It is a fact that Qibli is half-IceWing, you know.

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Starflight was exploring the halls of night.

In recent weeks, Fatespeaker had been getting annoying. She had been talking about all kinds of 'love' nonsense. She should know that, as a scientist of the highest caliber, Starflight didn't have time for love! Plus it was gross, that was like, duh.

So he'd taken to pacing the halls, having a head of spiky gray hair, and writing strange equations in the sand with his claws as he paced. The NightWings were not allowed to clean the dirty sand off the floor, for fear they might wipe away an important discovery. So far he'd written, 'IceWing NiceWing so so cool!'. It was ingenious.

Finally, he found a room half-filled with rock from some hardened lava. A dragon skeleton was sticking out of the rubble.

"Ah!" He shouted. "I have always wanted to examine dragon bones! It is an important discovery, wouldn't you say, Crackereater?"

Starflight's parrot, which was on his shoulder, said, "Indeed. An important discovery. Shall you examine the bones?"

"Indeed!" Starflight declared. He knelt by the bones, picking one up. It was cold and bone-like. Disgraceful. A proper skull would be warm and cheerful, inviting friends to have a party. This one was a disgrace.

"Awk!" Crackereater squawked. "Disgraceful!"

But the skeleton was clutching something: A pretty gem.

It looked like a pink amethyst star, with My Little Pony stickers stuck onto its ruby center and glitter glued all over it with pink glue.

Starflight and his parrot's eyes turned into little hearts. "PRETTY GEM!" They shouted. Starflight reached for the lavishly-decorated jewel.

"Claws off the gem, Malfoy-for-brains." Crackereater hissed. "Its mine." He fluttered down and snatched the star up.

"I SHALL HAVE IT FOR MY OWN!" Starflight yowled, diving for the bird. But it escaped, fluttering through an empty lava-tube and out of the volcano.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Starflight collapsed. Then Fatespeaker found him.

"I've picked out where we'll have our dinner, Star-y!" She said.

Quote Starflight:

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Meanwhile, in RainWing Kingdom. . .

A parrot was flying through the air.

"What you got there, dude?" A monkey, who was hanging by its tail from a nearby branch, asked. He reached towards it and tried to grab it.

"FINGERS OFF THE GEM, YA APE!" The parrot, Crackereater, squawked. He dived for the monkey. But that was his downfall. Crackereater accidentally dropped the jewel.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" They both screamed, collapsing on the branch.

Meanwhile, Sunny, who was walking below, saw a gem falling.

"OOH! Pretty gem! Sparkly!" She squealed, running towards it.

Glory strode over with a sneer, and Sunny hid the gem.

"Um, do you want something?" Sunny asked innocently.

"Just thought I'd tell you about my day." Glory said with a grin. Before Sunny could protest, she boasted, "I took the throne from all thee Rainqueens, got an assassin for a boyfriend, and pretty much told Tsunami that she was a FISH-FACED LOSER, YEAH!" She grinned.

". . .Okay." Sunny said. Glory spotted the gem.

"What. is. that?" Glory asked, twitching. She could barely stop herself from grabbing it.

"CLAWS OFF THE PRETTY GEM, YA SLOTH!" Sunny screamed, clutching her jewel tight.

"Hmm, I wasn't going to take it." Glory said, half-truthfully. "But may I trade you something for it? How about this Kingdom. . ."

"NO!" Sunny screamed.

"Ohhhh, Death-yyy!" Glory called. The handsome, muscular Deathbringer strode over, and fell over on his face. "Yes?" He asked with a wink, once he had stood back up.

"Eww, he's gross." Sunny remarked.

Glory shot her a look. "Death-y, please commandeer the PRETTY GEM."

Deathbringer's eyes turned into little hearts. "PRETTY GEM!" He squealed.

Glory did de face on de palm thing you're always hearing about.

Sunny ran with the dream-visitor.

Meanwhile, with Darkstalker, under the mountain. . .

He could hear all there thoughts. "I should never have listened to Fathom," He said. "And made it so sparkly."

Darkstalker growled as he remembered how Fathom had watched My Little Pony for hours.

"OH, MOONS WHO HAVE FACES, I CAN'T STAND THIS!" He howled desperately.

Twilight Sparkle patted his back consolingly.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

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