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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