Chapter 3
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Okay, most of you just offered names so I won't reply to any this time. I appreciate all your reviews and suggestions and you all get special brownies.
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Firestar-izzles yowl echoed through the hollow, signaling the naming ceremony. However, silence met his call.
He looked around and saw a sticky note taped to his den. He walked over to it. "Why would they tape a sticky note? It's sticky."
Shrugging, he read it.
Hey Firestar-izzle. We all went out to party for Peepaw and Poopaw before the ceremony. Probably won't be back till…well sunhigh. Oh, by the way. Make us brownies.
Sincerely, Cloudy-Ninja
"Party without me?! Fine. I'll make your brownies alright…..I'll make your brownies."
--Meanwhile at Shadowclan—
"Hey! ShadowClan! Party on the island!" Peepaw yowled then raced towards Windclan. As she reached the camp, Crowfeather jumped on her.
"Hey! Get off me!" She growled.
"Why are you in our territory?!"
"Party at the island! That's why!" She hissed the snaked out from under him, racing to the island.
Poopaw had just gotten back from telling Riverclan and the Thunderclan cats had just finished setting up.
"Hey Mr. DJ! Let's get some Blood On The Dance Floor in here!"
Peepaw shouted and Designed To kill started to play.
"The fun has arrived!" Blackstar shouted as he entered the island, doing the robot.
Dozens of cats poured in after him.
"Cheers!" Peepaw shouted over the noise, clanging beer bottles with Poopaw.
---after the party---
"That was awesome!" Peepaw slurred as she stumbled into the camp.
"Alright, time for the ceremony!" Firestar yowled and jumped onto the High Ledge. "Pooppaw you are now Big Chief Brownbottom. Peepaw, you are Dr. Pee Pee. Now, special brownies!"
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That was really short, but whatever. Anyways, what kind of brownies did Firestar make? And Dr. Pee Pee's going to have one big hangover. Teehee, tell me if you like the names please *chibi eyes*
