MemeClan

Chapter 2 ~ Deadclapper claps

Rio here with the next chappie :P Hope you enjoy!

💚Chapter 2💚

"—Datboi," finished Pepestar, tilting his head slightly as he looked at where the yowl had originated from. "Now, get lost GifClan, my son just became a warrior!"

Spiderstar stuck his head from a bush. "Why!" he cried, anger sparking in his mew. "I just wanted to fight with my favorite Clan." 

Pepestar held out one paw threateningly. "Don't make me poke you."

"Nope!" shouted Spiderstar as he started running away. "Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope!" All of MemeClan watched as the tom disappeared into the trees. Pepestar turned back toward his Clan with a smug grin on his face, and cheers erupted as cats started chanting for the newly named warrior.

Datboi stared at the crowd with wide eyes. But before he could go serve his warrior vigil, Spiderstar's head poked out of the bush.

"Uh, this is kinda awkward," the leader squeaked. "But my deputy says that I have to stay and fight. Soooo, sorry Datboi." Spiderstar flashed an apologetic look at the green tom. "GifClan, attack!"

Cats flew out from all sides. Startled, Datboi pulled out his unicycle and starting riding, squishing a gray tabby tom.

Angered, the tabby leaped up with his teeth bared. Instead of attacking, however, he started pulling green bits of paper and tossing them on the floor. The wheel of Datboi's unicycle slipped; the green tom went flying through the air. He landed on top of a ginger-and-black tom.

"Datpaw?" the tom asked, wiggling out from underneath Datboi and blinking innocently, as if there wasn't a fight brewing just around them.

"Deadpaw?" replied Datboi, surprised to see the tom. They had met at a few Gatherings and talked before.

"I'm a warrior now! Deadclapper," the tom meowed proudly, puffing out his chest and clapping his paws together a few times. Jeez, this guy is stupid. Pepestar and Spiderstar are about to kill each other, Lananope is talking in a corner with Grumpywhisker—okay that's not even fighting—and I'm pretty sure Penguinnoot is winning in a four-v-one.

Datboi forced a smile to his face, unsheathing his claws quietly. "I'm Datboi, though I thought you guys were listening to my ceremony from the woods."

Deadclapper nodded. But before he could respond, Datboi leaped onto the tom and barreled him over, shredding through the ginger-and-black tom's fur faster than he could clap.

"Hey, I was just trying to talk!" Deadclapper gasped as Datboi tore out a chunk of his fur. The green tom rolled his big blue eyes and bit the GifClan warrior's shoulder. "Oh, InternetClan, please save me!" Deadclapper passed out.

Satisfied with his victory, Datboi gazed around the clearing, looking for a new opponent. Grumpywhisker was still talking to Lananope, so he trotted toward them to see what was up.

"—I named the first one, a small black-and-brown tom with your beautiful brown eyes," Lananope purred. "I named him Derpkit. Spiderstar agreed for his warrior name to be Derpbear."

Grumpywhisker rolled his eyes. "That's such a dumb name. . . poor kit's gonna get made fun of all the time," he muttered. Suddenly, the tom glanced over at Datboi. "What are you doing?"

"Questioning why the deputy of GifClan is flirting with my mento—my former mentor," Datboi meowed coldly. 

Lananope laughed. "Jeez, someone is out of the loop! We had kits, and GifClan is all pissy about it, so they decided to attack for no reason whatsoever!"

"You are the deputy, and Spiderstar is the leader. Do you really think that you attacked for no reason?" Datboi asked.

Lananope blinked. "That made no sense."

"You are the deputy, so you would have a say in this matter. Spiderstar is a scaredy mouse, so he would never willingly lead an attack. I'm saying that you had power in this decision," Datboi explained with a smug expression.

Lananope sighed. "Fine. We attacked so I could talk to Grumpywhisker, but we have been angry with you prey-stealers." She cast a glance toward Darudestorm, who was chewing on Rule34's leg, who was very much alive and screaming in pain.

"He's just one cat, and none of us like him anyways," Datboi shot back. "Now, I'm going to kill you before you can orchestrate your attack!" 

"Not on my watch," the deputy purred, dropping into a crouch. "Let our fight. . . begin!"