I'mma day late. Oh well. The last chapter will be up later today.
It's ShadowClan's turn. And I finally have an idea. Two words: Baseball game.

Spottedpaw13 appeared once more in the Den of Author. "Oh boy. ANOTHER invitation. To ShadowClan." Spottedpaw13 sighed in boredom. "Oh well, at least I ran earlier. I can go without regrets."

Spottedpaw13 arrived at ShadowClan. "Hi."

"Stop pretending to be bored," Flametail commanded.

"Fine," Spottedpaw13 growled.

Blackstar magically appeared, holding an apron. "As you probably guessed, we're going to attempt to torture you today."

"I knew it!" Spottedpaw13 exclaimed. "But....why are you holding an apron?"

"I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT." Blackstar rolled his eyes.

"Whatever." Spottedpaw13 shrugged. "So what's today's torture?"

Blackstar grinned. Suddenly, the apron disappeared. "Take me out to the ball game."

"UGH!" Spottedpaw13 groaned.

Two seconds later...

Even though just watching a baseball game would be torture enough, Blackstar took it a step further and made Spottedpaw13 actually play baseball. In case your wondering, the past shows bad experiences.

Young Spottedpaw13 playing baseball, baseball hitting her in the foreleg. "Ow!" (End flashback)

So, as you can see, this was PLENTY torture.

"BATTER UP!" Littlecloud announced.

"Why are you the umpire? I wanted to be the umpire?" Olivenose protested.

Ferretpaw rolled her eyes. "Excuse me, I had the claim for being the umpire!"

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" Antpelt yowled.

"GET OUT OF HERE! YOUR TIME IS UP!" Spottedpaw13 screamed and kicked him out of this story.

"BATTER. UP!" Littlecloud announced once more.

Spottedpaw13 rolled her eyes and went up to the plate.

"I love my job," Redwillow sighed as he or she threw the ball. The ball proceeded to hit Spottedpaw13 in the head.

"STRIKE!" Littlecloud announced.

"THAT WAS A BALL!" Spottedpaw13 whispered.

"If you don't hit it, it's a strike. It's how ShadowClan plays ball," Pinepaw told her.

Spottedpaw13 moaned. Two more balls were thrown, two more landed on her head.

"Strike three, you're out," Littlecloud mewed.

Spottedpaw13 didn't hear him, she just collapsed.

Thank you for hearing the story of how Spottedpaw13 landed herself in the hospital.

No, I'm not in the hospital.
No, I'm not in the hospital.
Again, I do not own iCarly.
Or baseball.
Or anybody in ShadowClan.
(All characters are from The Fourth Apprentice....except for Spottedpaw13)