#bluelight

teehee…leaves y’all with some foreshadowing and lore crumbs “hidden” in this post…

[Clears throat]

We have had some dreams of Lives of Tomodachi,

But we didn't expect things to get crazy so fast on the Island of Blueberry.

The one of three couples have been formed with all their might,

Making the loveable duos that are SCARFBOMB, an unknown one, and Bluelight.

One day, the boy loved the girl a lot.

Hiding more plans? Surely he could not.

So we tried very, very hard to get him to propose. Although...

We didn't expect it to be a game of Touhou.

Then, with the vampire singing a song..

They knew that the marriage would last long.

It was a very stylish marriage,

but we couldn't afford a carriage.

Then, shortly after, the little bomb was strolling,

Unaware of the events that will be unfolding.

The bomb had bumped into someone, then fell down since.

Then, he was shocked to see someone, who a certain knight might call....

...a little prince.

The prince, apologetic, immediately lended help.

Though, as he walked away, the bomb knew exactly how he felt.

"This.. this must be love," he said.

However, the following events after that will leave someone else with DREAD.

The prince came across someone else later.

A clone of your majesty, also known as a FUCKING TRAITOR.

The same day, the bomb came across the green traitor.

But, they tried to give a gift to the prince, cracking a hole in his bomb-shaped heart, that would lead to a crater.

Back and forth, nobody had gotten a grip.

And that's when they realized...

The Poppies would have to fight for the relationship.

The bomb would have to ask the prince out.

But your majesty had to help with what it was about.

The bomb and the prince went to the restaurant.

The bomb didn't try to flaunt... or something, I dunno-

"Did someone order a love confession?" He said.

"Because I got something nobody else would have lended!"

Suddenly, outside the window had someone who came in later.

And who else could it be..

But the FUCKING TRAITOR.

They claimed that they loved the prince more,

but in the background were more green lovers galore.

It was the boy who was already very confused.

But the other was the determined human SOUL, who agreed to have them and a mii body be fused.

They came to confess their love..

..but they knew it was as fake as an origami dove.

The prince had three options, or four if he might.

But at that time, the prince already decides.

The prince chose the bomb, saying it couldn't have gone better...

But little did they both know, they didn't think of the lesser.

The SOUL took it lightly, saying that it wasn't that much of a mess.

The traitor, however, was left incredibly depressed.

The SOUL, the vampire, and your majesty tried very hard to help take their mind off it..

but the only thing that could help was a travel ticket.

Then, within 2 hours, the prince said...

"I can't hide it! Me and Poppy Bros. Jr. must be wed!"

So the prince decided to propose, and oh, hello!

You must be the gameplay of UNDERTALE Yellow!

The prince, without hesitation, proposed to the bomb.

The bomb, with excitement, said, "Heck yeah! I would love to have our relationship be less.... calm..? Who wrote this script?"

H-HEY RHYMING IS VERY HARD WHEN IT'S A FANFIC YOU'RE TRYING TO DEPICT!

Now, another marriage with music playing and bells being rung...

But you wouldn't believe who's the one who sung..

It was the FUCKING TRAITOR, who's come to accept..

The prince and the bomb would have a happy relationship... at least, they both expect.

Then, after their honeymoon, the SOUL's fun had no volume nor mass.

So they decided to go to the traitor to talk about The Middle Class.

Then, without a second thought, the SOUL said "Oh my god..."

"Is this the feeling that I never got?!"

So then after that, your majesty said...

"This is way too much, I'm heading to bed."

And that is the end of our story for now.

What will happen next, God knows when or how.

But after all of this, one thing is for sure..

"So, you must be proud of Pipitstorm, huh?" Cloudfall remarked casually to Blazedawn. The ginger deputy purred in agreement as they laid out in camp, the sunset painting the sky orange.

"She's a fine young warrior. The best around the forest." Blazedawn purred out.

"I was surprised she got -storm. She must take after her mom." Cloudfall poked her playfully on the shoulder. Blazedawn snorted, a wry grin on her lips.

The two siblings were startled by the sound of screams and yowling coming from the healers den. Exchanging a glance, they both darted to their paws, running to the den just in time to see Silverstorm sink her claws into Bluelight's neck. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brother freeze. Flashback's of Mintstorm's murder played in Blazedawn's mind. Had her mother played them? Emberstar had forgiven her so quickly, was it just a trick? Blazedawn's panicked gaze glanced around. Where was Emberstar? She shook her head, she needed to act. With a hiss, she barreled into her mother, sending her sprawling with a thud.

"You dirty liar!" She snarled, springing onto her and laying her claws on her throat. Her tail lashed, all those feelings of resentment and hatred poisoning her heart.

"B-Blazedawn, stop! D-don't!" She heard Cloudfall cry out. Her fury stilled for a moment, blinking down at Silverstorm, who's head was leaking blood from the impact.

I'm no better than she is. The realization was sobering as she scrambled off. Cloudfall rushed past her, crouching down and nosing her limp form.

"Bluelight...? Blue...? Azure..?" A shaky voice made Blazedawn turn. Greyclaw stood, eyes wide with horror as she stared at her brother, his throat slashed. He was clearly gone. Blazedawn took a hesitant step towards her.

"Greyclaw...i'm sorry..." She murmered. Greyclaw's eyes slowly pulled away from the body, narrowing in hatred as they landed on Blazedawn. It was the most emotion she had ever seen from her.

"You knew your mom was a murderer! You let this happen!" She accused, tail lashing. Blazedawn barely had time to dodge a swipe.

