Chapter 14: Entering the Tribe Part 2: ...Everything else...
"I know, like, Omigosh! He's kyewt!!!!!"
Stormfur had heard that she-cat called Brook talk like that the whole trip to the camp. The mountains were all hard, and...ugh! He had to admit that it needed a LOT of remodeling.
They made it to the mountain, seeing all those cats talking in that STRANGE language.
"Hey, every--"
"Brambleclaw, Brambleclaw!" Stormfur interrupted. "I got this."
Stormfur padded to the center of the clearing, lifting his paw in a greeting, as he had seen the Tribe cats do. "Hao!"
The Tribe cats look up, hearing a strange sound. To them, it sounded like a mating call of a Deep-DooDoo bird (from the movie, Robots). They just wanted to check to be sure, surprised at what they saw.
Stormfur repeated. "Hao! Me, Stormfur!" He stood on two legs without even noticing. "Me and me friends travel looooonnnnnng ways!"
The Tribe cats still look awkwardly, suddenly aware that this cat might be crazy, or is just learning how to talk. They still froze in their spots, watching with hidden amusement.
"Us receive prophecy!" the poor misunderstood tom continued. "Us go looooonnnnnng way again back home! Just passing through! But we bring happiness and peace!"
A kit-mother called Star was the first cat to dare to speak. She craned her head towards the Tribemate beside her. "Is he dancing about travelling from their home to get a prophecy and then going back again?"
Stormfur realized that he had just made himself look like an i.diot. He cleared his throat, chuckling with embarrassment. "Oh, you speak English?"
"No, we speak Skandiatropolisanavian." Crag rolled his eyes sarcastically.
Stoneteller limped towards them on his cane. "Welcome, strange cats." He raised a paw in greeting. "Hiya, Sharptooth!"
Crowpaw was confused, as he said his first real lines EVER. "What are you talking about, geezer?"
Stoneteller scoffed, snapping his fingers. "Oh, he just not say that to me! Crag! I need comfort! And Silver Cat, you will join us for a Telling tonight, won't you?"
"Um, sure....I guess. But--"
"YOU WILL GO OR WE'LL TIE YOU UP BY YOUR TOES!" Brook yowled in his face, her face really big like in those animes.
Stormfur was uncomfortable. "Oh...okay."
A WHILE LATER....
The six cats were bunched together as several cave-guards.
"Ugh," Squirrelpaw scoffed. "I thought I'd come here on my own free will..."
"Tribe cats!" Stoneteller began the meeting. "Ahem...♫We go together, like--♫"
"♫Dip-di-dip dip, a doo-wop da doo-de-doo!♫"
The six Clan cats looked around awkwardly.
"We stand in this GROOOOOOVY Cave of Pointed Stones, and such," he continued. "The moon rises to-to the-night, caught in rock Clunk! and water Drippity-drip-drip!, as it has always been and will be for the rest of our scummy lives!"
"He's a wacko," Tawnypelt scoffed.
"Shh!" Brambleclaw hissed.
"It is time for me to the telling in this Telling, thingy! I"--he looked down at the rest of the Tribe--"and everyone else"--looks back at empty space--"call on. like, the greatest religion evah, the Tribe of Endless Hunting--"
"StarClan's better," Crowpaw scoffed.
Then Lilysong, my super-cool fursona, appeared out of nowhere. "StarClan's epic, but I'm PROUD to be a Christian!"
Stoneteller blamed Lilysong for interrupting. "Don't interrupt the King!"
Another cat called Ravenpaw, who's Lilysong's brother, appeared next to his older sister. "Lilysong, you found Jesus?"
Lilysong scoffed. "As if! Now, leave me alone to be in my story!"
Stoneteller then slammed his cane down on their heads. The two random cats were squealing in pain, and they disappeared.
Stoneteller cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we call on the Tribe of Endless Hunting to show their will."
"Show us your will, Amen!"
Squirrelpaw coughed, "Mouse-brains!"
"We greet you, and we brought the Silver Cat! He will rid us of Sharptooth!"
"Hallelujah!"
Brambleclaw was confused. "What's a Hollaylooyah?"
Stormfur wasn't paying attention. "What's this about Silver Cat?"
Stoneteller randomly pops up, holding boombox. He puts it down in the middle of the clearing.
