Author's Note[]
It is here. The final episode of Crime/Season 1. And our last look at the world Smokedapple's way. Who is the new viewpoint for Season 2? Will you guess?
Crime and viewers means a lot to me, and I hope you take time to read this amazing episode.
Before we begin, I must say,
This season is dedicated to my friend Lightning to her constant support and excitement for Crime.
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Oh Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo, deny th- I am not Romeo, dear Juliet, but indeed I love you...as I always have.
The moonlight ball was here. The chandelier hung ever so high. Smokedapple gazed in wonder. Then she looked at all the dazzling she cats with roses behind their ears, and toms holding redroses in their mouths, glances darting shyly at each she cat.
Obviously since she had no tom, she couldn't dance. So she decided to overview the party and help with clean up at the end.
"Smokedapple?"
The gray she cat turned around. "Dustwhisker?"
"Skywing, DarkClan deputy, asked me to pass out golden apples...would you like one?"
"Oh, s-sure.", she picked one, and examined it when Dustwhisker left. Usually only mates give apples. It's skin was smooth and shiny, and were very rare growing only on DarkClan territory.
She bit into the apple, only to flinch and spit out the fruit. It was very, very bitter. Smokedapple looked in the inside, and saw it was dark and sickeningly brown.
The apple was rotten.
"I always knew apples were rotten. Your better without them" a voice snickered,
Smokedapple turned around, dropping Dustwhisker's apple.
"Clawstrike?"
A smile crept up and played on the gray she cat's lips. "Oh your here!"
Clawstrike said amusedly: "so, who's your tom?"
Smokedapple choked. "Definitely not a certain tom with coincidentally the name Dustwhisker."
"Well...that's a shame."
She nodded. Clawstrike looked at her, then the dance floor. "Smokedapple, may I have this dance?"
That was just about the most shocking thing she had ever heard. "What?!", she pulled away, then regretted it when Clawstrike flinched. Then he sighed, and shook his head.
"I can't fight it back anymore. I...I love you.-Okay I know, I know, you love the amazing noble Dustwhisker and I'm just a stupid DarkClan tom who you never wanted to love in the first place. But...just this night can be our paradise. After that, I won't look at you again-I pro-
"Clawstrike SHHHH."
Smokedapple whisperd " No. You don't love me, and i dont love you! And we're not gonna dance.
He looked sad. " Why dont you love me" He murmured, it wasn't a question, but simply a statement.
She look into the deepest blue depths of his eyes.
Because we can't be togever. We can't be togever, my love
THE END!!!!
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Foxey out.
P.P.S. Prepare for season two in ________'s perspective.