Halloween Gathering!

A monster/monster of your choice) has taken over BlogClan! You, and the people of your choice (you could include your team animal) must save BlogClan.

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In most Warriors books, a border patrol would be quiet and alert, with some small chatter. But in BlogClan, things are different.

“WANNA HEAR A JOKE?!?!” Owlwater screamed happily.

“Sure!” Willowstream replied with a smile.

“Why did the chicken cross the road?!?!?!” Owlwater asked.

“Why?” asked Russetfeather curiously, holding back laughter.

“Because the Dark Forest killed it!” yelled Hawkfrost, jumping down from a conveniently placed tree.

Wait. That wasn’t planned. We don’t usually have canon cats jumping down from trees to answer our jokes.

“HAWKFROST IS CANON,” I yelled at the top of her lungs.

This made Mistypaw laugh, and I smiled.

“HAWWWKFROST-BAEEEE! NOTICE ME SENPAI!” Cindertail yelled, running across some conveniently placed grass. She threw herself at Hawkfrost and hugged him.

“This is… not going according to plan. But cool!” Hawkfrost exclaimed happily.

“IT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ‘COOL,’ SON,” Tigerstar boomed, materializing out of nowhere and immediately attracting a bunch of screaming fangirls. Or fancats. He glared at us. “WE’RE TAKING OVER! BE SCARED!”

“CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME,” Shimmerfrost yelled back at him.

Tigerstar scowled at her. “Is that some sort of secret code? I’ve never called you son ever.”

I rolled my eyes. “No, it’s a Hamilton reference. Duh. Guys let’s see how many references we can make throughout this fanfiction!”

“OMG WAVEY STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL,” screamed everyone.

“Darn. Okay. Fine.” I grumbled, repairing the fourth wall. And then I glared at it. Humph. I never liked you anyway, fourth wall.

“ANYWAY.” Tigerstar yelled. “We will now shepherd you back to camp for the official ceremony. Look scared for the cameras, please!”

A bunch of Dark Forest cats that aren’t important enough for a name made a big circle around the two patrols and they walked back to camp without any fanfare and flourishes.

“Fanfare and Flourishes was one of my band pieces last year,” I informed everybody.

“YOU’RE BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL AGAIN,” came the reply.

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At camp, even more unnamed Dark Forest cats stood guard around the rest of BlogClan, who were gathered in a circle in the middle of camp underneath where Cakestar made announcements. True to Tigerstar’s word, there were paparazzi and newspaper reporters and cameramen around, trying to interview and get autographs and take pictures. I signed an autograph for my Wattpad friend before Amberstorm pulled me away.

Everyone was gathered, from Rainbowkit to Snowflower. Except BlogTeam.

I looked around. Winterpaw was there, with a bundle of herbs at his paws, between Sundance and Jetclaw.

It finally dawned on me as Tigerstar stood on Cakestar’s announcing place, which has never really been specified what it is so I’m going to call it a rock but keep in mind that it might be a fallen tree or something, and opened his mouth to speak.

But I got there first.

“OI, IT’S NOT APRIL FOOL’S, YOU FOOLS!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Oi Wavepaw, ‘oi’ is my line,” Emberdawn grumbled.

“Thanks for letting me borrow it!” I responded.

“Well it is now!” Thistleclaw announced. “Well- I mean- It’s not actually BlogTeam behind these masks, it’s really us. And it’s not going to go back to normal tomorrow. The Dark Forest is actually taking over your Clan. You can help us defeat the lake Clans! And SkyClan!”

“NO NOT SKYCLAN,” I cried.

BlogClan booed and threw conveniently placed rotten tomatoes.

“Dudes we don’t have a lot of time for arguments,” Brokenstar sighed. “Just go along with it. We won’t actually get to the Clans.”

“Oh ok,” meowed BlogClan.

“SPOILER ALERT SPOILER ALERT,” hollered Wollowpaw.

The reporters booed and started to leave.

“YOU SUCK BROKENSTAR,” yelled Tigerstar. He jumped over and slapped Brokenstar in the face. Immediately all the stereotypical kits ran to the queens. Except there were no queens, so they all ran to the nearest who was older than them, which resulted in Maplekit huddling at Dawnkit’s paws, but Dawnkit was huddling at Lupinepaw’s paws. And Hazelburrow, who was a human adult, had three kits at his paws and was looking very confused.

“HEY BRO THERE ARE LITTLE KITS HERE NO VIOLENCE THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE RATED G,” screamed Emberdawn he responsible chatmod.

“I’M NOT YOUR BRO AND IT’S PG NOW,” Tigerstar screamed back.

“But I want to watch it in school!” Stoatkit complained.

“Yeah, me too!” Foxpaw added.

Silverhawk who totally didn’t exist until now pointed at Stoatkit. “You can watch it. Boom magic powers!”

“Ok guys enough talk I have to get this done.”

Then they defeated the DF cats.

The end!