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Chapter 6: Under the Ground
Thrushpelt's POV:
Mouse dung. The most beautiful girl in our class is training with us, and I can't get my act together. I am going to be so embarrassed. I need to sound good, and become friends with her, or else I won't get a shot with her.
"Thrushpelt, what did I say?" Goosefeather questioned, his overcoat waving behind him.
(00) [Mousedung. I am going to sound incompetent, am I?]
"Ummm…. I don't know."
Yikes.
"I said, always be aware of your surroundings, because you never know what might attack from behind. These are some lessons you should learn from me, as I was not paying attention when I was told this, and I got royally screwed when I went on my first mission. You got it?"
"Yeah.." I dismissed. Is Bluefur judging me? Does she think I am dumb?
"All right, " Goosefeather spoke, waking me up to the outside world, "do 5 laps around the training mat, and 10 sit ups, 10 push ups, and 10 squats."
"I don't think I can do that." Bluefur said.
"Why not?"
"This is my first time here." Bluefur looked down at her shoes, her hair covering her gorgeous face.
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Ugh, why do I keep thinking about her. I must not be distracted if I want to be a good agent.
Goosefeather sighed, "Okay, you do 3 laps and half of everything else, everybody else does what I told them to do, now go."
(oo;) [Thank Starclan that's over]
"Bet I'm faster." Said Fuzzypelt, dashing around the corner.
"You bet wrong." I said, sprinting after him.
He bet right. But he started earlier, so I consider that a tie.
"Take that!" Fuzzypelt spoke wearily during breaths while doing sit ups.
"Fine, fine." I muttered.
"I had my hopes on you, Thrushpelt. Why are you so disappointing?" Rosetail squatted.
"Because he started first." I responded. "I may be fast, but I'm not a superhero."
Fuzzypelt nudged me, and whispered with a grin on his face, "If you were, maybe Bluefur would like you."
"You suck." I sighed.
"But I'm a boy..." Fuzzypelt asked.
"Yeah, he knows." Rosetail rolled her eyes.
Bluefur's POV:
"Everybody, I will teach you some basic punches. If you don't know how to fight with your hands, you might as well quit."
"But I don't want to quit!" Whined Fuzzypelt "comedically".
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[… I feel bad for his parents]
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"Okay, then pay attention. Throw what you think a punch is."
I took my right arm, closed it in a fist, and threw it forwards.
"Thrushpelt, don't have your thumb out, put it under your hand."
"Okay, Goosefeather."
Hurry up, Goosefeather! I need to rest my arm!
Goosefeather rose his eyebrows when he reached Rosetail, "Rosetail, punch me as hard as you can."
Rosetail punched him, and he didn't flinch.
"Harder. If you want to hurt your enemies, you need to punch harder."
He finally walked to me, and inspected my fist, "Keep your thumb out of your hand, it makes the punch uneven, so you can't hurt them as much."
As soon as he turned around, I dropped my hand, and looked at Fuzzypelt.
Finally he moved to Fuzzypelt, and after an inspection, he just said, "Good job."
"Now, I will teach you some important combinations, but only do them if you know you can do it well."
Fuzzypelt's POV:
"Why did Goosefeather just say good job?" Thrushpelt said, wiping a sweat from his face with his sleeve as we walked towards our youth "lounge".
"I have Natural Talent." I boasted.
"Goosefeather pitied him." Rosetail whispered.
( O O) {Ohhhh. That makes much more sense}
I rolled my eyes, and whispered to Bluefur, who was studying our banter for a while, "Stick with what I say."
"Maybe Goosefeather also pitied the wallpaper in our room, as well as the rest of our group, right Bluefur?"
(OO) !
Bluefur looked like she wanted to stay out of the conversation, but before I could do anything, Rosetail threatened:
"You take that back right now, you pile of Mouse Dung, or else."
"Don't curse, Rosie Dosie."
Rosetail grabbed the nearest thing she could find, which was a book, and threw it at me. Who knew how hard books were!
"Is that the best you can do?" I taunted.
Rosetail got a metal coaster, "I don't know, let me see."
I threw my hands in the air, "Sticks and stones will break your bones, but words will crack your head."
"That's right."
"Need any help, Fuzzypelt?" Thrushpelt asked, taking out a bandage.
"Nahh."
Rosetail's POV:
"Need any help, Fuzzypelt?" Thrushpelt asked.
"Nahh." Fuzzypelt responded.
Serves him! He dare insult my wallpaper, he will pay!
Bluefur tapped me on the shoulder, "Rosetail?"
"Yes?"
"What do you do in your free time?"
"Lounge around, read, help the mechanic. You get the idea."
I sat down on a pink love couch (Couches for 2 people), and lifted my feet in the air.
"Shoes off, Rosetail." Thrushpelt commanded.
