Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors!

Oh yeah and I'm working on some other stories but I just decided to do a funny one cause it helps get rid of writer's block! Enjoy!

Firestar was padding over to the fresh kill pile when suddenly a ghost of Tigerstar appeared and was cackling evilly at Cloudtail. "Oh wait," Tigerstar muttered. Then suddenly the ghost appeared in front of Firestar and started evilly cackling: "MWAHAHAHAHAHA cough cough HAHAHA"

"AHHHHHHH!" Firestar shrieked. "WHEDIYOCOMFRO?" Firestar spoke really fast, still getting over shock. Then Graystripe walked up to him and said "Haha… did I just see—"

"AHH! TIGSTATTCKTHUNCLN! DONKILMEEEE!" that was Firestar. Graystripe looked puzzled.

"Cough cough yeah… didn't really catch tha—" Graystripe was cut off again by Firestar.

"Hlpmehelmetigrstrgonklmeee!" Graystripe walked away with an expression that just screamed "wow-our-leader-has-gone-crazy-and-he-is-like-totally-creeping-me-out…"

On the other side of the clearing Cinderpelt was counting her herbs and just noticed that Firestar was going crazy. A look of unease flashed across her face when suddenly the spirit of Bluestar appeared.

"Don't worry young Cinderpelt, Firestar hasn't gone crazy." Cinderpelt let out a sigh of relief and replied "Okay" before going back to counting her herbs. When she looked up Bluestar was still floating above her.

Cinderpelt gave a little cough. "Uh… aren't you going to like, take a dramatic exit or something?"

"Why, did you want me to? AM I UNWANTED?" she shrieked.

"Uh, yeah kinda."

"FINE THUNDERCLAN WON'T BE SEEING ME ANYTI—"

"AHH! TIGRSTRSGHSTBCKTOHNTMEEE!" Firestar yowled, seeing Bluestar's spirit. And then Bluestar vanished, having the same look on her face that Graystripe did.

Sandstorm walked up to Firestar and said, "So how was your day?" Finally getting over the fast-talking stage of shock Firestar replied,

"YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR ME WHEN MY ARCH NEMESIS CAME BACK TO KILL EVERYONE! YOU ABANDONED ME!"

"What are you—"

"No really I don't want to get in this argument with you again! NO I—you don't understand! We've already done this! No you can't—WHY SANDSTORM WHY-Y-Y-Y-Y!"

"Um… are you feeling okay…?" Sandstorm said taking a step back.

"Of course I'm okay! Why wouldn't I be okay!" Firestar shrieked, eye twitching.

Sandstorm backed away heading towards Cinderpelt's den. Once she got there she asked, "Do you know what's wrong with Firestar?" Randomly pulling out a pair of spectacles from behind her back Cinderpelt replied,

"Ahem, yes, ahem, I believe our fellow leader, ahem, has notoriously come down with an incurable case of major paranoia which is in the exact moment of physical combat with the master of breaded pastries living in the boggy underland of the two leg homing shelters… heehoo he hehe ha hooHEEHHA HOHAA!…." Cinderpelt starting to shake with her creeping, insane cackling.

"HAS THIS CLAN FALLEN TO PIECES! EVERYONE AROUND ME IS GOING CRAZY!" Sandstrom yowled.

Meanwhile, Firestar had retreated to his den and was in the fetal position creepily singing "It's a Small World." ("All the little twolegs are so creepy! HOW DO I EVEN KNOW THIS SONG? ...it's a small world after all…….")

Having a mental breakdown, Sandstorm was frozen in an odd position with a really disturbing smile on her face. A spider, which had also caught the crazy bug, started to spin a web between her muzzle and chest. Noticing, Graystripe approached her.

"Uh, yeah you do know that you have a—"

"HEEE… HOOO… HEEE… HOOO…" Sandstorm started hyperventilating and cut Graystripe off.

"Okay, whatever you say!" he said sarcastically, "Ugh, I should just go join RiverClan, cause this one is going mental."

Well that's the end of chapter one! R&R and tell me if you want another chapter!