"Sharptooth is a crazy evil lion that kills us as if we're fresh-kill. He wasn't cool enough to be Prom King, so he lost his mane in a big fight. So, he wants to take his pity out on us."
"...Who won prom king?" Feathertail asked, curious.
Stoneteller shuddered. "Simba."
"Not the Lion King!" Crowpaw was traumatized because of his all-time movie hero.
Stoneteller clears his throat. "Silver cat..."
Feathertail glances at her pelt, and she steps up. Stormfur gets ahead of her. "I'll handle this," he mewed, looking back at Stoneteller. "What do you want?"
The Healer's eyes glowed with amusement. "Dance!"
Stormfur was hesitant. "Uh...okay." He then whispers whispers to the Clan cats. "Guys, I can't dance!"
All the cats shrug, but Squirrelpaw steps up to the plate...whatever the plate is being referred to as.
She says, "We'll help...somewhat."
Brook, the cat that was obsessed with him in the first place, spoke up, too. "Come on, Stormfur!"
Stormfur is pushed into the crowd, but he has no idea to this day who pushed him as he stood on two legs magically. He chuckles, embarrassed. "Okay. I'm a little rusty, though."
"What's rusty?"
"I don't know. I think it's a name."
Stormfur rolled his eyes at the Tribe's stupidity.
Stoneteller then turns on boombox. On the Floor by Jennifer Lopez and Pitbull plays.
"Come on!" the Tribe cats were meowing after a few seconds.
"♫It's a new generation...of party people!♫" the boombox booms, O.o .
Stormfur freezes, hearing the strange female's voice.
The beat starts getting intense. "♫Let me introduce you to my party people in the club....♫"
"Come on, Stormfur!" Feathertail encourage. "I love this song!"
Stormfur taps his paw on the ground to the beat, as Pitbull's magical angel voice was introduced on the track. He chuckles, amused by this beat. "This is cool." He pumps his shoulders slightly.
The cats in the clearing, besides Stormfur, of course, start clapping to the beat.
"♫Now Pump-a-pump-a-pump-a-pump it up, and back it up like a Tonka trunk!♫"
Jennifer Lopez' voice sings as Stormfur makes up crazy dance moves. "♫If you go hard you gotta get on the floor. If you're a party freak then step on the floor. If you're an animal, then tear it up on the floor. Break the sweat on the floor. Yeah, we rock on the floor. Don't stop, keep it moving, put your drinks up!...♫"
Everyone's cheering as Stormfur pumps it up. He then starts doing the Egyptian and the moonwalk at the same time...which is weird.
"♫Brazil, Morocco, London to Ibiza! Straight to LA, New York, Vegas to Africa!" the boombox then bellows as he dances. "♫Dance the night away, if your life can stay down on the floor. Dance the night away, grab somebody drink a little more...♫"
"If I know my brother," Feathertail then whispered, "he's gonna do something stupid."
Stormfur gets stupid--just as his sister predicted--and then starts to break dance.
He kicks his feet up, his tail keeping him spinning in the air, then his arms flail across the floor as he spins, his head then supporting his body as he does some sick 360 spins on his head! He then springs up, just as the song was about to play the second verse.
"And that's why they call it, 'On the Floor,'" he joked.
A couple of cats were gasping. "Evil omen!"
Stoneteller smacked Stormfur on the head. "Don't turn off the King's stereo! Only the King's supposed to touch the stereo, you NUISANCE! You're now prisoner! You WILL kill Sharptooth. I just wanted to see if you could dance well enough to just have him dancing and then fall off the mountain to his death, but I see I'm mistaken, you evil cat! Your friends will leave without you, and you will be stuck here until Sharptooth is dead!"
Feathertail scoffed. "See? What did I tell you?"
A while later, Stormfur was sulking at the back of the cave because of his stupidity.
Brook then came in. "Stormfur, I love you. And it's a custom for lovers to court when one spouse confesses."
You're sounding like a Fruits Basket character. I hate Fruits Basket.
Stormfur turns away, leaving the poor young she-cat depressed.
"I wish I was never born!"
"That could be arranged..."
Ravenpaw randomly appears with Lightpaw, Lilysong's sister, and they hold a large machete up towards Brook Where Small Fish Swim. (Man, even their names are weird!)
Lilysong calls out at random, without her being in the scene. "Get out of there with that machete! You're ruining the plot! Put that machete back in my closet!"
The two apprentices groan. "Awww, man!"
