When Shit Went Down (Warrior Cat FanFic)

Chapter 10 - Spiderdance's POV

My head was spinning as I entered the camp. I had just come back from another all-night party in The Underground. Sandycrotch and I had banged again. I purred to myself as I wandered over to the fresh-kill pile. The thrush, mouse, and two starlings seemed less than appealing after a night of dunking my head in Twoleg alcohol.

"There you are, Spiderdance!" A voice purred from behind me. I spun around. I kept spinning until the cat stopped me. "WEEEEE!" I yowled, my vision growing dizzier and darker as I focused on the cat. "Why... why... why are there a lot more than one of you?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at my other brother, Smokethroat.

"You're drunk." He stated. "Yo brotha from anotha motha!" I greeted, putting my paw out to shake his paw with a smirk on my face. "We're from the same mother, dipshit," Smokethroat sighed.

"Only drink at night. You need to be sober when we go get more herbs from Fairy." My brother growled. I nodded many times, even after he had padded away to join the small group that seemed to be having a serious talk. A serious talk! Without me? Well! We'll have to ruin their party. I thought, stumbling over to them.

"-he drew a line for us and then he walked off with Bluecloud." Weedsmoke growled. When no one seemed to get why he cared about Bluecloud, he became furious. "I WANTED A PIECE OF HER MOTHERFUCKING ASS, BITCH." My ears went back to my head with wide eyes. "Calm your perky titties bro." Twistedtail purred, pushing Catmint toward him.

"MY TITTIES ARE NOT PERKY." Weedsmoke yelled, shoving his muzzle in the calm tom's face. He shot his face down into the Catmint and ate it all. "Smokethroat! How much Cocaine do we have left?" Weedsmoke asked. "Quit yelling, I'm right here." Smokethroat growled.

"Since we've helped WhoreClan throw three parties in the last quarter-moon, we are out of Shrooms, Cocaine, Acid, and Hash." The medicine cat sighed.

"We have plenty of Catmint, so we can share with WeneedmedicalhelpClan," Smokethroat informed them. "Spiderdance and I will meet up with Fairy soon and be back by the time we need to meet Gooseleg." He dipped his head and padded off.

"Well, I'll have to make patrols to hunt." Weedsmoke groaned, standing and padding to the center of the camp.

"Dopebreath, Methpaw, Blazeleaf, go out wherever and hunt. Twitchtail, Heavypaw, Pothead, Fuzzypaw, go out and train your apprentices how to battle. We might need it soon." Weedsmoke announced. "Come on, you fat heap of fur!" Twitchtail growled, pulling Heavypaw from where he sat. "Fuck-to-the-no." Heavypaw growled.

"Nigga I will cut your balls off! Get off your fat ass and follow me!" Twitchtail ordered. I love having him as my brother.

"I will go with Cocainefur and Stonedfall to go out hunting." Weedsmoke meowed. As they padded away, Stonedfall suddenly cringed badly, clutching her stomach. I rushed over, my drunkenness gone.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "I don't know! It hurts so bad..." She gasped. "Smokethroat! Get herbs ready!" I called to my brother. He didn't reply. Cocainefur helped me lean Stonedfall on him and I so we could escort her into the medicine den. "He just left, you'll have to help the she-cat," Weedsmoke purred.

"I will go get Dopebreath." Cocainefur announced, his deep voice scaring me. I nodded and laid Stonedfall down in the empty nest. "Oh great DeadClan, why me?" I mumbled.

Stonedfall yowled in pain and I jumped back in fear. I screamed in confusion while she screamed in pain. What do I do?! I don't even know what's wrong with her!

I grabbed a stick and pushed it toward her mouth. She grabbed it and clamped onto it just as Dopebreath rushed in. "What's wrong with her?" He gasped. "I don't know!" I whimpered. Dopebreath was furious. "HELP MY FUCKING MATE YOU FUCKING CHINK!" He snarled.

I laid my paw gently on her flank. I could feel movement. "Oh sweet DeadClan, she's having kits..." I murmured.

"W-what?" Dopebreath breathed. "I... think I'm going to... pass out..." He mewed, stumbling around until he collapsed. I shook my head and told Stonedfall to breathe. "What, do you think I'm retarded?! I AM BREATHING!" Stonedfall screamed.

"It's all you. Just breathe and push." I murmured to the queen. I gagged as she pushed out a kit. I gagged even more as I licked it clean. "Oh, my beautiful kit..." The tired queen whispered when I pushed the small tom to her stomach.

"It's a tom." I muttered. I rested my paw on her stomach again, noticing she was still expecting more. "There should be two more." I meowed. She pushed out another tom and a she-kit, all looking like their mother. They squealed and pawed at their mothers stomach. "Another tom and a she-kit. That's all," I informed her.

Stonedfall sighed in relief. One tom had a brown pelt with white paws and chest, the other was fully grey, while the she-kit had a dark brown pelt with white front paws.

"Crackwhorekit will be the fully grey tom, Tequilakit will be the brown tom, and my beautiful she-kit will be Kushkit." Stonedfall decided with a look of gratitude and pure delight.

"Beautiful names, Stonedfall. Just beautiful." I sighed with a smile.