A/N: This is Thornfire, and this is my first comedy fanfic, so don't be surprised if it's not that great or the jokes aren't that funny. Be sure to review and tell me what you think, though!
Disclaimer: I don't own Rush or any of its songs.
Thornfire sat awesomely on his skull-and-crossbones covered pillow in the clouds and looked down at the clans.
In ThunderClan, a group of cats where sitting around the fresh kill pile, discussing the patrols for that day. How boring. Always patrol this, patrol that. Hunt this, kill that. Fight ShadowClan, Defend WindClan. If only there was a way to make the clans more thought and thought but he couldn't think of an answer. So he turned on his radio. Music began playing.
"WE, WERE MARCHING TOOOO BASTILLE DAY, THE GUILLOTINE TO CLAIM HER BLOODY PRIIIIIZE!"
Thornfire shut the radio off, suddenly inspired. "Rush always helps me think!" he cried. "I will use my mind control powers! MMMMUHHAHAHAHAHA!" he cackled.
"Now things will be more interesting!" he screeched as he jumped out of the clouds and began to fly towards the ThunderClan camp. "THORNFIRE SHALL RULE THE CLANS!"
