Hi friends. It's been a while.

I don't even know where to begin with this. When I started this fic, I never wanted to make this chapter. I wanted this to go on forever. But as I grew up, I've realized it's only fair that I do. This is the brainchild of a little kid who loved to read and write about cats in Clans, who made something that ended up with more love than she could've ever expected. Giving this fic an ending is something that kid deserves because man, she was so invested in this story. I've got letters from my younger self begging me to make sure this gets completed, because I've seen so many fics that I loved end without an ending, the writers moving on for one reason or another. I've randomly stopped fics myself, but I always wanted this fic to get an ending. This was one that needed to get a proper goodbye.

So, little Chucklez, this is for you. It's also for everyone who's grown up with me on this fic or stopped by and got a little bit of amusement from here and there. Thank you all for the love and support for this little (or perhaps, incredibly large) piece of randomness. From the bottom of my heart, I am so, so grateful.

Without further ado, When StarClan Gets Bored is getting its ending.


The cats of StarClan looked like they'd been through an explosion. Their fur was unkempt and out of place and they looked like they had seen some things.

Which they had. They had witnessed over ten years of absolute malarkey. The Clans had gone mad, the Dark Forest had gone mad, frankly, they'd gone mad.

Of course, this was all their fault, as a result of Yellowfang's hypnotism ten years ago.

"This is all your fault, you know." Bluestar informed her former medicine cat.

"What's my fault?"

"The chaos of the Clans! You hypnotized them and now we've had moons of madness!"

"You were complaining about how boring the Clans were. You wanted this." Yellowing reminded her.

"You're right," Bluestar conceded. "I just wanted to build some tension. You know, for the plot and what have you."

Yellowfang rolled her eyes. "I don't know, but sure. Was this conversation for something or just for tension and the plot?"

"I don't know," Bluestar replied contemplatively. "I'm just starting to wonder if we need a break from the insanity. You know, to make the madness more special when it does happen. Distance makes the heart grow fonder and whatnot."

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Firestar crashed down from who-knows-where to interrupt their discussion. "Do you not remember how boring everyone was before the hypnotism? How fewer pretty kitties were present? What if the insanity went away? Where would DA Deputies go? Ferncloud's millions upon millions of kits? Where would FernCloud go? She's technically dead!"

"I suppose they would just become normal. Or perhaps disappear." Yellowfang responded. "Ferncloud would probably return to StarClan."

"We cannot remove the beauty from the world!" Lionheart wailed, crashing in the same way Firestar had, from who-knows-where. "What a sad place that would be."

"Okay, I'm sure we could keep them, but everyone probably wouldn't be irrationally fawning over them as they are now."

"THAT'S EVEN WORSE!" Firestar wailed. Throwing himself to the ground, kicking and screaming, he cried, "THAT'S THE GREATEST PUNISHMENT OF ALL! STRIPPING EVERYONE OF THEIR BEAUTY AND LEAVING THEM WITH- WHAT? MUNDANITY? HOW DEVASTATING!"

"That was a big word. Well done." Bluestar applauded her former apprentice. Turning to Yellowfang, she meowed, "He may have a point. Everyone would be incredibly boring."

"Well, you were the one who brought it up that we've had ten years of madness. Perhaps we need a break." Yellowfang replied. "Perhaps we return to the concept in a few moons, see if we need the insanity. Perhaps we need to go back to more traditional dynamics."

"Hm." Bluestar paused. "You know what, I don't know what I want."

"DON'T DO IT!" Firestar was throwing a full-on tantrum at this point.

"You are a brat." Yellowfang told him.

"YOU'RE A MEANIE!" Firestar shrieked.

Yellowfang paused, contemplating for a moment. "I think, if nothing else, this conversation has proved something needs to be done."

"But what? It's been ten years. If we don't change it now, I doubt we'd ever go back." Bluestar mewed. "Are we willing to permanently give up the life we worked so hard to build in favor of the randomness we've had for the past ten years?"

Yellowfang looked at her, to Firestar, who was still throwing his tantrum, hitting his paws on the ground and screaming, an uncomfortable Lionheart trying to soothe the former leader and all-time Clan great. "I know what I need to do. Bluestar, summon the Clans."

Bluestar took a deep breath. "I SUMMON ALL CATS TO STARCLAN!"

And just like that, all the cats of the Clans were before the cats of StarClan.

"I literally wasn't even asleep, what gives?" Jayfeather scoffed. "If this is a vision, why is everyone else here?"

"The world doesn't revolve around you, calm down. We've been talking." Yellowfang informed the Clans.

Jayfeather rolled his eyes.

"It's been over ten years of ridiculousness, madness, and frankly, we've changed this group to violate everything we once considered scared, we've broken tradition after tradition and ruined everything that once made these Clans great," Yellowfang began. "And after a hefty five-minute debate and a tantrum of incredible proportions by Firestar-"

Bramblestar wiped a tear from his eye. "That's my former mentor."

Yellowfang rolled her eyes but continued. "I have made a decision that will affect the future of the Clans."

"Why is it always the former members of ThunderClan that have the most authority around StarClan?" Onestar objected.

"Onestar, do you want to lose another life?" Yellowfang snapped at him.

Onestar pouted. "No."

Yellowfang began to wave her tail. "Follow my tail. You are hypnotized… again."

"WAIT!" Bramblestar shrieked. "Before you do anything, I have something to say!"

Yellowfang sighed. "This should be good. What?"

"Pee pee, poo poo."

Firestar stopped throwing his tantrum long enough to wipe a tear from his eye. "That's my former apprentice."

"Thank you. Anyways. Follow my tail. You are hypnotized… again. Again."

"Is this a double hypnotism?" Bluestar whispered, astonished.

"I suppose it must be." Lionheart said, in awe.

The cats of the Clans stared at Yellowfang, transfixed by her tail.

The cats of StarClan waited with baited breath, anxious to hear what sort of ruling Yellowfang was about to make regarding the fate of the Clans. Firestar had once again stopped his tantrum to hear Yellowfang's decision.

"You are now hypnotized," Yellowfang whispered steadily. "You will… follow my instructions after this dramatic countdown."

Bluestar wiped a tear from her eye. "She gets it. She's doing things for the plot. She really gets it."

Three.

Two.

One.

"You will remain crazy for eternity. When you wake up, you will have no recollection of a life of sanity. Madness will be all you know. You will fawn over pretty kitties, you will consume all the catnip you please, you will do the most nonsensical of things, you will commit to a life full of nonsense and randomness."

"We will commit to a life full of nonsense and randomness." The cats echoed, dazed.

"When I count to three, you will wake up. There will be no discussion of any sanity. Three… two… one." Yellowfang clapped her paws and the Clans disappeared.

Firestar breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank us."

"What made you decide on that path?" Bluestar asked Yellowfang.

Yellowfang shrugged. "They're doing perfectly fine in randomness. Besides, there would be a lot of nonsensical things if they went back to their normal life. I didn't want to get rid of all the cats that had joined in on the madness, that would be rude. But with that, I couldn't strip the beauty of the pretty kitties from them. DA Deputies wouldn't fit in. The random cats wouldn't make any sense. And they wouldn't be able to sustain Ferncloud's kits. All the millions of them."

Bluestar nodded. "I think you made the right decision."

Firestar nodded enthusiastically. "You absolutely made the right decision."

So, let the randomness continue.