"Recess!" A teacher called.
Everyone raced (Like, literally) out the door, grinning Jayfeather and Lionblaze among them.
The children scattered, one group heading for the plastic oven.
"Lemme bake a cake!" A silver- haired one squealed.
"No way, Dovewing! Cupcake." A white haired one protested.
The two kids kept arguing until a brunette came and decided cake.
The brunette grinned devilishly and held up flour and sugar.
"Where did you get that?" Dovewing asked.
"The teacher's lounge." She replied.
The girls poured the sugar and flour in a pink plastic bowl. Another girl came running up, a yellow beach shovel in her hand, filled with mud. Half of it has splattered all over her white t-shirt by the time she skidded to a stop.
"It's for the mix." She explains breathlessly, not taking any notice of her ruined shirt.
The girl dumped the mud in the bowl, stirring it until the mixture was lumpy and brown.
"Chocolate cake!" One of the white- haired ones squealed. She put the bowl in the fake oven and counted to fifteen, quite badly.
"One, three, five hundred, five, eleven, one million sixty- two, one, fifteen!"
"Let's give it to Sparkpelt!" Dovewing suggested.
The quintet walks over to the ginger. (As you can imagine, it went quite badly.)
Meanwhile, Cloudtail was terrorizing a few other rowdy boys.
"MWAHAHA!" He shrieked, producing a roll of masking tape.
"Where did you get that?" A ravenette asks.
"The teacher's desk." He waves his hand dismissively.
"YOU WILL BE MY PRISONERS!" He continued.
"Me first!" A ginger says, jumping up and down.
Cloudtail obligingly starts taping her wrists together, then wrapping the roll around her chest.
"Done!" He pronounces.
The ginger wriggles happily. "I'm a prisoner!" She squeals.
Another ravenette was deeply absorbed in a ten- page book.
Cloudtail prances to her and tapes her arms together.
"Hey!" She exclaims indignantly.
Cloudtail sniggers in response.
"I wasn't playing one of your dumb games!" The ravenette continues.
Ripping her arms apart, she started furiously toward Cloudtail, but but he was already sprinting away.
The next thing she knew, Cloudtail was tossing eggs from the slide. One got into another ravenette's perfect hair, her hot pink bow coated with egg. She squeals indignantly, already looking quite upset, and Cloudtail has thrown at least thirty eggs now, one getting into a grumpy teacher's hair. She doesn't seem to notice until several preschoolers started giggling.
"CLOUDTAIL!" She screeched.
Whoohoo! This is just a little one-shot prequel to Warriors Middle School, which will be coming out shortly. Please review!
Also, it would be a little hard to identify everyone if they had their apprentice/kit names. That's why I just did warrior names.
Warriors Middle School can be found here: s/12655001/1/Warriors-Middle-School