The Virus

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Kestrelflight is casually walking through ShadowClan territory, humming inconspicuously and stopping every so often to admire the scenery. A patrol happens to stroll by, and as this is a fictional situation, they don't care that a foreign cat is on their territory.

Tigerheart: Wow, what a nice day in our glorious ShadowClan! Things are so amazing here. The garbage smells delightfully like garbage, we all have fleas, and yet none of us are sick!

Tawnypelt: I don't know if I've ever felt more mediocre!

Kestrelflight stands in front of the patrol and glances from side to side, dramatically.

Kestrelflight: I sure hope no one is around to hear me spill my secrets!

Rowanclaw: He doesn't know we're here! Let's listen in...

Kestrelflight: There's a flesh-eating virus going around! And I think I heard from Littlecloud that Blackstar might be infected and highly contagious!

Kestrelflight strolls away to join his WindClan clanmates, snickering.

Tigerheart: Did you guys hear that? We're all going to die!

Tawnypelt: He's joking with us...he has to be...

In ShadowClan camp that night, word has spread like wildfire, and no cat will go near Blackstar.

Blackstar: Why will nobody love me? I'm a good cat...

Rowanclaw is holding his breath, refusing to breath around the infected leader.

Rowanclaw: I...Don't...Know...

Tigerheart: You know what? Blackstar, you're highly contagious! We have to get rid of you.

Blackstar: What the...?

Kestrelflight pops in, grinning, with a sack.

Kestrelflight: I know how you can cure him!

Rowanclaw: Help us!

Kestrelflight: Everyone get in a circle, and follow my lead.

The ShadowClan cats congregate around Blackstar, who is filled to the brim with rage. Kestrelflight begins jumping up and down and waving a stick in Blackstar's face. The ShadowClanners do the same.

Kestrelflight: With this hit of my stick, I cure you.

The rest of the Clan follows suit and hits Blackstar repeatedly with sticks. His rage bubbles over

Blackstar:I'm not-OW!-sick! I'm fine, fine fine, fine!

Blackstar blubbers and wails, tears streaming down his face.

Kestrelflight laughs, and WindClan appears, laughing with him.

Kestreflight: You just got ker-pranked!

ShadowClan silently seethes with rage as they have been made fools of.

by fire :') who did a double post because we're behind

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