I just want to mention quickly that this chapter is slightly based off the first book of the third series, The Sight.
I would also like to mention that in the last chapter, Jaypaw made a comment on how Firestar's painting was crooked. However, I never said Jaypaw was wearing glasses. My mistake, if any of you noticed.
St. Patrick's Day
Jaypaw tossed and turned, having extremely strange dreams. They had been happening for the past moon or so, and had ceased to stop since then. But now, he was dreaming of something slightly different.
He glanced around the lush and green landscape, and decided it was almost too happy. So he wondered around until it suddenly ended, the land beyond covered in bare trees and dying undergrowth. This would certainly be interesting.
As he entered, he realized that he could see. Complete confusion followed until a stranger moved in the mist. "Come Closer..." A voice hissed, unseen.
Jaypaw paid it little attention. After coming to the conclusion that this was a dream, and he somehow ended up in StarClan, he was now studying a map of StarClan that he had stolen from Leafpool. "Let me see," He muttered to himself. "I don't appear to be on this map. If I had appeared here, by this pointy rock, and had turned left before turning left again at the strange tree. Then turned right at the river, I should be somewhere here." His claw pointed at a place marked; Dark forest territory. Do not enter.
"Apparently I shouldn't be here." Jaypaw muttered to himself.
"Hey!" Growled the strange voice. "Are you even listening to me?!"
"Oh, hi." Jaypaw greeted, not really paying attention, and instead taking pictures with his ipod. "This will be a hit on Warrior's Wiki. All my friends will see and we'll have a party for no reason." Then he realized that he had heard someone talking. "Did you say something?" He asked Hawkfrost.
"YES!" He screeched. He picked up a random chair and through it at a tree, then calmed down, regaining his evil look. "I have something to offer you."
"Sorry." Apologized Jaypaw. "But my fake mom always told me not to accept things from strangers.
"Well, we are not strangers." Corrected Tigerstar, suddenly appearing. "We are salesmen. This is my apprentice or son, if you will, Hawkfrost. And my name is Tigerstar. I hope you've had a pleasant day in the Dark Forest."
"I've only been here for about five minutes. So what are you selling?" Jaypaw asked curiously.
"A chance!" Exclaimed Tigerstar.
"To win the lottery?" Questioned Jaypaw.
"No!" Tigerstar scowled. "To become a great warrior! One better than what Brightheart could have made you! She was a sucky mentor!"
"She was never my mentor." Corrected Jaypaw. "I trained under Leafpool because I had a dream telling me to do so. So now I've become one of the greatest medicine cats, though I still want to be a warrior but that will never happen."
Hawkfrost blinked, trying to proses what Jaypaw had just said.
But Tigerstar had already recovered. "So do you want to train under my command and become the best warrior ever?"
"Will I win the lottery?" Asked Jaypaw.
"Sure." Answered Tigerstar plainly.
"Okay!" Agreed Jaypaw.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" Shouted a voice.
Spottedleaf barged through, until she stood in front of Tigerstar. "You're evil!" She declared. Then she grabbed Jaypaw and dragged him away. "Never trust salesmen!"
Once back in good old StarClan, she confronted Jaypaw. "You're grounded!" She told him.
"No I'm not!" Jaypaw shot back, sounding like a moon year old. And he closed his eyes, and disappeared.
Spottedleaf stared at the spot where he had been, then started cursing, until a small kit walked up to her, and asked for a cookie.
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Back in ThunderClan...
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"If you don't find me a four leaf clover, I'll kill you." Threatened Hollypaw sweetly.
"I get it." Grumbled Lionpaw, picking through a patch of clovers.
"You better find one by sunset." Remarked Hollypaw, peering over his shoulder.
"Either you help, or go do something useful!" Snapped Lionpaw. "Like setting traps for the leprechauns!"
"Great idea!" Exclaimed Hollypaw, and she ran away, leaving Lionpaw grumbling to himself.
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Hollypaw rushed around camp until she saw Jaypaw. "Brother! Do you know what day it is?!" She demanded, shoving a calendar in his face.
"I'm blind!" He exclaimed. "How am I suppose to know?!"
Hollypaw was about to answer when she noticed his pelt was wet. "What happened to you?"
"I fell in a lake." He replied dryly. "And then Firestar got mad for me getting mud in his den, so I can't go to the gathering. Now what did you want from me?"
"It's St. Patrick's day, and you know what that means!" Hollypaw shouted, gathering the attention of nearby cats.
"No." Jaypaw meowed plainly. "I don't."
"It means I want you to make as many traps as possible to catch the leprechauns!" Hollypaw told him.
"Seriously?" He asked.
"Are you questioning my demands?!" She accused.
"No, oh mighty queen." He remarked, and marched off.
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"EVERYTHING IS AWESOME!" Shouted Firestar at the top of his lungs. "AND EVERY CAT NEEDS TO GATHER FOR AN ALL IMPORTANT MEETING ABOUT ME!"
In two point three seconds, every cat was gathered.
