When All The Clans Got Laptops

Chapter Seven: Flirt?

PoX's Note: Aaah...does the title of this chapter sound interesting? You know I'm not good with romance, so it's not about that, if that's what you're thinking. So if I write a romance story (which I have, and I'm actually surprised that it's got reviews) it's not heavy romance, because I absolutely despise heavy romance. Wow, italics is fun, isn't it?

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Although Firestar's first attempt to confiscate the laptops had failed – because of Sandstorm's epic nose-scenting to find out who the culprit was – he still refused to give up. He knew that if he tried harder, he would get the laptops and burn them until they are nothing but ashes.

It was currently moonhigh. Just like last night, he was deep in thought, thinking about what his next move will be. It was hard to think though; he was worried that Sandstorm would know it was him again, and who knows, his mate might tell everyone so that they could just force Firestar not to confiscate those laptops. But then, if everyone was too busy on Facebook, how was he to send out hunting patrols and border patrols to take care of the border?

Glancing around, he saw his own laptop lying on the ground. It was one of the poor quality ones, yet it could still work. And go on the internet. Then he thought, If I can't take them like last night, then how about I do something on the internet? A sly grin rose on his face. Yeah, that's it. Just doing THAT would make them chuck their laptops somewhere, where I CAN burn them until they were nothing but ashes. Then we can have a more concentrated Clan that would actually go on hunting patrols and what else!

Oh boy, will he really succeed?

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"That mouse-brain!" Sandstorm muttered under her breath. She still couldn't believe that Firestar had confiscated Dustpelt's and Thornclaw's laptops out of everyone in the Clan. Now the two warriors were complaining and yowling with anger while pacing around the clearing, not really sure about what to do. Sandstorm didn't want to talk to Firestar about it, in case she got frustrated, let alone look at him.

Finally Dustpelt padded up to Sandstorm. His eyes were blazing with anger. "Would it be OK," he growled, gritting his teeth, "if I could just borrow your laptop for like, a few moments? I need to check on something, and I can't do that without a laptop, you see..."

Sandstorm nodded. "Who said you can't?" she asked cheekily, trying to stop herself from thinking about her stupid mate. Dustpelt slightly relaxed and a bit of the anger in his eyes faded, although by his voice you could hear the disgust and feeling to strangle whoever stole his laptop. The pale ginger warrior watched as Dustpelt logged in to Facebook and started checking his private messages. It looked important, because Dustpelt was anxiously searching for that certain private message.

"Can't seem to find it..." Dustpelt sighed. He turned to Sandstorm. "Just give me a while. I'll read all these Private Messages and then go. Thanks for letting me go on," he added, turning back to the screen. Your welcome, Sandstorm thought as she continued staring at what Dustpelt was reading. Some of the messages were from Ferncloud, but there was one that Sandstorm thought was completely weird. Even Dustpelt was confused. It read:

Hi! I'm a HUGE fan of you!

One day we can meet each other and then we could do what you call an...an...extramarital affair! Yeah, that's it!

Break up with Ferncloud! Yay!

- Anonymous

"What...the...*beep*...is...this...?" Dustpelt meowed, his voice growing with frustration. Sandstorm immediately thought, Firestar! But she couldn't seem to imagine her mate typing something like this. Besides, it said that the person who sent this was called 'Anonymous'. Something weird was going on...

"Ignore it," Sandstorm told Dustpelt. "It's a prank. They're probably wanting you to break up with Ferncloud." Dustpelt nodded to her and logged out. Sandstorm look around. She realised that they all had that same sour and angry look on their face. Now she knew that something is going on. Glancing at Dustpelt, she meowed, "You can stay on the laptop a while longer, because I need to do something first."

The warrior's eyes shone with happiness, and he thanked Sandstorm like, a billion times before he continued on chatting on Facebook. Sandstorm decided to go up to Bumbleflight first, seeing that he was the angriest so far.

"What's wrong?" Sandstorm asked. "You look quite angry."

Bumbleflight glared at her, then stopped. He sounded apologetic when he muttered, "Sorry for glaring at you. I just received this message from this random guy...or gal called 'BF ILUVU' on Facebook. She posted on my Wall saying this!" He turned the laptop so that Sandstorm could read it. It said:

If you don't love me then I'm going to kill you in your sleep!

There were comments below too.

Mothwing had posted: Who the heck wrote this? Bumbleflight, this is blackmail!

Bumbleflight had replied: I know! I'm going to delete it, but I need to show Firestar this first.

Why bother? We all know, and you're the one who received it, Toadfoot typed.

Heathertail answered: OMFG who did this? This is so serious!

"Many are on your side, Bumbleflight," Sandstorm meowed. "Like Mothwing says, this is definitely blackmail. But if you look around-" she gestured with her tail to everyone in the Clan with the same angry expression –"It must be the same person making numerous accounts to blackmail everyone. But if I'm correct, this person is only targeting us, ThunderClan." Somehow she still had that feeling that it was Firestar. Finally she added to Bumbleflight, "I'm going to talk to Firestar about this. You continue on with what you're doing."

Bumbleflight nodded and Sandstorm padded up to Firestar's den, again. She saw him typing on his laptop in a frenzy, purring with amusement. Either he was starting to enjoy his laptop, or he was blackmailing everyone.

Sandstorm decided to sneak up to him. Seeing how he was too absorbed in what he was doing, Sandstorm knew that she could get right behind him easily.

Once she was where she wanted to be, her prediction was right. Firestar really was blackmailing everyone in the Clan. Now, really, really angry she yowled, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Her voice rang around the den, yet the cats below didn't seem to hear her. Firestar practically jumped right in the air and ran for the entrance. He halted abruptly and whipped around, claws unsheathed, to see his own mate glaring at him. "Uh-oh..." he said.

"Uh-oh is right, you stupid furball!" Sandstorm spat.

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PoX's Note: This must've been good. At least, I hope so. If it isn't, you can tell me. Although if you send me a flame...you're a goner. Well, that's what I say, but I really don't know what to write. Anyways, now I've thought of a question. Please note: this is not a story question. This is a prediction question. Basically you got to find out: 'What do you think happened after Sandstorm had spat to Firestar? There's only first place, second place and third place, but everyone who predicts will get a cookie, specially ordered or not ordered, you'll still get one.

Why did I choose a prediction question rather than a story question (or comprehension-type question)? Well, because I want to find out how your imagination works. The one with the best prediction will win the first place prize, and the second place with the second-best prediction will get the second place prize, and so on.

Enjoy predicting and I will update next week! Go bold writing!