Instructions: Write about a Mary-sue or Gary-stu about one day of their life.
Petalwhisker got up early. Super early in fact. Earlier than any of her clanmates.
She walked outside her den, and shook out her long silver fur, so that the sun caught it. Her bright green eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
Petalwhisker was very pretty, and all the toms in the clan fell madly in love with her. Even all the toms in other clans loved her.
How could they not love her? She was kind, thoughtful, courageous, pretty, an excellent hunter, the best fighter, and not to mention, totally modest about all her traits.
Petalwhisker decided to go hunting for the clan.
Petalwhisker hopped around in the meadow and caught ten rabbits because she was perfect. She caught twenty mice, and even though that was more than enough prey the feed her clan, she continued to catch more, to further prove she was the best at everything.
Suddenly, with her super-powered hearing, Petalwhisker heard an upcoming patrol from a rival clan!
Petalwhisker ran fast as lightning (Literally because she was really fast) back to camp to warn everyone.
But when she got there, she was to late. The rival clan was attacking!
"Why are you doing this!" cried Petalwhisker
"Because this story is boring and we want something interesting to happen," said the rival clans evil leader, Evilstar "We also need the plot to progress, and we don't like you for some reason."
Luckily, Petalwhisker was a good fighter. She killed all the rival clan cats.
"Wow Petalwhisker!" said the leader "You saved us! Even though I should ban you for breaking the Warrior Code and killing unnecessarily, I will name you deputy since the last one was conveniently killed in battle."
"I am sad that the former deputy that isn't important enough to have a name is dead, but I will gladly take the burden of being deputy," said Petalwhisker "Though if we're being honest, I'll probably be perfect at being deputy, because I'm perfect at every thing. Now it is time for you to die for the sake of me being leader."
"Well it just so happens that I have a very deadly case of greencough, and am on my last life," said the leader, who conveniently died at that moment.
Petalwhisker went to Moonstone and got lives for perfection, beauty, strength, speed, love, bravery, wisdom, caring, and overall mary-sueness.
She went back to her camp, choose a tom out of her many admirers to be her mate, and had lots of little Mary-Sue kits, who were as perfect as she was.
She died, got reborn, became leader again, and became immortal.
The End.
"And that kits, is the most unrealistic story I can think of," the elder said, as she finished her story
"Wow," said one of the kits "Petalwhisker's life sounds perfect!"
"A little to perfect..." said the other kit "Why is that?"
"Because that is the way of the Mary-Sues," said the elder