Twilit Sprakle was studying in her was studying bedroom labratoried, wroking at a computer as she was one day a house, with vial of strange liquid nexr to her.
Fellow stufent and cow-orker Tom (that's me!) sed to her, "Tilighwt Sparelk, what are you workingh on."
Twiligt lookeded back at to the fellow student, and tlod him with excitement eye, "Oh I have discovered new pwerful magics similar to ones released during the Freindsihp Gamez but it is so volatile it has not a half life but quarter life so we must observe with much hasty." She turnd back to her computer ad began tipping somethnig.
Just then, a Changeling fe,ll, right onto Tom's head!
"Oh No!" Twiligt Sprakle exclaimed. "Where did that came from?"
And she wnent to get her geode ut it was missing so she had ta borrow pendant of magics and demons. So she went over to it, and pised it up, and said, "Changleing, you die for getting on Tom's head!"
And she blasted it with her geode magics and the Changeling explodd and went away. Tom was unhurt but his face was cut.
"Whatch where's you shoots at me!" he said, with convicrion. "Just kidding!" And they laughed and laughed.
"Oh No!" Tom exclamed. "Where id isotop? Where id magic vial?" "Oh No!" Twiligth cried. "Ut had been stolened!"
So they got in Tom's car that had molotovs made of super fuel in the gas tank, and droov way.
"Yes!" Tom cried. "This car goes faster than sound!" And the street went to fire because the tires were so hot, and all the Changlings Al I went on fire and pooped.