Hello! Some of you may have already read something like this before… Thunderclan's party! That's because I've re-written this… Because it reeeeeaaaaly sucked before. Its not that good… but its better than before. Enjoy:D And please, REVIEW:p

Thunderclan's Summer Party, Part 1

Disclaimer: I do not own warriors

Early one summer morning, and by early I mean four AM, Graystripe woke up in his

nest, only to remember that this day was Thunderclan's annual summer party.

He rushed into Firestar's den and yowled "HEY, FIRESTAR! ITS PARTY TIME!"

Firestar woke with a start and muttered various threats at Graystripe, nipping at him until

the gray tom backed out of the cave. "I swear, if you wake me this early again I'll rip off

your-" "Sounds cool Firestar!" Graystripe interrupted. "But today's the party. I think I'll

go out pretty soon to get stuff…" He mewed and began rambling on about what he would

do that day. After half an hour, Firestar slapped his tail across his deputy's mouth. "Um,

Graystripe? Can I go back to sleep for four or five more hours or so now?" Asked

Firestar. "Yea, ok, but I'll go to Wal-Mart to buy some supplies. Bye!" Said Graystripe,

and with that, he was gone. Firestar sighed with relief and curled back up in his nest,

about to close his eyes. "Oh, great! You're up! Time to go hunting!" Sandstorm purred

and dragged the yowling tom out of his nest, struggling to gain a grip on the spazzing cat.

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As Graystripe ran through the forest, he remembered two things. One, he didn't have

transportation, and two; he had no money, so for the next while he kept his eyes on the

ground until he found enough change to ride the bus. As soon as he got on the bus he

saw a man with a lady's purse. The man was waving his hands around a lot when he was

talking to another man, who was trying to ignore him. The strange man seemed to be

wearing his little sister's pants, as well as some kind of shiny tank-top. "Ooh… shiny!"

Graystripe went up to the man and started purring and rubbing against his leg, because

he wanted the purse which he was sure was full of money. The man lifted him up and

said, in a very gay voice: "OHMYGOD! You are like the cutest little kitty cat I have

like, EVER seen in my like, WHOLE life! Graystripe looked as cute as possible as the

guy put him on the seat next to him. "I'm going to give you, Mr. Cutesy, a like, yummy

little kitty treat, which I carry with me in case I meet a cute little kitty, like you!" He gave

Graystripe the treat, who just happened to drop the treat and kick it under the seat in front

of them. "Oh, let me get that for you!" The man said. As he searched under the seat,

Graystripe grabbed four hundred dollar bills out of the man's purse, and jumped out

the window. After crawling out of a garden picking out some particularly sharp cactus

spines out of his backside, he crossed the street to the largest building he'd ever seen.

Graystripe then stared up in awe at the giant sign that read Wal-Mart. "A truly wise man

never plays leapfrog with a unicorn!" Graystripe screamed at the ancient Wal-Mart

greeter guy, who had an instant heart-attack after seeing a cat scream at him. Graystripe

looked back at the old guy twitching on the floor and hurried away, trying to look

innocent. He walked through the doors to his destiny. Or so he thought. :)

Yep… pretty stupid. XD Oh well