"Do I have to?" I whined.
"Yes."
"Bluefur, back me up." I asked, exploiting Thrushpelt's crush.
"Sure…." Bluefur mumbled.
Thrushpelt looked conflicted, and opened his mouth.
"Scaredy mouse, She-cat." Fuzzypelt spoke.
"Am not!" Thrushpelt defended.
"Scaredy mouse, She-cat. Scaredy mouse, She-cat!" Fuzzypelt chanted, escalating his voice.
(O (NO, I'M NOT!) O)
"Scare-"
Thrushpelt stopped objecting, and yelled, "FINE, FINE! I don't care that you have Bluefur on your side, take your shoes off, Rosetail!"
I didn't think he would do that.
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Impressive. I took my shoes off, and threw them in the corner.
"Nicely!" Demanded Thrushpelt.
"Fiiiiine." I said as I walked over to my shoes, and placed them next to the entrance door. I looked over to Fuzzypelt, who had a grin on his face. We both know that I can no longer exploit Thrushpelt with Bluefur.
(u_u) [I didn't get to exploit it properly, too]
"Off the carpet!"
I moved my shoes outside the room, and threw myself into the couch. Sheesh.
"Where was I, Bluefur?"
"You were talking about your crush." Bluefur responded factually.
I was? I didn't think I would leak out such information so soon.
I responded, "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
I looked around, trying to find a face that was hiding a smile, in order to see if Bluefur was lying or not. Fortunately, Thrushpelt was looking at his feet.
"Nice try, but you can't fool me." I smirked.
"What are you talking about?" Goosefeather asked, his overcoat hunched over him. Seriously, is that his only article of clothing?
"Crushes." Fuzzypelt answered quickly.
"You shouldn't disclose that information at your age, As my best friend when I was young always teased me about my crush." Goosefeather advised us.
"Who was your crush?" Fuzzypelt asked in classic Fuzzypelt manner.
"A hot girl I met in grade school. She was fierce, intelligent, and fun."
Fuzzypelt turned to me, "Rosetail, your hot, right?"
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[This is a joke, right?]
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"Rosetail's your girlfriend, not mine." Goosefeather teased.
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[Right?]
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"No, Rosetail's too hot for me." Fuzzypelt responded.
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[Well that's true, but first, WHAT JUST HAPPENED]
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A hand moved to close my jaw, which was hanging open. I noticed it was Bluefur, and thanked her non-verbally. I then quickly excused myself to the bathroom.
Once there, I stared at the floor. What just happened. I kicked the wall, seeing if I was still awake.
Owwww. Yup, I was.
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Suddenly, everything started spinning, and I was thrown to the wall.
[What is going on! This isn't supposed to happen!] (O O)
Eventually, The room stopped spinning, and I stumbled out of the door and fell on the carpet. A couple nearby looked at me, and the man quickly called for the manager.
"Are you alright, honey?" The lady said.
"I'm fine."
"Rosetail, are you okay?" The bookstore owner said
"Yes, I just need to go to the bathroom."
He leaned closer to me, and whispered, "Are you being treated fine with the other agents?"
"Yes." I responded, "I'm going back to the bathroom."
Thrushpelt's POV:
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom." Rosetail quickly said, running down the hall.
As soon as she left, Fuzzypelt started to crack up, and after a few moments, everyone, including Bluefur and Goosefeather, was on the floor laughing.
I spoke after a while, "We shouldn't have done that."
"She will figure out eventually this was a prank. It wasn't that harmful, and It was super funny. Even you are still smiling! Lighten up!" Fuzzypelt explained with hand gestures.
"Let Fuzzypelt be Fuzzypelt. He just admitted his love for Rosetail." Bluefur joked.
Fuzzypelt rolled his eyes, "Very funny."
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Goosefeather mentioned to us, "It's 5. You should probably go home. You can eat dinner here though, we have some killer Fish and Chips.
( ^^) {After all, I made them!}
{…} (- -;)
Granted, It was my mentor's recipe, but it still works."
"I'll stay." I responded, "Fish and Chips are the best food in the world!"
"As will I." Fuzzypelt chose.
"What about you Bluefur?" Goosefeather asked her.
"Can I take some for the go? I have to eat with my family." Bluefur, beautiful as ever, sheepishly answered.
"Okay, good night." Goosefeather waved, discarding his overcoat.
"Good night." Fuzzypelt said.
"Good night, Bluefur." I managed.
"Night." Bluefur walked towards the exit.
"Sorry, what did I miss?" Rosetail walked into the room, avoiding Fuzzypelt.
"Nothing much." Bluefur patted her as she exited.
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"Want to have dinner with us?" I asked Rosetail.
So yeah, Thanks for reading, two people who actually keep up with this! From now on, It will be weakly chapters. Bye!