HOW IT BEGAN

In a land where skyscrapers touched the clouds and rocket ships danced among the stars, two larger-than-life figures, Donald Trump and Elon Musk, found themselves bound by an unexpected companionship. It began one crisp autumn day in 2025, when a majestic golden eagle, its feathers shimmering like molten sunlight, landed atop the Tesla Gigafactory in Texas. Its piercing eyes locked onto Elon, who was mid-sentence, explaining to a crowd how he’d colonize Mars by 2030.

“Magnificent creature,” Elon mused, stroking his chin. “A symbol of freedom and innovation. I’ll name it Liberty.”

Before he could claim the bird, a familiar voice boomed from a golden helicopter descending nearby. “Wrong! That’s my eagle. Look at it—tremendous, the best. I’ll call it Trump Eagle One. Teagle for short.” Donald Trump stepped out, his hair defying gravity as always, a grin plastered across his face.

The eagle tilted its head, unimpressed by the squabble, and let out a piercing cry that silenced them both. It flapped its massive wings and perched equidistant between the two men, as if declaring itself a shared treasure. A crowd gathered, murmuring about the odd standoff, until Elon, ever the problem-solver, proposed, “How about we co-own it? A joint venture. Like SpaceX meets… whatever you do now.”

“Deal,” Trump replied instantly. “But I get naming rights on odd days. You get even days. Today’s the 4th—my day. Teagle it is.”

And so began the curious saga of Trump, Musk, and their eagle.