Chapter 3: Pulling the Weeds

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{ Shane dies. The end. Just kidding he will be fine in end }

"Why in the world did you think this would be okay?!" Mystic yelled and Shane covered his ears.

Mystic had needed a hunting partner to bring down some food for the others, and Shane had been happy to oblige. It was his way of repaying her for not telling anyone else of his 'habits' of walking out at night.

But now Shane had messed up ( which was not HIS fault because he had no idea how to hunt ) and had tried to run at a deer and stab it ( wasn't that how hunting was? ) and it of course gave him a nice kick in the gut before running off, leaving him with maybe a few broken ribs and a VERY upset ( and most likely on her period ) Mystic.

"It's not my fault you didn't tell me how hunting works! The main objective is to kill the deer right?" Shane asked with agitation in his voice and Mystic rolled her eyes."I knew Windclan apprentices has bees in their brains...NO YOU IDIOT! I told you to stay put and spring the trap for me, not to run at the thing screaming bloody murder!"

Shane crossed his arms."You didn't give me specifics..." He growled a bit and Mystic slapped him upside the end and he whined a bit."eh!"

"Get your ass back to the shack and help Conner with the garden. Or help Blister with her little ideas. I'm sure you'd LOVE to kiss her up."

Shane scowled then just turned away. He wouldn't let Mystic think he cared about Blister like she thought, because he didn't. He would've felt it if he did. But when he denied it Mystic only seemed to take it as 'oh yeah I love her' it was like talking to a determined bitch. Of which he thought of Mystic as. Serious, determined, and bitchy.

"You know what you little bitchy bitch?! I WILL!" He scrambled off toward the shack, and he could hear Mystic snort in anger but he doubted she was angry as him.

Lately Shane had been getting mad easily. A simple hey could turn into a full scale war on what they should have for lunch. Those arguments usually took place with Mystic at the shack while everyone else watching in silence ( so helpful )

He stumbled up onto the garden ( yeah a garden! ) and then looked around and then screamed,"CONNER!"

After that was all done Conner glared around the corner."What are you SCREAMING ABOUT?! I'm right here! I thought you were dying! You know what, I don't care. I bet you got in trouble again. Come in here and try to act like you can farm."

Shane growled slightly at him and clenched his teeth a little before saying,"I am a farmer!"

Conner rolled his eyes."Then prove it. Get yourself some ninroot poison and kill these weeds. Weeds can destroy a garden."

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"Well, the weeds are...Dead." Conner muttered as Shane and him stared at where the weeds HAD been. Also the soil.

"Yeah well...I didn't mean it." Shane had blown off on him and had torn out the weed with his bear hands, and had ended up taking up half the garden.

Conner sighed deeply."I know you didn't mean to Shane...Anyways I hope you didn't. Just go away for a bit. I need to replant the Avocados."

Shane nodded and put the weed poison down on the fence post in shame. He didn't mean to be that forceful...

Shane sighed as he walked out and walked back inside the shack where Blister seemed to be drawing something in quick strokes of her hand that he found amusing. She drew crazy fast. And whatever she was drawing looked important.

Shane walked over to her and sat down, feeling all the anger drain out of his system.

"How is your little project coming on?" Shane asked and felt a laugh stuck in his throat when Blister jumped then she narrowed her big green eyes at him."SHANE! You made me mess up! Your so mean..." She started to sound less mad as she calmed down and then she started to erase the line she had made when he had scared her.

Shane patted her back."Sorry Blisty. I actually came in here to help."

Blister rolled her eyes."I'm not deaf. I saw what happened in the garden. You were forced to come inside with me pretty much."

Shane looked toward the side."i wasn't forced. I chose to come hang out with you."

Blister rolled her eyes."Go find Mystic or Max. You can help them..."

Shane shook his head."I wanna help you. Plus Mystic already got mad at me for me having a lack of hunting skills..."

Blister patted his head in fake sympathy."Poor Windclan boy." She said mockingly at him and Shane frowned."This Windclan boy tried to help, Riverclan fish. Now let me help you." He shoved her out of the way and looked at her drawing.

It was a half drawing of what looked like a large sketched out Oval with a shark looking fin at the bottom and it had tiny flower designs.

Shane chuckled."How pretty."

Blister shoved at him."HEY! I didn't say you could look at it!" She whined and Shane just stayed there like a heavy stone."I'll leave you alone if you just tell me what it's called and what it's for..." He smirked at her to try to bring on his charm but that only seemed to piss her off more. Angry smart midgets were trouble.

"It's my invention. I call it a water board. And we are gonna use it to cross the river. Conner said he would try to distract the shark with some bait like organs of a deer. Something like that. Fresh blood would draw it toward in there toward shore, giving us time to at least make it to the island."

Shane shrugged."So we just paddle our way up there? These things don't look safe enough to balance on."

Blister shook her head."The river makes big enough waves to CARRY us across. But the molding and time this will take...Ill need someone to help me..." She glanced at him with a raised eyebrow and Shane frowned."I thought you just hated me a second ago?"

Blister shook her head."Oh no I still don't like you. But I need a buddy for help. And plus it'll keep your hot-head out of trouble for a little while."

Shane narrowed his eyes at her and felt slightly angry and Blister put her hands up."Okay don't look at me like that! I hate that look. All you guys are brutes...Be nice or I won't be your friend!"

Shane raised an eyebrow."Seriously? Won't be my friend? You know you suck at asking for help."

Blister sighed."Just shut up and help me..."

Shane let his tension go and shrugged the anger off."Mmm...Alright. What do you need B?"

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