Bone: *glares while Scourge seethes in anger*
Me: *shrugs* Sometimes you gotta write things that don't make sense.
Bone: Why?
Me: *sighs and facepalms* Look, I felt like shit, I had to listen to mom complain about how she felt like shitter shit and torturing Scourge made me feel so much better.
Scourge: *Screeches like the devil and chases me with chainsaw*
Me: *Runs to Star Wars universe and to Kylo Ren* Ahhh! Kylooooooooooooo!
"B-Bone." A dying Scourge said weakly, body broken and mangled thanks to the three large, vicious dogs that seemed hellbent on killing him. 'Damnit, author,' The small black tom though, coughing up blood as his body twitched, 'why can't I have an easy, painless death?'
"'Cuz,' The all-powerful, slightly sadistic author responded, 'I'm sick and bored and this is, apparently, what I do.'
"S-sir?" The massive black and white tom asked, drawing closer. An icy-blue gaze slid toward him as the feared leader blinked the almost overwhelming emotion from his gaze. The weak, dying tom gestured for his loyal deputy to come closer with his bloody, mangled white paw.
"S-Scourge, I—." Bone said, shaken and awe-struck by his leader's confession as he fought the keep the emotion from his eyes.
Later that night, after taking a she-cat hostage, he was taken to the Clans' secret infamous Cloning machine.
"H-How did you even know we had one of these?" The she-cat asked nervously.
Bone shrugged, "Some weird, random kittypet we tortured called Moonkitti."
"Oh." The she-cat said, deciding not to question how the murderous, bloodthirsty 'Clan' came across a YouTuber kittypet, chalking it up to the authors awesome powers of awesomeness.
"Anyway, I don't need you anymore." Bone said as the she-cat proofed away to StarClan knows where as the tom placed a scrap of Scourge's fur into the machine. Bone yawned, bored, as he took a nap while he waited.
Eventually..." B-Bone?" A clearly female voice asked as the massive tom looked into the tear-filled eyes of a gender-bent version of his leader. The two proceeded to mate hardcore and epically.
"B-Bone, p-please, I need your kits!" Scourge screeched, almost blacking out as her stomach was filled was cum, bloating rapidly from the massive tom's roughness.
"Hehe." Scourge giggled, almost drunk with happiness, "The kits are kicking." She announced happily, unable to believe she was actually pregnant with Bone's kits. Scourge and Bone welcomed twins, a tom and a she-cat. Five moons later, the twins were joined by triplets as their parents succeeded in taking over the forest.
