I've been studying the structure and the plot of Warriors High: Psycho a little more in depth and I think I'm starting to see some more things I can do to make this chapter revolutionary (let's be honest, the whole Pickle Bob thing just seems a little out of place. I need more outside-of-school stuff.)

4: Baloneystar

we're screwed. Meet at Jade's house

I know that, motherfucker. We talked at school.

Be there asap

Chill bro

Wavetail, head down, walked down the sidewalk in the direction of her house. She didn't want to go home right now, but she didn't want to get caught at Redstripe's house. Usually on days like this, she'd invite Featherwing over. But now Featherwing was dead.

She still cried every time she thought about the fact that her own English teacher had killed one of her best friends. Wavetail had a different schedule than Redstripe's class, but she'd heard what happened in sixth period. Instead of fleeing the building quickly, she'd stayed behind and snuck into Mr. Thornclaw's classroom to say final goodbyes to Featherwing. The funeral had been a week and a half later.

Now she was alone, going back to her house where she could think her horrible thoughts about the fact that it was completely her fault that Bluepaw, Wavetail's younger brother, was dead.

Everyone had told her that it wasn't her fault, as she expected. But she could tell they were just trying to make her feel better. Bluepaw had encountered some creeps one day on a walk with Wavetail. He'd snuck into an alley because he wanted to check it out, and that's when they came out of nowhere and pointed a gun to his head. Wavetail hadn't been paying close attention to Bluepaw when he snuck in the alley, so it was too late by the time she realized where he went and tried to save him. Then she'd made a narrow escape, scaling the wall of the nearest building.

Now she wanted to kill herself. Her parents were already crazy, not necessarily angry at Wavetail, but they'd been driven mad by grief. Every time she went back to her house, she was reminded of the terrible incident. Today she passed by her brother's old bedroom, and couldn't help but bang her head against the wall harshly. Fight pain with more pain. A quote from one of her favorite books. It made sense to her now, as she nearly shattered her skull on the wall. The pain felt good. It felt right.

Redstripe had just been chatting with Icescar, and it turned out he wanted to meet at Jadeclaw's house. He wasn't stupid enough not to know what this was about. They were going to end up arguing over who has to take the blame for the vapes. It would have to be two of them, according to what Mrs. Ivypool said. This was going to be a hard decision.

But leaving the house was also a good excuse to see what was going on downstairs. Was Pickle Bob really in his house? What the fuck was going on?

Downstairs was a surprising sight.

Pickle Bob wasn't there, instead there was a very tall, slim cat in a suit with those matrix agent glasses on. The cat looked so stereotypical that it was weird. He was holding a bag full of... Baloney? What the hell?

And then Redstripe saw the body of Pickle Bob on the floor. There were seven different bullet holes spread throughout his upper body, although no sign of a gun.

"Hi," the agent cat said simply. His voice was deep and slightly British.

"Uhhh… What are you doing here?" Redstripe asked, still trying to make sense of the situation and figure out how this cat got here. And where was his mom? She was at home right now. Did the agent cat do something with her?

"I'm Baloneystar. Most cats call me Porky. I came here to invite you to a party."

Redstripe looked up. He was trying to be cautious in case this cat was dangerous, but he was curious what Baloneystar meant by a party.

He continued. "It'll take place at the bar, next Friday. I'll be there, and anyone who's under 21 like you will still be able to drink and everything. Our staff are pretty lenient, and I'll give them a nice beating if they say anything stupid. Oh yeah, also, there might be strippers," he added with a wink. "Be there!" Baloneystar pushed a button on his baloney bag, and poofed out of existence.

Redstripe stared at the spot where Baloneystar had stood. He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. But he did know that an interesting opportunity had just arrived. He was invited to a party at the BAR! he'd never been to any bar, except for in places that are made for everyone but have the separate bar room. Redstripe was very excited about this party. He found himself thinking about it and who might be there the whole way to Jadeclaw's house, after disposing of Pickle Bob's body and finding his mom asleep upstairs. He still didn't know how Pickle Bob got in his house, but honestly, it didn't really matter.

