Post by Moonstar on Aug 21, 2007 18:35:30 GMT -5
Well, don't say I didn't warn you...Remember this is a Crackfic i.e Moonstar's attempt at writing something amusing.
Forbidden Love
The story of Jaggedpaw and his badger
One day, ThunderClan’s newest apprentice, Jaggedpaw, snuck out of camp, planning on impressing his mentor by bringing back a large amount of fresh-kill. He knew it was dangerous for a six-moon apprentice to be out alone, but he could handle foxes, or badgers, or…
“Infomercial!” The golden-brown tabby hissed suddenly. Infomercials were perhaps the most deadly enemy in the forest. They would annoy you so much, but at the same time give you an uncontrollable lust for the worthless product. While Jaggedpaw was debating on whether to run away or attack, the Infomercial attacked.
“Tired of broken yolks? Buy the Nonbrokenyolkatizer!” The Infomercial droned on with melodramatic ‘Wows’ and reasons why you should buy it, and, of course, free offers. Involuntarily, he grabbed his phone and began to call the number on the screen. But just as he was about to press the final button, a gray blur barreled into the Infomercial.
“Infomercials, yum!” And in an instant the Infomercial was gone. It had been eaten by…a badger. Now at that point, Jaggedpaw’s mentor, Jumpingbeanfur, arrived. He was about to rebuke the apprentice when he saw the badger.
“Are you a badger?”
“Yah.” Jumpingbeanfur ran off screaming like a girly little girl Jaggedpaw however, hugged the badger.
“I’ll hug you, and wuv you, and name you George!”
“…I’m a girl.”
“So?”
“George is a guy’s name.”
Sigh. “Fine…Georgette.”
“OK.”
“C’mon, I’ll take you to camp! They’ll love you!”
Forbidden Love
The story of Jaggedpaw and his badger
One day, ThunderClan’s newest apprentice, Jaggedpaw, snuck out of camp, planning on impressing his mentor by bringing back a large amount of fresh-kill. He knew it was dangerous for a six-moon apprentice to be out alone, but he could handle foxes, or badgers, or…
“Infomercial!” The golden-brown tabby hissed suddenly. Infomercials were perhaps the most deadly enemy in the forest. They would annoy you so much, but at the same time give you an uncontrollable lust for the worthless product. While Jaggedpaw was debating on whether to run away or attack, the Infomercial attacked.
“Tired of broken yolks? Buy the Nonbrokenyolkatizer!” The Infomercial droned on with melodramatic ‘Wows’ and reasons why you should buy it, and, of course, free offers. Involuntarily, he grabbed his phone and began to call the number on the screen. But just as he was about to press the final button, a gray blur barreled into the Infomercial.
“Infomercials, yum!” And in an instant the Infomercial was gone. It had been eaten by…a badger. Now at that point, Jaggedpaw’s mentor, Jumpingbeanfur, arrived. He was about to rebuke the apprentice when he saw the badger.
“Are you a badger?”
“Yah.” Jumpingbeanfur ran off screaming like a girly little girl Jaggedpaw however, hugged the badger.
“I’ll hug you, and wuv you, and name you George!”
“…I’m a girl.”
“So?”
“George is a guy’s name.”
Sigh. “Fine…Georgette.”
“OK.”
“C’mon, I’ll take you to camp! They’ll love you!”