Summary: When Tigerstar gets bored, a servant comes up with an idea to change the lives of ordinary warriors… but one stays the same.

That moment when inspiration hits… of course it has to be at 11:30 at night. XD

This story is kind of inspired by the last? I'm big into size changes (if you like Mario, you might have seen A Spell for Bowser, where Bowser shrunk, and then there was Growing Pains…)

So let's get crackin'!

Tigerstar yawned. "I'm bored… why isn't there anything to do in this STARCLAN FORSAKEN FOREST?!"

A younger cat walked up to the Dark Forest leader. "Erm, excuse me?"

"WHAT?!" Tigerstar yelled in his face, causing the cat to shrink back.

"I had an idea for something bad for the Clans."

"Hit me."

Tigerstar was used to receiving these requests, ever since he had established himself as leader. It seemed all of the cats in the Dark Forest had some idea to impair the Clans in some way or another, and it was always terrible.

"So what I was thinking is we could basically reverse the sizes of every cat. For example, the small cats would become large, and the larger ones would become small. Then, while the Clans are struggling to figure out how to use their newly-sized bodies, we could rush in and attack."

"Huh. You know, that's actually better than most of the things I hear. Like summoning laser beams from the sky is actually logical. We'll do it!"

All of the ThunderClan cats were mingling around the camp, sharing tongues and eating food all around. Well, not all of the cats, for Jayfeather was stuck in his den sorting herbs, and he was not too happy about it.

Jayfeather was moaning as he blindly grabbed, smelled, placed. Grabbed, smelled, placed. It was a routine—and routines were Jayfeather's worst enemy. He would often hear someone's thoughts and drift off, thinking about them, before realizing he was putting marigold with the parsley. Then, he tried not to think, but that just caused him to also miss a beat. Luckily, he was almost done with the harvest for that day.

Grab. Smell. Place. Grab. Smell. Place. Grab. Place. Grab. Smell. Place. Wait, he was in the borage section, but there was an overwhelming smell of catmint. He groaned inwardly. Did he forget where everything went again?

However, he was almost glad he wasn't outside, because all the noise the cats out there were making would have deafened him for sure.

Brambleclaw was also sitting in his den. Everyone else was outside, but he had a splitting headache. He didn't think he would be able to survive being outside in the sun. Plus, all of the noise would have increased it as well.

Suddenly, both cats heard something coming from the sky. Brambleclaw peeked outside the warriors' den to see a red sky getting redder every second. Heading even more out, he saw giant lasers coming down ("Well, we used the lasers anyway," Tigerstar told the other cat,). Quickly, he hid back in his den.

However, curiosity got the best of Jayfeather. Being blind, he couldn't see the lasers, but he could sense the stress from every cat. And it was too late—he never got out in time.

Brambleclaw came out of the den to investigate. He looked for a ginger cat in the form of Firestar, but couldn't. Finally, he spotted it, smaller than most of the others. He looked around, and every cat was small. Well, not every cat. He saw a medium-sized black blob in the form of Ashpaw, and a closer inspection at the nursery revealed… 4 nest long kits?

Today was a weird day so far. What even happened?

When the ending is empty!

This was a bit of a weird story, and I'm not fully satisfied with it. However, I made a story. That's what counts, right?

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