The True Stories

The True Stories is a small series of stories featuring the stories of characters with few mentions in the actual series, such as Heavystep, Brambleberry, and Nightkit and Mistkit. Take not that these aren't actually "true", more like terrible headcanons? Idk. So, like, enjoy...?

By Phoenix Flight

Heavystep's Nine Lives
"HEAVYPAW! STARCLAN, WAKE UP, YOU IDIOT!" Blackclaw screeched, slapping Heavypaw in a very obnoxious evil fashion. "WE'RE SUPPOSED TO GO ON A PATROL!"

"WHY!?" Heavypaw screeched back.

"BECAUSE CROOKEDSTAR SAID SO!" Blackclaw yelled. He slapped Heavypaw in a very obnoxious evil fashion again. "JUST WAKE UP. YOU'RE SO DERP. STARSTAR WOULD BE ASHAAAAAMED OF YOU."

Silverstream glared into the apprentices' den. Ominous black shading formed over her eyes because of her anime hair as she icily hissed, "Blackclaw if you don't stop yelling at that apprentice I swear by StarClan that you will stop yelling. Forever."

Suddenly an ominous mist formed over Blackclaw and Heavypaw, then when Silverstream stepped away it went POOF and vanished instantly.

Blackclaw blinked.

Heavypaw blinked.

Blackclaw blinked again.

Heavypaw blinked again.

Then Blackclaw sighed. "Just get up. Please." He turned and plodded out of the den like the ThunderClan One-eye after she'd just eaten a whole rabbit by herself.

Shadepaw raised her head and meowed, "Welp, Heavypaw, looks like you owe me five hundred mousetails. Silverstream can tell Blackclaw what to do."

"What the-!?" Heavypaw growled. "What the heck would you even do with five hundred mousetails!"

"Oh. Uh. Um. ...OH LOOK IT'S A STONEFUR!" When Heavypaw looked to where she was pointing, the black-furred she-cat darted out of the den all AMV-like.

Grumbling something that was drowned out by the AMV music, Heavypaw dragged himself outside with his uber-strong AMV whiskers because his deadweight paws weren't helping. The grey tom eventually reached the spot where Blackclaw, Silverpaw, and Leopardfur were sitting. He faceplanted his face into the ground and grumbled, "So we're patrolling."

"Yeeep! And you're, like, late, ya jerk!" Silverpaw shouted at the back of his head. "Your face is a jerk, ya jerkface! OMSC, I HATE YOU!" Then she DIED.

Leopardfur stared at her corpse.

Blackclaw stared at her corpse.

Heavypaw stared at the ground.

Then Leopardfur kicked Silverpaw miles from camp. "Move along now." she said hastily, shoving Blackclaw and his apprentice out of camp.

-tbc