Warriors: The Cliché Crossover

Chapter 8

==@Orangefurpaw WFE has joined the roleplay==

Orangefurpaw wandered around the ThunderCl-

"Must we go over this again?" Yellowstar asked, addressing the admin currently narrating their lives.

Orangefurpaw wandered around the YELLOWCLAN camp, looking for something to do. "Yellowstar, can we go invade ShadowClan?" he asked.

"Pfft, we've already destroyed them like nine times. But we can go annoy all the MoonClan cats!" Yellowstar said deviously.

"Yay! I call Amethystglitter!" Orangefurpaw shouted.

Yellowstar glared at him. "Fine, but that means I get Darkshadow."

The two cats magically teleported straight into the MoonClan camp, cuz awesomeness.

Orangefurpaw made straight for the nursery, where Amethystglitter was feeding her kits some berries. "Hey, babe," he said, pressing his shoulder against hers and whipping his nonexistent bangs attractively.

Amethystglitter raised the alarm, yowling for help. "Intruder in the nursery!"

Darkshadow rushed to help her, with the rest of the clan following behind.

Yellowstar attacked Darkshadow playfully, toying with him, because there actually weren't any other active roleplayers in the clan to save Amethystglitter.

Orangefurpaw looked down at Amethystglitter's 200 kits, debating on which one to take. "Hmm... Which one of your precious little kits should I take?" Orangefurpaw wondered.

Amethystglitter shrugged. "I don't care, but take more than one. I'm sick of all these kits."

Orangefurpaw harrumphed. "Now it's not fun anymore," he pouted. "You're supposed to try and stop me!"

Amethystglitter only laughed. "That would get my fur dirty, and then no one would love me!" she explained.

==@RudefurWFE joined the roleplay==

"If you vote for me, I will make sure that your fur will always be clean and that there will always be plenty of weak-willed toms," Rudefur said in a salesman-like voice.

"You've got my vote, Mr. Rudefur, sir!" Amethystglitter shouted, jumping up and down excitedly and accidentally crushing one of her kits. "Whoops," she shrugged.

"WAIT!" Yellowstar, said, forgetting about Darkshadow. "If you vote for me, I'll take all of these kits off your paws!"

"Hmm..." Amethystglitter thought. "Deal! Now take these brats away from me."

Each of them carrying 100 kits, Yellowstar and Orangefurpaw left the MoonClan camp, having rid their enemy of all young cats who could become warriors.

Suddenly, Rudefur appeared and snatched two of the kits.

"What was that about?" Orangefurpaw asked.

"No idea. It couldn't possibly be of any consequence, though," Yellowstar answered.

Back at the MoonClan camp, Amethystglitter was nursing the two kits that Rudefur had just stolen. "Now I have 198 less kits and the promise of a never-ending stream of mates! You've definitely got my vote, Mr. Rudefur, sir."

Rudefur disappeared in a flash of smoke, satisfied at having gained another voter.

Back at the YellowClan — I hope you're happy, Yellowstar — camp, Orangefurpaw and Yellowstar set down the 198 kits.

"Now what do we do with them?" Orangefurpaw asked blankly.

"No idea. Let's kill them!" Yellowstar responded enthusiastically, and all of the kits died because Yellowstar was too fabulous.

Written by le Amazing Annco. Sorry if it's not as good as the others, I is tired right now.