Post by Airilae-Chan on Mar 24, 2008 18:19:57 GMT -5
Title: Warriors Meet The Underground
Chapters: Its a oneshot, a reaaally long one (10 pages on Microsoft Word)
Author: Pineclaw
Pairing: I don't think there are any.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: The warriors take a trip to the train station, only to get mixed up in different carriages. Can they get to where their going without killing anyone?
Warning: Hm, none.
Disclaimer: Pineclaw owns NOTHING!
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's note: This is sooo pointless, I was on the train and suddenly thought, hey, why don't I write a story where the Warrior Cats go on the tube? So, here's the story. When I said oneshot, I thought it would only be a short thing, under five pages. But no, somehow it extended to 10, almost 11.
The spellchecker wouldn't let me spellcheck the story, so there may be a few errors ^^
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Windclan territory)
The wind swept across the moorlands, rustling every bush and tree. Several dark shapes slipped out of the shadows, stalking silently towards Thunderclan territory. A small black tomcat lifted his head and scented the air.
“I can smell Thunderclan coming this way…” He growled over-dramatically.
“Do they have any food with them? I’m starving.” A black she-cat groaned, her eyes shimmering in the moonlight.
The black tom glared at her.
“Nightcloud! You ruined my dramatic effect! Now I’ll never be an dentist…” He snapped, tears forming in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, Crowfeather, but-”
Crowfeather began sobbing very loudly.
“Now we’re gonna be late.” Mewed Onestar, rolling his eyes as almost every she-cat ran to comfort Crowfeather.
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Thunderclan territory)
Brambleclaw was leading a large patrol of Thunderclan cats, consisting of Squirrelflight, Leafpool, a large group of kits known as ‘Thunderkits’ and some random warriors.
“Are we there yet?” Squirrelflight asked.
“No.” Brambleclaw replied dully.
A few seconds passed.
“ Are we there yet?”
“No.”
…
“Are we there-”
“No.”
…
…
…
Are we-”
“No!”
Squirrelflight sighed.
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Shadowclan territory)
Blackstar was hurriedly throwing some things into a small bag. Russetfur burst through the entrance, holding several cards in her paws.
“Blackstar! Hurry up ,we have to leave NOW!” She yowled, waving the cards around.
“Okay, I’m ready. What are those cards your holding?” Blackstar mewed as he and Russetfur dashed out of the den.
“Oyster cards.”
“What?”
“They make it cheaper to go where we’re going.”
“Ah.”
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Riverclan territory)
Hawkfrost was running.
Some cats following him.
“Hawkfrost, remind me where we’re going again?” One of them, Blackclaw, yowled.
“I don’t know.”
“…Then…How do we know where we’re going?”
“I don’t know.”
“O…kay…”
(Meanwhile, at a train station)
Brambleclaw was angry. The ticket machine was being very horrible too him. It kept asking him strange questions that anyone wouldn’t need to know if they were going where they were going. Like ‘How many ticket do you want’. Why would anyone need to know that?
Brambleclaw snorted and finally managed to get the tickets, pleasing the long-ish line of cats.
“Its about time!” Squirrelflight snapped, snatching a ticket away from Brambleclaw. The others lined up to snatch a ticket away from Brambleclaw, and someone painted a sign which read ’Snatch A Ticket From Brambleclaw, Its FREE!’.
Brambleclaw was not thrilled.
“Come on, lets go.” He muttered, marching down the stairs, only to be pushed by everyone else and sent tumbling to the bottom.
(Meanwhile, somewhere in the train station)
Crowfeather was being clever. He had bought year passes for everyone in advance, so they wouldn’t have to mess about with the machine.
“Onestar, what does ’year’ mean?” Crowfeather asked his leader.
“Well, because I’m leader, I know the answer to that question. Because I’m leader, the answer is tweleve moons.”
“Really?”
“Because I’m leader, yes.”
(Meanwhile, Somewhere outside the train station)
A large group of Shadowclan cats were rushing to the train station, tripping over each other.
“Get out of the way, Rowanclaw!”
“Move over, Oakfur!”
Random cats were being brutally shoved and thrown in strange directions such as downwards and train station-wards. Blackstar hid his face in his paws.
