Hi again!

Thanks so much to Echotrail and Cloudbreeze for reviewing, and thanks to Cloudbreeze for also favoriting and following! I'm not sure if I like this chapter as much as the previous one, but here it is. I don't own Warriors by the way, I just 3 it ;).

"I'M NEVER THAT FAR, NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE, AND BABY WE CAN MAKE THIS COME TRUUUUEE. WE'LL DO IT OUR WAY, NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY, CAUSE NO ONE ELSE CAN DO IT FOR YO-O-OU!" Twilightpaw and Spiritpaw sang.

All the other apprentices were staring at them. "What in StarClan are you guys singing?" Dramapaw asked finally.

"Oh, we're singing the SalmonCat theme song! SalmonCat is this totally awesome show we watched on an illegal pirated website! Whatever that means." Twilightpaw meowed excitedly.

Shiningpaw looked at her oddly. "But, well, we don't have any web browsers. Like we discussed last time?"

Twilightpaw widened her eyes. "We don't?" she asked, tears starting to pool in her eyes again. "Oh. Then I don't know how we watched it. Somehow…. we just DID."

"Okaaayyy then," Owlpaw mewed. "So, should we call roll now?"

"No, I can see that everyone's here," Shiningpaw meowed. "I'm going to go turn on the music." She scampered up the tree and pressed with her paw (*drum roll please*) THE HIDDEN BUTTON IN THE OAK TREE THAT FOR SOME REASON THE MOUSEBRAINED LEADERS NEVER SEE.

The big silver disco ball was lowered back through the leaves, and "Leaders" began to play.

"Yay, I love this song!" Silentpaw squealed happily, dancing around the tree roots. "AND EVERYBODY'S LIKE CRYSTAL MAYBACH STARLIGHT ON YOUR FRESH-KILL, SUNSHINE ISLANDS LONERS WITH A SIDE OF DILL, WE DON'T CARE… WE'RE TRAINING WITH DEAD CATS IN OUR DREAMS. BUT EVERYBODY'S LIKE CRYSTAL MAYBACH STARLIGHT ON YOUR FRESH-KILL, SUNSHINE ISLANDS LONERS WITH A SIDE OF DILL, WE DON'T CARE….. WE AREN'T CAUGHT UP WITH YOUR LOVE AFFAIR."

The other apprentices joined in for the chorus, singing badly enough that a thrush fell out of a tree, dead. "AND WE'LL NEVER BE LEADERS, LEADERS, IT DON'T RUN IN OUR BLOOD. THAT KIND OF WORK JUST AIN'T FOR US. WE CRAVE A DIFFERENT KIND OF BUZZ. LET ME BE YOUR RULER, RULER, YOU CAN CALL ME QUEEN B. AND BABY I'LL RULE, I'LL RULE, I'LL RULE, I'LL RULE… LET ME LIVE THAT FANTASY."

"Ooh, free thrush!" Stripedpaw meowed, and dashed over to the dead of bird. He started ripping it into neat bites and gobbling them down, while the others watched in disgust.

"Eww, crow-food," Dramapaw said, making a face. "That's nasty."

Stripedpaw looked up. "It's only been dead for two seconds. It's not crow-food!"

"You didn't kill it. That makes it crow-food." Silentpaw pointed out.

"But crow-food is rotten," Burntpaw argued. "That thrush wasn't rotten."

"Does it matter?" Spiritpaw asked. "If he dies, good riddance."

"HEY!" Stripedpaw yowled.

"Alright, this is ridiculous," Owlpaw meowed, as Shiningpaw nodded in agreement.

"She's right. Hey, let's go back inside the tree!" she suggested, blue eyes sparkling.

"What if we get lost underground again?" Silentpaw asked.

"Then we will die and the clans will always wonder what happened to us. Now let's go!" Twilightpaw meowed, and dashed off towards the Great Oak. The other apprentices followed her, as she ran straight toward the trunk. Just as she was about the crash into the tree, she swerved and skidded through a small hole, just big enough for an apprentice to fit in, hidden in the shadows by the tree roots. They followed her in, Shiningpaw leading the way and Burntpaw bringing up the rear, creeping through the shadows of the tight tunnel.

"OMSC, this is JUST like when Klutzpaw and Pixiepaw had to go save Bloodpaw from that evil Clan, SecretClan, and they had to go underground to get to their camp," Twilightpaw squealed suddenly.

"OMSC, you're right! TOTALLY awesome!" Dramapaw mewed excitedly. "But it's still totally creepy."

"Come on, it's not THAT bad," Owlpaw meowed. "Besides, we always find the coolest stuff down here. Remember last time, when we found that room with starlight dancing through it even though there wasn't any light or anything? And the floor was as slick as ice? We had the BEST games of preystone there."

"Yeah, that was FUN!" Silentpaw remarked in remembrance. "I wonder what we'll find this time? As long as we can find our wait out…." She shuddered.

"Look! It's opening into a cave!" Twilightpaw yowled. All of the apprentices stared at the opening for a minute.

"It's really dark in there…. Even darker than it is now." Shiningpaw pointed out.

"I'll go check, and let you guys know if we should go in or run for our lives," Dramapaw suggested, and without waiting for an answer, pushed past the others and padded into the cavern.

"If she doesn't come back, do you think I can have her mentor? 'Cause Strikingclaw is a waaayy better fighter than Swallowflight," Silentpaw wondered. "Plus, she's the deputy."

Suddenly, Dramapaw shot out of the darkness, her blue eyes wide and her tail bushed up with fear. "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" She screeched, shooting past the other apprentices to dash down the tunnel, scraping her claws on the walls. Instantly everyone panicked, shoving each other and clawing their way through to flee from the tunnels. Finally, all the apprentices had skidded out of the opening by the roots, and lay panting on the grass.

"What…..what was it?" Shiningpaw asked, her sides heaving. Dramapaw had her eyes closed as she panted heavily. "I… I walked in, and pushed my way through some vines," she meowed, before her voice broke.

By now they were all staring at her in horror. "And?" Owlpaw finally asked, her eyes wide.

Dramapaw lay there for another moment before she meowed again. "And, they were playing….." The dusky she-cat screwed up her eyes in horror. "Justpaw Beaver."

Groans ran around the clearing. "Aww, come on! You made us RUN through all those tunnels just because they were playing a song?" Stripedpaw complained.

Dramapaw started laughing maniacally. "Actually it was just a big empty space, but I was bored so I made something up."

Seven very angry pairs of eyes fixated themselves on Dramapaw. "You did WHAT exactly?" Spiritpaw demanded, her tone dangerously soft. She laughed nervously.

"Oh, look at the moon! We better go, NOW, before we get caught. Must've been down in those tunnels for a long time, you're welcome! If it weren't for me, we'd still be down there and we'd probably be late. Alright, let's go, bye!" Dramapaw yowled behind her as she dashed towards SunnyClan's camp. "See you all next TIIIIIIMMMMEEEE!"

Twilightpaw turned to the others, her violet eyes gleaming mischievously. "Next time, we make her pay, alright?"

"Good idea," "Sure," "Fun!" Nice plan," The others chorused. Then Silentpaw looked up at the sky. "Foxdung, Dramapaw was right! We really better go!" she meowed, gesturing at the moon with her tail. "Plot at the Gathering tomorrow night!" They quickly raced off towards their camps, leaving the wind to straighten the grass that was flattened down into the shapes of cats.