"There you are, Redstripe! What took so long, bro?!" Jadeclaw said as he opened the door for Redstripe. "Icescar's upstairs, I'll go tell him you're here. You want any food or anything? I'm home alone today, so we have it all to ourselves."

"No thanks. I think it's better if we get this discussion started," Redstripe replied simply and followed Jadeclaw up the stairs and to his room. Icescar was sitting on the bed, doing something on his phone. He looked up when Jadeclaw entered the room with Redstripe.

"Hey, guys."

"Okay, now that we're all here, we need to discuss what to do about the vape problem. Two of us are going to have to take the blame," Jadeclaw said.

Immediately Icescar spoke. "Jadeclaw, you should be one. Me and Redstripe were probably seen trading in the bathroom, and you only participated once. You have less to be guilty for, and the other one of us can pretend that we were only seen one time. That's most likely the case, anyway."

Redstripe took a moment to think this through. "And Icescar, you could be the other one, since it's already obvious that you vape a lot."

But Icescar looked surprised when Redstripe said that. "Wait, hold on. You want me to take the blame? You should turn yourself in with Jadeclaw. You don't have as much of a history in vaping. You'll get in less trouble."

Before Redstripe had a chance to respond, Jadeclaw spoke. "Icescar's right. Redstripe, you need to go."

Redstripe became a little annoyed with his two friends. They both wanted him to confess, but he thought Icescar would be a more sensible choice. If this hadn't been such a serious problem, Redstripe might have been a little less selfish, but he knew he would never be able to go to that party if his mom found out he was vaping. He'd never be allowed outside again for the foreseeable future, and she'd probably search his room.

He wanted to change this discussion and to forget about it all. He wanted to talk about the party, about Baloneystar, about Pickle Bob and the strange teleportation device. It was much more interesting than having to focus on who was going to get grounded for their remaining two years as a minor and who wasn't. But Redstripe had to be a man about it and speak his opinion.

"Guys, Icescar's the better choice! He'll end up getting in less trouble because lots of people know he vapes, right?"

Then the argument started.

"What the fuck, man?" Icescar yelled. "How could you be so stupid?! I'm just going to be in more trouble because of that! Jadeclaw and Redstripe, you're going. It's more sensible!"

Now Jadeclaw was angry. "I don't think I should go either! Honestly, I might get in the most trouble because nobody knows I vape!"

"You have less to lose!" Redstripe shouted.

"The fuck? No I don't!" Jadeclaw screamed back.

"I'll give you both fifty bucks if you go," Icescar reasoned, trying to sound calmer.

"BULLSHIT! You just don't want to get in trouble, you pussy!" Redstripe retorted.

"I could say the same thing about you, motherfucker!" yelled Icescar.

"Why don't we just act like nobody ever traded vapes?!" Jadeclaw pointed out.

"And how the fuck to you plan to do that?! The teachers are on our asses already, so we need to confess, or hope someone else gets caught! Confessing would be way easier if we could just agree that you and Redstripe are the best choice!" Icescar said.

"You know what, I'm fucking done here. You two suck! I'd rather we all get caught than discuss this with you! You're wasting my time!" Redstripe yelled.

"That's cause you're a PUSSY! Go on! Run away! See if we care!" Jadeclaw yelled after him as he left the room.

"Oh, you don't DARE!" Redstripe ran back into the room and punched Jadeclaw dead in the face, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the ground. Icescar looked coldly at Redstripe while Jadeclaw recovered. "Okay. You want to fight for who goes? Fine by me."

Jadeclaw got back up, hissing furiously. Icescar got up too and faced Redstripe so that they were in a triangle.

"Just like we did in middle school, eh?" Jadeclaw taunted. By now he seemed unaffected by the punch Redstripe had thrown.

The three friends, well, if you could even call them friends anymore, paced around each other, waiting to see who made the first move.

"Whoever is left standing at the end doesn't take the blame. Got it?" Redstripe said. Before giving anyone else a chance to respond, he leapt at Icescar. The battle began.

Who do you think is going to win? Let me know in a review!