Singing
Mapleshade: *plotting how to kill Crookedstar, for like the millionth time*
Silverstream: *from across the StarClan border* HEY MAPLESHADE!
Mapleshade: *looks up annoyed* What do you want, Crookedstar Spawn?
Silverstream: I.....
Mapleshade: What?
Silverstream: I..... GOT A SONG THAT WILL GET ON YOUR NERVES
Mapleshade: What..?
Silverstream: *still singing* GET ON YOUR NERVES, GET ON YOUR NERVES. I GOT A SONG THAT'LL GET ON YOUR NERVES, AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES.
Mapleshade: That...doesn't...bother...me...
Silverstream: You know it does! I'M GETTING ON YOUR--
Mapleshade: SHUT UP!
Silverstream: You're mean!
Mapleshade: I'm a Dark Forest cat, of course I'm mean!
Silverstream: You can be a good cat!
Mapleshade: Why?
Silverstream: Because...I'M GETTING ON YOUR NERVES!
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