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Thunderclan's Randomness: Part One:
Brambleclaw's mistake and Randomness with Thunderclan
Disclaimer: I do not own the warriors (they belong to Erin Hunter) 

Brambleclaw sat down to eat his meal when a firework flew in to camp and carried him away.
It blew up five seconds later.
A random cat walked in and stared at the deceased Brambleclaw.

Firestar looked at the random cat and slapped him on the face.
"Dustpelt, stop being a cameo" he growled.
Dustpelt rolled his eyes. Then Foxpaw started to walk in slow motion.
Firestar growled, his claws digging in to the ground.
" Foxpaw! Stop walking in slow motion! It's driving me mad!" he growled.
"Sorry, but I'm being cool," he whispered. Firestar just flicked his tail in annoyance.
The clan had been acting strangely since they found out about the secret store,
where Firestar stored his sugar. He remembered what he had found that day...

*Flashback*

Firestar was walking to his secret cave when he heard several high-pitched squeals. He strolled into his secret storage cave.
Firestar found Brairkit, Blossomkit and Bumblekit all bouncing off the walls.
But it wasn't just the kits that were bouncing off the walls.
The Warriors and Apprentices were running around, screaming about seeing Tigerstar and Darkstripe. Firestar then saw that the whole clan was having a sugar rush.

*End of Flashback*

Firestar looked at his sugar high clan.
"Hey, has anyone seen Brambleclaw?" he asked.
Then another random cat yowled back to Firestar:
"I saw him by the purple rock, eating a mouse when a flying tree took him somewhere.
Probably he's at that River place again."
Firestar glared at the cat.
"But why would he go to Riverclan? He's the deputy of Thunderclan" asked Firestar.
"Firestar, I'm here" wailed a ragged Brambleclaw.
The clan looked at the ragged deputy.
"How did you survive the flying tree thingy?" asked another random cat.

(A/N: So, did Brambleclaw survive the exploding Firework?
Where did the firework come from anyway? Find out in chapter 2! :D )

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Chapter 2: Brambleclaw's tale and the tale where the Firework came from.
Disclaimer: I do not own warriors, they belong to Erin hunter.
Now let's start with the tale about where the rocket came from...

In the dark forest (or the place of no stars) ...

Tigerstar's plan to blow up Firestar had not worked. Instead the Firework had blown up his deputy son, Brambleclaw. Tigerstar sighed once more. Hawkfrost was laughing at Brambleclaw's expression on his face, which was one of terror. Tigerstar walked over to Hawkfrost and turned off the T.V.

"Hawkfrost, dearest evillest son of mine, we are not watching Brambleclaw's death again. We must tell that filthy, drunk Twoleg that his items of death do not kill the right cat. And that we have cookies on the dark side," Tigerstar told Hawkfrost.
" Tigerstar, most evil leader that the clans will ever know, I think that Twoleg is locked up in a prison cell in some random Twoleg place,” Hawkfrost moaned.
"Well, we’ll break into this prison cell and free the Twoleg with the items of death,” Tigerstar growled.
Then two tabbies set off on their quest to free the Twoleg.

*Firework Bob's flashback*

The Firework felt furry hands holding it. The firework could sense evil within those furry hands.
A cold meow echoed in the night.
A cat's holding me, me Bob, in its evil paws of death the Firework thought to its self.
Then it was taken to a dark forest with no light or saw nothing for moons. It started to rage inside its shell when another tabby, much lighter in colour then the tabby that took it to the dark forest, came. Then the tabby picked up Bob and took it to a forest that was bathed in sunlight.
Bob then saw the dark tabby cat. Those amber eyes are full of evil thought Bob and it crashed into the dark tabby and carried it off.
Bob exploded five seconds later.
*End of Rocket Bob's flashback*

*Start of Brambleclaw's tale*

Brambleclaw looked at his sugar high clanmates.
"What flying thing? I was out hunting,” Brambleclaw told his clanmates.
"If that wasn't you, then who was it that blew up?” asked Lionblaze.
"Oh, you mean that brown tabby tom that calls himself Me?” Brambleclaw asked. The clan nodded.
"Well, I was taken by a Twoleg and it created another Me. Yep, that was what the Twolegs call a clone,” Brambleclaw told the already confused clan.
"What's a Clone?” asked Squirrelflight.
"I don't know. Ask your sister, Leafpool," Brambleclaw snorted.
He then explained what a clone was to the clan after Leafpool told the confused clan that she didn't know what a clone was.
Firestar, after eating a candy cane, told the clan to collect Brambleclaw's clone's body.
The clan then found Windclan cats with mobile phones in their paws.

(A/N: That explains Brambleclaw surviving getting blown up but how did Windclan cats get mobile phones and will Hawkfrost and Tigerstar free the Twoleg in prison? Find out in Chapter 3 XD)

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Thunderclan Randomness: Part 3
Chapter 3: Firestar's missing phone
Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors (Erin Hunter owns them),I'm just borrowing them for this tale.
On with the story  of humour and randomness!

            Firestar had his phone charging when he went to sleep that night.
He woke up to find that someone had stolen his phone. He screamed out.
"MY PHONE! Someone's stolen my phone!" Firestar screamed.
"Firestar, no one has stolen your phone! Jayfeather's taken it to phone for a take-a-way!" Sandstorm sighed.
"Oh" he mumbled. He sighed and felt a bit stupid for overreacting.
"Tell Jayfeather that he needs to ask me to borrow my phone in the future," sighed the ginger furred leader.

            Soon Jayfeather ran in screaming that the pizza guy was coming to Thunderclan camp.
The cats still in the camp began to put up the decorations for their party, while Jayfeather went to the Medicine den.
He did not know why the clan was having a party but he did know that he couldn't wait for his Pizza to arrive.
The cats that were sent out to gather up Brambleclaw's dead clone's body appeared and they all had a party.
The Pizza Delivery Guy turned up to the camp and watched as the cats danced horribly.
Jayfeather collected his pizza from the traumatised guy and handed over the Twoleg money, he had to pay the guy.
The pizza guy had run home, lost his job, his family and had to attend therapy sessions after his doctor claimed that he had a mental breakdown.

Meanwhile, back in the Thunderclan Camp, where the party was being held...

            Firestar was partying when he lost his phone. Sandstorm rang Firestar's number but accidently put a six at the end.
Jayfeather felt his phone, which Thunderclan stole from Windclan, who stole it from a Twoleg shop, buzz and then his ringtone was heard...
Jayfeather froze as his ringtone was heard by his mother and everyone.
There was an awkward silence followed by a random cat breaking it.
"Is that Elliot Minor?" the random cat asked.
"Yes," Jayfeather replied.
Soon the clan broke out in chatter. He heard that most of his clan mates were critising his taste in music. In fact, his clanmates were insulting him.
"Well, at least I am true to myself, Berrynose!" growled the blind medicine cat.
"And what is that, Jayfeather? Being a blind, gothic cat, who is the clan Medicine cat?" snarled Berrynose. Jayfeather huffed and took his pizza to the medicine cat den, where he stayed all night.

(A/N: I hope you liked reading this the next chapter will be the fourth part of Thunderclan's randomness.
But how did Windclan steal the phones from the mobile phone shop? Keep looking for their story in the next chapter or the chapter after that.)

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Randomness with Thunderclan: part 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warrior series, Erin hunter owns them. I'm only borrowing the characters for this story.
I only own Crykit,Cheaterkit,Skyglitter and Randomclaw.

On with the story!!!

 Firestar was sitting in his random secret hiding place when he saw  a kit playing with a tennis ball. The kit threw the tennis ball too high up.
The tennis ball bounced off Firestar's head, knocking the Thunderclan leader out cold. The kit looked at the leader and cried out:
"Sweet, I just knocked out Firestar!"  Then a random queen walked over and looked at the kit.
"Crykit! Did you knock out Firestar with your tennis ball of doom?" asked the random queen.
"Yes, Randomclaw," Crykit whispered.
"RUN!" Randomclaw hissed at the kit. They both vanished with out a trace.
Firestar woke up.
"Ow. My head," he groaned. He then shrugged and walked back to the camp.

Meanwhile in the Thunderclan camp ...

 All the cats of Thunderclan was laughing like a pack of hyenas.
All apart from Jayfeather who was grumpy, every day.
The laughing cats decided to make fun of Jayfeather . The clan soon passed out from laughing and Jayfeather turned to Firestar.
"I'm not looking after the mouse-brained idiots after what they said. So if they wake up with sore sides tell them that it's their own fault from laughing too hard," Jayfeather meowed.
He walked away to play cards with Randomclaw and Crykit.
Randomclaw kept losing to Crykit who was cheating by using Cheaterkit as a spy.
Soon Randomclaw had enough and took her two kits to the forest. They vanished without a trace. Again.

A short while later...

The clan woke up and complained that Jayfeather wasn't doing his Job. Then a white she-cat with glittering blue eyes appeared.
"No, it's not Jayfeather's Job if his clan had passed out because they was laughing and mocking their medicine cat. Shame on You!" the cat hissed.
Then Randomclaw appeared.
"Skyglitter,we have to go," Randomclaw meowed.
The two cats vanished. The clan shrugged and carried on doing random things.
Jayfeather put his head to his paw and sighed.
I must be the only sane cat in this clan he thought.
Jayfeather saw Firestar do the facepalm thing.
Wait I was wrong.I'm one of the sane cats in this I know why Hollyleaf tried to leave this clan by using the tunnels he thought once more.

(A/N: The last part of Thunderclan will be next then it's *Drum roll* WINDCLAN'S turn!)

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Randomness with Thunderclan part 5:
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors.
On with the story...

Firestar and Jayfeather looked at each other. Then the clan leader looked at Jayfeather.
"May I ask why you stole a mobile phone from Windclan and why they didn't disconnect the service?" asked Firestar.
Jayfeather lowed his head at the ground, his claws digging into the ground. He then lifted his head and muttered something that sounded like;
"I wanted a phone and I told Windclan it was a dream," but Firestar wasn't so sure. He asked again.
"I said I wanted a phone and I told Windclan it never happened," Jayfeather meowed.

Meanwhile twenty mouse-tails away...

Then a moaning cat walked up to Jayfeather and Firestar.
“Why won't you look after the clan?" asked the cat.
"Because, Birchfall, they and you mocked me about me being a blind medicine cat!Until they all say sorry then I might look after them," Jayfeather told Birchfall.
Birchfall walked off singing the theme song for Barney the dinosaur.

Then Ashfur screamed.
"NO! NOT THE DREADED BARNEY!" Ashfur yelled.
"Urm...Ashfur...you're dead," Firestar and Jayfeather told Ashfur.
" I die? In which book? Who kills me?" asked Ashfur.
Jayfeather pulls out the Warrior cats’ books Long Shadows and Sunrise.
“You die in this book," Jayfeather points to Long Shadows.
"And your murderer is revealed in this book," he continued, pointing to Sunrise.
Ashfur grabs Long Shadows and flicks through it. Then he starts to cry.
"NO! I die!" he wails. Ashfur then grabs Sunrise and flicks through that book.
"Hollyleaf kills me? I get murdered by a she-cat?" Ashfur meowed in shock. Jayfeather nodded.
"Sorry but I think the real reason that Hollyleaf killed you was you was really annoying. Go back to Starclan and annoy some cat in Starclan," Jayfeather told Ashfur.
Ashfur disappeared.

Meanwhile thirty fox-lengths away...

Soon Cherrykit and Molekit came over and handed Firestar a bucket load of sugar.
Firestar suddenly had a sugar high and started tying up his clanmates with rope (which he stole from the imprisoned Twoleg with the items of doom).
Sandstorm put her head in her paws.
"WHO GAVE FIRESTAR THE SUGAR?" she asked.
Both Cherrykit and Molekit started to walk away when Sandstorm glared at the two kits.
"Cherrykit, Molekit, did you both give Firestar sugar?" Sandstorm asked in a too sweet tone.
"Y-Yes S-Sandstorm," the two kits stuttered.
 "Look Sandstorm, Firestar's asleep," Mousefur meowed. The clan escaped the ropes and they tied up Firestar. Jayfeather yawned and fell asleep.

(A/N: The final part of Thunderclan's randomness is finished. Next up is Windclan's Randomness)

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Randomness with Windclan part 1.
A/N: I don't own the Warrior cats. I only own the Police cats in this part.

Onestar looked as Breezepelt showed Harespring a Twoleg Monster.
 Onestar walked over.
"Breezepelt, what do you think you are doing, bringing a Twoleg monster into the camp?” asked Onestar with a growl.
Breezepelt looked at Harespring.
"It's not a monster, it's a car. Want to come for a ride?" Breezepelt told Onestar. Onestar's jaw dropped.
"Where did you get the car from, Breezepelt?" asked Onestar.
"I stole it from some Twolegs. You should have seen their faces" Breezepelt told Onestar.
"Breezepelt, stealing is a crime against Starclan!" Onestar meowed in shock.
"But, Jayfeather stole one of our mobile phones from Windclan! You haven't even disconnected his service on that nicked phone! So, I thought I would steal a car!” Breezepelt protested.
“Thunderclan’s medicine cat stole on of our phones? He's going to be disconnected” meowed Onestar.
He walked to his secret lair (AKA, his mobile phone store) and traced the signal of the stolen phone.
He disconnected the signal and a cry of anger of "CURSE YOU, STARCLAN!” was heard from Thunderclan camp.

Meanwhile, several rabbit-leaps away...