“Russetfur! They’ve gone mad!”
“Do something!”
“What?”
“Your leader!”
“But I don’t wanna be leader!” Blackstar sniffled and hid in a corner.
(Meanwhile, somewhere above the train station)
Hawkfrost was flying.
Not that kind of flying.
The kind you get in something called a helicopter.
“Come in Hawkfrost!” Mosspelt wailed through a walkie-talkie.
“Mayday Mayday! Tree incoming!” Hawkfrost screeched, steering the helicopter to the right, only to smash into another tree.
“We’re going downnn!” He squealed, as everyone else shrieked in terror as the floor got closer and closer.
“Dear Starclan, thank you for all that prey you gave me and my clan, than you for letting me stay in Riverclan when I blew up Leopardstar’s den, thank you for all those wonderful things you’ve done for me, like…”
“Hawkfrost, we’re at the train station.”
Hawkfrost’s eyes snapped open. They had not died, but were now standing on the platform. A little distance away lie the helicopter, which had burst into flames.
(Meanwhile, somewhere on the platform)
Everyone was grumbling about something that had happened.
“…That’s when my ribena exploded…”
“…I couldn’t figure out how to unwrap those Easter eggs…”
“I forgot my hearing aids…”
Suddenly a group of kits thundered through the platform.
“GANGWAY!” Yowled Cinderkit.
“Make way for the Thunderkits!” Berrykit wailed as they raced past everyone else.
A loud noise sounded from somewhere.
“Hooray! The train is coming, the train is coming, the train is coming, the train is-”
“Its not the train, Squirrelflight.”
“…spoilsport.”
The train suddenly turned around a corner. Cheers and hoorays were heard as the doors opened.
Everyone was silent for about two seconds.
Brambleclaw gulped.
“NOOO!”
“MOOOVE!”
“GERROFFME!”
If any passing twolegs happened to be walking passed, they would immediately call the mental hospital.
Every cat was either:
Shoving.
Being shoved.
Squealing for their mother.
Or rushing to get a seat.
The doors began to close. Every cat who wasn’t on the train panicked and threw themselves into the nearest carriage, hoping that they made it.
The doors snapped shut.
Loud sighs of relief echoed about.
Brambleclaw was very happy. He had managed to get a seat, which not many cats could do. He had to shove many other cats out of the way to get it, though. Smiling, he turned to his right, hoping to be greeted by a Thunderclan cat. But unfortunately, it wasn’t.
“WHAT! Where is everyone- Oh.” It finally struck Brambleclaw. Everyone was mixed up.
Each cat on the carriage was glaring at someone else suspiciously. Brambleclaw suddenly had an idea. He clambered up on top of his seat and whipped a megaphone out from behind his back.
“Atten-tion!” He yowled.
Brambleclaw was stared at.
“Lets all be friends.”
Slowly, each cat blinked.
Brambleclaw regretted suggesting that idea.
“BURN THE BRAMBLE!” Screeched Ashfur.
“Ashfur! You’re meant to be on my side! We’re both in Thunderclan!” Brambleclaw mewed, backing away from the glares.
Ashfur twitched.
“I like that idea!” A voice from the crowd yelled.
“Yay, someone agrees with me!” Brambleclaw decided that it was time for a victory dance.
The cats exchanged glances.
Crowfeather was the first to move.
“H-hello?” He mumbled.
Suddenly the doors snapped open. Crowfeather wiped away his sweat-drop and disappeared out of the doors.
The train began to move again.
Brambleclaw looked at the others.
The other glared at Brambleclaw.
“Brambleclaw? Can I ask you a question?” A voice asked.
“Depends what it is. If its ‘Can I kill you’ or ‘Can I destroy your brains’ or anything like that, then no.”
“Where are we going?”
Brambleclaw quickly flipped through his mental intelligence.
“Uh…hang on…”
Where are we going…Where are we going… Brambleclaw couldn’t find any such thought. Well, Goldenflower always said not to lie, but Tigerstar always said ‘LIE FOR ALL YOUR WORTH!’ And what better time to lie then now?
“We are going to meet some pigeons!”
Okay, that was a so-so lie. Could have been better.
The cats faces were somewhat confused.
