"So, let me get this straight, you're a WindClan cat from the future, who was stolen by a twolegs, that you learned how to do, um, what was it called again?" Brightheart asked, Bugeater had learned all their names while he was telling his story.
"Necromancy, it means to communicate with the dead, and all that stuff," Bugeater explained.
"This is all seems a little far-fetched to me," Dustpelt meowed, narrowing his eyes.
"I bet this is all WindClan's plan to attack us from the inside out!" Thornclaw exclaimed, jumping to his paws.
"Is not!" Tornear protested.
"Is too!" Thornclaw pulled out a gun.
"What in the name of StarClan is that, and where did you get it?" Cloudtail gasped with his blue eyes wide.
"I got it off of Sasha," Thornclaw meowed, before pointing the gun at Tornear.
He pulled the trigger, but instead of hitting Tornear, it hit Darkstripe!
"Noooo Smudge!" Firestar yowled, racing over to the cat whom he thought was his old kittypet friend.
"Thornclaw! You just killed a cat!" Brightheart gasped.
Just then, Darkstripe popped up.
"What's going on here?"
Every cat gasped.
"Smudge has nine lives!" Graystripe exclaimed.
"But how is this possible?" Firestar asked, gazing down at Darkstripe.
"I bet it was all this weird cat's doing, wasn't it?" Spiderleg asked, glaring at Bugeater.
"It wasn't me!" Bugeater exclaimed. He had no idea how Darkstripe kept coming back from the dead, maybe it was because he was already dead.
"Then it must mean that Smudge is the leader of the kittypets!" Firestar exclaimed.
Every cat gasped, and started yowling excitedly about what this might mean, but Bugeater tuned them out. He didn't really care what they thought, they weren't his clanmates. He only cared about one thing, and one thing only, and that was saving WindClan.
Finally, the meows died away, and everything was quiet again.
"So, now that we've established that Smudge is the kittypet leader, and that he probably went to his own form of the moon pool, we can get down to buisness," Firestar meowed, turning to Graystripe, "Since you are substiting deputy for Brambleclaw, while he is away, you can assign the patrols."
"I've been doing that for like a few sunrises now," Graystripe pointed out.
"Oh yeah, sorry, all this commotion has made my brain foggy."
"It seems like you forget a lot of stuff," Brightheart huffed.
"Is something wrong, Brightheart?" Firestar asked, with concern flashing in his green eyes.
"Yes there's something wrong!" Brightheart stood up, "I've tried to take this in stride, and keep quiet about it, but I'm not going to keep quiet about it anymore, when Jayfeather decided to become a medicine cat apprentice, you said that I could mentor Icepaw or Foxpaw, but that didn't happen! And then when Flamepaw, Tigerpaw, and Dawnpaw were here temporarily, you didn't assign me as a mentor," she threw her head back and wailed, "I'll never be a mentor!" before racing off.
Cloudtail shot Firestar a dirty look, before running after his mate.
"I should have remembered that I said that," Firestar groaned, "But I assigned Icepaw to Whitewing, because they're both white, and Whitewing could give Icepaw tips on how to hide in the forest despite how pale their pelts are."
"Why are their pelts so pale anyway?" Berrynose asked.
"Oh my StarClan, you can't just ask cats why their pelts are pale!" Honeyfern exclaimed.
"I'll go talk to Brightheart and explain," Firestar meowed, padding away.
Graystripe stepped into the middle of clowder.
"It's time for me to assign the patrols."
"Can we go on patrol?" Tigerstar asked.
"Yeah, can we?" Darkstripe echoed.
"But you're kittypets!" Dustpelt exclaimed.
"Well, we're going to have to learn eventually if we're going to become clan cats aren't we?" Tigerstar meowed.
"I guess so," Dustpelt relented with a sigh, "But I don't want to be the one responsible for protecting you."
"You won't have to protect us! I mentored you after Tigerstar killed Redtail, and I also mentored Longtail, and your mate before Firestar became leader, and I left ThunderClan!" Darkstripe growled.
"Um, no, that was Darkstripe actually," Dustpelt meowed, looking totally confused.
"You mouse-brain!" Tigerstar hissed, "Now how are we going to take over the clans?"
His eyes opened wide with shock, when he realized what he had just said.
"Uh oh," he gulped, as the cats started circling around him and Darkstripe.
"What are we going to do?" Darkstripe wailed.
"I know!" Tigerstar exclaimed, slapping all the cats around him, knocking them out of their way, "We must go find Scourge and tell him to use a spell to wipe their memories."
"Great idea!" Darkstripe exclaimed, and both cats raced off together.
"Why are we just standing there, aren't we going to go after them before they cause more problems?" Dustpelt yowled.
"I bet they're working with WindClan! We must attack WindClan!" Thornclaw exclaimed.
Firestar, having heard the commotion probably, padded out to the clearing.
"We will do nothing, not until we are 100% sure that those cats are really Tigerstar and Darkstripe, because none of this is making sense to me, but I have a feeling," a shiver ran down Bugeater's spine when the ThunderClan leader glared at him, "That is has something to do with the strange newcomer."
Bugeater gulped, and took a step back, normally, he didn't root for the bad guys, but he hoped that Tigerstar and Darkstripe would find Scourge and fast, before all his plans were ruined!