Breezepelt, Leaftail, Harespring, Antpelt, Weasel fur and Emberfoot was sitting in car when Emberfoot put on the Radio.
The six toms started yowling and soon there was a high-speed chase with Breezepelt and his gang trying to hide from the police, the WCPF (Warrior cat police force).
Breezepelt was speeding so fast that he didn't see Leopardstar on patrol.
He ran over Leopardstar, the leader of Riverclan.
The police cats took Leopardstar to the cat A&E and they pulled over Breezepelt.
"Good day. How, may I help you?” Breezepelt asked the cat cop.
The police cat (who was Harshfang) looked at the young warrior.
"Where did you get the car from, youngling?" asked Harshfang with a sneer.
"I, err, brought it from two Twolegs?” Breezepelt meowed nervously.
"Lair" hissed Clawedear (the other police cat).
The third cat, Hatedpaw, glared at Breezepelt.
"The Twolegs reported their car stolen. You stole a car and run over a Leader! You're under arrest!" she hissed.

            The seven police cats soon had Breezepelt, Harespring, Leaftail, Antpelt, Weaselfur and Emberfoot in cat cuffs.
 Hatedpaw, Harshfang, Clawedear, Scartooth, Tigerfang, Ghostmist and Icetrail threw the six Windclan cats in Jail.
Then the seven cat cops played cards until Onestar bailed his six warriors out of Jail. Now the six joyriders must clean the dirt place for three moons.

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Windclan randomness part 2:
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warriors. I only own Believerpaw and Warmheart.

Tornear and Webfoot was sitting in the entrance of the elders den,talking about their apprentice days when an random apprentice landed on Tornear.
Webfoot grabbed the apprentice and dropped the young cat on the ground.
"You're not a Windclan fact you're not from any of the four clans that live around the lake! Who are you?" Webfoot growled.
"My name's Believerpaw. I'm an minon of the Authorclan," the strange apprentice meowed.
Then another cat appeared,her tortoiseshell fur marked with silver stripes and her light green eyes glared at Believerpaw.
"Believerpaw,what are you doing jumping into my tales?" the cat asked.
"Sorry,Warmheart but I wanted to appear. You allowed Randomclaw,Cheaterkit,Crykit and Skyglitter to appear in the Thunderclan tales.
Why can't I appear in the Windclan tales?" wailed Believerpaw.
"Believerpaw,you haven't passed the assement to be an Author yet.
We will do you assement later,Believerpaw" Warmheart sighed.
Then both Authoress and Author to be disappeared with a pop.

Meanwhile, thirty paw-steps away...
Nightcloud thought she could fly when she fell into the lake and was never seen again. Onestar was tapping his claws on the counter of his desk as he had no customers. Crowfeather was arrested for trying to steal a motor bike.
The clan was lazing around and texting their clanmates.
Then Breezepelt was playing on a gameboy and everyone looked at Breezepelt.
"What?" Breezpelt meowed.
"You're on a CatBox! Why are you not on your phone?" asked the clan.
"Because it's not cool" Breezepelt meowed.
"SHUN THE NON BELIEVER! MOBILE PHONES ARE COOL!" yelled the clan. Breezepeltwas chased out of Windclan.
And the clan went back to their texting.

A/N: Keep tuned for the next installment of WINDCLAN RANDOMNESS!)

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Windclan randomness part 3:
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors. Erin Hunter owns the Warriors.
Onestar watched as Boulderpaw, Fursepaw and Whiskerpaw had a fake sword fight.
Then Owlwhisker joined in and the apprentices ran away from the older warrior. Onestar smiled.
"Come back here and have a sword fight with me. Show me if you're ready to be warriors" yelled Owlwhisker.
The apprentices stopped and walked back to Owlwhisker.
“Ok,” they replied.
Soon the whole clan had gathered around the four cats that was having a fake sword fight and chanting out the three apprentices' and the warrior's names. Soon Owlwhisker won the fight and the three apprentices went to Kestrelflight's den, as Owlwhisker had used his claws during the fight. The rest of the clan hosted a party for Owlwhisker and this went on for the whole night.
When everyone complained about being hungry to Onestar, the leader ordered Pizza.
The Pizza guy, who we will call Joe, came and was forced to watch the partying cats until he went lost home, his job, his family and he was thrown into the mental hospital with the Twoleg who sold Tigerstar the Rocket named Bob. And Kestrelflight started to sing, which caused his clanmates to chant encore.

(A/N: I got the fake sword fight from my dad, my brother, and my cousin)

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Randomness with Windclan part 4:
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warrior cats.
Onestar was bored so he decided to test his clanmate's loyalty.
"OI CATS GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE!" yowled Onestar. Cats walked over.
"You can go as I called you here for no reason. I only wanted to prank you all," Onestar told his clan. The cats grumbled.
"What's with Onestar?" grumbled Tornear.

Meanwhile six Fox-tail lengths away...
Then some cats gathered as Breezepelt and Crowfeather had a stick fight.
Crowfeather's stick was crushed as Breezepelt yowled in victory.
"Ha I win. Give me all your sweets” Breezepelt growled. Crowfeather smirked.
" I lied. I am a liar. Tornear doesn't have a torn ear nor does Webfoot have Webbed feet" Crowfeather meowed.
Tornear and Webfoot looked at Crowfeather.
"Well you aren't a crow, Crowfeather” snarled Webfoot.
Soon the cats were chanting Crowfeather's name and Webfoot's name.

Meanwhile, ten tail-lengths away...
Until the deputy, Ashfoot stopped the name calling.
"Now, now, I will not have such bullying in our clan! Shall I send you both to our Leader to sort out your punishments?" Ashfoot meowed in a kind of tone
a deputy would have when talking to kits.
"Mother! You're embarrassing me!” whined Crowfeather.
Then cats were laughing at Crowfeather and Webfoot stuck out his tongue at Crowfeather. Unluckily, Ashfoot had seen Webfoot's sticking his tongue
out at Crowfeather and glared.
“Webfoot, the whole sticking your tongue out at someone is the kind of thing a kit would do!" she meowed sternly.

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Randomness with windclan part 5
Disclaimer: I do not own the warriors.
Onestar sighed. He had Webfoot and Crowfeather in his office.
Ashfoot was ranting about teaching the elder and the warrior some manners.
Onestar sighed again. It earned him a slap from Ashfoot.
"Onestar,Crowfeather and Webfoot need a punishment!
I suggest they spend a moon in the nursery" Ashfoot suggested.
"That's a good idea,Ashfoot. Crowfeather,Webfoot,
since you are both acting like kits, your punishment will be to spend a moon in the nursery" Onestar told the two cats.
The two cats grumbled as they walked out of the office.
"I bet my phone that those two cats won't last three sunrises" Onestar smirked.
"I bet my phone that they won't last a moonrise" grinned Ashfoot.
"It's a deal" both cats meowed. Then Kestrelflight walked in.
"I bet my phone that they will still be in the nursery in a moon's time," smirked Kestrelflight.
One moon later...

Crowfeather and Webfoot sighed as they sat in their nests.
Both toms had grown fat as they wasn't allowed to leave the nursery.
Ashfoot and Onestar padded in to the nursery.
"Oh. We thought you two would of left the den,screaming a moon ago" Ashfoot meowed in shock.
"Darn it. We have to hand over our phones to Kestrelwing as we have lost the bet" Onestar muttered.
"Wait, you,Ashfoot and Kestrelwing placed bets to see if we last a whole moon in here? AHHH!"cried Webfoot.
Both of the fat toms ran out of the den.
"Let's hand over our phones to Kestrelflight"sighed Ashfoot.
(A/N:And the moral of this tale is:
If you make a bet with Kestrelflight on how long a cat will survive on punishment for, don't offer you phones XD. Stay tuned for the short story!)

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors series.

**INTERUPTION**

***We are sorry to interrupt this fanfiction to go to starclan
where Bluestar is chasing Thistleclaw out of starclan.***

Bluestar was chasing Thistleclaw out of the starclan territory with a broom.
Where she got the broom from we will never know( But I, the Authoress knows).
Anyway,Bluestar was hitting Thistleclaw on the base of his tail.
Thistleclaw was yelping as the broom hit him.
Soon he found himself in the dark Forest.
He tripped over a tree root and landed flat on his face.
"Snowfur? Mother? Where am I?" wailed Thistleclaw.

***So this is really how Thistleclaw was chased out of Starclan
and into the Dark Forest. On with the fanfic***

**END OF INTERUPTION**

(A/N: Stay turn for Riverclan's random tales!)

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Randomness with Riverclan part 1:
A/N: I don't own the warrior cats; I'm only just borrowing them.

Mistystar woke up one sunrise to hear a random Riverclan cat yelling.
She sighed. I wonder if Bluestar had to wake up to a racket she thought to herself.
"Mistystar, Mintfur's yelling that he's the best at swimming" complained Mosspelt. Mistystar sighed again.
“Mintfur is being overconfident again? Why can't that tom see he's in a warrior not a kit?" asked Mistystar.
The two she cats walked out of the den to hear Mintfur yelling.
"I'm the best at swimming! I bet Mistystar can't beat me!" Mintfur boasted. Mistystar gave a slight cough and Mintfur froze.
"Mistystar's behind me, isn't she?" asked Mintfur. The clan nodded. Mintfur turned around slowly.
"Err, hi Mistystar” the tom stuttered. Mistystar looked at Mintfur, who looked at Mistystar. Then a random cat broke the silence.
"All hail the stick! All hail the stick" Mallownose meowed. The clan looked at Mallownose. Mallownose looked embarrassed.
"What?" Mallownose meowed.

(A/N: Sorry I'm late updating but I've had a slight bit of writer's block)

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Randomness with Riverclan part two
A/N: I don't own the Warrior series, I'm just borrowing them.

Mistystar sighed yet again. Some of her clan mates where officially weird.
It's no wonder Leopardstar seemed pleased to be in Starclan.
How could I have missed that I'm surrounded by mouse brained cats? Mistystar thought to herself. Then she saw something that was so not clan-like.
Jayfeather walked into the camp holding a stick, his never seeing blue eyes glazed.
He was muttering to himself.
Mothwing, the clan's medicine cat, walked up to the slightly crazy medicine cat.
"Jayfeather, why are you here?" asked Mothwing.
The Thunderclan medicine cat turned his head in Mothwing's direction.
"The clans must worship the stick!" Jayfeather told Mothwing.
The Riverclan medicine cat looked concerned.
"Jayfeather, did you take your mental herbs this morning?" asked Willowshine in a slight cold tone.
"No. They are evil! They stop me hearing Rock and Fallen leaves" Jayfeather replied.
"Jayfeather, you need to take your herbs for your *cough* mentally unstable*cough* mind" Mothwing told Jayfeather.

Then Firestar walked in. "Oh sorry if Jayfeather started to force your clan to worship that odd stick.
He forgot to take his herbs that keep him sane. So I'll take my clan's mental medicine cat back home.
Sorry Mistystar, Mothwing, Willowshine. I'll get some of my warriors to keep him in his den" Firestar meowed in a stressed tone.
"It's ok, Firestar. Say, is any of your clan mates seem unnaturally weird?" asked Mistystar.
"Sort of, but that's because they found my secret stash of sugar. Why?" asked Firestar.
"Because, Firestar, my clan mates are acting weird. Firstly, Mintfur starts boasting that he's a strong swimmer, and then Mallownose starts to worship a stick! I sometimes think I'm going mental myself. Anyway, see you at the gathering,
Firestar, Jayfeather" Mistystar stepped lightly.

Moonhigh came Mothwing was worried. Mistystar seemed concerned about her mind.
Maybe I should ask Leafpool for some herbs for Mistystar's worries thought Mothwing to herself.
You should know there are no herbs for worries, Mothwing a voice whispered. Mothwing turned around and saw Jayfeather's unseeing, blue eyes in the shadows.
"Jayfeather, shouldn't you be in your clan's camp, in your den?" asked Mothwing.
"Yeah but I escaped by giving the warriors, that was spying on me, poppy seeds!" Jayfeather meowed.
Ok, why does Thunderclan have a crazy cat for medicine cat? Mothwing asked herself mentally.
"I don't know. I'm not really crazy, just angry. Being blind before opening your eyes is harsh" Jayfeather muttered.
He then disappeared. Mothwing sighed and fell asleep, hoping she was just dreaming.

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Randomness with Riverclan part 3
A/N: I don't own the warriors and never will.

Miststar woke to a yowl of ... Hail the stick. Mistystar sighed.
It seemed the clan was abnormally weird. Then she saw a small tortoiseshell cat approach her.
"Who the heck are you?" asked Mistystar. The tortoiseshell cat just looked at her. "My name's Summerpaw.
I just came to tell you that your clan has been at the sugar mine again" the tortoiseshell cat meowed, her pale green eyes meeting Mistystar's blue gaze. Then a white cat with bright green eyes appeared.
"Summerpaw, you are going to ruin the plot!" the white cat meowed sternly.

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Later the Riverclan leader was certainly going mad. She was seeing her clan mates praying to a stick.
Deciding to stop this craziness, Mistystar spoke her mind. "Why are you lot praying to a stick?" Mistystar yowled.
"Because it has magical powers!" screeched Mallownose.
" An ordinary stick, with powers? What nonsense. A stick having powers is like believing hedgehogs to fly!" Mistystar scoffed.
"But they do fly! My mentor says they do!" yelled a black and white cat with ice blue eyes.
A tortoiseshell with silver stripes and light green eyes shook her head.
"Believerpaw, I said you would believe that hedgehogs would fly, not hedgehogs could fly!" the cat sighed.
"But Warmheart you know that I'll believe anything" protested the cat named Believerpaw.
The cat named Warmheart just grabbed Believerpaw and walked away.
"Shun the non-believer! SHUN THE NON-BELIEVER!" screeched Reedwhisker.
"But you can't shun me, I'M YOUR LEADER!" yowled Mistystar.

