This is a really funny chapter so READ!
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That night, Cinderpelt waited for a sign from StarClan.
Suddenly she saw a white light and she saw Bluestar standing in front of her,"Ham! Ham! Ham!" The cat cried and Cinderpelt frowned,"What?"
"Ham! Baloney! Cheeeeeeeeeeeze!"
"Bluestar! Why are you crying out sandwich ingredients!"
"Ham! Cinderpelt! You must eat more cheeeeeeeeeeze!"
"But Fourtrees is graffitied! I need a sign!"
"You need cheeeeeeeeeze!"
"Cheese?"
"Yes! Cheeeeeeeeeze!"
"Bluestar! Are you ok?" And there was a slight pause where Cinderpelt saw Spottedleaf.
"Spottedleaf! Bluestar's gone mad!"
"No she hasn't... Her StarClan medicine cat told her to overexert herself to make her whisker pains go away...Sorry about that."
"It's fine...Who graffitied Fourtrees?"
"You will find the answer on the fresh-kill pile."
"What?"
"Cheese alone will save our Clan..." Spottedleaf vanished when Cinderpelt came back to her den.
"Cheese? StarClan's lost it." She padded across camp and into the leader's den. Firestar was humming to himself and lighting candles. When he saw Cinderpelt looked at him like he was crazy, he said,"Spottedleaf said that fire alone will save our Clan!"
"Well, now it's cheese."
"Cheese?"
"Yeah, that's what I said."
"Weird..."
"I know. Let's check our Fourtrees now and see if we can find any clues..."
"Okay. Let me get Graystripe."
"Sure. I'll meet you at the camp entrance."
When Firestar gathered Graystripe, who was still yawning, they set off for Fourtrees.
When they got there, they hid behind a bush because they heard some sounds by the trees.
They peeked closer and there were a couple little brown mice with large pieces of red chalk in their paws.
One was squeaking,"Ha ha! After all those times that they hunted us, we can get them back now! You should have seen Firestar the other day!"
Graystripe was not fully awake for this,"What the heck are those mice doing?" He yelled. The mice whipped around and aimed their chalk sticks at them like a weapon,"Don't move or we'll shoot."
"That chalk? You idiots..."
Suddenly, the chalk pieces turned into little machine guns. Firestar's eyes widened,"Where do they get this stuff?"
"Oh, I bought it over at-Never mind...Fire!"
Firestar, Cinderpelt, and Graystripe all the dodged the tiny bullets. Suddenly Firestar got hit with one. He fell down.
"Graystripe!"
"Firestar! Don't die! That Clan needs you!"
"Can you...do...one more thing...for me?"
"Anything!"
"Can you please get this Laughing Gas Bullet out of me before it starts...working...HA HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Cinderpelt couldn't help but smile,"Get it out of him or he'll wake the whole forest!"
"You're the medicine cat!"
"Fine." She pulled the bullet out and then Firestar started snoring. "Oh great," Cinderpelt sighed, "I'm not dragging that great lard back to camp."
"Me neither..." When Graystripe looked at Fourtrees, the mice were there, trying to get their guns loaded,"We're out of AMO!" They suddenly started cowering underneath the cats.
Cinderpelt smiled wider, giggling,"Spottedleaf said the answer would be on the fresh kill pile. Cheese alone will save our Clan." The mice started running away and then Cinderpelt called,"Who wants cheese?" The mice stopped dead in their tracks and started gobbling down the cheese that Cinderpelt just gave them. Cinderpelt sat there, looking at them eating. She exchanged glances with Graystripe and he nodded,"Get them."
That night there were two more mice on the fresh-kill pile.