Hello everyone! This here is Bananastarxox and this is the fourth chapter of The Dovewing and Ivypool Show! I know that I have been updating frequently and that is because I just seem to have a lot of free time. Well, onto the chapter then!
Dovewing and Ivypool ran into place where the show was held and thankfully, they were not late for once. "Oh hi!" Tansy exclaimed, where she was setting up the camera, "You're not late! For once!" she meowed in a sarcastic tone.
"Well, of course!" Dovewing meowed, oblivious to the sarcasm. Ivypool facepawed and shook her head. "Yes, thank you for that comment!" Ivypool retorted, obviously in a good mood since if she wasn't, she would have probably screamed or shrieked.
"You're welcome." Tansy bowed dramatically, while Ivypool rolled her eyes, unable to think of a witty comeback. "Well, what are we waiting for then?" Dovewing tugged at Ivypool, "Let's get ready!"
The fluffy hyper she-cat pulled her annoyed sister backstage and fitted headsets for each. They then peeked out of the curtains and saw that the audience seats were quickly filling up. Meaning that it was their cue to get onstage.
"Welcome to the Dovewing and Ivypool Show!" Ivypool meowed happily, "And all of you should be glad that I am currently in a good mood since Dovewing has not annoyed me for a day already!"
Dovewing nodded, before thinking about what her sister just said and meowing indignantly "Hey!
"That's not true! I don't annoy you!"
Ivypool burst out laughing, thinking about how in the name of StarClan this cat could be her littermate. "Yeah right, why do you think I'm in such a sour mood all of the time?"
Dovewing thought for a while, then shrugged, "I got nothing."
Ivypool facepawed again, some cat in the audience shouted "Get on with it already!", and that some cat was Breezepelt.
Ivypool narrowed her eyes and glared at Breezepelt, "You're lucky I'm in a good mood today, or you won't still be in one piece."
Breezepelt rolled his eyes at this empty threat. "Yeah right. I could shred you with my claws sheathed." Ivypool instantly unsheathed her claws, "You wanna make a bet out of it?"
"Woah woah woah!" Dovewing came between the two of them before a certain fight started, "Now, let's wait till this show is over, at least. Ivypool, don't lose your temper." Ivypool snarled when her sister said this, and Breezepelt wore an arrogant smirk but was wiped off when Dovewing turned to him and meowed "As for you, shut up and stay seated!"
"Why should I listen to you?" Breezepelt meowed, glaring at the grey she-cat.
"I have a Taser on me and I'm not afraid to use it."
"Okay."
"Well, let's get started, okay?" Ivypool meowed with false cheeriness. "Let's welcome Crowfeather, Leafpool, Feathertail and Nightcloud!"
Crowfeather stalked onstage arrogantly while Leafpool followed quickly with Nightcloud right behind her and Feathertail walking timidly.
"Welcome!" Dovewing meowed, smiling again like nothing had happened. "Well, today, we would like to interview the four of you!"
"Leafpool stole my mate!" Nightcloud screeched, glaring at the light brown tabby who was sitting next to Crowfeather.
"He chose me!" Leafpool screeched back, "Right?"
The two she-cats looked at the gray tom, who was being pressured, "Now, how about we ask a few questions?" Ivypool jumped in, saving Crowfeather from two angry she-cats.
"I'M NOT GOING TO ANSWER ANY OF THEM UNTIL LEAFPOOL ADMITS THAT SHE STOLE MY MATE!" Nightcloud unsheathed her claws and leaped onto Leafpool, who immediately fought back ferociously.
"Now, ladies, don't do that! Please!" Crowfeather pleaded desperately, unable to help a particular she-cat. "Feathertail! Help me!" he stared pleadingly at the silver tabby, who was sitting there trying not to get into this.
"B-but h-how?" she shivered at the violence. "Do something! Anything!" he cried, looking at the two fighting she-cats. "And hurry!"
Feathertail thought for a while before having a lightbulb appear on top of her head.
"How did she do that?' Dovewing whispered to Ivypool, who then replied dryly, "Do I look like I know?"
Feathertail whipped out a blue phone from nowhere and dialed a number, then into it, she meowed, "Yes, it's me, Feathertail. Could you come here to the Dovewing and Ivypool Show for a while? Yes, yes, I know that but this is urgent. Yes, okay. Thanks!" Then with that, she shut her phone and threw it to StarClan-knows-where.
"Okay, done."
Crowfeather looked at Feathertail weirdly before turning back to the situation and screaming, "What do we do?"
Suddenly, the entrance doors opened dramatically, and a bright light shone. Into the stadium cameā¦a tiny black tom with a white paw.
All the cats groan at this dramatically failed entrance while some cat even booed. The tiny tom pouted and everyone reconized him as Scourge.
Nightcloud stopped fighting to see this and so did Leafpool. They then groaned as well, but when Nightcloud saw Scourge, she gasped and ran down. "Scurgy!" she screamed. Scourge's eyes widening and yowled "Incoming!" as the black she-cat bowled him over.
"Now, what seems to be the problem?" Scourge asked once he had recovered. "Nothing! Let's go home!" Nightcloud mewed cheerily. And they both skipped out happily.
Everyone stared.
Leafpool and Ivypool shrugged.
Tansy facepawed.
Feathertail hid.
"Well, this was an intersting show." Dovewing meowed, recovering from this. But this statement shocked the entire audience and they all ran out screaming for their mommies.
What a normal show this was.
Okay, this is the end of this chapter! I know the end was a bit rushed, but I really couldn't think of anything else to write. Sorry! *Puts hands up in surrendering position*