They poof away, leaving Brook still very confused.
"I know, like, Omigosh! He's kyewt!!!!!"
Stormfur had heard that she-cat called Brook talk like that the whole trip to the camp. The mountains were all hard, and...ugh! He had to admit that it needed a LOT of remodeling.
They made it to the mountain, seeing all those cats talking in that STRANGE language.
"Hey, every--"
"Brambleclaw, Brambleclaw!" Stormfur interrupted. "I got this."
Stormfur padded to the center of the clearing, lifting his paw in a greeting, as he had seen the Tribe cats do. "Hao!"
The Tribe cats look up, hearing a strange sound. To them, it sounded like a mating call of a Deep-DooDoo bird (from the movie, Robots). They just wanted to check to be sure, surprised at what they saw.
Stormfur repeated. "Hao! Me, Stormfur!" He stood on two legs without even noticing. "Me and me friends travel looooonnnnnng ways!"
The Tribe cats still look awkwardly, suddenly aware that this cat might be crazy, or is just learning how to talk. They still froze in their spots, watching with hidden amusement.
"Us receive prophecy!" the poor misunderstood tom continued. "Us go looooonnnnnng way again back home! Just passing through! But we bring happiness and peace!"
A kit-mother called Star was the first cat to dare to speak. She craned her head towards the Tribemate beside her. "Is he dancing about travelling from their home to get a prophecy and then going back again?"
Stormfur realized that he had just made himself look like an i.diot. He cleared his throat, chuckling with embarrassment. "Oh, you speak English?"
"No, we speak Skandiatropolisanavian." Crag rolled his eyes sarcastically.
Stoneteller limped towards them on his cane. "Welcome, strange cats." He raised a paw in greeting. "Hiya, Sharptooth!"
Crowpaw was confused, as he said his first real lines EVER. "What are you talking about, geezer?"
Stoneteller scoffed, snapping his fingers. "Oh, he just not say that to me! Crag! I need comfort! And Silver Cat, you will join us for a Telling tonight, won't you?"
"Um, sure....I guess. But--"
"YOU WILL GO OR WE'LL TIE YOU UP BY YOUR TOES!" Brook yowled in his face, her face really big like in those animes.
Stormfur was uncomfortable. "Oh...okay."
A WHILE LATER....
The six cats were bunched together as several cave-guards.
"Ugh," Squirrelpaw scoffed. "I thought I'd come here on my own free will..."
"Tribe cats!" Stoneteller began the meeting. "Ahem...♫We go together, like--♫"
"♫Dip-di-dip dip, a doo-wop da doo-de-doo!♫"
The six Clan cats looked around awkwardly.
"We stand in this GROOOOOOVY Cave of Pointed Stones, and such," he continued. "The moon rises to-to the-night, caught in rock Clunk! and water Drippity-drip-drip!, as it has always been and will be for the rest of our scummy lives!"
"He's a wacko," Tawnypelt scoffed.
"Shh!" Brambleclaw hissed.
"It is time for me to the telling in this Telling, thingy! I"--he looked down at the rest of the Tribe--"and everyone else"--looks back at empty space--"call on. like, the greatest religion evah, the Tribe of Endless Hunting--"
"StarClan's better," Crowpaw scoffed.
Then Lilysong, my super-cool fursona, appeared out of nowhere. "StarClan's epic, but I'm PROUD to be a Christian!"
Stoneteller blamed Lilysong for interrupting. "Don't interrupt the King!"
Another cat called Ravenpaw, who's Lilysong's brother, appeared next to his older sister. "Lilysong, you found Jesus?"
Lilysong scoffed. "As if! Now, leave me alone to be in my story!"
Stoneteller then slammed his cane down on their heads. The two random cats were squealing in pain, and they disappeared.
Stoneteller cleared his throat. "As I was saying, we call on the Tribe of Endless Hunting to show their will."
"Show us your will, Amen!"
Squirrelpaw coughed, "Mouse-brains!"
"We greet you, and we brought the Silver Cat! He will rid us of Sharptooth!"
"Hallelujah!"
Brambleclaw was confused. "What's a Hollaylooyah?"
Stormfur wasn't paying attention. "What's this about Silver Cat?"
Stoneteller randomly pops up, holding boombox. He puts it down in the middle of the clearing.
"Sharptooth is a crazy evil lion that kills us as if we're fresh-kill. He wasn't cool enough to be Prom King, so he lost his mane in a big fight. So, he wants to take his pity out on us."