(Authors note: I know it's short)

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Random Tales- Riverclan part 4
Author's note: Don't own the warriors.

Mistystar sighed. Her clan had really lost it.
The whole clan of 'Shun the non-believers’ even had a stick as leader.
A. Freaking. STICK. Then Mistystar sighed once more.
I really need a new brain or a drink at Bluestar's pub the Riverclan leader thought.
She made her way to her mother's pub and bumped into a tortoiseshell she-cat with light green eyes and a blue notebook.
"Gosh, I need something to write. I'm bored of not being on my laptop" the cat grumbled.
"What's a laptop?" asked Tawnypelt, the shadowclan warrior.
"A laptop is what twolegs use to type stories and do other stuff" the cat sighed.
"Oh. And what is that shiny gold stick in your paw?" intrigued the shadowclan warrior.
"It's a pen. Twolegs use these pens to write things down on paper. And I wouldn't take a pen with the words
'Really Random Person' engraved on it. It's the pen of the Author" the notebook carrying cat sighed.
"What's an Author?" asked Rowanclaw, the new deputy of shadowclan.
(Author's note: Spoiler for Night whispers people)
“An author is a writer of a story" the notebook holding cat sighed.
"Oh. What's your name? Which clan are you from?" questioned Blackstar, intoxicated.
"My name's Warmheart and I are from a clan so far away" the strange cat whispered.

Mistystar padded over to the bar where her mother was serving Firestar of Thunderclan and Barkface of Windclan.
"Merry *Late* Christmas, Mistystar. I'm Summerpaw and I'll help you out" the smaller tortoiseshell cat smiled at the blue-grey leader of Riverclan.

(Author's note: I really did get a pen for Christmas. Apparently my handwriting is so bad -_-'.
I have typed this on Boxing Day 2010 ^_^)

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Riverclan Randomness part 5
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warrior series (sadly)

Mistystar and Summerpaw walked out of the pub and headed for Riverclan camp.
"Halt! Do you believe in the mighty stick?" asked Mintfur.
Summerpaw slapped Mintfur around the muzzle.
"Whoa, what happened?" asked Mintfur.
"You were brained washed, by a stick" Mistystar replied.
Mintfur looked at Mistystar.
"I was brain washed by a stick? You must be insane" Mintfur whispered.
Mistystar looked at Mintfur. And shrugged her shoulders.
If Mintfur was going to be blind to the fact he was brainwashed by a stick then she was going to be ignorant to the fact her clanmates were mentally confused.
After all it works both ways. Summerpaw walked on next to Mistystar, her pale green eyes shining in mischief.
Then they met a white, odd eyed cat. Summerpaw purred a greeting to the odd eyed cat.
"Evening Gizmo. How are you?" asked the tortoiseshell. The white cat yawned.
"Not too bad, Summerpaw. How's the prey running?" wheezed the tom.
"Ok, Gizmo. I won't keep you long" Summerpaw purred.

Mistystar was back as leader and she looked at the starry night sky.
She then saw the tortoiseshell cat from the pub with a smaller blue notebook and the pen in paw.
The cat had a sad expression on her face. Mistystar walked towards the cat.
Words were scrawled over the pages and there were small images next to the title.
"Hi. What are you writing?" asked the Riverclan leader. The tortoiseshell cat sighed.
"A poem. A really sad poem" Warmheart meowed sadly. The Riverclan leader looked at the cat with sympathy.
"But I'll be ok. I just need to focus on the good times and try not to think about the bad times" the cat added before walking away.
Mistystar slowly headed for her den where dreams of hunting and Starclan were waiting.

(A/N: There's the final part for Randomness with Riverclan. I know it took long to upload but the past three weeks almost have been eventful. With four science exams over last week and the beginning of this week and science revision. So stay tuned for the randomness with *drumroll* SHADOWCLAN!)

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andomness with Shadowclan part 1:
Diclaimer: I don't own Warriors nor do I own Zombieland

Hidden amongst the pine trees, a tortoiseshell she- cat stalked through the barren forest with an aura of silence.
Behind her was a ginger tom. The two cats had left their clanmates in the the camp, watching `Zombieland` which was about
Zombies who have take over a twoleg place called America. The tortoiseshell she-cat sighed and the ginger tom looked at her .
"Tawnypelt,what's wrong? Are you mad that Dawnpelt, Flametail and Tigerheart are watching Zombieland?" asked the ginger tom.
Tawnypelt turned to the tom.
"It's not that,Rowenclaw, it's the fact the clan's too obessed with horror movies and their shop!" Tawnypelt meowed in reply.
Rowanclaw sighed, his head shaking.
"Well if you want to blame somecat then blame Firestar!" Rowanclaw growled.
Tawnypelt looked shocked at first then she became angry.
"I'm not blaming you, Rowanclaw. Who is that cat?" asked Tawnypelt half way through her rant.
The cat was a sandy coloured with blue eyes.
The strange cat was leaping around like some hyped up kitten on a binge of sugar rushes.
"Look at me! I'm a supercat with a grade C in maths! MWHAHAHA" the hyped cat yowled.
" Rowanclaw, on the count of three, run for your life. Ready? THREE!" screeched Tawnypelt.

The two shadowclan cats ran for the hills-I mean the camp- where they
hid until the Warrior Cats Police came to remove the hyper cat.
"Charge of twenty mice for the removal of this cat" a small black cat growled.
"Twenty mice? But what is it for?" asked Rowanclaw.
"This cat is in fact Hyperpelt, a friend of ours" Hatedpaw meowed.

(A/N: It's short but I had trouble thinking of a plot for this)

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Shadowclan Randomness part 2:
Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors nor do I own Zombieland.I do own Daggerstar & Hawkstar.

Blackstar was watching the flim on the TV when a kit came in, blood around
its muzzle and a bit of meat hanging out of its mouth.
The Shadowclan leader looked at the kit before running out of his den, screaming:

"THERE'S A KIT ZOMBIE! IT'S GOING TO EAT US ALL!"
The clan then looked up and laughed at Blackstar as Littlecloud
explained to Shadowclan's Leader that the kit had just eaten a frog and forgot to wash its self.
Then Toadfoot walked into the camp,his fur plastered to his body.
Snaketail looked at Toadfoot in the `Zombie Kit` broke the silence.
"What happened to you?"asked the `Zombie Kit`. Toadfoot looked at his paws.
"I was walking in the forest when it started raining that strange food twolegs call pears.
I ended up getting that mousebrained twoleg food all over me. You don't believe me!" sighed Toadfoot.

Blackstar shook his head and walked to Blueystar's pub for a drink.
He couldn't believe his clan's sudden strange behaviour or why he had suddenly brought a Twoleg device to watch.
He was so busy with his thoughts that he did not see a small dark tabby with reddish-amber eyes.
Shadowclan's Leader noticed the cat when the said cat bit Blackstar's leg.
"OUCH. Look was there any need to bite me for bumping into you?" snarled Blackstar.
The cat glared at Shadowclan's Leader and smirked.
"Every need, weak Clan cat. There's every need to bite you" sneered the small dark tabby.
"I'm a clan leader! My name's Blackstar, leader of Shadowclan. And I'm not weak, rouge!" growled Blackstar.

The small tabby glared at Blackstar,reddish-amber eyes glaring into Shadowclan's leader's very soul.
The large white tom shivered as he noticed the four pointed scar on the smaller cat's head.
He wondered where he recieved the scar.
"A clan Leader,eh? Pretty weak Clan Leader are you not? Now I know how a strong leader should Lead.
After all,I was leader of my clan until my own mother posioned me. I am Daggerstar,
Former Leader of a far away clan, son of the great leader Rainstar. I murdered my father,
and I can easily kill you too, Blackstar" snarled the small tabby tom. Blackstar gulped and looked at Daggerstar.
"You murdered your father and clan leader? Why?" asked Blackstar. The smaller tom grinned evily, reddish-amber eyes glinting with evil.
"Because he ignored me as a kit! He made sure I was picked on. I had only one friend
and that was a golden tabby she-cat called Hawkstar.
But I didn't just kill my father but my innocent little sister, Warmkit too.
She was going to tell our beloved father about my plan, so I killed her" Daggerstar spat.
The smaller tom moved towards Blackstar, claws unsethed, his reddish-amber eyes glinting with a murderous rage.
"And now, I will murder you too, Blackstar. I'll take over your Shadowclan" sneered the dark cat,
paw raised high above Blackstar's head...

(A/N: O.O Who will save Blackstar from Daggerstar's rage? Or will Daggerstar take over Shadowclan? Find out in Chapter nineteen)

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Shadowclan randomess part 3:
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warriors series. I only own the OCs

Previously...
The smaller tom moved towards Blackstar, claws unsethed, his reddish- amber eyes glinting with a murderous rage.
"And now, I will murder you too, Blackstar. I'll take over your Shadowclan" sneered the dark cat, paw raised high above Blackstar's head...

Blackstar looked as the small darker tabby's paw was stopped by a white paw.
"Daggerstar, I thought I told you that the Death blow was forbidden" hissed the white cat, blue eyes narrowed.
Daggerstar looked at the white cat and narrowed the red eyes.
"You did. But your not my mother, Skyglitter" snarled the smaller cat.

Then a black kit with a white mark near its eye walked out of the shadows, the green eyes narrowed.
"Daggerstar. Go back to the Forest of Darkness and Evil where you and your clan of dark cats live.
You better go before your daughter gets her revenge" spat the kit.
The small cat laughed coldly, the glint becoming more pronouced.
"I only have a son not a daughter. So as far as I'm concerned, your mother is not my kit," hissed the evil cat.
Blackstar looked at the three cats and noticed one had white mists
surrounding her paws and her blue eyes sparkled with starlight and power.

"Daggerstar! You murdered me as a kit. You murdered your own father!
You slaughtered your sweet,loving sister! You starved Queens,Kits and Elders!
You sent many warriors to their deaths by fighting the two clans who did not side with you!
You wrecked Poppyfur's life by making her heal the wounded warriors with deathly Nightshade!
Your two kits suffered an illness which the other clans referred to as
Shootingstar and her clan of the dead warriors saving two kits from the stares and
fears of Butterkit and Greatkit turning out like you! Foxstar had to fight his way to loyalty!
To prove he wasn't and never will be like you!" snarled a white cat with odd eyes.

The small tabby looked in horror at the bigger cat.
"Bluekit? Why are you are the size of a warrior?" asked the tabby in fear. The cat smirked.
"Because, Father, I got a second chance!" the cat growled, nodding to the shadows.
"Hello,father. Remember me? In case you have forgotten me,
I'm Blackheart, your daughter" hissed a black cat with dark green eyes, claws poised to strike...

(A/N: Another cliffhanger... As for Daggerstar, he isn't Brokenstar's twin.
He just has a similiar appearence but he's much smaller than Brokenstar.
Anyway, I will not be updating as I have exams from the 16th May to the 17th June.
And I still have to go to that prison of a school -_-)

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Random Tales of the Warriors:

Shadowclan Randomness part 4:
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warriors cats! Only Blackheart, Daggerstar and
any of the cats that are on my Ocs list.

Previously:
"Hello,father. Remember me? In case you have forgotten me,
I'm Blackheart, your daughter" hissed a black cat with dark green eyes, claws poised to strike...
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Then a tortoiseshell she-cat with light green eyes appeared and dragged the black she-cat,
the small dark tabby, the white she-cat and the four strange cats away, before vanishing in to thin air.
Blackstar was so confused that he didn't see a twoleg in a white coat appear and pick him up.
Blackstar fought back but was knocked unconcious by the twoleg's needle.

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Rowanclaw was looking for Blackstar, when he saw Blackstar running towards the camp.
"Hey, Blackstar! What's wrong friend?" asked Rowanclaw. Blackstar looked at Rowanclaw.
"A twoleg did something to me! He was going on about clones and
how rich he will be" the Shadowclan leader sighed.

"Clones? A bit like Brambleclaw's clone who was killed by a rocket named Bob?"asked Rowanclaw.
"Yes! The twoleg had Firestar there too! But that kittypet leader was hissing at the female twoleg
who tried to feed him. He escaped with me" Blackstar sighed.
Rowanclaw lead the way back to Shadowclan's camp.

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Blackstar sat in his den watching TV when he suddenly saw a version of himself meowing.
Blackstar shuddered as his eyes looked at him from his identical copy.
He suddenly had an idea involving his clone and he looked at his clone before dragged it out of his den.
Soon his clone was strapped to a rocket and he lit the rocket shot up.
He grinned and ran back to his den to watch his TV shows in peace.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile in Thunderclan~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Firestar had escaped from the mad twoleg's place and was hunting for prey
when a cat's paw landed in front of him. A black paw that Firestar reconised as Blackstar's paw.
Then the Thunderclan Leader ran back to his camp,yowling:
"BLACKSTAR'S DEAD!"

