Sanstorm walked around randomly. She thought about the toaster pastries she found in the forest. Should she have gotten the toaster pastries and brought it back? No, of course not. Firestar would kill her! Of course, it did smell good... NO! "NO!" Sandstorm yelled to no one. She quickly tensed up. Firestar stared at her with concern.
"Are you okay?" he asked her, confused.
"Uh..."
Firestar looked at Sandstorm, awaiting an answer. Sandstorm decided that it wouldn't hurt to show him.
"Okay. Come with me."
Sandstorm and Firestar finally reached their destination. "Here it is..." Sandstorm said. Firestar stared at the strange silver object.
"...What is it?" Firestar asked, eyes still locked on the object.
"Its called a "toaster pastries"." Sandstorm said.
Firestar looked at the toaster pastries.
Sandstorm went into panic mode. "Oh no, Firestar!" she shrieked. She scratched the package. It didn't fight back. She looked back at Firestar. He was still mesmerized. "GIVE BACK FIRESTAR!" she shrieked, clawing the package over and over. She looked up and saw all of ThunderClan staring at her. Apparently her crazed shrieking had She stared back, embarrassed.
"Whats this about?" Yellowfang asked.
Sandstorm took a deep breath and started speaking very quickly, even though she knew she was sounding crazy.
"THISCRAZYSILVERTHINGTOOKFIRE STARSSOULANDNOWHESSTARTINGIN TOSPACEANDITHASTHISMAGICALPO WERANDIMREALLYSCAAAARED!"
Yellowfang comforted Sandstorm to the best of her ability. "Relax, it's probably just another Twoleg thing. Right, Cinderpaw? Cinderpaw? CINDERPAW?!"
Cinderpaw had joined Firestar in gazing at the silver object.
"NOOOO!" Yellowfang screamed. She started clawing the toaster pastries, and Sandstorm joined in. Finally, the package fell apart to reveal a beige square with pink goop on it and tiny red rocks. The whole clan stared at it in awe.
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