*curtain opens*

Darkstalker: Welcome, everyone!

Whiteout: Hello, the sun shines bright tonight. Much light is soon to come

Darkstalker: *nods* Yes, Whiteout. Much light.

Clearsight: Okay, everyone. Today we'll be writing a book

Darkstalker: A book?

Clearsight: *rolls eyes* like those Darksight fanfictions you always read

Darkstalker: *realization* ohhhhh... books. Yes... wait. You know about that?

Whiteout: *nods solemnly* It's been seen.

Darkstalker: Two questions; why are we writing a book and can it be about Darksight?

Clearsight: 'Cause Galaxy told us to.

*black, gold and purple NightWing poofs out of nowhere*

Galaxy: Clearsight! You weren't supposed to tell him!

Clearsight: *shrugs* And no, Darkstalker. Definitely not. Never.

Darkstalker: *collapses onto his knees* Noooooo! Darksight will live on!

Galaxy: ...I'll stick around just in case

Whiteout: *waves* Salutations, dragon of the centuries. Surprised that you've left. 

Galaxy: Um... salutations?

Darkstalker: It means nice to meet you. 

Galaxy: Oh.

Clearsight: Well, it's probably a good idea to wrap it up for today.

Whiteout: True, Clearsight. See you all in good time.

Galaxy: Okay, see you next time, everyone!

Darkstalker: DARKSIGHT!