Twelve Reasons Why Leafpool's Company Failed
Tale Eight: The New Year's Eve party gets wild, and the building becomes unsafe to use.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors.
It was the annual New Year's Eve Party and Leafpool was hosting this year.
Ever since Greystripe's return to the clans with Millie, the former kittypet had explained the concept of New Year's Eve to the clans.
The Clans now hosted a gathering in a location near the camp of the hosting clan. Which is why Leafpool was making sure her building was decorated for the party.
It was Thunderclan's turn to host. She was stressed but excited for the party. Unfortunately, Jayfeather was refusing to help her decorate, but at least Lionblaze was helping her pin up some banners. The light brown tabby she-cat saw Squirrelflight suddenly snatch an item from Lionblaze's paws.
"Lionblaze, how many times have I told you to not bring a lighter with you?" snapped the ginger she-cat.
"YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!" yelled Lionblaze.
"I still raised you!" screeched Squirrelflight.
"Ladies, please! If you are going to shout at each other, take it outside!" Greystripe sighed as he got between them.
Lionblaze scoffed and went to a corner to pin up some balloons.
The party preparations continued with less arguments and the other three clans arriving to the company's headquarters.
Shortly, the party was in full swing, with Berrynose manning the makeshift water station and Greystripe being in charge of the music.
Then as the sticks touched the twelve on the twoleg object called a clock, Lionblaze threw himself at a desk, breaking it.
"WOOOHOOOO! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" yelled a Windclan cat as they copied Lionblaze.
A Riverclan warrior tore a banner down while Rowenclaw was flirting with Tawnypelt, who looked embarrassed.
Leafpool looked towards the water station, to see Mousewhisker pouring a clear liquid. The bottle had the word Vodka on it.
One clan cat had the idea to punch the wall, and a crack appeared.
It spread to the ceiling and there was a loud crash as part of the ceiling collapsed.
Leafpool got the cats out of her building as the building crumbled in on itself with the help of the medicine cats.
Unfortunately, Leafpool had to disband her business since the building was unstable. And the drunk warriors woke up later on New Year's day feeling terrible.
(AN: I hope you enjoyed this tale. And Happy New Year! I wrote this chapter solely because I wanted to. It seems some readers are going to other fanfic writers, demanding the writer to write them a requested story. To those readers, I have to say this. A Fanfic Writer always has the right to refuse your request. A lot of Fanfic writers do this as a hobby. Demanding and harassing a fanfic writer will put off the fanfic writer from writing anything in the future for the fandom. Writing for a fandom should not feel like a job for the Fanfic Writer. When you demand a fanfic writer to write your request, even if they never accepted said request, that writer will feel pressured to write, which takes all joy out of creating a fanfic. At the end of the day, fanfic writers are not writing machines. We are humans too. We have lives outside of Fanfiction. As someone who has a job outside of Fanfiction, I do not want to go home from a rough day at work to check my Tumblr dashboard to see another message or ask, asking when am I going to write a request, when I have never explicitly said I accept fanfic requests. I do not accept requests, unless you are someone I know outside of the Internet. Or you are polite in requesting a fanfic, I would be more accepting of the request. But demanding me to write a fanfic is a good way to make me feel less inclined to write. That being said, I am going to focus on finishing fanfics I have started when I was a teenager. But it will involve a slow update schedule, due to Work and Life commitments.)