“…Pigeons?” Someone mewed slowly.
“Yes.”
Suddenly a loud explosion was heard from somewhere down the tunnel.
Everyone was silent.
“Oh dear.” Someone mumbled.
Then, the cats erupted.
“AHHH! THE BURGERS ARE COMING, THE BURGERS ARE COMING!”
“THEY HAVE KETCHUP! RUN!”
Multiple cats began to hit the windows and doors in a desperate attempt to get out, but had no luck.
Brambleclaw stared around is dismay. This wasn’t meant to happen! He reached for the megaphone, but it had be crushed by the burger-horrified cats. A voice sounded from somewhere.
“King’s Cross will be closed due to repairs. We are sorry for any inconvenience we have caused.”
Silence.
“That means…We’ll go straight into the tunnel where it is.” Brambleclaw murmured.
The cats slowly glanced at each other.
Then, the screaming started.
“MUMMY!”
“SANTA CLAUSE!”
“BRAMBLECLAW!”
“What?”
“Oh, I was just calling the first name that came into my head.”
“Oh.”
“MR. SHNUFFLES!”
“BATMAN!”
“SPIDERMAN!”
“SUPERMAN!”
“CATMAN!”
Everyone stopped for a second or two. Then started again.
Brambleclaw hid his face in his paws.
“BECAUSE I’M LEADER, SHUT UP!”
“I HATE MY JOB! I RESIGN TO BEING A QUEEN!”
“You can’t be a queen, Blackstar.”
“Oh, yeah?!?”
Brambleclaw felt a sharp prodding in his side. He looked to his left, and saw Thornclaw.
“What?”
“Brambleclaw! Wake up!”
Brambleclaw’s eyes snapped open. He was no longer on a train, but in the warriors den, surrounded by staring cats.
The shrugged and went back to their business, leaving Brambleclaw to think. That wasn’t a dream, was it? He thought. Something caught his eye lying behind some moss. As he padded over to it, Brambleclaw realized what it was. A train ticket. Brambleclaw smiled.
Did you like like it? Did you hate it? Did it make you want to throw pie at me? TELL ME!
Chapters: Its a oneshot, a reaaally long one (10 pages on Microsoft Word)
Author: Pineclaw
Pairing: I don't think there are any.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: The warriors take a trip to the train station, only to get mixed up in different carriages. Can they get to where their going without killing anyone?
Warning: Hm, none.
Disclaimer: Pineclaw owns NOTHING!
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's note: This is sooo pointless, I was on the train and suddenly thought, hey, why don't I write a story where the Warrior Cats go on the tube? So, here's the story. When I said oneshot, I thought it would only be a short thing, under five pages. But no, somehow it extended to 10, almost 11.
The spellchecker wouldn't let me spellcheck the story, so there may be a few errors ^^
Warriors Meet The Underground
[/center][/u](Meanwhile, Somewhere in Windclan territory)
The wind swept across the moorlands, rustling every bush and tree. Several dark shapes slipped out of the shadows, stalking silently towards Thunderclan territory. A small black tomcat lifted his head and scented the air.
“I can smell Thunderclan coming this way…” He growled over-dramatically.
“Do they have any food with them? I’m starving.” A black she-cat groaned, her eyes shimmering in the moonlight.
The black tom glared at her.
“Nightcloud! You ruined my dramatic effect! Now I’ll never be an dentist…” He snapped, tears forming in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, Crowfeather, but-”
Crowfeather began sobbing very loudly.
“Now we’re gonna be late.” Mewed Onestar, rolling his eyes as almost every she-cat ran to comfort Crowfeather.
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Thunderclan territory)
Brambleclaw was leading a large patrol of Thunderclan cats, consisting of Squirrelflight, Leafpool, a large group of kits known as ‘Thunderkits’ and some random warriors.
“Are we there yet?” Squirrelflight asked.
“No.” Brambleclaw replied dully.
A few seconds passed.
“ Are we there yet?”
“No.”
…
“Are we there-”
“No.”
…
…
…
Are we-”
“No!”
Squirrelflight sighed.
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Shadowclan territory)
Blackstar was hurriedly throwing some things into a small bag. Russetfur burst through the entrance, holding several cards in her paws.
