*in le CucumberClan camp*

Margerystar: I hope Custard can get us out of here.

Sunfrost: I hope Jewelheart didn't drop him and Bob in a pit of lava somewhere.

Jewelheart, You, and Happycat: *appear out of nowhere*

(most) Cats of PickleClan: *gasp* YOU CAME BACK!

Happycat: WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A HAPPY PARTY! *throws confetti everywhere*

Sourpuss: /)_-

Diamondeye: WHAT THE HECK?!

Jewelheart: WE BROUGHT SANDWICHES! *hands out lunchboxes*

Sunfrost: I just lost my appetite.

Jewelheart: I have that effect on people. :)

You: *bumps into Me* HI! Wanna lunchbox?

Me: I'm allergic to peanut butter.

You: Aww! D: Here, have almond butter.

Me: YES! *eats sandwich*

You: I'm You, by the way.

Me: Huh? What do you mean you're me?

You: I'm not Me, I'm You.

Me: Ohhhh, I'm Me!

You: I noticed. :)

Margerystar: Thing, you literally just teleported back to us?! No rescue party or anything?!

Happycat: This is happy party, not a rescue party!

Margerystar: *death-glares Happycat* Where are Custard and Bob?

Jewelheart: I don't know! Custard just told me to come here and have a party. :D

Margerystar: ...We're still surrounded.

(some) Cats of CucumberClan: *start partying with PickleClan cats*

Margaretstar: STOP THAT! CUCUMBERS DO NOT PARTY WITH PICKLES!

Margerystar: PICKLES ARE BETTER THAN CUCUMBERS!

Margaretstar and Margerystar: *start arguing about cucumbers and pickles*

*in le sky about le CucumberClan camp*

Custard: DO YA SEE 'EM?!

Gold: YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL!

Custard: THERE'S TOO MUCH WIND!

It: I SEE THEM! DOWN THERE! HAVING A HAPPY PARTY!

Custard: PERFECT! JUST AS ACCORDING TO PLAN! SURROUND THEM AND FIRE!

Elders and Bob: *fire ray guns rapidly*

Goodbyekitty: Oh my gosh, like, guys, there are, like, weird birds firing ray guns at us!

(most) Cats of CucumberClan: WHAT?! *run around screaming*

Jewelheart: Wow, they really aren't that different from us! :D

Sunfrost: Margerystar, look! It's Custard, Bob, and the elders!

Margerystar: *gasp* It is! YAY!

Margaretstar: NO! CUCUMBERCLAN, GET THE REFLECTIVE SHIELDS!

(most) Cats of CucumberClan: *stop running around and screaming and get shields*

Custard: QUICK, EVASIVE MANEUVERS!

Elders and Bob: *dodge reflected rays*

Us: PEREGRINE FALCON DIVE! YAHOOOOOO!!!!! *dives down into camp*

It: Wow, he hasn't done that since he was an apprentice. I'LL DO IT TOO! :D *follows Us*

Gold: *rolls eyes*

Custard: Oh, c'mon, Gold I know you wanna do it too. ;)

Gold: YOU'RE RIGHT I DO! :DDDD *dives down after It and Us*

Elders: *break through shield*

Margerystar: PICKLECLAN, ATTACK!

(most) Cats of PickleClan: FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(most) Cats of CucumberClan: LIBERTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*PickleClan and CucumberClan crash together epica--

Sunfrost: HOLD IT HOLD IT HOLD IT! You can't do that, Writer! You're just recycling the battle with Zolon!

Writer: >:( I can't help it if I still have like three chapters left and no inspiration.

Sunfrost: You're not out of inspiration. You can still write.

Writer: NO! This is just a silly book that can't even go anywhere. I should just stop now.

Sunfrost: No, you can't! Keep going!

Writer: I DON'T WANT TO, MOMMY!

Sunfrost: I'M NOT YOUR MOMMY! YOU CAN DO THIS! I HAVE FAITH IN YOU!

Writer: :D You do?! You don't think I'm a terrible writer?

Sunfrost: No, I don't. I'm sorry I called you that before.

Writer: I'm sorry I duct taped you. :)

Sunfrost: Good. Now keep writing!

Writer: Okay. I'll continue in the next chapter.