"...Who won prom king?" Feathertail asked, curious.
Stoneteller shuddered. "Simba."
"Not the Lion King!" Crowpaw was traumatized because of his all-time movie hero.
Stoneteller clears his throat. "Silver cat..."
Feathertail glances at her pelt, and she steps up. Stormfur gets ahead of her. "I'll handle this," he mewed, looking back at Stoneteller. "What do you want?"
The Healer's eyes glowed with amusement. "Dance!"
Stormfur was hesitant. "Uh...okay." He then whispers whispers to the Clan cats. "Guys, I can't dance!"
All the cats shrug, but Squirrelpaw steps up to the plate...whatever the plate is being referred to as.
She says, "We'll help...somewhat."
Brook, the cat that was obsessed with him in the first place, spoke up, too. "Come on, Stormfur!"
Stormfur is pushed into the crowd, but he has no idea to this day who pushed him as he stood on two legs magically. He chuckles, embarrassed. "Okay. I'm a little rusty, though."
"What's rusty?"
"I don't know. I think it's a name."
Stormfur rolled his eyes at the Tribe's stupidity.
Stoneteller then turns on boombox. On the Floor by Jennifer Lopez and Pitbull plays.
"Come on!" the Tribe cats were meowing after a few seconds.
"♫It's a new generation...of party people!♫" the boombox booms, O.o .
Stormfur freezes, hearing the strange female's voice.
The beat starts getting intense. "♫Let me introduce you to my party people in the club....♫"
"Come on, Stormfur!" Feathertail encourage. "I love this song!"
Stormfur taps his paw on the ground to the beat, as Pitbull's magical angel voice was introduced on the track. He chuckles, amused by this beat. "This is cool." He pumps his shoulders slightly.
The cats in the clearing, besides Stormfur, of course, start clapping to the beat.
"♫Now Pump-a-pump-a-pump-a-pump it up, and back it up like a Tonka trunk!♫"
Jennifer Lopez' voice sings as Stormfur makes up crazy dance moves. "♫If you go hard you gotta get on the floor. If you're a party freak then step on the floor. If you're an animal, then tear it up on the floor. Break the sweat on the floor. Yeah, we rock on the floor. Don't stop, keep it moving, put your drinks up!...♫"
Everyone's cheering as Stormfur pumps it up. He then starts doing the Egyptian and the moonwalk at the same time...which is weird.
"♫Brazil, Morocco, London to Ibiza! Straight to LA, New York, Vegas to Africa!" the boombox then bellows as he dances. "♫Dance the night away, if your life can stay down on the floor. Dance the night away, grab somebody drink a little more...♫"
"If I know my brother," Feathertail then whispered, "he's gonna do something stupid."
Stormfur gets stupid--just as his sister predicted--and then starts to break dance.
He kicks his feet up, his tail keeping him spinning in the air, then his arms flail across the floor as he spins, his head then supporting his body as he does some sick 360 spins on his head! He then springs up, just as the song was about to play the second verse.
"And that's why they call it, 'On the Floor,'" he joked.
A couple of cats were gasping. "Evil omen!"
Stoneteller smacked Stormfur on the head. "Don't turn off the King's stereo! Only the King's supposed to touch the stereo, you NUISANCE! You're now prisoner! You WILL kill Sharptooth. I just wanted to see if you could dance well enough to just have him dancing and then fall off the mountain to his death, but I see I'm mistaken, you evil cat! Your friends will leave without you, and you will be stuck here until Sharptooth is dead!"
Feathertail scoffed. "See? What did I tell you?"
A while later, Stormfur was sulking at the back of the cave because of his stupidity.
Brook then came in. "Stormfur, I love you. And it's a custom for lovers to court when one spouse confesses."
You're sounding like a Fruits Basket character. I hate Fruits Basket.
Stormfur turns away, leaving the poor young she-cat depressed.
"I wish I was never born!"
"That could be arranged..."
Ravenpaw randomly appears with Lightpaw, Lilysong's sister, and they hold a large machete up towards Brook Where Small Fish Swim. (Man, even their names are weird!)
Lilysong calls out at random, without her being in the scene. "Get out of there with that machete! You're ruining the plot! Put that machete back in my closet!"
The two apprentices groan. "Awww, man!"
They poof away, leaving Brook still very confused.