“Blackstar! Hurry up ,we have to leave NOW!” She yowled, waving the cards around.
“Okay, I’m ready. What are those cards your holding?” Blackstar mewed as he and Russetfur dashed out of the den.
“Oyster cards.”
“What?”
“They make it cheaper to go where we’re going.”
“Ah.”
(Meanwhile, Somewhere in Riverclan territory)
Hawkfrost was running.
Some cats following him.
“Hawkfrost, remind me where we’re going again?” One of them, Blackclaw, yowled.
“I don’t know.”
“…Then…How do we know where we’re going?”
“I don’t know.”
“O…kay…”
(Meanwhile, at a train station)
Brambleclaw was angry. The ticket machine was being very horrible too him. It kept asking him strange questions that anyone wouldn’t need to know if they were going where they were going. Like ‘How many ticket do you want’. Why would anyone need to know that?
Brambleclaw snorted and finally managed to get the tickets, pleasing the long-ish line of cats.
“Its about time!” Squirrelflight snapped, snatching a ticket away from Brambleclaw. The others lined up to snatch a ticket away from Brambleclaw, and someone painted a sign which read ’Snatch A Ticket From Brambleclaw, Its FREE!’.
Brambleclaw was not thrilled.
“Come on, lets go.” He muttered, marching down the stairs, only to be pushed by everyone else and sent tumbling to the bottom.
(Meanwhile, somewhere in the train station)
Crowfeather was being clever. He had bought year passes for everyone in advance, so they wouldn’t have to mess about with the machine.
“Onestar, what does ’year’ mean?” Crowfeather asked his leader.
“Well, because I’m leader, I know the answer to that question. Because I’m leader, the answer is tweleve moons.”
“Really?”
“Because I’m leader, yes.”
(Meanwhile, Somewhere outside the train station)
A large group of Shadowclan cats were rushing to the train station, tripping over each other.
“Get out of the way, Rowanclaw!”
“Move over, Oakfur!”
Random cats were being brutally shoved and thrown in strange directions such as downwards and train station-wards. Blackstar hid his face in his paws.
“Russetfur! They’ve gone mad!”
“Do something!”
“What?”
“Your leader!”
“But I don’t wanna be leader!” Blackstar sniffled and hid in a corner.
(Meanwhile, somewhere above the train station)
Hawkfrost was flying.
Not that kind of flying.
The kind you get in something called a helicopter.
“Come in Hawkfrost!” Mosspelt wailed through a walkie-talkie.
“Mayday Mayday! Tree incoming!” Hawkfrost screeched, steering the helicopter to the right, only to smash into another tree.
“We’re going downnn!” He squealed, as everyone else shrieked in terror as the floor got closer and closer.
“Dear Starclan, thank you for all that prey you gave me and my clan, than you for letting me stay in Riverclan when I blew up Leopardstar’s den, thank you for all those wonderful things you’ve done for me, like…”
“Hawkfrost, we’re at the train station.”
Hawkfrost’s eyes snapped open. They had not died, but were now standing on the platform. A little distance away lie the helicopter, which had burst into flames.
(Meanwhile, somewhere on the platform)
Everyone was grumbling about something that had happened.
“…That’s when my ribena exploded…”
“…I couldn’t figure out how to unwrap those Easter eggs…”
“I forgot my hearing aids…”
Suddenly a group of kits thundered through the platform.
“GANGWAY!” Yowled Cinderkit.
“Make way for the Thunderkits!” Berrykit wailed as they raced past everyone else.
A loud noise sounded from somewhere.
“Hooray! The train is coming, the train is coming, the train is coming, the train is-”
“Its not the train, Squirrelflight.”
“…spoilsport.”
The train suddenly turned around a corner. Cheers and hoorays were heard as the doors opened.
Everyone was silent for about two seconds.
Brambleclaw gulped.
“NOOO!”
“MOOOVE!”
“GERROFFME!”
If any passing twolegs happened to be walking passed, they would immediately call the mental hospital.
Every cat was either:
Shoving.
Being shoved.
Squealing for their mother.
Or rushing to get a seat.
The doors began to close. Every cat who wasn’t on the train panicked and threw themselves into the nearest carriage, hoping that they made it.
