I do not own Wings of Fire.

WINGS OF FIRE TALK SHOW: SEASON ONE, EPISODE ONE

Riptide and Tsunami

The stage is dark. Only the slight tittering of curious dragon audience members can be heard. From all over Pyrrhia they have come, because never before, from the eldest to the youngest, had they ever heard of a "talk show." So despite the belief of many that this was likely a trap to kill them all, because a lot of them were from the past, during the War of SandWing Succession.

Suddenly, music blares from the speakers and the lights come on. Many dragons jump, and the more threatening ones like Kestrel, Scarlet, and Burn leap up, breathing fire and looking around intimidatingly for the source of the commotion.

However, we see something very anticlimactic and non-threatening on the stage. A small SandWing, wearing a meager assortment of jewelry, stands beaming on the stage. She spreads her talons wide.

"Welcome to the Amber and Forkedblade Talk Show!" she announces grandly. Her voice is large despite her small size, and she is clearly very theatrical and overdramatic a lot of the time. "I'm one of your hosts, Amber, and this here is my fellow host, Forkedblade!"

In one dramatic sweep of her arm, she gestures to offstage, inviting the other, unseen host to join her on stage. When nobody emerges, she smiles even wider at the wide-eyed audience. Through clenched teeth, she hisses, "That's your cue to come on!"

Suddenly a black dragon bustles out. A NightWing only slightly larger than Amber, Forkedblade wrings his talons sheepishly at having screwed up the introduction to the show. "Oh right. Hi, I'm Forkedblade."

Amber facetalons, dropping her grand and theatrical facade. "They know that already. Just introduce the first guests."

"Oh," Forkedblade nods in understanding. "Hi! It is my extreme pleasure to introduce tonight's guests, none other than Riptide and Tsunami of the SeaWings!"

The audience claps politely, still mystified by the whole "talk show" concept. Riptide makes his way to his seat quickly, but Tsunami basks in the attention. She is thrilled to be the first dragon on the talk show. "Hi! Hello everyone!" she calls.

Once Tsunami has joined Riptide on the couch across from the chairs that now Amber and Forkedblade sit in, the SandWing host leans forward towards the SeaWing princess in a clandestine manner.

"So, Tsunami," she begins, and winks not-so-secretly at the dragonet of destiny, who now looks confused like the rest of the audience. "So, Tsunami," Amber repeats again, "a mysterious rumor has been circulating, stating that while you pretend to be mad at Riptide for lying to you, you are really heads over tails in love with him!" She laughs like this is the funniest thing she's ever heard.

Tsunami glares around the room. "All right, who said that?" she asks threateningly. She spots Glory's strangely guilty face. "GLORY!"

"So, is this rumor true," Amber asks before Tsunami and spring up from her seat and deal with Glory accordingly.

"NO!" comes the SeaWing's horrified roar.

"It's very true!" Glory says smugly from the audience. "I caught mooning about him a while ago, actually!"

Tsunami looks mortified, but Riptide appears to be intrigued. "Really?"

"NO!" Tsunami denies. "If we elaborate any more on this topic, SOMEONE is going to have his or her HEADS RIPPED OFF," she adds threateningly.

Glory rolls her eyes. "Well, SOMEONE has anger management.

"Talking about ourselves now, are we?" Tsunami retorts.

"Ahem!" Amber says, bringing the attention back to herself, as it should be. "Next question! Forkedblade, take it away?"

"Take what away?" Forkedblade asks, looking confused.

"OH MY MOONS," Amber says.

"I'm just messing with you," Forkedblade assured her, grinning. "Right. Riptide, what are the Talons of Peace trying to do now?"

Riptide appears to be caught off guard by the question directed at him. "Oh, um, well. The usual, I guess you could say. I know the war is over and all, but we're working to try and bring dragon tribes together, similar to the school of Jade Mountain."

Now the NightWing host turns to Tsunami. "Tsunami, are you mad that you are not a queen, despite being the only royally born dragonet of the prophecy?"

The SeaWing princess jumps to respond (not literally) "Totally! It's so unfair, like, how Glory is queen of not one, but two tribes. Like, how did that happen? She was supposed to be the most useless of the dragonets!"

"HEY!" shouts Glory from the audience.

Tsunami barrels on. She nearly falls off the barrel, but in her anger, she manages to stay balanced as she continues. "And then Sunny! She's only a princess because of a stupid piece of SandWing treasure."

She spots the insulted expressions on the snouts of Sunny and her mother, Queen Thorn, but doesn't apologize. "It's true!"

"All right, please sit down again, Tsunami," Amber says. "Thank you two for coming! That concludes our program for tonight. Stay tuned! Tomorrow night we will be interviewing a queen and an assassin…"

With these words, the lights in the auditorium go off. The music blares once more, causing the confused dragons to panic at the sudden noise. Many leave, muttering that they will never return to this moons forsaken talk show again...

Author's Note: This is a new experience for me. I love to write, but I do not particularly enjoy other people reading my writing, so we'll see how this goes. I appreciate any kind of criticism. If you do not like my writing and would like to express your opinion, please make sure you do include some suggestions as to how I can improve. Thanks for taking the time to read, and make sure you let me know what you think.

Just to be clear, I definitely do not own Wings of Fire. If I did, I don't think the series would be as good as it is right now! Can't wait for December 27th! And by the way, happy late Thanksgiving to you all.

I'd be curious to see what you guys think will happen in the next book, or at the end of the series. Leave your speculations and theories in the comments, if you'd like.

And thanks again.