Warriors: SuperClan

Chapter 14

"I'm bored," Fastpaw complained, flopping down onto the grass at Plumpaw's paws, though she only stared at him with unmasked irritation. "Quickfoot's been busy all day."

"Really?" Mintpaw asked, glancing over at where Quickfoot was staring at a wall on the other side of camp, "He doesn't look busy."

Fastpaw sighed loudly, raising his head. "HEY QUICKFOOT!"

"WHAT?!" the tabby tom yelled back.

"CAN WE GO DO A THING?"

"NO," came his belayed response, "I'M BUSY."

"You don't look busy," Mintpaw pointed out.

"SUPER BUSY," he responded.

Fastpaw groaned, pushing himself back into a sitting position whilst he debated on what to do next. "Is it just me, or do our mentors not know what they're doing?"

"Woah," Plumpaw sneered, "It's almost as if they were made Warriors yesterday."

Both of the other apprentices ignored her, and Mintpaw leaned so close to Fastpaw's ear that he sneezed from discomfort. "That was adorable."

Fastpaw frowned. "Okay?"

"You smell like the dreams of children."

"Thank."

"And the blood of my enemies."

"Uhhhhhhh..."

"Oh, for StarClan's sake!" Plumpaw exclaimed, getting to her paws, "Fine, if you two are going to be weird, let's just ignore our seven-moon-old mentors and just go out and do something."

Mintpaw gasped in realization. "I could totally date Quickfoot."

"UGH NO DON'T TOUCH ME," Quickfoot yelled from the other side of the clearing, almost knocking over the trail of dominoes he'd randomly assembled all over camp in fifteen consecutive seconds. 

Plumpaw lashed her tail excitedly. "So what do you guys say? Up for an adventure?"

"I'm gonna tear a badger's head off with my mind powers!" Mintpaw chirped.

"You... you don't have those."

"Gotta go fast!" Fastpaw yowled, and ran away screaming into the forest. 

~ Eleven Seconds Later ~

Superstar backflipped off of the ledge that extended from his den, landing perfectly on the grass without so much as a sound. "What a beautiful day it is to beat Oaktail at go-fish."

"Whatever," Oaktail growled, trudging past him dejectedly.

"So what's going on out here? Quickfoot's setting up dominoes, I'm about to go knock them over-"

Quickfoot pricked his ears. "What was that?"

"-Nothing! Well, it looks like everything's good out here - wait, what is that I hear? Is that the sound of three apprentices not being in camp?" Superstar whirled to face Emberstream, who was eating an extremely burnt mouse a few paces away. "Where are Plumpaw, Mintpaw, and Fastpaw?"

"I'm not sure," Emberstream admitted, "But I bet they're doing something awesome and fun, like going on an adventure or joining a cult!"

Superstar narrowed his eyes. "If you can't find them I will club you over the head with a stale baguette."

"I love baguettes!"

"And then exile you."

"Well that's disappointing."

"Forever."

"Oh."

Superstar appeared to turn away, then suddenly stopped and looked back at her. "Did you say something about a cult?"

"Pfft, no," Emberstream laughed uneasily. 

"You just said it."

"No I didn't."

"Just now."

"I don't think so."

"Are you part of cult?" He asked suspiciously, and when he received no answer, sighed again. "You know what, just go find them as soon as possible."

I'm like 3% sure I know what I'm doing.

~Frost