Hello, my fellow humorous warriors fan-fiction fans! This is my first story, though don't expect too much. If I get good reviews, then I'll even try and do another chapter! Well, read on! This takes place before TNP, so it has , for example, Brambelclaw as an apprentice.
PROLOUGE
The cats of StarClan were bored. Purely bored. Bluestar was grooming herself, Tigerstar had snuck in (As usual) and was wrecking havoc, Crookedstar was doing nothing, and everybody else was sitting around with noting to do. "I'm bored" Tigerstar announced, having gotten tired of scaring the dead StarClan kits.
"Join the club" -Bluestar
"Does that mean I can stay?" -Tigerstar
"Oh, you may as well." -Crookedstar
"Yay!" -Tigerstar
"On one condition, you must think of something funny and chaotic to happen to ThunderClan." -Bluestar
"Why ThunderClan?" -Crookedstar
"Because I said so"- Bluestar
"Fine"-Tigerstar
"How about we make ThunderClan find Twoleg stuff and make them go hyper, and set up things like TVs and that sort in the dens!"-Tigerstar
"And, you have to wear a pink bow"-Crookedstar
"Alright, then that's' what we will do"-Bluestar
Sandstorm, Firestar and Brambelpaw were patrolling near Twolegplace, when, from out of the sky (or a tree) Fell something round, red and hard. I hit Firestar on the head, and he collapsed, knocked out cold.
"Great, how are we going to drag him all the way back to camp now?"
"I'm not dragging him. I'm an apprentice!" Brambelpaw meowed, and stalked away from Sandstorm. She sighed, grabbing Firestar by the scruff of the neck, and began to pull him back to camp. But…
Just then!
A sweet, sugary smell hit the roof of Sandstorms mouth when she paused, putting Firestar down. She left Firestar there to investigate. In a Twoleg wrapper, only opened, was a chunk of white something. Knowing that she shouldn't, Sandstorm bent down, biting into the white thing. As if StarClan told her, the words CHOCOLATE! Flashed in her mind. Forgetting Firestar, she raced to Camp to organize a Raiding partyfor Twolegplace.