The Chaotic Crossover

// 6 ; the prophecy //

Flintstar: We need to figure out what the... the

Cougarstripe: The prophecy?

Flintstar: Yeah! We need to figure out what the prophecy means.

Acorn: Yeah, but do we really? I'm starting to like it here. I've been rotting in the shadows for far too long.

Bushstar: Yes, we do! I want to go home!

Acorn: (snorting) You haven't even died yet. Don't ruin it for the rest of us.

Whisperstar: Will you please shut up? Your voice is making my ears bleed.

Acorn: Make me.

Whisperstar: (curls lip)

Puddle: Dear Tribe of Endless Hunting, all of you, shut your jaws!

Acorn: Make me.

Puddle: Want to tell me that again?

Acorn: Sure. Make me.

Zephyrstar: I agree with Flintstar. We need to decipher the meaning of the prophecy. I can't stand much more of you all.

Puddle: I second that...

Snowfall: Oh, come on, Puddle! Don't you like this feeling of being alive again?

Puddle: Not if I'm surrounded by idiots.

Shadow: But Snowfall and I aren't idiots!

Puddle: Yes, you two are as well.

Shadow: Oh...

Snowfall: Don't listen to her.

Duskfur: Instead of bickering like idiots, why don't we find out the meaning of the prophecy? What was it again?

Cougarstripe: "You must find your four-leaf clover."

Claystar: Maybe we have to find an herb?

Acorn: Are you stupid? Does it look like anyone around here is sick?

Claystar: I'm just trying to help us all understand what it means.

Acorn: See, this is why I hate StarClan! All they do is give us stupid omens and prophecies and don't tell us what they mean! Honestly, what's the point in them? All they did was ruin my life!

Duskfur: How about you shut your jaws and calm down?

Acorn: How about you don't tell me what the fu--

Flintstar: Okay! Let's get back on topic, will we?

Duskfur: Gladly.

Shadow: Well, like Claystar said, maybe it's a plant! Ooo! Maybe we have to follow a path to find it!

Puddle: Will you shut about about the paths?

Snowfall: Maybe... it's a metaphor for something else.

Zephyrstar: (snickers) Like what? A star?

Snowfall: Maybe! That could be it, actually!

Acorn: She was kidding, you stupid f--

Flintstar: Okayyyyy, Acorn, maybe you should stop with the comments, hm?

Acorn: Don't tell me what to do you bigot.

Bushstar: Well... maybe it means--

Acorn: No one cares.

Bushstar: Oh... okay.

Whisperstar: Hey, how about you stop acting so high and mighty, especially around my sister. You're no better than anyone else around here. So shut the hell up, whatever that means.

Bushstar: (ears perk) Sister?

Whisperstar: (shuffles paws) You're still my sister, no matter how angry I am at you.

Zephyrstar: We're never going to figure out the meaning.

Puddle: Probably not.

Duskfur: Yeah.

Cougarstripe: You guys do realize there's another path, right?

(All eleven cats turn to face Cougarstripe, then follow his gaze to a dirt path between the trees)

Snowfall: I didn't even notice!

Flintstar: YES! Another path!

Acorn: More walking?

Duskfur: Let's stop complaining and go.

Whisperstar: Whatever you guys want.

Bushstar: Yeah! Let's go!

Puddle: Whatever.

Zephyrstar: Sure, I guess?

Claystar: If it helps us uncover the meaning of the prophecy, I'm in!

Cougarstripe: Come on, then.