nightfreak!” She yowled, slashing the air, attacking a imaginary Nightcloud.

Crowfeather sighed and looked back at the clock. It read 12:00. It was time to go.

“ This better be worth it…” Crowfeather muttered as he reached for a hat.

Pulling it over his ears, he opened the door and stepped out into the corridor.

Crowfeather cautiously made his way to room 346785836259374 and tapped on the door. It was opened immediately.

Hawkfrost was grinning like the evil villain he was and wearing a strange looking hat. Almost everyone seemed to wear hats nowadays.

“ I’ve been expecting you…Come, lets go.” Hawkfrost mewed, padding to the elevator, Crowfeather behind him.

“ Isn’t everything closed now?” Crowfeather asked.

“ Yes, but don’t worry…” Hawkfrost replied stepping in to the mirror-y elevator.

The doors shut and opened. Both the tom’s walked out.

“ Where is it?” Crowfeather questioned. He was slightly suspicious of this whole thing.

Hawkfrost nodded down and corridor and padded down it, Crowfeather following.

“ In here.” He mewed, pointing to a air vent.

Crowfeather frowned.

“ Why can’t we use the door?”

“ Its locked, its only a little ways, come on!” Hawkfrost shoved Crowfeather in to the air vent.

It was very stuffy, Crowfeather thought, as he crawled through the air vent.

“ Who does this? Seriously, have you been watching too much James Bond?” Crowfeather mewed.

“ Everyone crawls through a air vent once in their lives, if not more. We’re here.” Hawkfrost answered, stopping.

Crowfeather jumped down and landed on a roulette thingy. He rolled off it and landed on the floor. Hawkfrost was already halfway across the room. Crowfeather joined him.

“ I don’t really like this idea…”

“ Don’t worry!” Hawkfrost mewed, pulling at the side of the carpet.

“ What are you doing?” Crowfeather asked.

Hawkfrost didn’t answer, but instead lifted up the carpet to reveal a trap-door. Crowfeather stared at it as if it was evil. Hawkfrost lifted it up and jumped in. Crowfeather hesitated, then followed.

“ Blackstar? Are you here?” Hawkfrost called out.

The room was pitch black, Crowfeather waved a paw in front of his face and couldn’t see it. A light suddenly flickered on, illuminating a small round wooden table, three cats seated around it.

The first was a huge white tom with black paws, who Crowfeather recognized as Blackstar. Next to him was a golden spotted she-cat, Leopardstar of Riverclan. Next to her was a black tom, know as Spiderleg.

“ Hello Hawkfrost. I see you’ve bought a friend…” Spiderleg mewed, looking at Crowfeather.

Hawkfrost nodded. He sat down and tapped the chair next to him for Crowfeather, who seated himself nervously. Everyone was staring at him. He gulped.

“ So…uh…Why are we all here?” Crowfeather asked.

Everyone’s eyes widened as though someone had poured Vole-A-Cola over them.

“ To play some card games! Why else?” Leopardstar meowed, taking out a pack of cards and shuffling them.

The others eagerly waited for her to deal them.

“ What are we playing tonight?” Hawkfrost asked.

“ Black-Cat.” Leopardstar grinned.

Crowfeather had only played that once in his entire life, and he had lost very badly.

Each cat seemed to be putting something in the middle of the table. Blackstar placed a gold ring (Most probably from Tawny’s Stall), Leopardstar a diamond (Probably from the outside of Meow Tower), Spiderleg a wad of cash and Hawkfrost another wad of cash. They all looked at Crowfeather expectantly.

Crowfeather dug about in his invisible pocket, hoping there was something interesting. He pulled out one of Leafpool’s many necklace’s that had somehow fallen in to his pocket. Leafpool will never know, he thought putting it on the table.

“ Lets start.” Leopardstar mewed, giving Crowfeather and the others seven cards.

He looked at them. A red kit, two black senior warriors, a black rogue, two red new warriors and a black medicine cat. That’s good, Crowfeather thought to himself.

((A/N: Okay, I thought it might be a little difficult converting a pack of cards to cat language, so here is a little diagram thing))

(They don’t have suits, just red or black)

Red Kit--- Ace of Hearts/Diamonds
Black Kit--- Ace of Clubs/Spades

Red Young Apprentice---Two of Hearts/Diamonds
Black Young Apprentice---Two of Clubs/Spades

Red Apprentice---Three of Hearts/Diamonds
Black Apprentice---Three of Clubs/Spades

Red Senior Apprentice---Four of H/D
Black Senior Apprentice---Four of C/S

Red New Warrior---Five of H/D
Black New Warrior---Five of C/S

Red Warrior---Six of H/D
Black Warrior---Six of C/S

Red Senior Warrior---Seven of H/D
Black Senior Warrior---Seven of C/S

Red Queen---Eight of H/D
Black Queen---Eight of C/S

Red Rogue---Nine of H/D
Black Rogue---Nine of C/S

Red Elder---Ten of H/D
Black Elder---Ten of C/S

Red Medicine Cat--- Jack of H/D
Black Medicine Cat--- Jack of C/S

Red Deputy--- Queen of H/D
Black Deputy--- Queen of C/S

Red Leader--- King of H/D
Black Leader--- King of C/S

(( Back to the story: ))

Leopardstar started. She put down a black deputy. Spiderleg next. He put down a black queen.