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Rowanclaw sighed as Blackstar sat in his den, smiling in a rather psychotic way.
He was confused as he never saw his leader in this psychotic way.
In fact this new psychotic Blackstar scared the gender-confused cat.
Which Rowanclaw wasn't say he was scared.
The authoress glared at Rowanclaw,her eyes burning into the Shadowclan deputy's soul.

"ALRIGHT! I'm scared!" the cat yowled up to the stone wall. Then Littlecloud walked in.
"Rowanclaw,do you need your herbs again to stop you from destroying the walls between the multiverses?" asked Littlecloud.
Blackstar gave a mad giggle and sat in a rocking chair,his eyes very dark and evil-looking.
"Are you sure that Blackstar won't go around kill cats?"asked Rowanclaw.
Littlecloud looked at Blackstar and frowned.
"Right,hold him down while I adminster the herb to knock him out," the Medicine cat sighed.
Soon Blackstar was asleep and Rowanclaw had a deep scratch.

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(A/N: There. Chapter 20 done. Now I'll write chapter 21. Will Blackstar be less insane and why does Rowanclaw hate the fourth wall?)

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Random Tales of the Warriors:
Shadowclan Randomness part 5
Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors series.

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Toadfoot was watching Firestar and Jayfeather talking at the Greenleaf place which had been
Shadowclan's territory. He wore his combat trousers and shirt as he hid in the undergrowth.
He would make the best spy Shadowclan has ever saw.
Toadfoot then watched as Firestar ran with Jayfeather as a Twoleg set up a pelt on metal legs.
He shrugged until he realised that he could camp out in Thunderclan's terriorty to spy on them.
Toadfoot smirked and ran to tell Blackstar about his plan before packing his belongings up into a combo backpack.

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Toadfoot had his tent up and was cooking a squirrel
(which he hunted on Thunderclan's terriorty) when he saw Brambleclaw approch his campsite.

"What are you doing here on Thunderclan terriorty,Toadfoot?" snarled Brambleclaw.
"Oh,I'm camping on Thunderclan 's territory. That is what twolegs do. You should try it Brambleclaw, " Toadfoot whispered
coldly to the Thunderclan deputy.
"Er...well...I'm Thunderclan's deputy!"Brambleclaw stammered.

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Littlecloud was very busy sorting out herbs and generally being a medicine cat.

He sighed and looked at the star splattered night sky.
"Starclan, if you are listening, please give me the sanity I need before I lose it!" the cat sighed.
Then he saw a familiar cat with stars in his pelt.

"Flametail? Why are you here?" asked Littlecloud.
"To keep you sane. I will be here to help you," Flametail whispered.
Soon Flametail had helped Littlecloud before returning to Starclan.

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Toadfoot woke up early and headed towards Windclan terriorty.
He made sure he had not left anything to say he had been there.
He then was stopped by Windclan warriors.

"What are you doing on our terriorty, Toadfoot?" sneered Crowfeather.
"I didn't want to be caught on Thunderclan terriorty again by Brambleclaw and his Kittypet clanmates.
I need to take the long way back to Shadowclan after Camping," Toadfoot sighed.

Soon he was allowed to go pass and he ran all the way home, to avoid the Riverclan patrol.
When Toadfoot reached Shadowclan's camp, he saw his clan leader in the camp.
Blackstar was sitting in the middle of the camp, staring at a rock.
Littlecloud was looking at the leader with a herb in his jaws.
Next to the leader was Rowanclaw who was talking to the huge white cat.

"Come on Blackstar. You are not the only cat who is weird lately. Right, Author?" Rowanclaw whispered, looking at the Author, who was tiredly looking at the screen. She ignored the deputy of Shadowclan by making the focus shift to Toadfoot.
Toadfoot shrugged and went to the warrior den to sleep. He was glad to be back home in Shadowclan camp.

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(A/N: There. Chapter 21 done! I got the idea from both my older sister Sleepstar and
from the residental I went on this week which involved climbing hills and
camping out on Wednesday)

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The Random tales of the warrior cats
Starclan's Randomness part 1:
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warrior cats.

A dark grey she-cat with orange eyes looked down at the lush green grass. The cat did not hear a blue-grey she-cat with blue eyes approaching her.
"Yellowfang? Are you ok?" asked the blue-grey cat. The dark grey cat looked up.
" Bluestar? Of course I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" asked the dark grey cat.
"Yellowfang, you just seem like you was upset about something" Bluestar meowed gently.
"I'm not upset, Bluestar. Why don't we go to your pub?" asked Yellowfang.
"Alright" Bluestar smiled.
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The two cats walked into the Blue Star Pub and Yellowfang ordered a glass of wine.
Bluestar had ordered a beer and sat drinking her beer.
"So, what's going through your mind, Yellowfang?" asked Bluestar.
"Nothing, just thinking about my life after I had...is that Whitestorm?" asked Yellowfang.
Sure enough, a white tom was walking drunkly, singing different twoleg songs.
"Err... Yes. Yellowfang, I think he's drunk again" Bluestar sighed. Whitestorm stumbled over.
"Yourrr very preetty" slurred the drunken tom. Yellowfang placed a paw to her head. She sighed.
"I have to save Littlecloud's sanity from Blackstar" the former Medicine cat lied. But before she could walk away, Whitestorm started to sing again.
Whitestorm got a cuff around the ear from Bluestar.

(A/N: Sorry it's short. Had writer's block)

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The Random Tales of the Warriors
Dark forest Randomness: Part 1
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warriors.

Tigerstar was wondering around when he saw a small fire.
He tried to pick up the fire to move to his camp (which was the old
Thunderclan camp) when an overhanging branch was caught in the fire.
Soon the whole of the Dark Forest was on fire and Brokenstar blamed Tigerstar for it going up in flames.
In fact, the rest of the Dark Forest cats blamed the former Shadowclan Leader for their Dark Forest being on fire.
Hawkfrost suggested that as punishment Tigerstar should wear a bright pink Tutu and be shown to the living clans as well as Starclan.

Soon Tigerstar in his bright pink Tutu was now known as Tigerstar the Pink instead of Tigerstar the bloodthirsty.
Well that was in Tigerstar's mind. Anyway, the Dark Forest cats was laughing and filming Tigerstar in his Tutu while dancing before posting it up on the internet.

Shortly, the rest of the world was watching a dark brown tabby cat dancing around in a bright pink Tutu.
Tigerstar growled before roasting Ashfur from Thunderclan on the burning Dark Forest. Ashfur screamed in pain as the flames moved on to the dead cat.
Two hours later, Ashfur was gone for good since his spirit was burned...

(A/N: It's short as I have a slight Writer's block yet again. Up next Starclan Randomness: Part 2! Stay Tuned!)

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Random tales of the Warriors:
Starclan randomness:part 2
Disclaimer:I do not own the Warriors. Erin Hunter does.

Bluestar was looking at her results for her exams in Cat Pyschology, Chemistry and Biology.
She was hoping that she hadn't failed her three Cat AS.
The former Thunderclan Leader glanced down at her results and sighed in relief.
She had passed Cat Psychology, Chemistry and Biology for the first half of her exams.
Then she saw Ashfur (Thunderclan's Ashfur,not Shadowclan's elder Ashfur) walking over to her
with a dazed smile on his face.

"Hey Bluestar! I passed Chemistry with a U!" grinned Ashfur. Bluestar sighed in disbelief.
"Ashfur, you haven't passed Chemistry. You've failed. Getting a grade U is really bad.
It's not something to be proud of," Bluestar replied. Ashfur's face darkened in rage.
"You're jealous that I have a better grade than you!" growled Ashfur.
He walked off in a huff.

