Tales of the Clans
Oakheart's flu
Oakheart: *Pads around camp banging his head into a tree*
Crookedstar: Sup Oakfart!
Oakheart: My name is not Oakfart. *Farts out of frustration*
Crookedstar: *Puts a smug grin on face* Yes. Hi Oakfart.
Oakheart: Damn bitch. *Farts uncontrollably*
Crookedstar: Jesus. You need help! *Drags the farting Oakheart to Brambleberry's den*
Brambleberry: *Is sorting herbs when Crookedstar walks in*
Brambleberry: Hi Crookedstar. What do you need?
Crookedstar: *Turns around for Brambleberry to see the farting Oakheart* Can't stop farting, do you have anything for him?
Brambleberry: *Runs frantically out of den and hides in nursery* JESUS FUCK! EVERYBODY RUN! IT'S THE FLU!
Clan: *Clan screams and evacuates into the river*
Oakheart: *Shits on Crookedstar's paw* AGH! I MUST SHIT! GET ME INTO THE RIVER!
Crookedstar: *Looks at the Oakheart's brown stained asshole* Yo. This is hella gross.
Oakheart: JUST GET ME INTO THE RIVER! AND GET ME A STICK IN MY ASSHOLE FOR ME TO STOP SHITTING!
Crookedstar: *Finds no stick of any sort* I have an idea! *Shoves dick into Oakheart's shitting ass*
Oakheart: CROOKEDSTAR YOU BROTHERFUCKER!
Crookedstar: I'm not fucking you, I'm blocking the shit from coming out of your ass.
*The shit blasts Crookedstar into space to meet Max Steel*
Crookedstar: *Screams off from distance* OMG I'M MEETING MAX STEEL!
Oakheart: *Does the army crawl to the river* A PLACE TO SHIT!
Clan: NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! *Tosses around, knocking into cats trying to get out*
Oakheart: *Picks up can and a ball of shit rolls in it*
Willowbreeze: Phew. The flu is now gone.
-At the human news station-
Bob the news reporter: And we are expecting a slow down on Highway 7…
Crookedstar: *Crashes through roof* OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! I MET MAX STEEL!
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