Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. I would just like to thank Elouise Victoria for all her help with this story.
Jayfeather was curled up in his nest having a great dream about who knows what when he heard a voice whispering his name. The voice sounded familiar.
"I'm back my smexy cat!" The voice exclaimed
"It can't be." Jayfeather muttered
"Oh but it can." The voice said
"But I smashed you and burned you how can you be alive?" Jayfeather wailed in frustration
"Because I am an awesome stick." The stick said in a haughty voice
"Go die in a hole." Jayfeather snarled as he buried his head in his paws
"How mean!" The stick pouted
"Fine what do you want?" Jayfeather asked as he sat up and licked his chest a few times
"I came to tell you that our babies are growing up to be fine young Twits*." The stick said proudly
"I thought you said you were a guy and weren't pregnant." Jayfeather said with a blank look on his face
"ANyway do you want to meet our Twits?" The stick asked
"Your the Twit now go away and let me sleep damn it!" He yowled
"Jayfeather why don't you love me?" The stick asked
"Because you aren't real, your a stick, and I'm a medicince cat now go away!" He said as he curled up again
"Our daughter has your blue eyes and our son has your gray fur." The stick said
"For the last time we don't have any Twits or whatever you call them." He replied through clenched teeth
"Oh, Jayfeather my lovely smexy boycat of course we have Twits your mama is one." The stick said
"Did you seriously just do a your mama joke." Jayfeather asked
"Yeah didn't you hear me?" The stick replied
"Yeah well you suck." Jayfeather said before yawning
"I know something you don't know." The stick said
"What?" Jayfeather sighed
"You have blue eyes." The stick said seriously
"No duh you dumb stick." Jayfeather hissed
"Hey Jayfeather what color eyes do I have?" The stick asked
"You don't have eyes because you are a stick." Jayfeather told the know depressed stick
"Am I annoying you?" The stick asked sadly
"Kind of...why?" Jayfeather asked
"I'l tell the kids you said hi." The stick said before disapearing
Jayfeather sighed before walking over to the side of his den and slamming his head against the wall a couple of times before walking back to his nest and falling asleep in his nest when he was woken up by someone poking him the side. He could tell by the scent that it was Lionblaze who was telling him that it was morning and that Thronclaw was coughing. Jayeather sat and started crying about how much his life sucked. Lionblaze just stared at his brother who continued to cry.
Artic-Fox: Well that was kind of stupid but I liked it. Poor Jayfeather. For those who are wondering Twits are a mix of Twigs and Kits.