Bluestar sighed in an attemp to keep her temper calm. Whitestorm walked over to her.
"I heard Professor Thunder saying that if Ashfur fails his resit,he will not be back in Chemistry next year.
He says that Ashfur needs to stop thinking about Squirrelflight in the living Thunderclan and move on," Whitestorm whispered.

~~~~~~Meanwhile in the never ending corner of Starclan~~~~~~~~~~~

Mosskit was playing when another dead apprentice from another clan hissed at her.
Mosskit stepped backwards as she was only small and young.
The young kitten left her playing area in search for her aunt Snowfur.
She then found a blue twoleg thing on the ground and began to play with
chewed on the corner of the twoleg object when she was picked up by Snowfur by the scruff of her neck.
"Mosskit,what have you found?"asked Snowfur. Mosskit dropped the twoleg object.
"A twoleg object" replied Mosskit. Snowfur looked at it.
"It's a thing twolegs wear around their necks to get into buildings which only certain twolegs are allowed in,
such as a college. It is called an ID card," Snowfur explained.

(A/N: That's this Chapter done! This had been bugging me for two days)

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Random tales of Warriors: Chapter 25
Dark forest: Part 2
Disclaimer:I do not own Warriors. I only own the poem.

A light brown tabby tom with blue eyes walked into the Fast Food restaurant, with a piece of paper in his paws.
A spotted faced twoleg glared at him.
"Let me guess. You are here to apply for a job at the Fast food restaurant?" asked the twoleg.
"Yes. Now bow to my powers of Doom! I will take over the world!" yelled Hawkfrost.
The Fast food restaurant guy glared at Hawkfrost before sighing and tell him he had a job.

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In Starclan, Ashfur looked at the rejection letter from The fast food restaurant.
The fast food restaurant had been the last job he applied for and getting rejected made him down.
He opened a blue notebook and wrote a poem about drowning in invisible tears.

I sit in my nest, listening to my thoughts that haunt me
yet inside I am lost, never feeling the warmth I long for
On the outside I fake a smile,knowing that no one can see
the tears that fall for they are unseen
How is it that I've stop showing the hurt from showing on the outside
and yet I'm drowning in invisible tears on the inside?

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Hawkfrost was enjoying himself at the fast food restaurant when the food inspectors came in to the branch,
and declared that the tabby cat was not a twoleg but an animal.
The fast food restaurant branch was soon down with Hawkfrost fired from his job twenty minutes into his first day in the job at the fast food restaurant.

A record for him, since he was usually fired an hour after starting a job.
He frowned and decided to burn the dark forest in rage.
Sadly for the light tabby tom, Darkstripe saw him set fire to the Dark forest and told Tigerstar about his son.
Tigerstar decided to punish Hawkfrost in the same way Hawkfrost had punished him for setting fire to the forest.
By putting Hawkfrost in a pink tutu and forcing him to sing before posting the video on the internet.

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Brokenstar was plotting in his dark lair of evil (really it was a cold cave with a wooden door).
He was plotting how he would bring down his arch-enemy, Yellowfang, who had given him a death berry.
He was angry that his life had ended by a death berry fed to him by Yellowfang, who had betrayed Shadowclan
and joined Thunderclan.
"Finally,Yellowfang,I will kill you like you killed me!" yelled Brokenstar.

(A/N: That's this chapter written up. Sorry if the poem seems a bit depressing.
Next Chapter will be Starclan Randomness part 3!)

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The Random tales of the Warriors
Starclan randomness: part 3
Disclaimer:I don't own the Warriors.

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Whitestorm was busy reading the cat psychology booklet. Thunder (the founder and first leader of Thunderclan) was teaching psychology but had given the rather small class of fourteen cat students a break in their two hour lesson.
Whitestorm watched as Redtail, Longtail and Lionheart were throwing paper balls into the bin. Willowpelt was talking to Goldenflower about their planned outing to Bluestar's pub. Spottedleaf was arguing with Yellowfang about the clans. Bluestar was sharping her claws. One of the cats had fallen asleep.
Whitestorm was looking at his phone before staring at the potted plant in the corner of the classroom. He wondered if there was life on other planets. Then he heard his inner voice in his head.

"Whitestorm, I'm bored," whined the voice.
"Belt up," thought the white tom.
"I can't. You have to save me from being bored to death," the voice whispered.
Whitestorm sighed and ignored the voice. Then Longtail suggested about having a giraffe in the classroom, making the class stare at him.

"Longtail, why a giraffe?" asked Bluestar, confused.
"Why not a giraffe? It could make psychology more interesting," replied Longtail.
"Maybe you could do that when you do your teaching task before the half term, if you want to do that?" suggested Thunder. The class became silent. Tumbleweed rolled across the classroom floor. Then Longtail spoke.
"Awesome!" cried Longtail. Thunder sighed. Whitestorm could sense that this wasn't going to go well.
"Now, you have only three lessons in order to prepare the half an hour talk before the half term. I will pair you up into four groups of two and two groups of three since there are only fourteen students in this class. Get a piece of paper out and write your name on it. I will draw out your names and you will be working with those students on an essay that is in your booklets," explained Thunder.

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Yellowfang was playing a card game with Runningnose, Swiftpaw, Mintkit, Marigoldkit, Runningwind, Leopardstar, Heavystep, Loudbelly, Tallstar, Deadfoot and Gorsepaw.
She was certain that Heavystep was cheating in their game of New Market since the former Riverclan warrior had the most mice while Swiftpaw had the least mice.
The former Medicine cat was trying to stop Heavystep from cheating by making sure that the kings of Diamond was in the other pack she had since she was the one dealing the cards out to the group.
Before Yellowfang knew it, the whole of Starclan cats had joined in. Instead of there being two packs of cards, there were now at least fifty packs of cards being used.
Then the news reporter cat named Randomclaw started to report the massive game of New Market.
"Here at Warrior News Flash, we see a vast game of New Market being played. This card game involves the players putting a mouse on an Ace and another in the middle as a Jackpot.
The winner is the one that has no cards left at the end after card has been placed down, though it can be double the jackpot if the winner also has a king of a suit. The cat with the most mice is Heavystep," reported Randomclaw.

(A/N: That's the end of that section. New Market is a card game that my family used to play on Saturdays but it caused arguments between my younger brother and sister. Sorry for the long wait for this Update. I have been busy with College work. But now it is the christmas Holiday. )

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Chapter 27

Random tales of the warriors : Dark forest

A/N:I don't own the warriors series.

Thistleclaw was waiting patiently for his bus that would take him to the Dark Forest College when a huge gust of wind blew him into Sourge. The former Bloodclan leader glared at the former Thunderclan warrior before turning to face his former second in command,Bone and the two toms talked about the Dark Forest football club's defeat against Starclan rangers. Bone spoke angrily about how Darkstripe failed to score a goal despite having a clear shot or two. Soon the bus came and Thistleclaw sat down on the seat on the right in the third row. The journey passed without much trouble for Thistleclaw as he fell asleep on the bus since it would take an hour to reach the college. He woke up suddenly as a rather rude cat by the name of Mapleshade, prodding him in the side. She did not apologise for prodding and invading his personal space. He sighed mentally before playing on his mobile phone. He played a game of snake to beat his previous high score of 8,800. Sadly he didn't beat the high score. Once the bus reached the college, Thistleclaw got off the bus and walked to the Higher Education room which everyone knew as the HE room. The tom saw his former apprentice, Tigerclaw, sitting in a soft blue chair, listening to his Catpod.

"Hello, Tigerclaw. How are you on this fine windy day?"asked Thistleclaw.

"I'm fine today,Thistleclaw. Ready for Shredtail's lesson first thing?"asked Tigerclaw.

"No. He's far to chipper in the mornings even though he claims that he's not a morning cat,"groaned Thistleclaw.

(A/N: it's short as not many ideas/inspiration have occurred since I last wrote. And due to the original chapter 27 being trapped on my pen drive and the amount of assignments I've had to do for the last three months.)

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The random tales of the Warriors:
Randomness with the Dark Forest: Part 3
A/N: I don't own Warriors.

Tigerstar was walking around when he saw Scourge walking towards him. Tigerstar looked around for a place to hide from Scourge.
However, the former Blood clan leader spotted him and waved at him. Tigerstar screamed in fear and Scourge frowned.
"Tigerstar, my dear foe. Do I really strike fear into your heart?" asked the smaller tom.
"Yes-No Scourge. I thought I saw a huge spider," stammered Tigerstar. He saw the former Bloodclan leader relax.
"I came over to ask if you would like to play football*," meowed Scourge. They picked their teams and named them.
On Tigerstar's team was Brokenstar, Hawkfrost, Ashfur (the dark forest cats had kidnapped him) and other former clan cats who were evil minus Mapleshade.
On Scourge's team was Bone, some random Bloodclan cats and Darkstripe.
Because all the Dark Forest cats were taking part in the game of football, Tigerstar had to drag Goldenflower from Starclan, so they could have a referee to make sure that none of the teams were cheating.
The match began and Tigerstar's team had scored their first goal.
Then as Tigerstar was about to pass the ball to Brokenstar, Scourge bit him on the shoulder.
"Goldenflower, Scourge bit me on the shoulder!" yelled Tigerstar. Goldenflower sighed.
" I did not see anything so stop complaining, Tigerstar! What are you, a mouse?" muttered Goldenflower, waving around her mice tokens that Scourge had bribed her with.

Meanwhile, in the darkest part of the Dark Forest, Thistleclaw was with a few cats when they saw a group of cats sitting around a camp fire.
Then the group of cats vanished into thin air. Thistleclaw sighed and noticed a can of fizzy drink standing innocently on the ground.
The can was oddly shaped and it looked like mist was coming off it. Thistleclaw looked at the can before prodding it with a paw.
It felt cold and smooth under his paw. He removed his paw and sighed. Before he could do anything, a twoleg suddenly appeared and stole the can.
Then the can burst open, spreading its liquid fizz all over the forest floor and the twoleg. But the twoleg shrugged and walked away, carrying his stolen drink.

Five million fox tails away, the football game ended with Team Bloodclan winning the match through cheating and bribing Goldenflower.
The Dark forest cats went their separate ways and laughed as Tigerstar was forced to wear a pink t-shirt with orange polka dots, and a pink tutu.
He also had to sing the most annoying and girlish song while dancing in a ridiculous way. Scourge recorded Tigerstar's act and put it on the internet.
Then Mapleshade padded in to the clearing, where Scourge and Tigerstar were, holding a poster.
"Where have you been, Mapleshade? I needed you to help my team win the football match" asked Tigerstar.
Mapleshade glared at Tigerstar and opened up the poster.
"I went shopping and brought a poster of this twoleg monster on two legs" explained Mapleshade.

(A/N: This is the true chapter 27 and it is very late in its upload due to the fact I forgot it was on my USB.
The * after football is because where I live soccer is known as football. It's a short chapter due to lack of ideas. )

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The random tales of the warriors.

Chapter 28: Starclan randomness part 4

Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors. I only own Gizmo, Skyglitter, Treepaw, Patchpaw, Greenpaw, Warmkit, Whiskeypaw, Greatkit, Fastpaw, Butterkit and Bluekit.

In Starclan, the former leaders were talking about what they should've done when they were alive when Bluestar walked in, holding a broomstick.
"Err, Bluestar, what are you doing with that twoleg object?" asked Crookedstar, looking worried. Bluestar smirked in a rather evil way which made the former Riverclan leader regret even asking.
"Crookedstar, I am planning to drive out Thistleclaw with this twoleg object that is called a broomstick that an insane twoleg with a stick kindly gave to me. Do you want to come and watch?" asked Bluestar.
Crookedstar and the other former leaders decided to run for the non-existent hills of Starclan.
Bluestar shrugged her shoulders and went to find Thistleclaw...

Meanwhile in a distant clearing, Thistleclaw was with Snowfur when he shuddered violently.
He had a very bad feeling that something was going to happen to him.
Then Bluestar randomly appeared with a broomstick in her paws, while she was followed by a white tom with odd coloured eyes and a white she-cat with blue eyes.
"Err, Bluestar? Who are the cats that are following you?" asked Thistleclaw.
"Oh the she-cat is Skyglitter and the old tom is Gizmo, a former Kittypet that passed on. He gets dragged to the clan side by Skyglitter. They are here to watch me chase you from Starclan as you are evil and I dislike you," replied Bluestar.
"I doubt this will be interesting as you said it will be, Skyglitter. So I'll be on this randomly conveniently placed rock and bask in this sunlight," grumbled the very old tom.
"But Gizmo, this will be interesting! Don't be such a grumpy flea bag! You are just as grumpy as Yellowfang. Maybe you two should meet up and grumble about us younger cats," sighed Skyglitter.
"Whatever happened to respecting your elders, Skyglitter? I'm only grumpy because you dragged me from an old female housefolk's lap! Her lap was warm and comfortable. She was giving me a brush of my fur with her hands just like she used to when we alive! I was content of just watching the living world to see my former housefolk go on with their lives while I wait for them to join the afterlife.
And I was meant to go and see my brother, sister my niece, her mother and my last male companion when I was alive after my observation of the housefolk we lived with during our lives," ranted Gizmo.
"I'm sorry Gizmo, but this will only take a second of your time" sighed Skyglitter.
Thistleclaw was distracted by the Kittypet and the strange clan cat that he did not see Bluestar swing the broomstick at his rear. He yelped and glared at Bluestar.
"You crazy mouse brain! Why did you hit me with that twoleg object? It hurts and I can't feel my poor rear!" hissed Thistleclaw.
Bluestar swung the broomstick again and Thistleclaw leaped to the side.
Skyglitter and Gizmo stopped arguing to see Thistleclaw being chased by a broomstick-welding Bluestar.
Snowfur was chasing Bluestar to stop her sister from harming her mate and father of her kit, Whitestorm. Skyglitter and Gizmo looked at each in silence.
"I guess that was interesting. Is it always this entertaining in Starclan?" asked Gizmo, odd eyes glittering with amusement.
The old tom suddenly let out a wheezy laugh.
"Sadly, not in my Starclan. This Starclan, however is a completely different matter all together now.I believe that this Starclan is a lot crazier than before.
I mean we have a Pub that Clan cats can gamble mice away in a game of new market.Then there is a Fresh kill pile that is guarded by Owlstar and his warriors. Then there is the moss kit's sweetshop," replied Skyglitter.
"Well, this old cat has seen enough for today. Please take me back to the housefolk's den before my family and friend starts to look for me," wheezed Gizmo. Skyglitter took the old tom back to the Kittypet afterlife, as they both heard Thistleclaw's yelps, thuds of Bluestar's broom and Snowfur's yells for Bluestar to stop.

Meanwhile, in Mosskit's shop, Snowkit was looking around as Speckletail and Dappletail rolled their eyes at Snowkit.
"Of all the things we could do on Snowkit's birthday, he picks to go to Mosskit's sweetshop!" groaned Dappletail, shaking her head.
"It could have been worst. Remember Swiftpaw's birthday, last moon? Swiftpaw, Smokepaw, Badgerfang, Adderpaw, Molepaw, Sweetpaw, Shrewpaw, Primrosepaw, Pikepaw, Cherrypaw, Ravenpaw, Spottedpaw, Gorsepaw, Lightningpaw, Acornpaw, Snailpaw, Tansypaw, Emberkit, Treepaw, Greenpaw, Patchpaw, Fastpaw, Whiskeypaw, Warmkit, Butterkit, Greatkit, Bluekit and Blossompaw all went camping and they destroyed that twoleg den with Lionblaze, who is a bad Influence on the younger cats. I can't imagine what they will do next" sighed Speckletail.

Soon the two she-cats herded Snowkit to the playground for young kits. All of the Thunderclan cats that had joined Starclan were there to grant Snowkit's wish. The young kit wished to have the ability to make himself visible or invisible with a single thought.

"Are you ready for your presents, Snowkit?" asked Frostfur. Snowkit nodded in excitement and began to open up his presents.
From the absent Bluestar, he got a few packets of sweets.
From Snowfur and Thistleclaw, Snowkit received a book on how to be the best warrior, written by Thunder himself.
From Ashfur, he received a book on how to deal with bad situations.
From Swiftpaw and the other apprentices, Snowkit received a camping kit, complete with matches.
Sadly, Speckletail took the matches away and told Snowkit that he will not touch the matches until he was at least six seasons old.
From Whitestorm and the warriors, the kit received a book of stories about their battles.
From the queens, Snowkit received a few mice and a ball of moss.
From the elders, he received a book of myths.
From Skyglitter, the visiting Starclan cat, he received a book of healing herbs plus a pack of his favourite sweets, Sugar mice.
From Gizmo, the elderly Kittypet, he received a ball of twoleg stuff.
"That's a ball of wool. One of my housefolk used to make things with the wool. She still does. The blankets were the best as they were simple but warm. The younger cats liked to play with the wool too," sighed Gizmo.
Snowkit looked at the old cat with wide blue eyes.
"Would you tell me stories about your life when you was alive? Were you a cheeky kit?" asked Snowkit. Gizmo chuckled.
"I was a cheeky kit, so many years ago. Almost twenty two years to be exact. One time, my housefolk had gotten married and they had these gifts that their guests had brought them. They were unwrapped and the paper looked so fun to play in, so I jumped into the paper. Another time, the housefolk, my housefolk were staying with, had a bird table. I climbed it to get the birds. Once, both my brother and I cleared out our housefolk's neighbour's fish pond. But as I got older, I stopped doing those things. I did smack the younger cats who disturbed my peace or flicked my tail in anger when the two kits my housefolk were given decided to guide me back inside the house," sighed Gizmo. Snowkit looked at Gizmo in awe.
"What happened to your brother?" asked Snowkit.
"He passed away before I did. His death was violent. He suffered a heart attack and died. Our sister died while our housefolk were away. My niece died at four years old. She had been poisoned by some crazy housefolk who poisoned the pigeon she ate. Her mother was put down because she had blood poisoning, caused by a flea bite. My male companion was hit by a monster, months after my death.
My own death, I tried to fight for my housefolk's sakes. But the female housefolk told me to go and I did. But that's all in the past now," sighed Gizmo.
"Now, we shouldn't think such morbid things on Snowkit's birthday, Gizmo. Anyway, Snowkit, it is time for Starclan to grant your wish to be invisible at will.
So, go and use your temporary powers for mischief on the living Thunderclan" chuckled Skyglitter.
Snowkit grinned and set off to torment Berrynose.

(A/N: I've decided to end this chapter with Snowkit setting off to torment Berrynose as this chapter is already three pages and 1372 words. I've also got an assignment that I need to finish off before next week so, I won't be updating this story or any of the others for a while. As for not updating this story during the summer holidays, I've been a bit lazy and I've been reading Pokémon fanfics for half the summer. I wonder what Snowkit would do to Berrynose with his temporary powers? Find out in Part 5 of the Starclan Randomness.)

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The random tales of the Warriors

Chapter 29: Dark forest randomness part four

A/N: I don't own the warriors

Darkstripe was in his forensic chemistry class, listening to Mapleshade talking about chromatography when the class had to do some calculations on column efficiency.
Darkstripe sighed since he hated calculations and maths.
His phone's battery wasn't fully charged and he had left his calculator at home. The weather was horrible and he wanted the day to be over so he could go home and sleep.
Thistleclaw was closing his eyes when Mapleshade asked if he was alright. Darkstripe sighed again and started to work out the answers for the two questions.****

A few hours passed and Darkstripe was sitting on the bus with the younger warriors that had trained with the dark forest, while he listened to his music on his cat pod.
He had already said his goodbye to Tigerstar and was just watching the rain fall on the windows of the bus.
The sky had darkened and all Darkstripe could hear besides his music was the younger warriors.
His phone was on thirty percent and he had three hours of battery life left. He would not reach his home for an hour and ten minutes.
He had been in his second year for a month now and the warrior finance had been partially untouched by him.
He only used the loan for travelling to Dark Forest College and the University of Central Forest.
Darkstripe looked out of the window and saw a dog in a van. He spent most of the journey looking out of the window.
Before he knew it, he was home. The former Thunderclan warrior was bored and decided to read some Fanfiction while drinking hot chocolate,when he received a phone call from some cat that was pranking him with silent calls.
He sighed and decided to watch a comedy show about a twoleg female who pretends to be posh. Then the adverts came on and there was an advert about a bear on a sofa advertising a company.
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Meanwhile, Thistleclaw was holding a party when Jayfeather gatecrashed the party with a few starclan cats.A homeless Twoleg was holding a bag of crisps out to some kits.
Thistleclaw growled at the Twoleg and decided to chase the Twoleg away from his party. Then the warrior cat police force turned up to arrest Thistleclaw for disturbing the neighbours.
Thistleclaw was found to have catnip in his possession and was jailed for ten moons.

(A/N: This chapter was typed on my phone and sorry for the lack of humor in the chapters. If anyone can guess what show Darkstripe is watching, post the answer in the review. The next chapter will be the fifth part of Starclan randomness. Edit:This chapter was posted to the doc manager since I first wrote it. I have only just posted to my story as of today(28/10/14). And I have fixed a mistake in Darkstripes point of view that I didn't notice when I posted the doc to my story yesterday(29/10/14).)

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The random tales of the warriors

Starclan randomness:part 5

Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors

Snowkit made his way into the living Thunderclan camp and made his way to Berrynose while the cream coloured tom slept.
Snowkit crept over to the sleeping warrior and whispered in his ear.
"Berrynose. Berrynose. Wake up!" hissed the white kit,before pouring ketchup on himself.
Berrynose woke up and screamed.
He woke up the other warriors and Snowkit went invisible.
"What in Starclan's name are you screaming about, Berrynose?" growled Cloudtail.
"Cloudtail, I saw a bloodied kit staring at me and whispering my name in my ear. Look over there, Cloudtail" whispered Berrynose.
"Berrynose, there's nothing there. I suggest that you don't have any of Lionblaze's roasted marshmallows before you go to sleep" growled Cloudtail.
Berrynose began to protest but the white tom was not having any of it.
"Berrynose, if you don't want to be cleaning out Purdy's, Sandstorm's and Greystripe's nests for a moon, keep your muzzle shut" warned the white tom.
Then as Cloudtail turned away, Snowkit made a meep sound that was heard by the older warrior.
"That's it, Berrynose. You are cleaning the elder's den for two moons" snarled Cloudtail.

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Meanwhile, Bluestar was waiting for the bus to take her home from Starclan's college of the brave when two buses with the same number pulled in to the college.
The two bus drivers argued and the bus company was called.
In the end, Bluestar's bus was the first one while Tallstar's bus was the second bus.
Bluestar put on her catphone and listened to music.

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Meanwhile Honeyfern was on Starclan station waiting for the train to take her to UCSC (University of Central Starclan) when her train was cancelled.
She sighed and waited for the half past train to take her to up to the place the UCSC was.
By the time Honeyfern reached the building, she had reached the lecture building three minutes late.
She quickly sat down and grabbed her notebook out of her bag.
She wrote a lot of notes on how to be a Starclan Warrior Cats Police before heading back to the train station and catching the train to a main station.
She waited until the sky grew dark for the train that would take her to the halt station she had got on at the start of her journey.

(A/N: This is the last chapter for Starclan. The bus mix up occurred to me when the bus I catch from the college came in twice.
Ended up on the first bus while the second bus ended up being the bus the first bus was meant to be.
I did write most of this chapter on my phone (13/10/14) on the bus.
Next instalment of the random tales of the warriors will be on the Tribe of Rushing water.
This was edited on the 20/10/14. Edited Note 2: This was extended on the 23/03/15)

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The Random tales of the warriors.

Dark forest Randomness: Part 5

Disclaimer:I do not own the warriors series. I also do not own Hill climb racer or the Sims 3.

Thistleclaw was roaming around the Dark forest when he found an old mobile phone on the ground.
He picked it up and noticed it still had full bar of battery power. He sighed and decided to use the phone for pure evil.
In his mind, he can call up random numbers and prank call them.
Thistleclaw pulled out a massive phone book from thin air and began to dial random numbers.

