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Within minds is where I hide,

Though often I am hard to find.

I am what you get when you

Find the answer to a clue.

In the beginning of a riddle,

And in the middle of the end,

Find the answer to this question,

And a reward will be at hand.

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Chapter Ten:

Breaking the Fourth Wall(?)

Jayfeather picked through the sparse catnip supply. It was so small, and it was the middle of winter! Greencough could come at any moment! This was all StarClan's fault!

But of course, Bramblestar won't think that… he'll try to blame it all on someone else….

As it was, the blind medicine cat was correct. Up in the leaders' den, Bramblestar was scheming up the biggest lie any cat could imagine. And he was just giving the finishing touches.

After a few heartbeats (more like one hundred, but cats don't know of such numbers), he had completed the plan. He stood and gave a quick grooming, knowing a leader should always look presentable, and padded out onto the Highledge. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" He yowled.

Immediately, cats filed out of their dens. They all looked rather grouchy.

Once the had all gathered, Bramblestar let his gaze roam over them for a moment. He fixed his gaze on the elders, then flicked his tail at them dismissively. "You go back to your den. You're too old to catch you own prey."

The elders, though confused, obeyed without complaint. Once they were in their den, Bramblestar cleared his throat.

"Alright, everyone. After much gathering of information, I have found out this; you all think that StarClan is the reason for our lack of catnip, correct?"

The cats below all hissed and yowled their agreement.

"Well, through my information-gathering, I have found that it is not their fault. As it turns out, we are in something that was created by Twolegs; its called a 'book.' Inside theses things called 'books' is a story, and we are in one of those stories. The story is called 'Warriors,' its about all the Clans, but our Clan is the main one. The Twolegs who wrote this story are called 'Erin Hunter,' there's more than one of them, five or six, I think, but they're using one name. And since they're the ones who wrote this story, it's their fault we don't have enough catnip!"

The cats in the clearing hissed in outrage. One of them yowled, "Let's go force those Erinhunters to give us catnip!"

Bramblestar waited for them to all calm down, before speaking again. "Yes, we will do that. But I'm afraid that first, we must make the plans, and figure out how to get out of the 'book' that we're in."

All the cats were silent for a moment after this statement. Then one of them started slowly speaking.

"How about… we go as high as we can, and jump out of the book?"

Bramblestar shook his head. "That won't work. I will hold another meeting for it this evening, but until then, try to gather ideas. We'll need them." With that, he flicked his tail to signal that the meeting was over and jumped down the tumble of rocks. All the cats started to throw out random ideas, but Bramblestar payed no attention to them. He would hear everything that everyone had to say later in the evening meeting.

After calling out for the meeting to start ("Let all cats with an idea for getting out of the 'book' that we're in gather beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!"), Bramblestar sat down and wrapped his tail around his legs. He new that he was going to be given the title of 'Worst ThunderClan Leader Ever' once this was all over, and the cats would go back to blaming StarClan, but at least this was a way to occupy the Clan's minds and give them hope. Er… false hope.

Once everyone had gathered, Bramblestar spoke. "I will start idea-gathering from oldest to youngest. Elders first!"

Purdy stepped forward. "I propose that we overwhelm the story we're in with so many stories of our own that it explodes!"

Bramblestar flicked his tail. "I will keep that one in mind, Purdy. Sandstorm, you next."

Sandstorm practically ran forward. "We could kill ourselves with deathberries so we can have everlasting peace in StarClan with Firest- I mean, all our ancestors!"

All the cats stared. "Ah… no. No, that… just… absolutely not."

Sandstorm's tail drooped and her ears flattened on her head sadly. She then dragged herself back into the elders' den, allowing Graystripe to step forward.

"Personally, I agree with Sandstorm. My best friend is in StarClan, my mate is in StarClan, my daughter is in StarClan, and who knows what other cats related to me, are in StarClan. There is no point to life anymore."

More cats stared. "Same as before. No."

Repeating what Sandstorm did, Graystripe dragged his tail into his den.

"Alright… senior warriors! Any ideas that aren't either totally useless or ridiculous?"

And so, the ideas went on and on. It seemed that the entire Clan had ideas for getting out of the story. When they came to Jayfeather, that tail of thought was broken.

"I say we all go to the Moonpool and get catnip from StarClan!"

"Um, I don't think that will work, Jayfeather. If we visit StarClan through dreams, I don't think it'll be possible to get herbs the same way. Or fresh-kill, for that matter."

Jayfeather flattened his ears and growled. "Fine, fine. Don't listen to your medicine cat."

"No, we won't."

Jayfeather glared as he padded back to the medicine cat den. "I'm not staying to hear any more of these ridiculous ideas!"

There was a ringing silence in the air as soon as the sound of Jayfeathers pawsteps stopped, then everyone turned their attention back to Bramblestar.

"Well… now that that's over, who else has an idea?"

It was moonhigh by the time they finished the gathering of ideas. Bramblestar decided he would choose tomorrow.

As he was settling into his nest, a wave of drowsiness- the size of one from the sundrown place -overtook him, and he fell asleep in an uncomfortable position.

He woke up in a bright meadow, like cats usually do when they wake up in StarClan. Looking around, he saw that just about every cat in StarClan was there.

"Uh… hello."

They all glared at him.

"Um…"

"Why in our name did you make up that giant lie? Now the Clan will hate you when they find out, and force you to not be leader anymore! We'll have wasted all those nine lives on you."

"Well, you see, I just thought-"

"-Thought that it would make us and them happy, because then the blame for the lack of catnip wouldn't be on all of StarClan! Well, we would prefer that the Clan leader didn't cook- whatever cooking is -up gigantic lies just to let his Clan down in the end. You should know all about harmful lies."

"Oh… well… what should I do then?"

"Tell the Clan that that lie of yours was a giant joke for a Twoleg holiday called 'April Fools.' Now, wake up!" The cat speaking slapped him, and Bramblestar was suddenly back in his nest. Still in the uncomfortable position.

Feeling stiff, Bramblestar stood and stretched. It was time to practically give up his leadership.

He padded out of the den and sat on the Highledge. "Let all cats in ThunderClan gather beneath the Highledge for the third Clan meeting in two days to hear what I have to say about the book we're in!"

The cats appeared in the clearing faster than the fastest WindClan cat, murmuring excitedly. Bramblestar flicked his tail for silence, which came in a millisecond.

"You all know about the whole 'us in a story thing.'"

The cats below all agreed in their own excited manners (Jumping five feet into the air, whisper/yowling, fainting and waking back up again in two seconds, etc.).

"Well, that was all a joke I made for a Twoleg holiday called 'April fools.' I don't know what a holiday or an April is, but I do know that the 'holiday' that I made the joke for was a day on which you make jokes and stuff."

"So… StarClan really is to blame?"

Bramblestar didn't want to put the blame on StarClan, so he just said, "Uh…"

Everyone stared. And stared. And stared.

Eventually, the staring turned into a giant staring contest (Bramblestar vs. the rest of ThunderClan). It was not intended to, but it lasted forever, because everyone froze. Forever unable to close their eyes.

And little did they know, that Bramblestar accidentally broke the fourth wall. Sort of.

Ta-da! I'm not so sure that it was as funny as any of the other chapters, but it was still a bit funny! It was fun to write. Sorry for it's shortness and it's rushed-ness.

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