The tale of Dungkit, Dirtplace, and Grosskit

Before I begin, the term 'dirtplace', is where the cats go to the bathroom.

The tale of Dungkit, Dirtplace, and Grosskit

"Now, now kits," Snowstorm calmed her kits down in the warm nursery. It was a breezy summer night outside, and the kits were restless after a day of jumping around. "or Dungkit, Dirtplace, or Grosskit will come eat you!"
"Tell us their story!" pleaded Quick-kit.
"Yeah!" squeaked Tigerkit.
"Okay, okay, calm down." Snowstorm murmured. "Once in the Lightningclan camp, many moons ago....." she began.

Once in the Lightningclan camp, many moons ago, there were three kits, the kits of Megan Fox the 2nd, Matthewdung, and Alexdung. Their names were Dungkit, Dirtkit, and Grosskit. Dungkit was a sewer green tom, Dirtkit was a green-brown and mustard yellow she-cat. The third, Grosskit, a hairless tom like his father Matthewdung, was eaten by his vicious mother when he was born. Both Dungkit and Dirtkit had weird squished in faces like their father, like they had been attacked by monsters. When Dungkit was a few moons old, he wandered out of camp, tripped over a tree root, and fell into a puddle. Unlike his father, Alexdung, who had always been careful not to look at his reflection, Dungkit looked at his disgusting face in the puddle. He died of fright at the monster staring him in the face. No one but Alexdung could muster enough courage to go and bury him and have to bear his odor the whole time.

Dirtkit grew to be warrior named Dirtplace. She loved her parents, Megan Fox the 2nd and Alexstar, but soon she realised that they were old, mangy, cold, heartless, hairless hairballs, so she went and asked Starclan to give her her destiny. Starclan decided to show mercy on the disgusting feline, so they turned her into what she was meant to be... some poop. Dirtplace, Dungkit, and Grosskit were given another chance, so they came back as the beautiful kits- Quick-kit, Bark-kit, and Tigerkit.

The end! Hope you liked it! :D