Bill walked among what looked like a twoleg trail hoping to stumble upon his next clan. The trees around him were greener than any trees he had ever seen.
Greenfur: Hello Bill. We have been awaiting your coming.
Bill: What!? Who's there?
Greenfur: Oh did I scare you? I'm very sorry. *Comes out of a nearby bush*
Bill: How do you know my name...?
Greenfur: *chuckles lightly* Our hearts are evergreen and we have peace, we know everything Bill Nye the Science Kitty. Now come with me and learn about the EvergreenClan.
Bill: Oh, uh alright?
Greenfur: *leads Bill to the camp*
Everstar: *pads up to Bill* Bill Nye! It is a pleaser to meet you!
Bill: Oh hello, I see you know my name might I ask you yours?
Everstar: Yes, I am Everstar of EvergreenClan!
Bill: Pretty convent name.
Everstar: I mean the writer is pretty lazy and couldn't name me anything different so I'm stuck with this name.
Bill: Oh, well maybe we should go somewhere not as crowded?
Everstar: *Nods head* Follow me. *Walks to the leader's den*
Bill: *Follows Everstar*
Everstar: Let's start with how all the trees in this forest keep their leaves in all the leaf cycles. All evergreen plants have an adaptation that makes them resistant to cold and harsh weather, which leaves them keeping their leaves all summer.
Bill: Well why are most of the trees shaped like a twoleg cone.
Everstar: Well that just helps the snow fall off it!
Bill: Is that it?
Everstar: Uh yeah that's all the writer got off of *looks at script* Google, whatever that is.
Bill: Well I guess I should be going then.
Everstar: It was nice meeting you!
Bill leaves the camp and territory sleeping in a bush for the night.
Hello! Rio told me to write about Evergreen trees too I did. This is Dusky signing off!
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Bill Nye the Science Kitty
FanfictionBill Nye isn't a Clan cat; he's merely a loner who wanders across the cat-populated plains of Sciencelandia. But, when he stumbles upon the territories of the many Clans that live in Sciencelandia, he has a lot to learn-but so do you! ~ Cover by...
