Qibli: Turtle, what have you unleashed...?

Turtle: I'm sorry...

Winter: MWAHAHAHA!

*Winter is now a SkyWing, with firescales*

Winter: This awesome!

Winter: ....I'm fucking hot. But, THIS IS AWESOME!

Qibli: Winter, promise me you won't abuse this power you been given.

Winter: Pffffft! Yeah right! Imma' go fry some stuff!

Qibli: For moon's sake!

Later:

*Clay was having lunch*

Clay: Yum! Sandwich.

*Winter came out of nowhere, and slapped Clay's sandwich, burning it to ashes*

Winter: FUCK YO' SANDWICH!

Clay: :'(

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Webs: Now, class, we'll be taking a pop quiz.

Winter: What pop quiz?

Web: It's right here--

Winter: *slap* Well, it's gone now!

Webs: I should've went to college...

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*in the library, Starflight is taking a nap*

Winter: STARFLIGHT!

Starflight: *wakes up* What!?

Winter: Starflight, your whin thins are getting cold!

Starflight: Huh--

Winter: Don't worry, I warmed them up.

*places a flaming a bowl of cereal in front of Starflight*

Starflight: WHAT THE FU--

Winter: Your welcome.

Later:

Winter: PERIL, YOU CRISPY ASS BITCH!

Peril: WHAT!

Winter: Fight me!

Peril: Who are you?

Winter: No questions! Only fighting!

Peril: Are you trying to sign your death certificate?

Winter: Oh, don't worry about me. *opens wings, releasing a smoldering heat*

Peril: Another firescales!?

Winter: What do you say?

Peril: Well, if it's a fair fight, then sure! Let's do this!

Winter: AHHHHH! *charges*

Peril: *charges as well*

Meanwhile:

Qibli: Wait, isn't it about time the enchantment wore off?

Turtle: Heh...yeah, you're right?

Qibli: I hope Winter didn't run into trouble.

Turtle: I'm sure he's fine.

Peril: *barges in* Guys, I think I almost killed Winter again!

Qibli: Or not. Turtle!

Turtle: I'm on it! *pulls out healing stone*

Later:

Qibli: Did you learn anything from this experience?

*Winter was covered in bandages*

Winter: Nope. Nothing that comes to mind.

Qibli: Here's an example: Maybe, NOT PICK FIGHTS WITH FIRESCALES!

Winter: Uh...yeah, that works too.