Flashlight gazed around the room he was in. Same old carpet, the same old bed he had to sleep in, the same old everything.
He rolled his eyes and tried to drift off into sleep, but the bright ass light hanging above glared in his face, therefore preventing him from doing it.
He lifted himself to his paws and stretched, flexing his claws. He leaped off of his bed and trotted down the stairs, where the smell of cat chow was lingering wildly in the air.
Just another day. 'he thought to himself, trying to ease the tiredness he felt while he landed at the bottom of the stairs and padded across the room to his food.
Flashlight stared at the brown, gooey glob of food for a while, thinking about why the hell he was still in this world. Why do I even live just to eat this shitty excuse of food every day?? he thought, shoving his bowl of food away.
Flashlight was just about to walk away edgily back to his room when suddenly he heard paws pounding on the glass. He turned to the front door to see his friend, Beethoven, in the window, holding a clump of catnip between his jaws, waving at him with one paw!
"Your daily dose of catnip is here!" Beethoven said and jumped down from the window.
"Oh thank god!" Flashlight said tiredly, quickly running out the tiny kitty cat door onto his front porch, where Beethoven was sitting with the catnip in his jaws. Catnip was the only thing that prevented Flashlight from giving up on life entirely. (hence why he said 'Oh thank god')
Beethoven dropped the catnip in front of Flashlight and nudged it toward him with one paw.
"C'mon.." Flashlight could already feel himself getting high from the catnip just by smelling its tang.
Flashlight quickly snatched up the catnip and buried his face in the substance, licking it like crazy. It already felt like he was floating in the air, ascending to cat heaven. He flopped down on the ground and started to spin himself in a circle, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. It all felt so epic. The thrill, that good feeling.. it all came with getting high.
..Eventually, Flashlight stopped spinning himself and forced himself to rise to his paws, which were a little shaky as he stood.
"Well then, goodbye. Hopefully one day you'll sell catnip with me." Beethoven purred, running away from Flashlight.
Purring excessively, Flashlight stumbled back inside through the kitty cat door with catnip all over his face and 'that' feeling throughout his body.
As he rushed up the stairs and zoomed around the hallway, he remembered that rumor he heard about wild cats living in the forest near him, living in groups they called 'clans'. This gave Flashlight an idea. A super epic idea.
He ran back down the stairs and burst through the kitty cat door towards Beethoven, sitting on the fence near the front porch.
"F-Flashlight?? what are you-"
"I want to make a clan!!!" Flashlight exclaimed. Beethoven just stared at him for a small moment before saying; "Oookay.. why not?" and jumping down from the fence.
"We need a name though. What about Humorclan?"
"That's good!" Flashlight said.
"Now, we need members. Call every cat to go to my porch!" He dashed off towards his porch.
"Wait!" Beethoven exclaimed. But Flashlight was already hooting and hollering on his porch for every cat to come over.
"Oh my god. I can already tell that this is going to be crazy," said Beethoven as he padded over to Flashlight to sit beside him.
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Goofyclan's Rise Arc 1, Books 1-6 full collection! [CW in desc]
HumorTake a journey with Flashlight (and some other characters but we don't care abt them) through a entire arc worth of mishaps, murders, and brutal deaths in Goofyclan's Rise! Read now or else I will tickle your toes in your sleep! ;) [CW: This entire...