~~~~~~~Meanwhile, in the Thunderclan Medicine cat den~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jayfeather was using his new phone to play a game which involved a twoleg driving random vehicles over so many hills and bridges.
Then his phone rang, interrupting Jayfeather's game.
"Who is it that is calling me in the middle of my game?" grumbled the grey tabby tom.
"It is I, the fridge! It is your destiny to rule the lake clans! By using the powers, I bestow on you, Jayfeather! You have six days and twenty-three hours to complete your destiny, otherwise you lose the powers that I bestowed on you," the caller announced.
"Thistleclaw, I know it is you. Just give up trying to prank call me," grumbled Jayfeather, before he hung up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back in the Dark forest~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"How did Jayfeather knew it was me? I'm sure Ashfur told him," growled Thistleclaw.
He had asked Ashfur to find out Jayfeather's new phone number and it seemed that Ashfur told the medicine cat what he was planning.
He looked for Bluestar's phone number in the Phone book of Starclan and rang it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In the Old Thunderclan camp in Starclan~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bluestar was looking at the television as she played on the Cat station.
She was playing a game where she controlled a group of twolegs and everything in her pet twolegs' lives.
She felt like she was so powerful when she played the game. Anyway, Bluestar was making one of the twolegs write a book in the game called The Day my Fridge ate my Dog when her phone rang. She answered her phone after pausing her game and looking out into the Dark forest.
"Bluestar, it is I, the fridge! You have to allow Thistleclaw back into Starclan, otherwise my army of Fridges will find you and eat you to restore the sacred Fridge Being named Dave," the called announced.
"Thistleclaw, I am not fooled by your prank call" sighed Bluestar.
"How did you know it was me?" asked Thistleclaw.
"Because, Thistleclaw, I can see you, Tigerstar and Hawkfrost dressed up as fridges" sighed Bluestar, before hanging up.
She went back to her game.
"Now, Twig, you shall write the most epic novel ever! It shall be called The Day My Fridge Ate My Neighbour! Why are you leaving your computer? Oh, I forgot that you need sleep," Bluestar whispered.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back in the Dark forest~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thistleclaw looked at Tigerstar and Hawkfrost before sighing.
"All the cats knew that I was prank calling them! I fail at being a prankster!" wailed Thistleclaw.
"Cheer up, Thistleclaw. We could always prank the twolegs," suggested Tigerclaw.
"Ok. Let's go and prank some twolegs," replied Thistleclaw.
The three cats left the Dark Forest and pulled the weeping fridge prank on the unsuspecting twolegs.

(A/N: Finally finished this chapter! According to Sleepstar of Shadowclan, I had not written part five of the dark forest randomness so here it is after so many months of being stuck on my USB. This chapter has many fridges in it for some weird reason and this had been written at 23:49 GMT daylight saving. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and I am sorry for the lateness in updating the story, due to being busy and procrastinating with my story ideas.)

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Random tales of the Warriors

Interlude 3 :Hawkfrost's and Snowkit's train journey.

Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors. I only own Hawkstar and Daggerstar.

Snowkit was waiting at the Starclan/Dark forest train station with Hawkfrost for the 08:31 train to the sun down place.
Hawkfrost was forced to take Snowkit to the sun down place as he had lost a bet with Speckletail over a game of cheat.
The train pulled in to the station and the two cats boarded the train.
They sat down in a seat and Hawkfrost brought two return tickets for twenty mice and three birds.
Snowkit was busy looking outside the window of the train while Hawkfrost texted Tigerstar to ask about what he wanted from a shop near the Sun down place.

Shortly, the two toms were at a station named Kittypet Station to change over to another train, which would arrive at Sun down Station at 09:05.
Hawkfrost, guided Snowkit to the subway which would lead them to the platform their train would depart from.
"Hawkfrost? Will there be any other kits at the sun down place? I really want to make friends with other kits from other clans," whispered Snowkit.
"I don't know, Snowkit. But we shall have fun and you can go back to Starclan a happier kit. As for me, I will have all of the Dark Forest cats calling me a big softie," sighed Hawkfrost.
"Oh. But I thought your reputation was ruined by that video of you wearing the pink tutu of shame?" asked Snowkit.
"Not as ruined as Tigerstar's reputation. He cannot go out in public as the Dark Forest cats laugh at him. Daggerstar and Hawkstar even follow him around, calling out Tigerstar, Tigerstar, what a lovely pink tutu you have," grinned Hawkfrost.

Soon the train arrived and the two toms boarded the train.
The train journey was rather boring, but the two cats soon found themselves at the sun down place.
Snowkit was looking around when he spotted Mosskit with Darkstripe.
"Hawkfrost, is that Darkstripe with Mosskit? How did Darkstripe convince Bluestar to allow Mosskit to come with him here?" asked Snowkit.
"I don't know, Snowkit. I will ask him, while you talk to Mosskit," replied Hawkfrost.
"Ok, Hawkfrost. Mosskit! What are you doing here? Hawkfrost took me here because he lost a bet with Speckletail over who can lie their way through a game of cheat," yelled Snowkit as he ran over to his friend.
"Oh, Darkstripe offered to take me here, but told me to not tell Bluestar where I went today," replied Mosskit.
"So, Hawkfrost. Did you steal Snowkit from his mother?" asked Darkstripe.
"No! I lost a bet with Speckletail," sighed Hawkfrost.
"Do you want to make a bet with me for thirty mice? The tom that can entertain the two kits the most today will receive thirty mice from the loser," replied Darkstripe.
"You are on, Darkstripe," growled Hawkfrost.

The day passed with the two Dark Forest cats competing against each other at who can entertain the two Starclan kits the most.
"Ok, Snowkit, Mosskit. Which cat provided the most fun to this rather dull outing?" asked Darkstripe and Hawkfrost.
"You, Darkstripe. You tripping over that rock was funny," the two kits replied.
"Hand over thirty mice, Hawkfrost!" sneered Darkstripe. Hawkfrost parted with his thirty mice and looked at Snowkit.
"How could you betray me, Snowkit? I thought we were friends!" wailed Hawkfrost.
"We are but Darkstripe made the outing more fun!" grinned the white kitten.
"Besides, you have to stay and watch Bluestar yell at Darkstripe for kidnapping me!" grinned Mosskit, a paw pointing at a bluish-grey blur in the distance.
"DARKSTRIPE! HOW DARE YOU KITTEN NAP MY KIT, MOSSKIT! NO WONDER YOU ENDED UP IN THE DARK FOREST, YOU MANGY FLEABITTEN MOUSEBRAIN!" yelled Bluestar as she ran towards them.
Behind her was Harshfang and Hatedpaw, the two Warrior Cat Police officers.
"Darkstripe of the Dark Forest, formerly of Thunderclan and then Shadowclan, you are arrested for kitten napping Bluestar's kit, Mosskit. Anything you say will be used against you in court," growled Harshfang as he put the handcuffs on Darkstripe's front paws.
"Are you also a victim of a kitten napping, Snowkit?" asked Hatedpaw, her green eyes looking at Snowkit.
"No, Officer Hatedpaw. Hawkfrost was forced to take me out by Speckletail. She wanted to meet with Frostfur for their weekly chat but didn't have anyone to look after me," replied Snowkit.
"Well, Harshfang and I will take care of this Mousebrained fleabag. You, Hawkfrost, Bluestar and Mosskit are free to go home," replied Hatedpaw.

Soon, Hawkfrost had taken Snowkit home and was about to eat his meal when Tigerstar walked in.
"Hawkfrost? Darkstripe wants me to bail him out of Cat Jail. If I do bail him out, what should his punishment be?" asked Tigerstar.
"He should wear the pink tutu of shame with the fairy wings of shame and have all the cats from Starclan and the Dark Forest to pelt him with rotten fruit while Daggerstar films it and Hawkstar puts the video on Cat Tube," replied Hawkfrost, his icy blue eyes glittering with malice.
"I love that punishment. I will pitch it with the others and bail out Darkstripe," sighed Tigerstar, holding up the mobile phone to call the Warrior Cat Police station.

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A day passed and Darkstripe was stood in front of every single cat from both the Dark Forest and Starclan.
They watched as Darkstripe put on the pink tutu and fairy wings.
"As punishment, we, the crowd of cats, are allowed to throw rotten fruit at Darkstripe for his crime at kitten napping Snowkit of Starclan. This will be filmed and placed on the internet for the world to see," hissed Bluestar.
Darkstripe visibly wilted at the thought of his reputation being ruined for the rest of his afterlife.
But before he could dwell on that train of thought any longer, a rotten tomato hit his muzzle.
"Twenty points for Bluestar!" yowled Firestar, throwing a rotten orange.

