Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors, Joe Lacob and Peter Guber do. I also don't own the Warriors series, Erin hunter does. This is not meant to offend anyone. If this does, think about what you're doing in life.
September 1951, West Berlin
Chapter 3: Underwhelming Preparations
Bluefur's POV:
It has been 3 years since I had met my classmates in preschool. They were fine, but I just wasn't friends with them. The only person I spend time with was Sweetpaw, because we both focus on educational matters, and not social at all. To be fair, they will work for me eventually. Might as well treat your employees well, you know?
"Bluefur, we need to hurry up! School is about to start!" said my Mom.
"Is that really your best motivation?" I retorted as I ate breakfast.
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( - - ) [What did Stormtail raise?]
Dad chuckled as Mom slapped me.
Mom looked back at Dad and asked, "Why are you laughing, Stormtail?"
Dad responded with a grin, "I'm just thinking about Bastogne."
(Chapter 1):
"They better carry all of my genes, as your genes in a girl will not end up well." Moonflower rolled her eyes.
I finished my bowl of cereal. Normally, I would have put it in the sink, but I pretended there was still milk in the bowl to hear what argument was going to happen.
Mom refuted, arms crossed. "If I am correct, you threw water at me just to see through my clothing."
Shocked, Dad stammered and eventually muttered something into Mother's ear.
"They're old enough, and I am naturally good at sensing my surroundings." Mom smirked back.
Dad, still in shock, addressed us, "Well then… Let's go to school."
That was disappointing.
Sweetpaw's POV:
I sat on a beanbag in the corner of the room, reading Hide and Prejudice, By Jane Clawston. Rosetail and Thistleclaw were arguing about something stupid, I would bet.
(o0) [Kids these days]
The door opened and I saw Snowfur and Bluefur walk into the entrance. Snowfur walked over to Thistleclaw and Rosetail to either stop or escalate the fight, While Bluefur walked over to me and sat down. After Bluefur plopped down on another bean bag, She asked, "Any new good reads, Sweetpaw?"
"No, I just have some horror books."
Questioning, Bluefur asked, "Why horror books? You don't like them, and you're holding a Romance book, which means that you were lying."
"Bluefur. Just no."
"Sweetpaw, Bluefur, Get over here. Class started."
We walked to the table where we were assigned seats, and the teacher passed out papers.
"Listen up! We will do a play for winter break. It is Romeo and Juliet."
"Ohh!" Bluefur's teacher's pet sister perked. "I know this one! I've read it before. This is how it goes, so there's-"
"Slow down, Snowfur, Anyways, we will be auditioning for the play today. Does anybody have any questions?"
Bluefur rose her hand, and spoke, "What is it about?"
"I'll tell you later." My teacher smiled. A bit too evilly if I was asked.
The next few minuets were filled with dreadful singing and a terrible plot, but I managed to get through, until it was my turn to audition.
"Sweetpaw, Your next!"
Rosetail muttered, "You're going to be fiiiiiinee. Don't worry." as she sat down.
"Sweetpaw, please stand in front of the class, and say this poem like you mean it."
I looked down at the paper.
O Romeow, Romeow! wherefore art thou Romeow?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
I for my friends looked around the room, seeing who would notice once I failed right there and then. Rosetail was staring at me, expectantly. Thistleclaw was picking his nose, discreetly.
(- -) [Everyone can see you]
Bluefur was reading the manga in my bookbag, Dang it.
I finally decided to speak, ignoring what people would think of me. Isn't that facing your fears? I opened my mouth, and words fell out.
"O Rome…wheref….fath…..lo…...ulet." I mumbled.
"Can you say that again, Sweetpaw?" My teacher suggested.
"No."
ψ(｀∇´)ψ "SAY IT AGAIN SO THAT ALL YOUR CLASSMATES WILL LAUGH AT YOU. MUAAHAHAHAHAHA."
"No No No No No!" I ran and sat down, "Fool me once, shame on you! Fool me twice, shame on me!"
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"Kids these days…" My evil teacher shook her head disapprovingly. "Anyways I will give you a list of people you want to be, And I will chose who seems most fit from the applications. Each and every one of you will get a part!"
My classmates started to gather around their friends, and asked what parts each other were going to be. Instinctively, I scooched towards Bluefur.
"What are you going to be for the play?"
"I don't know, Why did you hide a comic book?"
[It's a Fox-dung Magna, Dumbfur]
"Because I was reading it." I spoke, gaining a gasp form Bluefur.
"Are you turning into the girls in our class!? The Horr-"
"No, obviously. Anyways," I changed the topic, "Who do you think you are going to be for the play?"
"I Dunno, What would be a good part?" Bluefur asked, Genuinely.
Knowing Bluefur hate of romance, I decided to create some chaos.
ψ(○｀ω´○)ψ [REVENGE IS NIGH]
"Rosalind is a good part. She does all the action."
"I doubt it. She must be the main character if she does the action, and the main male character will probably be Thistleclaw."
"No, She dies near the middle." I lied.
"Heroically?"
"Yup."
[This is going to be amazing!]
The next few hours slowly passed by in anticipation of the play auditions. I was almost beaming on the hilarious prank I was about to put in action. They all crowded around the teacher, and I hid behind a bean bag.
Our teacher hung the piece of paper on the wall, "These are the roles."
A few seconds pass, and a swift "Oohhhhhhh….. Mouse dung." filled the room.
"No bad language in class, Kids, or I might have to report you to your parents." Our teacher announced.
Bluefur was perplexed about why her classmates were shocked, and why her sister was appalled.
"I wonder how a love triangle with two siblings will work out." Thrushpelt asked Fuzzypelt, breaking the silence.
Then something clicked in Bluefur's head. Maybe she realized what Rosalind really does.
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"SWEETPAW!"
Well...
See you all next week!