“ Miss your go Hawkfrost, Crowfeather.” He mewed.

Crowfeather gulped. How was he meant to play this game again? Trembling under the intense gaze of the Casino Cats (As they were now going to be called), he put down his two black senior warriors.

That seemed to please everyone. Crowfeather sighed with relief as Blackstar put down a red young apprentice with two black one’s on top.

“ Pick up six Leopardstar.” He grinned.

With a snort of annoyance, Leopardstar added six cards to her hand. Spiderleg frowned and put down a red kit.

“ Change the colour to red.” He stated.

Crowfeather was slightly disturbed by the fact that no one was talking unless they were doing something. Hawkfrost threw a red leader down.

“ Change direction. Spiderleg.”

Spiderleg sniffed and picked up a card. Leopardstar glanced over her twelve cards. She placed a red apprentice and a black one on top down. Blackstar twitched and glanced at Crowfeather, who’s eyes grew wide with fear of what Blackstar was going to do.

“ Sorry Crowfeather,” He mewed, throwing a black medicine cat down.

“ Pick up five.”

Crowfeather panicked, then remembered that he had a black medicine cat too. Smiling, he put it down, much to Hawkfrost’s horror.

“ Pick up ten, Hawkfrost. Sorry.” Crowfeather told him.

“ No.” Hawkfrost meowed, calmly placing a red medicine cat down.

“ Oh.” Crowfeather muttered.

Spiderleg growled and picked up another card. Leopardstar put down a red new warrior and two black new warriors on top. Blackstar put down two black senior apprentice’s.

“ Last card.” He mewed smugly.

Hawkfrost’s go. He put down a black kit.

“ Red.” He mewed simply.

Spiderleg put down a red rogue. Leopardstar put down a red elder. Blackstar grinned triumphantly and threw down a black kit.

“ Chip. I win.” He meowed, without any sort of excitement.

The others all stood up and put their cards back in the pack (That rhymes!) and began climbing up the trap-door while Blackstar collected his winnings. Crowfeather was still confused about how it was possible to not talk for so long.

(MEANWHILE, A LITTLE LATER)

Crowfeather and Hawkfrost stepped into the elevator. Hawkfrost pressed floor eight.

“ That gold ring looked nice.” Hawkfrost commented.

“ Yeah.” Crowfeather agreed.

The two cats came out and went to their rooms. Hawkfrost paused for a second.

“ Are you coming next time?”

“ When?”

“ Next half-moon.”

“ …Maybe.”

“ Goodnight.” Hawkfrost mewed and disappeared into room 346785836259374.

Crowfeather still didn’t understand how many words had been used in the secret Casino room. He yawned and looked at the clock. It read 13:21. It had been a hour and a half.

“ I best get to sleep…” Crowfeather murmured, slipping into his bed and falling into a dream…a pretty strange one too…

PLEAAAASE comment if you read this!

[Shadowstar]

Lol, you're creative! Lol, it looked like they were playing UNO, seriously XD I liked it

[Silvermask ~]

I love the whole story! Very entertaining ^-^ I'd be disappointed if you stopped writing.

[Airilae-Chan]

Thanks guys^^

I'll try to write more soon, I'm kinda stuck for ideas...yeah, the way I play BlackCat(BlackJack as we twolegs call it) is kind of like uno XD

[Airilae-Chan]

Hooray! A chapter ^^ I was forcing myself to write, so sorry its kind of short.

When Daisy’s Out To Get You

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Sunlight cracked through the curtains, shining in Crowfeather’s eyes. He groaned and looked at the clock. 9:11 AM. Time to get up. Heaving himself away from the bed, Crowfeather fell onto the floor in a heap.

“ Crowy! Do you want to go to the dining room for breakfast?” A high-pitched squeal squealed.

Crowfeather struggled to his paws, only to be knocked down again as Leafpool crashed into him.

“ Dining room…let me get ready…” He rasped, crawling across the floor to the sink.

“ That’s better…” He mewed, splashing water over his face.

“ CROWY! Lets go!” Leafpool screeched, hauling Crowfeather out of the door.

A bundle of creamy fur whizzed past Crowfeather’s face as he and Leafpool proceeded down the corridor. A scream was head from room 346785836259374. Crowfeather ignored it and pressed the elevator button.

“ Crowy, what do you think will happen at the dining room today?” Leafpool asked.

