I'm On time again!

Disclaimer: I do not own warriors, or any of these characters. The only thing I own is the plot.

Also, Terrible fight scene ahead. And Terrible Fluff ahead.

Sue me.

Continued:

Chapter 11: Abroad problems

Crookedjaw's POV:

"I chose Crookedjaw." Dad said, pointing the gun at Rainflower.

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( ง ᵒ̌皿ᵒ̌)ง⁼³₌₃ {Then get ready to die}

Rainflower lunged at Bluefur. Bluefur skillfully dodged right as Dad charged into Rainflower. I grab my concealed metal rod, and hit Rainflower's leg.

[Oww! You and you conceited girlfriend will pay!] (つ○･｀Д´･○)つ¤=[]:::::::

Rainflower threw the knife at me. Bluefur threw me to the ground, and the knife hit the picture on the wall.

{What is going on in here?!} ＼(o o)ノ !

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Ｏ(○｀_´○)乂(｀_´ )Ｏ

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"My Ex-husband attacked me because of it!" Rainflower said, meleeing with my dad.

(°o°:))!

"You piece of mouse dung!" Oakheart said. Realizing that he had no chance against my dad, he turned to Bluefur, who was helping me up.

"Your mother is lying." Bluefur said, sanguine.

─=≡Σ(([ ⊐•̀⌂•́]⊐ {I believe my mother more than my brother's girlfriend!}

Bluefur triped Oakheart, and jumped on him, and the two began grappling on the floor.

"Crookedjaw!" Bluefur yelled over the fighting. "Get My Dad! He's in the car outside."

"Got it!" I yelled running out the door.

I ran to the car and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a brunette man eyes widened. After a moment, he asked, "What do you want me for?"

"Help your daughter fight off my Rainflower." I said, out of breath.

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Bluefur's father got his umbrella, and walked into the house.

I ran after him. I heard a faint siren before it was drowned out by the sound of fighting.

As I ran inside, I saw that Oakheart had Bluefur struggling to escape a forearm choke.

"DONT TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!" Bluefur's dad yelled, as he grabbed Oakheart off Bluefur and threw him at my mother.

( ◣д◢)ノ彡( o°o)

"Dad!" Bluefur said, relieved.

"No time to talk, let's kick some butt." Bluefur's Dad spat, which gave me some shivers.

Rainflower and my Dad stopped fighting, as Bluefur's Dad walked towards them. He rolled up his sleeve.

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{Thank you so much! Please help me from my abusive husband!} (/□＼*)・゜

(;｀O´)o {Woah! She's the abusive one here! She hates my poor son!}

"Be quiet. Bluefur, Who is the bad guy." Bluefur's dad said.

"The mother." Bluefur responded.

"WHAT!" Rainflower said, "I'm the good guy!"

"I trust my daughter." Bluefur's dad said.

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"British vermin." Rainflower scowled.

Bluefur's dad grabbed the wrong end of the umbrella, and used the hook to pull Rainflower's legs from under her.

"AHHH" Rainflower screamed, as she landed with a thud.

I got ready to fight her once she got up again, but she stayed on the floor groaning.

I got closer to her, and she didn't notice my presence. An idea popped into my mind:

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"Enjoy scoliosis, Fox-heart." I said, kicking her side with all my force.

Bluefur's POV:

"Poor kid." Dad said, starting up the engine, "His mother is a real Frog-Face."

"You mean Fox-heart?" I asked.

"We have stopped fighting, You can't say any more curse words, Bluey. You know better."

As we drove to an intersection, two policemen pulled us over.

"Sir, We are the Police. We have heard screams from the Shellheart manor. We would require you to go to our interrogation room for questioning." The first man said.

"I would prefer to go home and have dinner." Dad retorted.

"We all would, Sir." The second constable sighed. "But we need you to follow us. We will do it by force if necessary. Identification please."

Dad leaned closer and opened his wallet, and the second policeman inspected it.

"I see... I can let you go, but you will need to come to a court case, if one of the victims decides to sue."

"I understand." Dad responded.

They stepped out of the way, and Dad rolled down the street back to our house.

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"Number one," Dad said once the cops were out of hearing distance, " tell me if you have a boyfriend first."

"He's not my boyfriend, Dad." I groaned.

"Fine, 'special friend'." Dad mocked.

"Shut up." I reacted.

"You know, your mother liked the name Whitestorm very much." Dad grined, repeating the story me and my sister have heard countless times.

"Dad." I warned.

"Okay, " Dad changed the topic, "do you know the other boy that defended his mother?"

"Oakheart, the supreme tosser?" I said.

I just heard him mutter, "I'm from Britain, and I don't know what tosser means."

"I don't know your classmates." Dad said, turning left. "But anyways, he looked a bit weary of you. Why?"

I thought back to my first gathering:

(Chapter 8):

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"FOR ROSETAIL"

CRACK

"I don't know why." I said.

"Well that's interesting." Dad remarked.

