Hey this is the authors friend and I just want to warn you that this story will be super weird so if that's not your cup of tea then please don't read this
-Div Divergent-love-story
Marx's POV
"I am perfection"
Hawkgaze's POV
"I am very tired" I said (Div: how obvious sorry I'm leaving now)
"And I'm bored. So?" Mewed the small kitten next to me. "And why is that?" I say at him.
"I'm still waiting for papa to return. How long do you thing that will take?" He says back at me. "Well your father has a lot on his back and..." I get cut off by someone screaming " I AM HERE!"
"PAPA'S BACK!" Screeched the kit. "Great" I say not really that happy. I know that Marx has gotten a lot better and he is not eating children anymore but I don't trust him.
Snowberry POV
You know sleeping is a wonderful thing and I never wake up in the night because I love sleep. But when your brother-in-law screams "I AM HERE!" At the top of his lungs you might wake up screaming...also at the top of your lungs.
"Snowberry! What's wrong?!" My mate Hawkgaze cones racing into my part of the den. Ah Hawkgaze what would I do without him I mean I would probably be dead. "Nothing" I say Hawkgaze just a bad dream. Yup it's just a bad dream that's why I woke up screaming right when my brother in law came into the house. Sure. NO!
Silverheart POV
Why can't I sleep!? Why is it so hard? It's moonhigh, the middle of the night. Everyone else is asleep but I feel like if I sleep then I'd miss something important. Like StarClan is telling me something which is weird since I'm not a medicine cat. I hear the soft pad of somecat getting up and leaving the den. I told myself that they probably needed to go pee or something but I couldn't let go of the feeling that they're up to something. So I get up to follow them.
Marx POV
I need too have a meeting with the other me's. People think "oh look it's Marx! Don't let your kids near him he will eat them!" And too them I say.................. ok fine you are right I will eat your children but I only do that in my world. So see you in the next POV!
Silverheart's POV
I creep up behind the cat. Its too dark to see them, only their outline. But then they stop in front of a clearing.
"I know you're there. You don't have to hide. In fact you can tell everyone about this"
I recognize that voice, it's the voice of the cat I love, as hard as it may seem for it to to be possible for someone to love him.
"Marx?!
BLOOPER REEL
"I AM.... shit" Marx collapses in pain from a heart attack
"You are shit?" Hawkgaze collapses laughing
GUYS GET BACK TO WORK!
"Sorry directors"
YOU ARE READING
The Marx of the Round Table
RandomThis is a weird story about multiverses and weirdness and randomness with death and action and even more death and a wedding