The doors snapped shut.
Loud sighs of relief echoed about.
Brambleclaw was very happy. He had managed to get a seat, which not many cats could do. He had to shove many other cats out of the way to get it, though. Smiling, he turned to his right, hoping to be greeted by a Thunderclan cat. But unfortunately, it wasn’t.
“WHAT! Where is everyone- Oh.” It finally struck Brambleclaw. Everyone was mixed up.
Each cat on the carriage was glaring at someone else suspiciously. Brambleclaw suddenly had an idea. He clambered up on top of his seat and whipped a megaphone out from behind his back.
“Atten-tion!” He yowled.
Brambleclaw was stared at.
“Lets all be friends.”
Slowly, each cat blinked.
Brambleclaw regretted suggesting that idea.
“BURN THE BRAMBLE!” Screeched Ashfur.
“Ashfur! You’re meant to be on my side! We’re both in Thunderclan!” Brambleclaw mewed, backing away from the glares.
Ashfur twitched.
“I like that idea!” A voice from the crowd yelled.
“Yay, someone agrees with me!” Brambleclaw decided that it was time for a victory dance.
The cats exchanged glances.
Crowfeather was the first to move.
“H-hello?” He mumbled.
Suddenly the doors snapped open. Crowfeather wiped away his sweat-drop and disappeared out of the doors.
The train began to move again.
Brambleclaw looked at the others.
The other glared at Brambleclaw.
“Brambleclaw? Can I ask you a question?” A voice asked.
“Depends what it is. If its ‘Can I kill you’ or ‘Can I destroy your brains’ or anything like that, then no.”
“Where are we going?”
Brambleclaw quickly flipped through his mental intelligence.
“Uh…hang on…”
Where are we going…Where are we going… Brambleclaw couldn’t find any such thought. Well, Goldenflower always said not to lie, but Tigerstar always said ‘LIE FOR ALL YOUR WORTH!’ And what better time to lie then now?
“We are going to meet some pigeons!”
Okay, that was a so-so lie. Could have been better.
The cats faces were somewhat confused.
“…Pigeons?” Someone mewed slowly.
“Yes.”
Suddenly a loud explosion was heard from somewhere down the tunnel.
Everyone was silent.
“Oh dear.” Someone mumbled.
Then, the cats erupted.
“AHHH! THE BURGERS ARE COMING, THE BURGERS ARE COMING!”
“THEY HAVE KETCHUP! RUN!”
Multiple cats began to hit the windows and doors in a desperate attempt to get out, but had no luck.
Brambleclaw stared around is dismay. This wasn’t meant to happen! He reached for the megaphone, but it had be crushed by the burger-horrified cats. A voice sounded from somewhere.
“King’s Cross will be closed due to repairs. We are sorry for any inconvenience we have caused.”
Silence.
“That means…We’ll go straight into the tunnel where it is.” Brambleclaw murmured.
The cats slowly glanced at each other.
Then, the screaming started.
“MUMMY!”
“SANTA CLAUSE!”
“BRAMBLECLAW!”
“What?”
“Oh, I was just calling the first name that came into my head.”
“Oh.”
“MR. SHNUFFLES!”
“BATMAN!”
“SPIDERMAN!”
“SUPERMAN!”
“CATMAN!”
Everyone stopped for a second or two. Then started again.
Brambleclaw hid his face in his paws.
“BECAUSE I’M LEADER, SHUT UP!”
“I HATE MY JOB! I RESIGN TO BEING A QUEEN!”
“You can’t be a queen, Blackstar.”
“Oh, yeah?!?”
Brambleclaw felt a sharp prodding in his side. He looked to his left, and saw Thornclaw.
“What?”
“Brambleclaw! Wake up!”
Brambleclaw’s eyes snapped open. He was no longer on a train, but in the warriors den, surrounded by staring cats.
The shrugged and went back to their business, leaving Brambleclaw to think. That wasn’t a dream, was it? He thought. Something caught his eye lying behind some moss. As he padded over to it, Brambleclaw realized what it was. A train ticket. Brambleclaw smiled.
Did you like like it? Did you hate it? Did it make you want to throw pie at me? TELL ME!
