Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Harry Potter, Shrek 2, or Lord of the Rings!
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…A fern! "GAAH!" Firestar cried. "What's happened to me?"

"Divine intervention?" Tigerstar suggested.

"Go away, Tigerstar. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!"

"Not as far as I'm concerned."

"Well your mother was definetly a hamster, 'cuz you definetly inherited her brain!" Sandstorm yowled. Tigerstar growled.

"Where'd ya come from anyways, Tigger?" Graystripe asked.

"I need to find a shrubbery or I'll have to cut down a tree with a fish that I'd probably wind up eating," he replied.

"Oh. Well there's a nice shrubbery over in Twolegplace."

"Really? Thanks!" Then he trotted off.

"Wow… he really is hamster-brained," Firestar said.

"How are you talking if you're a fern!" Graystripe asked, bewildered.

"I dunno. I'm a magical talking fern?"

"That would make sense."

"Um…"

Sandstorm then decided to change the subject. "Hey, how about a game 'o Quidditch?"

"Okay! I don't even know how to play but oh well," Graystripe mewed.

"Just fly around on your broomstick and throw the big red ball around."

"Works for me." Then they began playing Quidditch together.

Meanwhile, Firestar was wandering about the forest, trying to figure out how to become unfernified. He stumbled into another cat. "And you would be…"

"PUSS! …in boots," he purred.

"Ah. Wanna be a warrior?"

"Nah, that's okay. Do you want a rapier and cool hat with a fuzzy feather? I have an extra one."

"Well, I can't use it cuz I'm a fern, but… sure!"

"Okay. And if you want to go back to normal, just go see my pal Gandalf over there."

"The white twoleg over there?"

"Sure."

"Okay, thanks!" Then Firestar walked off toward Gandalf's direction. "Hey, dude," the wizard greeted.

"Yo, dawg," said Firestar. "hey I want to be a cat again. Can you help me?"

"Sure. Just let me finish this song… I love my new iPod…" then he started snapping his fingers and dancing around. When the song was over, he turned his iPod off. He waved his staff around, and a puff of smoke appeared around Firestar. When it faded, a cat was standing in place of the fern. "Yay! Thank you!"

"No problemo, dude." Then he turned his iPod back on, but on some shades, and started rapping. Firestar, confused, hopped on his flying carpet and flew off to watch Sandstorm and Graystripe play Quidditch.
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The randomness continues! I like this chappie much better than the last one, I hope you did too. Now review! Puss in Boots walks up and does his big eyes thingy