Imagine Donnie trying to figure out his abilities and draxum going “dude magic tech is not normal” and everyone having to help Donnie trial and error this that’s funny as fuck
Donnie: "So you said to come to you if we needed help refining our powers, it turns out I have technomancy and I was wondering-"
Draxum, spitting out his tea: "You have fucking what now."
Donnie: is it normal to project your mind into the computer
Draxum: from now on just assume the answer is no
#honestly i think ive been craving for tech blorbo surprising magic people for so long....#totally didnt have this short jack spicer fic planned with this premise#totally didnt want tangled varian to do something like this too#and now donnie? damn
the "goggle-wearing teen doggedly holding onto science in the face of an overtly magical world" triumvirate