In Shadowclan, it was CRAZY. Missiles were raining down from the sky (see chapter one), RiverClan had flown a jet plane into the leader's den, and Mintfur, Duskfur and Shadepaw were parachuting down from it, firing laser rifles at the dens, and ShadowClan retaliated with Star Wars blasters (I have no idea how they got all of those, but it must've been pretty weird.) Tawnypelt was backing and running over the fresh-kill pile over, and over, and over with a pickup truck. (I don't know where she got that either.)
Someone had rigged a disco ball in the leader's den as well as a LOT of airhorns. (The clans REALLY like airhorns for some reason) Stonetooth and Dawnpelt were facing off with lightsabers, and yelling stupid things like: "Use the force, Mickey Mouse!" and stuff like that. A powerful wind whipped up and drew the attention of all the ShadowClan and RiverClan warriors. Then Tawnypelt fell out of the pickup truck and someone ran her over. The clan held a funeral, but instead of burying her, they kept on making dirt on her body until it looked like she was buried. Suddenly, all the missiles froze in midair, and the wind increased in intensity. Cats could hear caterwauling from RiverClan, and were scrambling towards the dens. The kits cried out, queens rushed to try to help them. Warriors yelled: "Hit the deck!" Apprentices yelled: "What's a deck!?"
The wind whipped up and suddenly, all the hindquarters in the ShadowClan camp were blown out of the camp and onto the moor. Some cats began to chase them, but came to no avail, as they fell asleep as soon as they left camp. All of the ShadowClan hindquarters suddenly regenerated, so everything was fine. No one except for Rowanstar spoke. He mewed, SWEAR ALERT! "What the BLEEEPING HELL JUST HAPPENED?" No one knew so they fell asleep randomly. Happy days.
Alright, that's ShadowClan! Coming up next... Y'know, I'm not gonna tell! NYEH HEH HEH!