Crowfeather couldn’t reply because his jaw had broken and smashed again. He was currently gawking at the fact that Leafpool had said something that actually made SENSE.

The doors opened and Leafpool walked out, but Crowfeather was glued to the floor.

“ Crowy come on! The doors will-” Leafpool was cut off as the doors snapped shut and went down.

“ …Close.” Crowfeather figured out how to speak and finished off Leafpool’s sentence.

He looked up at the floor numbers. 0...B1...B2...B3...The doors snapped back open. Cautiously, Crowfeather stepped out.

He had to hold onto his jaw to stop it from smashing.

In front of him was a sight. A sight so sightfull, that it would put the sightest sights to shameful sighness.

In front of Crowfeather was a door. But it wasn’t the door that made it into the sightness book of sight records. It was the sign on the door. The sign read ‘Daisy’s Laborratory’. The part that scared Crowfeather was the spelling mistake in Laboratory. The horror.

Cautiously, Crowfeather put his ear to the door. Extreme cackling could be heard from the other side. Opening it a crack, Crowfeather slipped inside.

He held onto his jaw with all his power.

In front of him was Daisy. But Daisy was not just being Daisy. Daisy was being Daisy, but she was being Daisy in such a Daisy way that even Crowfeather couldn’t understand.

Luckily, she hadn’t noticed him.

Daisy was wearing a lab coat and goggles, her fur sticking up all over the place. She was surrounded by acids, test tubes, papers and everything else you would find in a typical science lab. Daisy grinned evilly, and let out a insane cackle.

“NOW CLOUDEH WI LUV MA!!! AHAHAHAHA!” She screeched, glugging down a pink liquid.

She threw the test tube to the side, smashing it into smithereens. Crowfeather was terrified. All he wanted was a normal life. A normal mate. Some normal kits. A normal clan. But no, he was brutally shoved into this world of flying kittens, ninja she-cats and gambling casino cats. Why?

Daisy suddenly leapt to the table, scattering papers and other objects of scientology. Moaning, she collapsed and writhed around, clutching her tail.

“…MABE DAT WS A BD IDEA…” She coughed.

Daisy had still not noticed Crowfeather, who was currently making his way to the other side of the room where a door was, with a sign on it. Now, we know that Crowfeather is short sighted, so he couldn’t see the sign until he got there. It read ’Daisy’s Privasy, Keep Out!’ He glared at the spelling mistake, and considered going back the way he came, but Daisy had spotted him.

“JOO! WINDCLANA! COME OVA ERE!!!” She wailed, crawling across the floor, eyes gigantic, the size of…the moon?

Crowfeather had no choice. Flinging the door open, he stepped inside and locked it.

“ Phew…” He murmured. Then froze in mid-turn.

No. No. NO. NOOO. NOOOOOO. Was what was running through Crowfeather’s head.

In front of him was a room. Covered in pictures. But all these pictures were of a certain cat. Cloudtail, to be precise. But he was -AHEM, PG13!-

“ LEMME OUT! NOWWW!” Crowfeather squealed, unlocking the door, and bursting back out of the room and through the doors, leaving Daisy in her laboratory.

Jabbing the button repeatedly, the lift finally arrived and Crowfeather flung himself into in and feebly tapped floor 1. The doors opened and Crowfeather skidded out, only to be met with:

“ CROWEEE! I LOVES YOU!” A well-know black she-cat wailed.

Crowfeather had had enough. He turned around to Nightcloud and decided to say something:

“Go away.”

“CCCRRROOOWWWEEEEEE!” That was it.

“HIII-YA!” Crowfeather was glad that he went to those karate classes when he was an apprentice.

Whacking Nightcloud across the room, Crowfeather raced to the dining room, without stopping.

By the time he got there, he was feeling a little suicidal. First, he got stuck in a laboratory with daisy the madcat, get locked in her private room, get attack by Nightcloud, attack Nightcloud then be very late for breakfast.

“Croweee! Where have you been!?!” Leafpool yowled as soon as Crowfeather opened the door.

“Places.” He replied tiredly, sitting at a table with Brambleclaw, Hawkfrost and Leafpool.

“What do you want to eat Crowfeather?” Brambleclaw asked, standing up.

“Anything.” He muttered, lowering his head to the table.

“GANGWAAAY!” Cinderpaw squealed as the Thunderkits stormed into the dining hall.

Bundles of fur hurtled past them, and various shouts of ‘Make way for the Thunderkits!’ and ‘Righty-o!’ and ‘Jolly good!’.

Crowfeather stared at the table. He wished he was a table. You wouldn’t have to talk to anyone, do anything, move or think. You could just sit there and be as happy as a table can be. Unfortunately, Crowfeather wasn’t a table.

“ I’m going back to room 346785836259375...” He grumbled, exiting the dining hall and making the long journey back.