I unlocked the door, and saw Snowfur cuddled up with Thistleclaw on the couch, the TV still on.

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THE FO-

Dad apparently had the same reaction.

"GET THE FOX-DUNG OFF MY DAUGHTER, YOU MAGGOT!"

Snowfur and Thistleclaw jolted awake.

Snowfur was the quicker one to react. "Dad! It's not like that!"

"You, get out." Dad said sternly to Thistleclaw.

"Yes sir, let me get my scooter first." Thistleclaw hurried.

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"Hurry, wanker." Dad said, losing his patience.

Thistleclaw grabbed his stuff, and rushed out the door.

"Bluefur, go to Rosetail's house or something, just stay away from Thistleclaw and leave me and Snowfur to have a little talk. Come back in 30 minutes."

First of all, Rosetail was Thistleclaw's sister.

Second, I was going to stay away from Thistleclaw from the beginning.

Third, Snowfur and I

Fourth, 30 minutes? That's a lot of time. That would probably be longer than the time I spent at Crookedjaw's.

However, Dad was steaming furious, so I decided to just do what he says.

I saw Thistleclaw in the hallway, dragging his scooter with him. I kinda felt bad for him, but he was making advances towards my sister…

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The good part in me decided I might as well help, so I took some of his books and handed it to him. He looked so scared that I almost pitied him.

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I said almost. I'm not growing soft, right?

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"Thanks." Thistleclaw muttered, still shocked from the encounter.

"My dad said to go away, so that he could have a 'talk.' Mind if I stay for a while at Rosetail's house?"

"Sure." Thistleclaw said.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.

"You already did." Thistleclaw joked, unenthusiastically.

You're running low on my pity counter.

"How did you end up sleeping with my sister?"

"Woah, Woah. You make it seem bad and dirty!" Thistleclaw backed away a bit.

"It's true." I responded.

"No it isn't!" He defended.

"Then what happened?" I questioned, crossing my arms and tapping my foot.

"Wellll, At 5-ish, Snowfur called me…

"Thistleclaw! It's your girlfriend!" Rosetail howled.

"Okay!" I said, turning off the radio.

I took our ancient phone.

"Hey Snowfur!" I said, enthusiastically.

"So…" Snowfur responded. Was there a twinge of regret in her voice? "I just want you to know you are a good person. And I never regretted meeting you. Have a good life."

"You too!" I said back.

That was weird.

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Wait.

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Oh FOX-DUNG.

"Dad! I need to save somebody!" I shouted, taking my scooter from the wall.

"Save who?" I heard before I rushed out the door.

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I quickly ran up the Apartment stairs, and took the key hidden on the casing of the door. As I was opening the door, I could distinctly hear I love lucy on the TV.

I walked into the Snowfur-less Apartment.

When I walked into Snowfur's room, I saw her hanging on a noose.

"WHAT" I shouted.

"Just kidding. Snowfur's still alive." Thistleclaw joked.

(╬ Ò д Ó) {THIS IS NOT TIME FOR JOKES! YOU'RE RUINING THE TENSION!}

When I walked into the house, I saw Snowfur signing a note on the couch table. I quickly realized how serious she was about doing this.

"Snowfur." I said, looking at the pistol in her hand. "You don't have to do this."

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Snowfur looked at my eyes, and sighed. "I didn't think you would be here. I should have done it sooner to protect you. You don't want to witness this."

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"Snowfur." I said.

"I realized I have no reason to live anymore." She said, tearing up. "My mom's dead. My dad's doesn't care about me. My sister hates me. I am just a burden. Nobody loves me."

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"I love you." I inched forwards.

"Find yourself a better girl." Snowfur cried.

"I can't anybody better than you." I could see her pain through her eyes.

This was the first time I saw usual jovial Snowfur shattered.

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"Go. I don't want to hurt you." She said, holding up her empty hand.

"Take me with you." I pushed her hand away.

"No." She managed.

"Please." I said, pointing the gun at me.

"Get back." she said, trying to turn the gun.

She pulled the trigger.

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I froze, Blood leaked out of my hand.

"No." Snowfur whimpered.

The bullet lodged itself in the wall

"Snowfur. You are the most precious thing to me. Please don't leave me." I hugged, holding back the pain.

"I'm sorry." She wiped away her tears.

"Please don't." I said again.

She put her gun on the side of her face. I closed my eyes.

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A moment passed, and I took this as a sign that she was doubting suicide.

I gently gripped her wrist, and pulled the gun out of her hands, which she did not resist.

I set the gun down on the couch, and hugged the sobbing Snowfur.

'It's okay, I will always love you." I murmured to her.

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After a few more seconds of me comforting her, and her crying, Snowfur whispered back.

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"I love you too."

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We cuddled together for a few more minutes, until Snowfur started to snore quietly.

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She was so cute when sleeping.

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I loosened the embrace, but she pulled me closer, muttering something. Not wanting to disturb her, I pulled her closer, and after some time of watching her snoring peacefully, I fell to sleep.

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Next chapter next Sunday.

Bye!