A/N: Hey guys! I know, I know, I know… I should really be working on "At Death's Door" but I just can't force myself to write any more of Furlough right now. I also know that a MILLION of these stories have been written, but I think it'll be fun, and I honestly don't care whether a thousand people review this or if no one does. So, enjoy my crap. ;)

ALSO- You must have read the SkyClan books, or this will make no sense.

***CHAPTER ONE: Nyan Cat Cell Phone***

Danica groaned, banging the back of her head against the headboard of her twin-sized bed. Papers were scattered randomly across the blue and green blanket that she laid on, each having some scribbled cat or wolf sketch on it. Next to the bed stood a wooden nightstand with four novels stacked next to a small lamp that casted pale shadows across the carpeted floor of the room.

Danica, the twelve-year-old girl, was bored out her mind. According the artwork strewn messily around her, she had already drawn to her limit. And from the books on the nightstand, it was visible that she had read as much as her eyes and brain could comprehend.

Sighing, Danica reached for her purple-covered cell phone that rested on top of the four novels. Maybe Toby can talk… she thought. Usually, Danica would avoid texting the boy as much as she could. Even if he was one of her best friends, he used the most annoying text-talk ever. And half the time he wouldn't even answer.

Danica pressed her thumbs against the letters on the tiny keyboard and typed a small message. She hesitiated, before hitting 'send.' "Hey Toby," she wrote. Well, she was sure one for talk today. To her utter surprise, a reply came almost instantly, reading, "Heyo danny wazzup?"

Danica rolled her eyes and responded, "Bored out of my frickin mind. You?"

Toby quickly answered, "Nm y u so bored."

"I don't know," Danica typed. She was going to write something sarcastic back at him, but then deleted the retort and sent the three words instead.

"Idk either," Toby wrote.

Danica paused. Then she asked, "Can you come over?"

There was a few minutes later before Danica's phone buzzed, as if Toby had searched for his parents and asked before replying, "Yep c u in 10."

Danica grinned, snapping her cell phone shut. Toby lived a few streets down and he rode his bike to her house a lot. Their parents didn't mind it all, so long as Toby doesn't break anything… again. And they were only twelve, so it wasn't like there was anything else they could do.

After ten agonizing minutes of boredom and loneliness, Toby finally appeared at her driveway on his red mountain bike.

"Took you long enough," Danica muttered sarcastically as her friend stepped into her house.

"Shut up!" Toby laughed, hitting her lightly. He kicked off his black tennis shoes near the door as if it was his own home.

Danica smiled at him and asked, "Now what?"

Toby let out a snort, brushing his brown bangs from his eyes. "It's your house!"

Narrowing her eyes, Danica said seriously, "How about we give you a haircut?"

Toby stepped back, acting hurt. "Why would you even mention such a horrific thing?" They both laughed, before Toby wondered, "Where's the rest of your crew?"

"Mom had to take the younger two to their concert thing tonight and Dad's at the doctor's. We're alone for another hour or so," Danica answered.

Toby grinned, darting up the stairs towards the girl's room. "Sweet."

Danica followed the boy, suddenly embarrassed the mess that was spread out all over her bed. Toby didn't seem to mind it, though, and picked up one of the papers that had a cat penciled onto it.

"Hawkfrost?" Toby inquired, looking somewhat surprised. "I thought you hated him."

Snatching the paper away from him, Danica said simply, "He's a good villain…"

Toby shrugged, looking at some of the other papers before looking as the books on the nightstand. "I see you've been into some pretty deep Warriors recently."

"Yup," Danica stated, gathering her sketches up.

"Cool, me too." After a pause, Toby dived for the last paper on the bed, beaming as he grabbed it before Danica. He looked at her with pleading eyes, bottom lip stuck out in a fake pout. "You know I love Cherrytail!"

Danica exhaled, ridiculing the boy's obsession with the pretend tabby she-cat. "Even if you were a warrior cat, you wouldn't stand a chance with her."

Glaring, Toby defended, "Well, you wouldn't stand a chance with Sharpclaw! He's taken."

Danica snorted, "By Cherrytail!"

Toby opened his mouth to say something more, before stopping. "You have a point…"

Danica smirked in triumph. "So then, if you were somehow able to get into the Warriors world to get Cherrytail, what would you're name be?"

Toby pondered this for a minute, before finally answering, "Depends on my fur color. I'd like to be black. Maybe my name would be Shadowfire or Badgerfang."

"Hmm," Danica mumbled. "Cool. I'd like to be a white she-cat with ginger patches, kind of like Brightheart. I'd like my name to be Splashsong or Mothbreeze."

"Nice," Toby nodded.

Suddenly, the Nyan cat song began to play quietly in the background, and Toby burst out laughing. "Seriously?" he said between laughs. "That's your ringtone?"

"Shut up," Danica mumbled, groping for her cell phone on her nightstand. Flipping it open, she spoke, "Hello?"

There was a static noise on the other end, and Danica scowled in confusion. "Who is this?" she asked, voice rising when there was no answer.

Toby frowned, whispering, "What's going on?"

Then, it was dark.

That was a totally cliché ending, right? Ha, right. Anyways, it probably sucks so far since it's just the first chapter and there are no real cats in it yet, but hopefully it'll get exciting later! Toby and I will be transported to SkyClan, so if you haven't read the book about them, you won't understand this fiction. Review, please? Thanks! =)

~Danny~