I do not own Wings of Fire, or any of the characters in it. I also do not own Yoda, from Star Wars.

WINGS OF FIRE TALK SHOW: SEASON ONE, EPISODE TWO

Glory and Deathbringer


The stage is dark. Only the slight tittering of the audience of dragon member, who vowed they would never return but promptly broke this promise, can be heard. Suddenly, music blares from the speakers and the lights come on. Despite knowing that it was coming, many dragons still freaked out.

We see Amber, as short as ever, standing on the stage, her arms spread wide to the audience as always, and somehow not falling flat onto her face despite the fact she was standing on two legs and she was a tetrapod. "Hi! And welcome to the second episode of the Amber and Forkedblade Talk Show! I'm one of your hosts, Amber, and here is my co-host, Forkedblade!"

Forkedblade is determined not to mess up this time. "Okay, I introduce the guests—"

Amber face talons. "You aren't supposed to say that!"

"Oh, what? Sorry!" Forkedblade has failed. He has lost all of his lives. "Anyway, sorry, here are none other than Queen Glory and Deathbringer!"

The audience claps again. They are more sure of applauding this time, as it is the second episode, and also, many of the RainWings are clapping enthusiastically to show their support for Glory.

Once the two dragons have seated themselves on the couch, with Glory scouting as far away from Deathbringer as she can, only to have him get as close as he can to her just to annoy her, Forkedblade begins.

"So, the first question!" he announces, not as grandly as Amber might've. "How is running two dragon tribes turning out, Glory? And no, I don't have an issue with you ruling the NightWings, unlike some SandWings might believe."

Amber ignores the barb, as does Glory, but it nearly impales Deathbringer.

"Well, it's a tough job," Glory admits. "But it's not as hard as you might think."

"And of course it helps that I'm helping her," Deathbringer adds helpfully. This remark earns him a look of exasperation from Glory.

"No, trust me, it doesn't," Glory says. "When Deathbringer is around, it's nearly impossible to get anything done at all. Especially because he thinks he's being romantic by saving me from non-existent assassin attempts."

If Deathbringer had hair, and if dragons had hair, he would've flipped in in a sassy manner. Alas, he had none to flip, so he simply imitated the gesture. Nobody was quite sure what he was going. "She's just jealous at my natural skill at helping queens run their kingdom."

The audience gasps at his words.

Amber and Forkedblade exchange looks. Then the NightWing host speaks. "Well then, Deathbringer, would you be willing to do assassin business for Glory if she were to ask you?"

"Let's just get this straight. I would never ask him to do that," Glory hastily interjects.

Deathbringer looks contemplative. "If she were to ask me, I probably would," he finally says, then adds, "although, that would kind have disrupt the peace that we're currently in."

"I wouldn't ask you in the first place!" Glory repeats, just to be sure she's been heard.

"Okay," Amber says, a grin on her snout. "Now over to the romantic section of the talk show that EVERYONE totally loves. So, Glory...Deathbringer..." she pauses here to wiggle her dragon brow, "when do you plan on having eggs?"

There is silence for a few heartbeats of silence at these words, but this doesn't last long. The audience rapidly dissolves into chatter, some of the dragons giggling, and a few, Tsunami in particular, looking ill at the idea of Glory and Deathbringer having eggs together.

The couple up on stage, meanwhile, exchange bewildered looks. Deathbringer is strangely quiet. Glory looks annoyed.

"Come on, guys," Amber continues, "you guys are like the CUTEST couple in the series!"

"Wait, series? What series?" Starflight asks, but in all the hullabaloo everybody ignores him.

Finally, Glory responds. "Okay, if you do not shut up about this nonsense, I'm warning you that my venom is aimed right at your eyes."

Forkedblade and Amber both laugh very nervously.

"OKAY!" Amber, being the smart SandWing that she is, wisely decides to move on. "Next question! Deathbringer, when you first met Glory what was the first thing that went through your mind?"

Glory is not amused by this question.

Deathbringer is also not amused by this question.

Amber is also not amused by their lack of amusement by the question. She beckons. "Well? Go on. We're waiting."

However, neither Glory nor Deathbringer open their mouths to respond. There is utter silence in the studio. Not a word is spoken. It seems that nobody dares breath, for fear the breath might be too loud. Deathbringer merely sits, glaring at Amber, who holds his gaze unflinchingly. Glory, meanwhile, has shifted her scales so that nobody can see her, and Forkedblade is very much wishing that he was a RainWings so he can do the same.

"Awkward this is!" Nobody questions why Yoda, from Star Wars and not Wings of Fire, is present in the audience, but that is mostly because he is very small, so they cannot see who has spoken. Dragons near enough the green figure do not know what he is. Perhaps a very deformed dragon? They do not know. They do not question.

It is finally Forkedblade who breaks the silence. "Okay, well that concludes tonight's episode! Stay tuned! Tomorrow we will be interviewing a flaming SkyWing and the only dragon that can touch her without dying."

"Cut!" calls the camera dragon who will likely never be featured again. As soon as the word has laughed his mouth, Deathbringer leaps from the couch and bares his teeth menacingly at Amber.

"You are so dead, SandWing."

Amber looks nervous. She pulls at the nonexistent collar of her nonexistent shirt nervously. "Ah. HAHAHA. I've always wanted a NightWing assassin after me..." With that, she flees for her life.

Deathbringer is after her in a heartbeat, intent on...bringing death.

"Well, I hope we see Amber again," Forkedblade says nervously. He notices that everyone randomly has popcorn, and is eating it. He wonders where the food came from.

"Hey!" Starflight says. "Popcorn is a scavenger thing!"

With that, the stage goes dark, effectively hiding Forkedblade just as he'd wanted earlier. Music blares, causing most dragons to drop their popcorn on the ground. We hear Deathbringer's menacing laugh echoing from somewhere far off, followed by Amber's scream.

"Oh dear," says Glory.


Author's Note: I apologize for my very random writing. I don't know where my ideas come from...

Just to reiterate, I definitely do NOT own Wings of Fire, and additionally I do not own Yoda or any other Star Wars characters.

Hope this episode was enjoyable and amusing to read.

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