"Okay." Began Firestar. "Since tomorrow is St. Patrick's day, if any of you catch one of the green dudes, you have to give him to me. Second, Dustpelt, Spiderleg, Ashfur, Sandstorm, Lionpaw, Hollypaw, and Brambleclaw will be going to the gathering, along with anyone else who wants to."
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That night...
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"I found a four leaf clover." Lionpaw huffed, after running back to camp to go to the gathering.
"Thank you." Hollypaw plucked it from his grasp, and ate it. "Luck tastes good." She commented, smacking her lips.
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At the gathering...
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"Chocolate ice cream tastes better!" Insisted Firestar.
"I think vanilla is better!" Challenged Blackstar.
"Black licorice is the best!" Voted Onestar.
"No! Mint is way better!" Growled Leopardstar.
The whole gathering was ready to fight each other, because they couldn't agree on the best flavour of ice cream.
Suddenly, the bushes at the edge of the clearing rustled, and a tom and she-cat stepped out. The nearest cats, a couple of WindClan warriors wearing sombreros for no reason, pounced on the intruders.
"We come in peace!" Screeched the chubby tom. "My name's Graystripe!"
Every cat gasped. Except for Hollypaw, who was watching a rainbow.
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Back at camp...
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"You thought I was dead?" Graystripe laughed. His new girlfriend, Millie, was having tea with Sandstorm, while he talking to Firestar. "I was just on vacation. There are some lovely places out there, for camping and hiking and enjoying the outdoors."
"We really thought you were dead!" Exclaimed Firestar, pointing to a gravestone marked; Graystipe.
"That's a little creepy." Graystipe remarked.
"I like ghosts." Stated Lionpaw, and he stared creepily at the poofy warrior.
Graystripe ran away screaming, until he crashed into a tree in the middle of camp. "Thank you!" Meowed Hollypaw cheerfully. "You found my tree."
"What is with you and trees?!" Demanded Lionpaw.
"I'm just special that way!" She bragged.
"ThunderClan is getting some straaange apprentices." Graystripe whispered to Firestar.
But Firestar was too busy eating a cookie.
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One hour later...
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"I'm tired." Commented Hollypaw.
"Me too." Agreed Lionpaw. "Picking clovers sure makes you fatigued."
The inside of the den was pitch black. Lionpaw took one step out of the threshold, and was suddenly hoisted into the air, ropes tightly wrapped around his paw. "HELP ME!" He screeched in a high pitched girly voice.
Hollypaw moved to help, but then a weighted net was dropped on top of her, pinning her down. "HELP MEEEEEE!" She screamed even higher than her brother, shattering several windows.
Alarm bells blared around the room. Then the lights flicked on. Jaypaw stood in the doorway of the kitchen, wearing a pair of glasses, looking around the living room. When he caught sight of them, he sighed.
Hollypaw glanced around the lit room, suddenly realizing that triggers and traps were set everywhere. "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, SETTING ALL THESE TRAPS?!"
"You told me to set traps for the leprechauns." Jaypaw replied causally.
"I DIDN'T MEAN SET UP THIS MANY!" Hollypaw screeched. "GET ME DOWN!"
"One sec." Mumbled Jaypaw, and he pulled out a remote control. He pushed a button, and suddenly a flamethrower appeared from the floor, and torched the air right next to Lionpaw.
"WATCH IT!" Shouted Hollypaw. Lionpaw one the other hand, had passed out from complete shock.
"Lemme try again." Jaypaw pushed another button. This time, the floor opened to reveal a giant pit of alligators. Before Hollypaw could protest, Jaypaw began rapidly hitting buttons. After a few spears, daggers, more flamethrowers, and a pineapple, Hollypaw was standing safely in the kitchen.
"You realize I said trap the leprechauns, not kill them." She asked Jaypaw.
He shrugged. "Them are tricky little things."
"Whatever. I'm going to bed." Hollypaw muttered. Jaypaw followed, leaving Lionpaw still hanging upside down.
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In the morning...
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Jaypaw woke to screaming. He put on his glasses, and made his way to the living room. Hollypaw was staring, opened mouthed at the thousands of leprechauns trapped in Jaypaw's traps.
"COOL!" Jaypaw pumped a paw in the air. "Told you it wasn't too many!"
Lionpaw then woke up. "What the mouse?!" He demanded, swinging around wildly. He started high-fiving leprechauns below him.
"I'm a letting em go!" Jaypaw shouted, and he slammed his paw on a giant red button on the wall.
A whole herd of leprechauns (do you call it a herd?) went thundering out the door and into camp. A few seconds later, screaming filled the air.
Jaypaw, Hollypaw, and Lionpaw ran outside, where warriors of ThunderClan were running back and forth, little green people clinging to their fur.
"BEST DAY EVER!" Shouted Lionpaw. "TOTAL CHAOS AND I'M FEELING GREAT!"
That's all for this fabulous chapter!
The next chapter will be posted on April fools.
I'm so excited for that one!
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