Welcome! This isn't a troll-fic I would never write one of those...*shudders*
But, this does contain a high concentration of...spoof/crazy.
Basically it's about Pyhrria with tech and stuff...let's see where this goes. It's also some kind of AU where no prophecy stuff happens.
Enjoy!
*I do not own WoF or anything trademarked or copyrighted*
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Proluge
"OH THREE MOONS EVERYONE! I'VE FINALLY DONE SOMETHING AMAZING! BEHOLD THE...MAGIC SCREEN!" Starflight literally ran blindly around Jade Mountain, waving a shiny, flat pad in the air and bumping into walls. The students crowded around to see what the NightWing had created. Oohs and Aahs were uttered, and Starflight took a moment to bask in the praise, even though no one but Starflght knew what the Magic Screen did.
"MOVE, MOVE! What is all this commotion! Starflight, what is going on?" Tsunami pushed her way through the waves of dragonets, Sunny, Clay, Webs and Fatespeaker behind her.
Clay reached for the flat screen. "What is that? It's not edible, right?" Starflight jerked it away. "Careful, this is my precious baby." Starflight stroked it softly, and Fatespeaker huffed. She didn't take a liking to this strange black pad. It was distracting him.
More questions followed, until Tsunami roared. "STUDENTS, BACK TO CLASSES. WEBS, GIVE THEM SOME BORING LESSON. GO!"
Webs ushered all the dragonets to the prey centre for a group history quiz.
Tsunami clapped her talons. "Well, now that that's done, Starflight?" She tapped the blind dragon and tapped the Magic Screen.
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"Blah, Blah, Blah, it's got everything you could ever ask for." Starflight ended a lecture on Magic Screens. Clay cocked his head. "Is it animus?" Starflight shook his head. "No. It's SCIENCE!" Clay nodded, not really understanding. Clay had another question. "How can you use it?", he asked and Starflight replied, "I have a special mind projector edition that allows me to see it though my mind."
"Wow!" Fatespeaker marveled at his intelligence.
Then Sunny had a bright idea. "Why don't we mass-produce it and give it to all of Pyhirra?"
Everyone nodded. Starflight rubbed his talons together. "I'll get right to it."
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The next day, everyone got their very own Magic Screen, complete with an instructions scroll.
School was dismissed so everyone could text, Insta-Dragon, Fang-Chat, Me-Tube, as well as Face-scroll, Stream and Game happily.
Pyhirra had entered the 21st century.
Well then...
Next chapter, the dragons start Text Messaging!
Magically, Clearly.