the MST3K gang riffs on bad stories i made when i was like nine

Wings of Flame #3- Part 1-END

Today's Riffers are...

Joel Robinson (J)

Mike Nelson (M)

Emily Connor (E)

Gypsy (G)

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Find the Pinewing stolen by two

E- No.

This Pinewing is an heir, it's true

The Tigerwing wanting to avenge

But watch out though, she seeks revenge.

M- NO.

The Spacewing who as an egg, wailed

The spiky horns and pale patterned scales.

J- NO.

The Willowwing and Nightwing hatch

In an arena battle, it's first match

The Seawing hatched the same night too

The remains of the egg in the warmest blue.

Mudwing that hatched by dawn,

Who lived to the name of Fawn.

ALL- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The Sandwing hatched in Mudwing's mud.

Dripped on by dragon blood

Then the Rainwing raised with seawing scales,

With the venom so painful and the sharpest of tails.

Then with all the power you made,

Go to the mountain of Jade,

To find the smartest Nightwing

The answers he will sing

To find the princess who lifts the curse

In the forest deep as the planet's earth.

J- We will push through, we will push through...

E- I... I thought we moved on...

Secrets.

The one thing Fullmoon has to keep.

Only Dusk heard of her secret. And they trusted each other to keep it. What was the secret, you ask?

Fullmoon was an animus.

That's right.

M- Oh. Unlike the other Wings of Flame books, this one chops every single sentence into a separate paragraph.

The only Willowwing animus in dragon history.

"Fullmoon?" Asked Silverleaf. "Oh! Hi... just... thinking..." Fullmoon said hesitantly. "Make me feel like I'm not dying, please." Fullmoon mumbled under her breath. Then, BOOM. Fullmoon flew to the front of the cluster.

E- Sorry, wait, I need a refresher, what happened in the last book?

They rested in the desert, and tried to make themselves cool down. "This is life. I could've been born in this." Pebble sighed, burrowing into the sand. "IT'S SO HOT." Tidepool groaned. "Let's move somewhere else. It's too hot here." Sighed Phoenix. "No." A muffled Pebble said in the sand burrow. "Yes." Said Fawn. "No." Pebble said again, digging down. Droplet spat some venom near Pebble, but not too close.

M- Considering the fact that this is deathly venom, I'm gonna say that's an overreaction.

"That could've been you." Droplet sighed. "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT." Pebble scurried up the burrow.