50 Ways to Prank ShadowClan

Epilogue

Brackenfur: *waltzes into camp with a big grin and seats himself in the center.*

Rowanstar: . . . what are you doing here?

Brackenfur: Cloudtail's gone.*stares at him like it is obvious.* Brightheart is making Cloudtail mov—

Rowanstar: CLOUDTAIL IS GONE! *lets out a big whooping noise and runs out of camp to find the recently departed patrol.*

Flametail: *peeks head out of medicine den.* I—I can finally come out? He's finally gone? 

Brackenfur: Yep! But I get to take over for hi—

Dawnpelt: *emerges from the warrior's den* I feel like an actual cat now! 

Brackenfur: I don't care! You guys are all getting pranked anyways.

ShadowClan: *stops; stares at Brackenfur with narrowed eyes.*

Blizzardstar*: *after a moment.* We did not just wait fifty episodes for safety just to have it ripped away from us.

Brackenfur: Uh, can you guys give me a minute.

ShadowClan: *nods collectively.*

Brackenfur: *scampers into forest; pulls out walkie talkie.* Hello, is this Cloudtail?

Cloudtail: *quickly presses a button on a child's toy; airplane noises start playing.* I can't hear you over the wind!

Brackenfur: *rolls his eyes* It's Brackenfur. Don't you have Caller ID?

Cloudtail: There is no Caller ID on walkie talkies. *pauses; turns off airplane noises.* Well, what's up?

Brackenfur: ShadowClan is mad. Like, really mad.

Cloudtail: Isn't that the point of pranking them?

Brackenfur: Yes, but—

Cloudtail: Then I don't see what's wrong. . . now, I would angrily slam my phone down, but we're talking on walkie talkies, so that's not happening.

Brackenfur: Well,  I don't want to take away their happiness. I mean, you have been torturing them for fifty full episodes!

Cloudtail: Fair point, and I still don't care :D

Brackenfur: *shakes his head slightly.* You have no soul.

Cloudtail: This is not new news.

Brackenfur: Well, I'm— *slowly turns around*

ShadowClan: *freezes in Brackenfur's glance from when they were eavesdropping.* 

Blizzardstar: IT WASN'T ME I SWEAR!!!

Brackenfur: *rolls his eyes; hangs up.*

Flametail: *slowly pads back into the medicine den.*

Dawnpelt: *slowly pads back into the warrior's den.*

Brackenfur: Uh, I'm sorry. . ?

Blizzardstar: We don't want to be pranked anymore. It is annoying!

Brackenfur: Well, how are you going to stop me, since I took over for Cloudtail. You know... Cause he's gone? Because—

Applefur: *pokes head out of warrior den.* Cloudtail's gone?

Vainstar: *pokes head out of leader's den.* Frogbutt's gone?

Brackenfur: *annoyed.* WE JUST WENT OVER THIS!

Rowanstar: *rolls his eyes* Well then can we go back to having our peace?

Brackenfur: CAN YOU JUST LET ME FINISH MY STATEMENT?

Rowanstar: Fiiiiiiine.

Brackenfur: Brightheart is making Cloudtail move to Africa. Something about "dealing with his extreme cookie addiction." So he can't prank you anymore, and I'm supposed to take his place.

Rowanstar: You're the worst prankster ever...

Brackenfur: :( Hurtful

Tawnypelt: Let's make a deal... Cloudtail is leaving, and so are you.

Brackenfur: How is that even a deal?

Tawnypelt: *unsheathes her claws.* Get out. Or we will kill you.

Brackenfur: *holds paws up in surrender.* Okay, okay! I will in a second... I just need to finish.

Tawnypelt: Fine. *leaps into her tanning bed.*

Brackenfur: I'm tkaing Cloudtail's place. I will be "pranking" you guys... well, Cloudtail needs to think that.

Tawnypelt: Go on...

Brackenfur: I'll just make some fake photos and send them to him... hopefully he's dumb enough to believe them, and then you guys will be prank-free forever!

Blizzardstar: *snorts.* Cloudtail is dumb enough to believe anything.

Brackenfur: Bye then... *starts leaving the ShadowClan camp.*

ShadowClan: Bye! 

And then this book ended anticlimactically. 

Cloudtail never recovered from his cookie addiction. He's still in rehab.

Tawnypelt got cancer from her tanning bed. Cloudtail never believed her, since she pranked him with that about twenty times.

Vainstar died from a catmint overdose. RIP.

The she-cats of ShadowClan never got the iPhones they really wanted.

⌁ By Rio. Bye - Rio. ⌁