Chapter: 2
Tigerstar sat boredly at the movie theator with Darkstripe, Graystripe, and Firestar. It was a R rated movie that was SUPPOSED to be scary. But to him, this was the most boring movie had had ever watched. Darkstripe was huddling in his seat with his arms wrapped around himself in fear. Graystripe was clinging to his seat and his eyes were about the size of the moon. And Firestar was hugging him in terror. He let out a sigh and tried to get comftorable in his seet. He took a drink of his Medium Size Coke and ate a piece of buttered popcorn. Checking his watch he saw that they still had an hour to go. He banged his head on the back of his seat in fury with impatience. He personally wanted to scream at Firestar for making him come to this. Though, he wanted to do that every day so it didn't make a difference. He wondered what Brambleclaw and Hawkfrost were doing back at home and if they had managed to kill each other yet. He had left Brambleclaw, the oldest of the four; in charge to cook dinner then a shock came to him. He had never taught him how to use the oven….
MEANWHILE….
"BRAMBLECLAW! I AM NOT GOING AS DARTH VADER!" Hawkfrost screamed. "Why not?" Brambleclaw asked. "You two have a lot in common!" he said happily. "Like?" Hawkfrost said. "You both are emos, you both like black, you both are evil, you both are mean, you both like Star Wars, you both like destruction, you both like to ki-,"
"I DON'T CARE. I AM NOT GOING AS HIM."
"Fine." Brambleclaw said crossing his arms. "How about you make a costume?" he suggested. "Like I can sow," Hawkfrost said sarcastically. "Good point," Brambleclaw said. "Okay, what's your most favorite tv show in the entire world?" "THE DARK KNIGHT!" Hawkfrost yelled jumping up and down. "THEN GO AS BATMAN!" Brambleclaw said. "I DON'T WANNA GO AS HIM!" Hawkfrost protested. "I WANT SOMETHING THAT SUITS ME!"
"DARTH
VADER!"
"BESIDES HIM!"
"Dang it," Brambleclaw said thinking. "How about Barbie?" "NO," Hawkfrost said sternly. "DARTH MAUL!" Hawkfrost didn't have a comment. "Okay…um…can I think about it?" Brambleclaw asked. Hawkfrost gave him a overly serious gaze. "You have until sundown the nect day, otherwise you shall die a slow and painfull death," he said over dramatically. "Thanks for warning me," Brambleclaw said sarcastically. Hawkfrost brightened up a little and said: "No problem! Now LEAVE!" he said. "But I-,"
"LEAVE!"
"Fine," Brambleclaw said. He took his bowl and walked out of the room, down the stairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen to attempt to try to cook noodles for the second time. He let out a sigh and went back to repeat the steps that he had done before.