Author's Note- Now it's time for Dustpelt's lesson at 3pm! But what's this? Has he been on catnip!?

Special thank you to dragroar for giving such a positive review to my last one-shot, When Firestar Got Bored, I suggest you read it too.

Disclaimer- Yeah, I don't own warriors, the highway code, or Volvo, but my dad owns a red Volvo called Nemo. WOO GO NEMO!

Disclaimer 2- I don't own Finding Nemo either.

Disclaimer 3- I don't own Red Dwarf as well, but if you're a fan, see if you can spot the quote in the story.

DUSTPELT'S LESSON

Millie smiled. It was almost 3pm and time for Dustpelt's first lesson. Dustpelt was a sensible cat. She had only just recovered from Firestar's lesson an hour before. There had almost been a big crash. She shuddered at thinking about it. Thank goodness for airbags.

Dustpelt was walking over to her. It was only then that she noticed something a bit odd about him. He was wandering all over the camp en-route to her and his eyes had a dazed expression. Suddenly he gave a cry of,

"Whoop! Whoop! I'm Mr. Teapot!" and raced over and into the monster. Millie cried out and lunged after him, only just managing to grab onto the door handle before he'd slammed his foot onto the accelerator and set the monster speeding off through the forest.

Millie cursed. Firestar must have forgotten to put the handbrake back on and switch the engine off.

Drat! Why had she had to make an emergency toilet brake and leave their leader to park on his own?!

Millie was just able to peer through the side window and saw that Dustpelt was pressing every button on the dashboard. Suddenly, the window came down when he pressed a button on the driver's door. Millie took the opportunity and scrambled inside. Her tail only just made it before he shut the window again.

"STOP! THE! MONSTER!" she panted, trying to scream.

Dustpelt merely looked at her and meowed,

"Whoops? Where's my thribble?!"

Millie had lost her patience. She growled and smacked him round the face. Then, when he just said…

"I'll have a haddock please!"

…she kicked him into the door and grabbed the wheel. She swerved to avoid a tree and then slammed her foot on the brake. Dustpelt flew through the monster and splatted onto the back window. Millie winced. He would have to see Leafpool later. The monster had slowed and Millie safely drove it back to the clearing near the camp where it was kept.

She got out of her seat and peeled Dustpelt off the window. He groaned and meowed,

"I'm sorry Mrs Trumpet. I didn't mean to do the Macarena!"

Millie gritted her teeth and dragged him back to camp. Remembering to switch off the engine and put on the handbrake as she left.

She would be having serious words with him when he came off the catnip. She had recognized the symptoms.

It was then that Millie looked at her watch and groaned. Next up was Cinderpaw!