"Listen, kid! If it were up to me I would have exiled her! But it wasn't up to me, it was up to-"

"EMBERSTAR!" Pipitstorm's voice rang out in the clearing. Blazedawn felt cold dread, both mollies pausing their fight. Blazedawn spent no time, pushing past the smaller warrior and stumbling into the clearing. To her horror, Pipitstorm stood with Flaxclaw, her daughter shaking.

"Pipitstorm? What happened? Are you ok?" She rushed forward the same time Morelshade did, both parents soothing their kit.

"Emberstar fell." Flaxclaw answered for her.

"Fell..? Fell where..?" Blazedawn repeated.

"Into the ravine."

"No." If Blazedawn could become any more horrified, she did at that moment. No body. No proper vigil. No goodbye. Her leader. Her friend. Gone. Just like that.

"Mom? Mom it's ok...you get to be leader...just like you deserve." Pipitstorm gazed up at her, her two-colored eyes shimmering with admiration. As Blazedawn gazed down at her, she noticed a tiny black bundle. Is that..?

"Is that..? A kit..?" Blazedawn crouched down to inspect it. Indeed, it was a tiny black kitten, couldn't be away from its mother for more than a week.

"I found him..." Pipitstorm whispered, pawing the bundle, which let out a small mewl of protest. Her mouth hung open in shock, gaze flicking numbly between Bluelight and Silverstorm's bodies, now laid out in the clearing, and the small kit. She couldn't be weak now. She...she was leader. Whether she liked it or not. She shook out her pelt, inhaling deeply. Her mind raced. There was so much that needed to be done. A deputy would help with that. She quickly ran over the options in her head. Cloudfall, bless his heart, was too meek. The clan needed strong voices right now. Her gaze trailed to Ashheart and Stonedusk, who were crouched over the kit. Ashheart would be an honorable choice, but he too could be soft.

"Hey..." Slatefur interrupted her thoughts. She blinked at the grey tom.

"Yes?"

"Just sayin', shits crazy right now." He murmured, gazing at the clearing. "If you want some help with stuff...i'm around, ok?"

Blazedawn gazed at him. Of course. Slatefur. Always a strong voice, and made his opinions known.

"Yes, actually. Wait a moment." Blazedawn climbed onto the rock she had watched Emberstar sit on so many times before. A lump formed in her throat as all eyes turned to her.

"StrikeClan. Hi." She started awkwardly, before clearing her throat.

"For those who don't know...Emberstar is dead. She fell into the ravine while out with Pipitstorm." A chorus of wails followed, making her ears flatten.

"She was noble, honorable, and well-spoken. She did right by StrikeClan, and although I wish we had a body for proper vigil, we will hold one for her tonight, along with Bluelight and...." She hesitated.

"...and Silverstorm." She finished. Dovewhisker looked particularly angry, her apprentice Willowpaw sitting by her anxiously.

"And so, I am your new leader. I will go to the Moonhollow and receive my lives, and my name. But in the meantime, I'll need a deputy." She inhaled.

"I say these words before StarClan, so they may hear and approve of my choice." She puffed out her chest, trying to appear confident.

"Slatefur will be the new deputy of StrikeClan."

No one said anything for a moment. And then...cheers and purrs, although tinged with sadness, echoed around the clearing.

"Hey uh...thanks." Slatefur got to his paws awkwardly.

"While I am here, there is another ceremony to perform." Blazedawn felt more confident as she spoke.

"Fallowkit. Nightkit. Step forward please." A small smile graced her lips as the kits squealed with excitement. Craneclaw hissed out a curse, trying to groom them, but they wiggled away and scampered up to the rock.

"Fallowkit. From this moment on you shall be known as Fallowpaw." She spoke the words she had heard many times before.

"And your mentor shall be Slatefur." She watched as the excited tom pressed his nose to her deputies.

"Nightkit, from this moment on you shall be known as Nightpaw, and your mentor shall be-"

"Lightleaf!" Nightpaw blurted out excitedly before slapping his tail over his mouth. Blazedawn tipped her head, more amused than angry, remembering her own warrior ceremony.

"Lightleaf? Do you wish to take on another apprentice so soon?" Blazedawn glanced at the white tabby. A haunted look came over the healer's face, but despite this, she pushed her new apprentice towards the den.

"I guess that's that, then." Blazedawn dipped her head, sliding off the rock.

"So uh...what now?" Slatefur asked her. Blazedawn felt tired. Almost done.

"Prepare the vigils. Watch over the camp. I will return with my name and my lives." She ordered. Slatefur nodded.

Blazedawn turned, steeling herself. This was it. A new dawn.

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Woo manual page break go! Anyways...ya...a SHITTON happened. When I tell you I sat there for like 15 minutes...

There are no other events because I put all the events in the story!

Summary:

Silverstorm kills Bluelight

Blazedawn kills Silverstorm in retaliation (in-game she died the moon after but timeline-wise it fit better here)

Pipitpaw -> Pipitstorm (Traits: Bloodthirsty & Incredibly Cleaver)

Pipitstorm, due to Flaxclaw's manipulation, shoves Emberstar into a ravine and takes her remaining lives.

Then Pipitstorm and Flaxclaw steal a loners kit as a distraction.

Ashheart and Stonedusk adopt this kit, whom they name Ravenkit (Traits: Know-It-All & Careful Listener. Male.)

Blazedawn is now leader. She makes Slatefur deputy (I wanted Ashheart but she picked Slatefur in-game and I think that's so funny you go stink man)

Fallowkit -> Fallowpaw (Mentor: Slatefur. Traits: Playful & Quick To Make Peace)

Nightkit -> Nightpaw (Mentor: Lightleaf. Traits: Ambitious & Lover Of Stories)