Hatkit/Fred was getting his soft, cute, fluffy tail kicked by Bramblekit in the nursery.

Then he jumped up with some epic move.

"I'm hungry." He mewed to his adopted mother, Brindleface. "When do we eat? WHAT do we eat?"

"Oh, you're so young and cute." Brindleface nuzzled Hatkit/Fred. "He must have been abandoned before he could figure out how to eat kit food. I wonder how he survived?." She nuzzled Hatkit/Fred. "The warriors, Apprentices, Queens, and Elders eat Fresh-Kill. Kits like you drink milk." So Hatkit was staring at Brindleface as she explained how he was supposed to get his lunch.

"Um…that's just wrong…" Hatkit mewed with this twisted, creeped out expression on his face. "Um…do I have another option?"
"Nope."

Fred looked at her….and fainted.

"Like, OMG, Yellowfang, is he, like, gonna be, like, OK?"

That hippie Frostfur is creeping me out, Fred/Hatkit though to himself.

"I think so, if you'd give the mangy scrap of fur till sunhigh without your annoying babbling." A scruffy gray cat snarled to Frostfur. Who was she calling mangy?

"Yellowfang, Snowkit, Shadowkit, and Firekit all are…Oh, StarClan! Is this kit all right?"

"He will be now that he doesn't have Frostfur meowing in his ear 24/7, Sunpool." The cat who was apparently Yellowfang meowed.

"Are you positive?"
"I'm the medicine cat! Of course I'm positive! DUH!"

"Hey, YellarFANGY, ZUP!" A tiny white kit smaller than Fred/Hatkit with blackened ears leaped into the nursery.

"Look, Snowkit, I'm busy. I have a possibly sick kit on my paws, and you don't appear unhealthy. So-

"Wa-hoo, who's the cutie on the floor?" Snowkit flipped her tail over Fred/Hatkit's flank.

"WHAT'S IT TO YA, YOU, uh…BERRY BRAIN?" Fred/Hatkit meowed, trying to think of the best Warrior related insult he could come up with.

"Oh, chill out, sweet. Why don't you meet me at Poopplace at Sunhigh?"

"WHY DOES THAT AFFECT-YEOOWW!"
"Snowkit, I want you out, now." Yellowfang growled. "Cinderpaw!"

A sweet gray-furred apprentice leaped out of the den.

"I need you to look this little kit over. He appears to be in pain, with all that yowling." Yellowfang meowed, flicking her tail at Fred/Hatkit. "While I take care of this pesky little nursery escapee." She snatched up Snowkit, who was babbling about mates and her kits and how cute the new kit was and if he was going to meet her at poopplace or not.

Cinderpaw was licking Fred/Hatkit's face gently. "Where does it hurt?"
But Fred had already fainted away again. ( HE was having stomach cramps form hunger)

"What do you think is wrong?" Yellowfang yowled as she belted back into the medicine clearing.

Flashback

"Sunpool, I got a delivery for you." Yellofang mewed through her mouthful of kit fur.
"Snap. Is it Snowkit, in trouble again?" Sunpool yowled from inside the nursery.

"Maaaaaaaaayyyyybeeee…." Snowkit meowed. Yellowfang tossed her into the nursery.

"That went well." Shadowkit said as he dashed to his sister's side.

"Really." Firekit and Icekit mewed together.

"Snowkit, I want to talk to you." Sunpool yowled.

"Snap."
End Flashback

"Does he need SURGERY?"

That was enough to snap little Hatkit out out of it. "NO! I REFUSE TO BE OPERATED ON!"
"Cinderpaw, go get poppy seeds to make him sleep. And will you go get what he needs for pain? You remember, don't you?" Yellowfang meowed as she sharpened her claws on a rock.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
~Weeks Later~

Fred/Hatkit was practically dying of hunger. Thankfully, there had been no surgery…yet.

He was ranting in the nursery.

"I can't believe this!" He yelped. "I am TEN FREAKING YEARS OLD! AND WHAT AM I DOING IN THE NURSERY?"

After endless ranting, Frostfur shook out her white fur and grasped his scruff in her teeth.

"Hon, you need to chill." She mumbled.

"Hey, where are you taking me! I'm…uh…ten! In human years! But…I'm too young to die! I'm a kitten! OK? Are you happy! Pleasepleaseplease don't kill me! I have friends! And a family! And a great grandchild! You can't kill me! I might.."

He was cut off by Frostfur shoving his face into Brindleface's belly. (You can guess what happens….)

"That's wrong…but yummy!" Hatkit mewed. He rolled over on his back and sunned his belly again.