(A/N: I apologise for the long delay in getting this chapter up.
I was busy with my University, then with my redone dissertation project (which I had only three weeks to research more and write) and I did not have the motivation to complete this chapter.
From now on, I will write when I am updating any of my stories on Tumblr which the link to my blog which is at daggerpaw. tumblr . com.
Also, Snowkit can hear Hawkfrost, Snowkit, Harshfang, Hatedpaw and Bluestar in this story.
I do have a story series planned for Snowkit in a school setting but this will be done, once one of my three multi-chaptered stories are finished. Next chapter of this story will be focused the tribe and the tribe of Endless hunting, then; the kittypets, loners and rogues and then Skyclan. Enjoy this interlude three.)

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The random tales of the warriors

Tribe of rushing water randomness part one

Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors. I own the OC's and what Plot there is in this story.

Stormfur was watching his mate, Brook, when the tribe Teller walked in to the cave.
The Clan born cat was rather confused, as it seemed that the Teller was panicked about something.
"What is wrong, Stoneteller?" asked Stormfur.
"Hello, Stormfur. I am afraid that some of the tribe need to stop playing games all day and get a job, so the tribe can thrive.
We need more shopping as we have run out of coffee for an elder who is grumpy without their coffee in the mornings.
All the Mothers need their wool for their scarves and hats for the Kits and To-Bes in Training," replied the tribe's new Stoneteller, who was Brook's brother.
"All right. I will also do my bit and get a second part-time job, to help the Tribe," agreed Stormfur.

Shortly, Stormfur and the younger, Tribe cats were at the Cat Library, looking for a job to help the Tribe get Mice Money to buy essentials.
He found a recruitment event for a restaurant that was due to open fairly near the Tribe's territory.
He noticed that the restaurant was named Warriors coffee shop and Bakery.
He booked a time and retrieved a copy of his CV from his email account.
He printed off a few copies of his CV and told the other Tribe members about the event.
The former Riverclan warrior was nervous about going to a job interview after a few years at his part-time job at the Kittypet Bar.
But he was determined to help the Tribe out where he could.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The day of the event came and Stormfur was waiting patiently for the previous group to leave.
He noticed a Tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes walking in.
He watched as she sat down, looking nervous. He decided to walk over and talk to the nervous tortoiseshell she-cat.
"Hello! My name is Stormfur! I live with the Tribe of Rushing Water! What is your name?" asked Stormfur, a grin on his face.
"My name is Warmheart of Lunaeclipseclan! I went to University, studying Cat Crime Science.
But I graduated nearly a year ago and I have been looking for a job since.
Urm, the Cat Job Centre sent me here. I hope I am well prepared for this.
You see, I have had eight Job interviews and I didn't hear anything back from them," sighed the tortoiseshell she-cat, green eyes seeming to dull.

Shortly, Stormfur was being interviewed by a black furred tom with amber eyes, named Nightclaw.
He found that the interview did not feel like an interview and he relaxed.
He asked questions about the job and about the uniform.
At the end of the Interview, he handed over his application form and CV to Nightclaw.
He had seen Warmheart leaving the room as well.
Stormfur asked her how she found the interview and made small talk before watching her leave the building.
Stormfur went to Catos before heading back to the tribe.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, with the Kits ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Brook was watching over the kits, while their mothers had gone to a recruitment event.
A brown kit had gotten a hold of a young Hunter's laptop and decided to play a game.
Unfortunately, the game the kit was playing was called Mad Warrior. And it was a horror game.
Brook quickly told the kit to turn off the game and put the laptop back where it had been found by the kit.
She had decided to read the kits a story for their naps, but ended up falling asleep herself.

A few hours passed, and Brook woke up to find that the walls of the cave had been drawn on and the kits, themselves, were covered in shaving cream.
"What happened to this place?" asked Brook, her eyes gazing around the cave.
She listened as the kits explained everything to her. It certainly was an interesting story, involving markers, shaving cream and glitter.
Brook could see that the kits were embarrassed by their actions that she decided to not tell anyone the story.
Instead, she helped the kits clean up their mess, before the rest of the tribe cats came back.

Shortly, the kits were asleep, when their mothers came back.
"How have the kits been, Brook?" asked a tribe mother.
"They have been fine. There was an incident, but I cleared it up," replied Brook.
She watched as the Mothers curled up to the kits and sighed.
One day, she will become the awesome Brook, master kit sitter. She smiled at the thought of being the leader of a kit army.
She could see it, a group of kits, causing chaos as her enemies feared her army of adorable agents of chaos.
Maybe, Stormfur will be her second in command, being both her mate and partner in chaos.

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Stormfur was having a cup of Coffee, when he got a strange feeling of someone thinking of him and world domination.
He had an awful feeling that his mate was planning world domination again.
He didn't know why his mate was planning world domination again, but he had a feeling that she wanted him to rule by her side.
Which wasn't so strange as she was his mate, but he didn't want to be involved in world domination plots as they reminded him of Stonefur's death when he was an apprentice in Riverclan.
Stonefur had protected both him, Mistyfoot and Feathertail from their deaths at the paws of Tigerstar, because they were Half-Thunderclan, Half-Riverclan. Stormfur was glad that he stayed with the Tribe after the clans moved to the lake.
He had finally found his home where he belonged, and he knew the tribe didn't hate him for being a former Clan cat.

Shortly, Stormfur was leaving Catos the Coffee shop, when he saw the poor lobby host being stopped by a Twoleg, who started to rant about Twoleg problems. Stormfur could see that the Lobby host was becoming unconformable with the situation and decided to tell a member of staff at the counter.
"Hello, can we help you?" asked the female Twoleg.
"Yes. I can't help but notice that your Lobby host looks uneasy as this aging male Twoleg is talking to her.
I think she needs someone to help get her away from this Twoleg. I would but I am afraid of being attacked," replied Stormfur.
"Of course, Stormfur. We will ask a male employee to help our Lobby host. Have a nice day," replied the till staff.
Stormfur left as a member of staff walked over to the Lobby host.

(Woohoo! After starting this chapter on the 13/08/2015, I have only just decided to finish this chapter.
I think I had a part of this chapter typed up on my laptop that refuses to turn on for some odd reason, so, it is stuck on the laptop I cannot use at all.
So, I am back to using a nearly five-year-old netbook, which always have issues when it comes to any windows updates.
I apologise for a lack of updates to any of my stories since whenever I last updated them.
I have a job now, and I have not had any motivation to write about anything related to my stories, when I was job hunting.
Anyway, I hope that you have enjoyed this chapter.
And the thing with the Lobby Host and the strange man talking about problems did happen to me at my new job.
I was clearing some trays when this old man came and started talking to me about his views on Refugees.
He talked to me about how they weren't really children but fifty-year-old men and that they get a lot more than the British Public that require help.
It was rather uncomfortable, and I wanted to leave right there and then.
After the guy left, one of my male co-workers asked me if the old man was trying to chat me up.
To be perfectly honest, I would rather talk to the guy that does magic card tricks to random people than the guy that talked to me about his views on Refugees.)

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The random tales of the Warriors
The Tribe of Rushing Water Randomness: Part 2
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors series. I only own the OC’s and the plot.

Brook where the small fish swim was looking at her mate when she noticed a pale grey she-cat with light green eyes walk into the cave. She noticed that none of the other cats noticed the stranger. She padded over to the stranger, only to notice that the stranger had many scars on her pelt.
“Who are you?” asked Brook. The pale grey cat turned to face her, light green eyes staring at the cave wall.
“I have no idea myself, Brook. Do I even exist? Is this even real? Was my name of Warmth of the falling Sun meant anything? Why do I suffer to walk this lonely path?” asked the she-cat.
“Were you a tribe cat?” asked Brook.
“Once, young one. I was once the Teller of a tribe that lived in between the Luna’s Forest and the Evil’s domain. My tribe was the Tribe of the Falling Snow,” replied the grey cat.
“Why have you come here?” asked Brook.
“To warn you that the Spirits are due to walk among the living as the tenth moon dies,” grinned the grey cat before disappearing.
Brook shot up in her nest.
“Ok, so, I must stay away from bad prey before sleeping,” she muttered.
“Brook! I had the most horrible day! Cats kept asking for coffee, but the coffee machine died mid-shift! And someone demanded we fix it, but the machine is rented!” sobbed Stormfur and he walked to their nest.
“Oh. I hope they fix the machine soon. I just had a very strange dream that a grey cat not from the tribe talking about spirits walking among the living as the tenth moon dies,” sighed Brook.
“Oh! There is a tradition where Twolegs dress up as creatures such as wolves or scary women and men for some reason. Beepelt has decided that us coffee shop workers can dress up for Halloween. I think it is when the moon’s tenth cycle ends, and the eleventh cycle starts. Gizmo explained the whole moon cycles to me, before he left the shop, forgetting his order of Catmint tea. I tried to find him but for an elder he moves fast,” sighed Stormfur.
“Gizmo is dead, Stormfur. He has been dead for eleven years now,” sighed a tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes.
“Wait, what?” asked Stormfur.
“Gizmo is a resident of Kittypet afterlife. Skyglitter keeps dragging him around with her,” replied the tortoiseshell cat, before vanishing.

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A few days passed for Stormfur, since he was told that Gizmo was a ghost. He noticed Max, a white cat with no tail and odd eyes, walk in.
“Can I have a chicken sandwich, Stormfur?” asked Max.
“Sure, but where have you been, Max? You have not been seen for a while,” asked Stormfur.
“You know how Gizmo is a ghost cat? Well, I joined what the Twolegs call the Rainbow Bridge three moons ago. My female twoleg took my passing badly. The one who let me sleep beside her,” whispered Max.
“Oh. I don’t think a chicken sandwich can be eaten by ghosts, sorry,” whispered Stormfur.
“I just wanted to see my favourite coffee worker before I head back to the Kittypet afterlife. Mikey, another cat who was looked after by my twolegs, is going to tease Gizmo, Whiskey and Vicky, Lisa and possibly Tammy too. Maybe Princess will chase us too,” purred Max, before leaving the coffee shop. Stormfur felt sad to hear a customer had died three moons ago, but he felt reassured that he was still around spiritually. Maybe the tenth moon of this year was truly when the dead interacted with the living.

(A/N: This has been half written on my computer for three months now. I had started to write this tale before my cat Max passed away suddenly. I still miss him dearly since he slept on my bed at night. And since it is now the month of October, I decided to write a chapter where ghost cats visit Stormfur and Brook. Mikey, Gizmo, Whiskey, Vicky, Tammy, Lisa and Princess are the names of my cats that passed away years ago when I was a teen and, when I was a child in the case for Lisa. Anyway, enjoy this spooky themed chapter!)

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Random Tales of The Warriors
The Tribe of Rushing Water Randomness: Part 3
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors series or Rain World. I only own the OCs that appear in this.

Stormfur was at his computer, looking at his game library. He was in the mood to play a game, but he had grown tired of the games that had his attention for a few months. He decided to browse the store to find a game to play and stumbled upon a store page for a game called Rain World. He purchased the game and pressed the play button. He could not wait to see what this game was like.
Stoneteller was concerned about the swearing that was coming from Stormfur’s room. He had walked passed the room on his way to the main cave when he heard Stormfur yelling about how a cyan Lizard was a fucking idiot and where had the King Vulture appeared from. Stoneteller opened the door to see Stormfur playing a game.
“Oh hello, Stoneteller. Do you need anything?” asked the former clan cat.
“Is everything alright, Stormfur? I heard you yelling. What are you playing?” asked Stoneteller.
“Oh, I am playing a game called Rain World. You play as this creature called a Slugcat who has to survive a world plague by Rain, caused by these twoleg contraptions called Iterators and everything wants to eat you. You can find two of them in this game,” explained Stormfur.
“Well, can you please not shout out swear words, please? The kits are learning the swear words and their mothers are complaining,” sighed Stoneteller.
“Ok,” sighed Stormfur. Stoneteller left the room and decided to go shopping.
Stoneteller had reached the place he could get his packets of Max Crisps, when he spotted a ginger and white cat arguing with a white cat over several tins of tuna.
“WE do not need seventeen cases of tuna, Sam!” hissed the ginger and white cat.
“Listen here, Lodger! You did not complain when Max brought a whole cooked chicken the other day!” spat the white cat, who must be this Sam the Ginger and white cat was yelling at.
“We are dead! I died before you!” hissed Lodger. Suddenly, the two cats were gone, and a tortoiseshell she-cat appeared, to put back the many cases of tuna.
“Sam loved tuna the most. It was all he would eat when he came along. He did not get on well with Roger the Lodger. We only ever called him lodger because he showed up one day and never left. Knowing those two, they are in the Afterlife, arguing, while Max waits for a time to pounce,” sighed the she-cat as she put back the cases.
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Stormfur was doing another shift at the Cat café on the Station. It was his longest shift in the week. He had a phone call from his boss about opening the shop late, because a weird glitch occurred when he clocked in a minute before his shift officially started. As soon as the shop opened he had a queue of customers wanting coffee. But he was now glad another co-worker showed up so he could have his break. Stormfur was grabbing his lunch when a customer asked him about the meal deal items. He told the customer the items and went to pay for his food. Soon, he sat in the office to enjoy the peace and quiet of his break.
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Closing time came around and Stormfur was finishing the last few jobs when a customer with a horde of kits came in to ask for a latte. Stormfur looked at the coffee machine that had no spout, steamer, and grill on it.
“Sorry, but the coffee machine is not on since we close in three minutes,” he apologised to the customer.
“But I wanted a latte. Come on, kits we are leaving!” sighed the customer.
“Can I get a chocolate bar?” asked a golden tabby kitten.
“No, we are leaving so this guy can go home,” replied the large golden tom. Soon, Stormfur was back with the tribe, unable to walk another step since his legs ached.
(A/N: I wrote this on my day off from work. Sorry for not updating this story in over a year but I have been very busy with both work and my personal life has been busy. We also had two cats die in the space of a month. Both were elderly cats, so we are taking the two oldest cats we have left to the vets on Friday for a check up on their health and to be microchipped. Yesterday (13/4/24) I had an eight and a half hour shift, that was busy all the way through, since football (Soccer), boxing and horse racing was on. And the train operator that owns the station was cancelling trains every few hours so that was fun.)

