Hey ya'll :) This a challenge from Crystalclan that I MIGHT turn into a series in the future.
Note: This a a neko, which means the cats can do anything humans can do, but they're still cats. Basically, the cats are just standing up on their hind legs doing hooman stuff :) They also live in houses :)
Dovewing and Ivypool. Polar opposites. Their fights were more intense than you would ever think. They'd start off fine, chatting like normal people. Then it'd be all out brawling with screaming and usually pulling hair and ripping clothes and calling horrible names like bi-
"DOOOOOVVVVEEEEWWWWIIIIIINNNNGGGG!" Ivypool screeched, interrupting the authoress. Dovewing laughed and ducked under the covers of her pretty pink bed. Ivypool threw open the door and stomped inside. She pulled the covers off of Dovewing and growled at her.
"You signed me up for FASHION WEEK?" the tabby she-cat roared.
"What? You should be thanking me! Fashion Week is the most FABULOUS thing in the whole world!" Dovewing purred.
"You know very well I'm on the softball varsity team! And the basketball team, and the volleyball team, and I'm the football coach, and the martial arts coach, AND FASHION WEEK COULD RUIN MY REPUTATION!" Ivypool snarled.
"Geez, I was trying to help you! Why are you such a prick?" Dovewing accused.
"AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!" Ivypool screamed and dragged Dovewing off the bed onto the floor. They rolled around and eventually out of the room.
"You don't call Ivypool a prick!"
"Prick!"
"Beotch!"
"Whore!"
"Slut!"
They were so caught up in insulting each other that they forgot about the stairs. They rolled down the stairs, still pulling hair and tearing off clothes.
"Girls!" Whitewing scolded. "Stop it NOW!"
"Did you not realize you just fell down the stairs?" Birchfall laughed. Whitewing shot him a look and he retreated to the kitchen.
"Why must women do everything?" Whitewing muttered and pulled the fighting sisters apart.
"That little beotch signed me up for Fashion Week!" Ivypool hissed.
"Well, you should go! It'd improve your butt-ugly rags!" Dovewing retorted and motioned to Ivypool's clothes. Her jeans were ripped from her knees down, thanks to Dovewing's nails that she filed into points. Her purple and black basketball jersey had both sleeves ripped off.
"At least I'm not in my underwear!" Ivypool spat and pointed at Dovewing's... uh... half nude body. She was just in her lacy pink undergarments. She screamed and ran away to the nearest bathroom.
"Heh... I think I won that one" Ivypool chuckled and pumped both her paws into the air.
"You need to stop fighting like that! Do you know how much money is wasted on buying you girls clothes?" Whitewing scolded.
"Fashion Week, Mom! Fashion Week!" Ivypool whined.
"No excuses. You being a fifteen year old girl, I assumed you could stop your own fights and control yourselves. But obviously not. This disappoints me, Ivypool." Whitewing sighs. Ivypool stepped away from her mother. She turned and ran to to her and Dovewing's room and slammed the door. She flopped down on her bed face first. Ivypool didn't like disappointing her parents. Dovewing also came into the room and sat on Ivypool's bed.
"Sorry." she muttered. Ivypool looked up at the pale she-cat.
"Mom told you to say that didn't she?" she asked.
"Yes, she did." Dovewing admitted and looked at her paws. Ivypool snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Whitewing said she's disappointed." Dovewing whimpered. Ivypool nodded and wiped a tear from her sister's eye.
"But really, Fashion Week is SO going to help you." Dovewing purred.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ivypool screamed and threw Dovewing on the ground. She pinned her down.
"You. Me. Sister challenge." Ivypool growled. "To see who the best sister is."
"You're on." Dovewing said with a smirk.
The sister challenge is on! So, Crystalclan, I hope you like my story :) Suggestions for the challenges, anyone?