Chapter 1: Startling News
"What?!"
Firestar looked at the two she-cats in surprise.
It was Sunhigh the successivo day, and it was warm enough for a barbecue. The Musica from Graystripe's boombox was blasting, lyrics of the band Bon Jovi playing.
"Why didn't we have Eminem o Lil' Wayne in the tracks, again?" Dustpelt.
"There are young kits here, Dustpelt," Sorreltail mewed.
The tabby warrior scoffed. "Whatever." He turned on his MP3 to hear the lyrics to "No Love" in his ears.
Firestar still stared at the two she-cats after hearing the news of the apocalypse.
"It's true," Leafpaw meowed to her father. "It was a message from StarClan. I mean, legit!"
Firestar rolled his eyes. "I'm sure te were working too late."
Firestar then whispered in Cinderpelt's ear, "You haven't been giving her one-to-many healing herbs, have you?"
"Of course not!" Cinderpelt hissed. "Not since after the half-moon Gathering. The other medicine Gatti forced her to stay outside of the Moonstone to keep her quiet!"
"Then what nonsense are te meowing about?!" he whispered impatiently.
"StarClan sent us a legitimate message that our world will be destroyed," she mewed. "Then it showed us that we got 'Rick Rolled,' whatever that is."
Firestar was confused. "Who the heck is Rick?"
"How should I know?" Cinderpelt meowed. "But that's not what I'm talking about!"
"Not much of a barbecue," Frostfur complained. "There's hardly enough Cibo to have a feast!"
"Ooooh!" Leafpaw sighed. "Johann Urb is a hottie!"
She was looking at Twoleg magazine. She put that down and picked up "Midnigt." As she reached the ending, she gasped.
"I saw the future!" she whispered to Cinderpelt.
"What is it?" the medicine cat groaned.
"In about thirty seconds," she explained. "We would hear a loud bang as Graystripe and Firestar head to go out on a patrol. There would be a crashing of our world! StarClan's right!"
Cinderpelt gasped, and the dramatic Musica cued as she looked out dramatically in the distance. There was a zoom on her face.
"Get that camera away from me!" she yowled.
Graystripe and Firestar went towards the entrance, and they were about to head out.
"You give Amore a bad name!" the boombox screeched.
As that cry was sounded, there was a loud bang, like thunder.
All Gatti stopped where they were, and they looked around at the clearing. There was a large yellow object clumbering objects around. It was headed hungrily straight for a tree.
"It's the future!" Leafpaw gasped. "It's the end of the world!"
"What?!"
Firestar looked at the two she-cats in surprise.
It was Sunhigh the successivo day, and it was warm enough for a barbecue. The Musica from Graystripe's boombox was blasting, lyrics of the band Bon Jovi playing.
"Why didn't we have Eminem o Lil' Wayne in the tracks, again?" Dustpelt.
"There are young kits here, Dustpelt," Sorreltail mewed.
The tabby warrior scoffed. "Whatever." He turned on his MP3 to hear the lyrics to "No Love" in his ears.
Firestar still stared at the two she-cats after hearing the news of the apocalypse.
"It's true," Leafpaw meowed to her father. "It was a message from StarClan. I mean, legit!"
Firestar rolled his eyes. "I'm sure te were working too late."
Firestar then whispered in Cinderpelt's ear, "You haven't been giving her one-to-many healing herbs, have you?"
"Of course not!" Cinderpelt hissed. "Not since after the half-moon Gathering. The other medicine Gatti forced her to stay outside of the Moonstone to keep her quiet!"
"Then what nonsense are te meowing about?!" he whispered impatiently.
"StarClan sent us a legitimate message that our world will be destroyed," she mewed. "Then it showed us that we got 'Rick Rolled,' whatever that is."
Firestar was confused. "Who the heck is Rick?"
"How should I know?" Cinderpelt meowed. "But that's not what I'm talking about!"
"Not much of a barbecue," Frostfur complained. "There's hardly enough Cibo to have a feast!"
"Ooooh!" Leafpaw sighed. "Johann Urb is a hottie!"
She was looking at Twoleg magazine. She put that down and picked up "Midnigt." As she reached the ending, she gasped.
"I saw the future!" she whispered to Cinderpelt.
"What is it?" the medicine cat groaned.
"In about thirty seconds," she explained. "We would hear a loud bang as Graystripe and Firestar head to go out on a patrol. There would be a crashing of our world! StarClan's right!"
Cinderpelt gasped, and the dramatic Musica cued as she looked out dramatically in the distance. There was a zoom on her face.
"Get that camera away from me!" she yowled.
Graystripe and Firestar went towards the entrance, and they were about to head out.
"You give Amore a bad name!" the boombox screeched.
As that cry was sounded, there was a loud bang, like thunder.
All Gatti stopped where they were, and they looked around at the clearing. There was a large yellow object clumbering objects around. It was headed hungrily straight for a tree.
"It's the future!" Leafpaw gasped. "It's the end of the world!"