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The Random Tales of The Warriors
Tribe of Rushing Water Randomness: Part 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors series. Nightflight, Owlfeather, Balefur, Coalclaw, Snake's fang, Mousepelt and Duskeye are OCs created solely for this chapter.

Stormfur headed to the coffee shop he worked at. It was the last Saturday before he was off on a week's holiday. He was going away to the north east, to see a rather touristy landmark known as Hadrian's wall.
He and Brooke wanted to see the sights of the North East. The wall was not the only thing they were going to see. There was a famously haunted Twoleg nest they wanted to see too.
It was a good thing Stormfur could drive a Monster. He still had his Saturday shift to get through. He served his customers until Nightflight came in. He helped fill the shop and soon, Nightflight went to use the dirt place.
While she was gone, he had an old, frail she-cat stumble forwards.
“One Large Decaf latte, please,” she rasped.
“I am terribly sorry, but we are all out of decaf coffee,” he explained.
“YOU NEVER HAVE IT IN! WHAT IS THE POINT OF GIVING YOU SERVICE!” she yelled before shambling out of the shop.
‘What in the Dark Forest did she expect me to do? Pull out a box of decaf out of my furry behind?’ he thought to himself. He continued to work, until it was closing time.
With the shop now closed up for the day, he was officially off for the week. He was looking forward to being away from the coffee shop for a week.
Then when he was back, he would be working until the first week of Leaf-bare. He hope this week’s holiday would be a good time to recover from social interactions with customers.

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Stormfur had enjoyed his week-long break to the north east. It was interesting to see a haunted Twoleg nest and the gap in the wall where a famous sycamore tree used to be.
He had seen that the tree’s stump had some new shoots around the roots of the stump, so maybe a new tree would grow near the felled tree in the future.
Why had some twolegs cut the old tree down and how had they managed to bring the equipment to fell the tree to its location in the first place? He did not know the answers.
He had a nice time away from the coffee shop, except the last night at a lodge, when a twoleg smoked in their room, setting off the rather sensitive fire alarm to the lodge at 1 in the morning, waking up the other guests.
The night air was bitterly cold, and a guest complained about being in their pjs. But it was time to work until the beginning of the Leaf-bare before he got another week long break from work.
The coffee shop had finally been allowed to serve alcohol and he was worried about the customers getting abusive.
So far, the customers were pleasant towards him, but he did have to politely ask some customers to not drink the alcohol in the shop, as the shop only held an off-license.
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Stormfur sighed as he got the coffee shop ready for close. The twoleg holiday season was in full swing, with his store selling Christmas chocolate.
The evening shift was already dragging, but he watched as another twoleg came in.
“I brought this from your store this morning and I was wondering if I could return it for either store credit or a gift card?” asked the twoleg, handing over his receipt with the item he wanted to return.
Stormfur looked at the receipt to see that the twoleg had gotten the item as a freebie for being a loyal customer to his mobile network provider.
“I am deeply sorry, sir, but I will not be able to process this return as it is a free item,” Stormfur replied in a polite tone.
“Why not?” asked the twoleg.
“Because it was a free item. We are unable to process this as a return,” Stormfur explained.
“But can’t you give me store credit for this item? I do not want it anymore,” asked the customer.
“Sorry, but I cannot do anything with the free item. Because it is a free item. I cannot do returns or exchanges on a free item,” replied Stormfur.
The twoleg walked off in a huff and Stormfur felt like looking for hidden cameras because what in the Dark Forest was that Twoleg thinking? Stormfur decided to ask his manager about freebies and returns.
His manager confirmed that freebies could not be returned or exchanged for gift cards or store credit.
Shortly, closing time came and Stormfur was leaving with his final bags of rubbish, plus newspapers when he spotted the roll cages that the morning staff had used to bring the delivery of stock from the stairs at the end of the platform to the shop, left by the back door of the shop.
He groaned and found Owlfeather, an elderly brown tom, to get the keys for the storage room at the end of the platform.
It was where the roll cages were being stored while the lift was being replaced and updated. Finally, Stormfur was free to go home, and he ate with Brooke.

Saturday rolled around and it was time for the Christmas work's do that Balefur had organised.
Coalclaw, Snake's fang, Mousepelt and Duskeye were going.
Stormfur left work and attended the do, although it was not a good time, like Balefur promised.
The group only went to two places and Balefur bailed on them at the second place, citing that she was walking Coalclaw to the bus stop, but she would be back.
Stormfur ended up playing a game of pool with Snake's fang but after their game, the remaining cats decided to leave, when it became clear, Balefur was not coming back.

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The Random Tales of The Warriors
The Christmas Chapter.
Disclaimer : I do not own the Warriors series.
Snow had fallen from the sky as the five clans came together for the last gathering of the year.
The five clan leaders headed toward the tall tree, while the five clans followed their leaders close. The Windclan Leader opened her mouth to speak.
“This is the Last Gathering of the current year. As we do, on the last Gathering of the year, we tell stories of our clan’s histories.
This year, we will talk about how Firestar met the writer of Luna Eclipseclan and how that fateful meeting lead to us being the main focus of this chapter,” the grey she-cat announced.
The snow starts to fall around the five clans and soon, the clans are invisible behind a wall of pure snow.

A ginger cat with green eyes appears through the swirling snow, in the old Forest territories.
He had been told to go hunting as he was not a clan-born cat, and therefore, not allowed to listen to the history of Thunderclan.
He was not told outright about being forbidden to listen to the stories of Thunderclan’s legends and tales. He thought it was unfair that his adopted clan did not accept him as a clanmate fully.
“Life is always a challenge for an outsider. But you will prove your worth to your clan eventually,” a tortoiseshell she-cat purred as she stepped into view.
“This is Thunderclan’s territory!” hissed the ginger cat.
“Relax, Fireheart. I am here to show you something that will give you some strength to face up to whatever life decides to throw at you,” the strange she-cat replied as she flicked her tail.
Suddenly, Fireheart was in a strange den with light blue and light grey wall with a black ceiling. A tall structure had strange box-like objects on its branches.
“This is what we fanfic writers call Cannon. This is the true story we base our own writing on, except we fanfic writers focus on the what-ifs. For example, what if Smudge had joined you in Thunderclan, or what it Redtail had lived.
And there are some writers of fanfics who will write stories where logic does not apply. I am one such writer. We have powers to bend cannon to our wills,” replied the strange cat. Fireheart felt the world shift into darkness.
The ginger warrior blinked his green eyes and saw his clan as they gathered around the elders.
“Who would like to hear about the first leader’s first snow?” asked Halftail.
As Halftail told the clan about the first leader of Thunderclan’s first snow fall, Fireheart could not help but to wonder what he had dreamed about.
Snow started to fall around the cats listening to Halftail and Fireheart thought this was where he was meant to be. In this moment, spending time with the clan.
It was like the strange Christmas movies that Smudge told him about. He decided to go a visit Smudge for a little while. Fireheart saw the Twoleg nests covered in colourful lights, and it was pretty.
One day he hoped his clanmates would see the pretty coloured lights. The snow got heavier, and Fireheart vanished in the snow flurries.

The grey cat looked down at the gathered cats.
“This is why we spend the last gathering telling stories about clan history, so any newcomers to the clans can understand our history and ways of life.
We must remember that not all of our warriors drew their first breath with the clans. This tradition was formed during the Great Journey from our old forest to where we reside now, by the lake.
Now we do this tradition of sharing tales of leaf-bares long passed,” the Windclan leader whispered.

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The Random Tales of the Warriors
Tribe of Rushing Water randomness: Part 5
Disclaimer : I do not own the Warriors series.

Stormfur was working at the Cat Coffee shop at the station. It was the middle of Green leaf, and he was happily serving customers.
He was just cleaning down a side when Graystripe, his father, walked in.
“You never guess what happened outside the train station!” Graystripe yelled as he walked in.
“What happened?” Stormfur asked, curious.
“I was walking into the train station, and I saw a twoleg get knocked over by a different twoleg in mini monster!” replied Graystripe.
“Is the Twoleg that got run over ok?” asked Stormfur.
“They were fine. The Mini Monster was one of those Mobility Scooters I heard Monkeystar of Warrior clan mention,” Graystripe replied.
“As long as the Twoleg is ok, then I guess it was a pretty funny story for them to tell their kits one day,” Stormfur replied.
Graystripe ordered a latte and paid before leaving. Stormfur could not stop thinking about the story his father told him.
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A few hours passed by and Stormfur was still serving customers as he counted down the hours he had left of his shift, when a twoleg approached the till.
“Hello, can I buy a train ticket?” the Twoleg asked.
“We do not sell train tickets here as we are a coffee shop. You will have to go upstairs where the Ticket machines are and buy a ticket there,” Stormfur replied before silently questioning whether he was in the Twilight Zone all of a sudden.
He watched the strange twoleg leave the shop and served the next customer.
“What did they want?” asked the next customer.
“Train tickets. I don’t see any prices for train tickets here. So weird,” replied Stormfur. He took the next customer’s order and continued to work until close.
As he was clocking out and signing off Paperwork, he saw a person trying to get in.
“Shop is closed for the day,” he yelled. As soon as he got back to the Tribe he was going to go to his nest and sleep, because of the strangeness of his day.

(A/N: Short chapter, but I need to go to bed as it is past midnight, and I have work in the morning. But I just found a notebook that had a rough outline and was inspired to write.
The two events in this chapter did happen while I was working. The first happened last year, where someone did get run over by a mobility scooter outside the train station.
They were fine but even they were like, was the person in the mobility scooter blind? They were wearing neon clothing. The second event happened when I was working alone all Saturday a few weeks ago.
Honestly starting to believe that the town I live in is cursed to be chaotic and strange. Every few weeks, something weird happens. Or someone comes in to the shop to be weird.)

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The Random Tales of the Warriors
Randomness with Skyclan: Part 1
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is mentioned in this chapter. I only own Warmheart (the OC) that appears here and the fanfic mentioned.

Leafstar was sitting by her computer, staring at the screen in tiredness. She really wanted to write a fanfiction of her favourite character, but the words were not flowing the way her ideas were.
She missed Sharpclaw and Billystorm as they would help her with her Harry Potter fanfics back when she discovered fanfiction when her clan lived in the gorge.
Leafstar took a sip of her tea and zoned out for a while. Before she knew it, she had a whole page of words. Then Hawkwing ran in, looking frazzled.
“Leafstar! That Fanfiction site you write on had an incident where the fanfictions got taken to be used as a source for AI! Your current fanfic is on that dataset!” he told her.
“WHAT? WHY? Why would anyone do this? What is the point?” she asked.
“The person who did this is throwing a tantrum over on that website that was once called Twitter because he had a ton of angry fanfic authors calling him out for doing this.
Which they had every right to do so as their fanfics were taken to use as a training model for Artificial Intelligence. A lot of fanfic authors have decided to joke that the AI will start generating stories involving the steamiest of smut known to man.
Or it might generate a story consisting of one sentence repeated,” replied Hawkwing.
“Dear Starclan! I have an idea for my next chapter! How about the character battling with an Artificial Intelligence frat boy?” asked Leafstar, before discussing the chapter’s entire plot.

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Hawkwing was taking a walk around Skyclan’s lakeside territory. He had been information dumped on by Leafstar about her latest fanfic ideas.
He wondered how the elderly leader became a fanfic writer. He was pondering so deeply that he bumped into a tortoiseshell she-cat with bright green eyes. By her right eye was a tiny star shaped mark.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“I am Warmheart of Lunaeclipseclan. As for why Leafstar is a fanfic writer, well, the story requires a character to be the one, to be put in the place of a Fanfic writer finding out their works got scraped by someone, who is too lazy to create their own stories.
Writing anything is hard as you either get too many ideas for fanfics or the fanfic you are working on currently hits a wall.
Asking an Artificial Intelligence model to write a story for you will give you a story that lacks heart. A story written by a person holds more soul in it.
An AI can only produce a series of words taken from a source to produce a sentence. I have been a fanfiction writer for over a decade.
It took me years to write thirty nine chapters for the first fanfic I ever wrote. My fandoms changed during that time.
But I always come back to write that fanfic I ever wrote because it is the first one I wrote.
Yes, the writing might not be the best, but it is something I am still proud of, unlike my other fanfic,” sighed the strange tortoiseshell she-cat.
Hawkwing saw in her paws was a piece of paper entitled The Random Tales of Hogwarts.
“Are you a Harry Potter fanfiction writer too?” he asked.
“Years ago. I am trying to think up ideas for that fanfic, but I keep getting ideas for a different fandom,” replied Warmheart.
Suddenly, there was a bright light and Hawkwing blinked. He decided to go hunting, since his day was so weird. But the feeling of being in a Fanfiction never left him.