Krakens holo pad buzzed, alerting him to a transmission. He turned it on and was greeted with the sight of TA-175.
"Report"
"Our patrols have been under attack by large reptilian creatures. Have your scans located any of them?"
"Affirmative, we have detected several in your area, and hundreds in a volcanic region far south of the forest."
"What information do you have on this species?"
"Inadequate data, but they appear to be immune to heat and have ability for flight and emitting fire. I will see what I can gain from my spy unit."
"Obtained data would be useful if shared"
"I will contact you when new data is obtained."
"Understood sir."
Kraken understood that these creatures were a huge threat. If they were immune to heat, standard blasters wouldn't have an effect in them, and neither would Defoliators Tanks. Perhaps a bombing strike would be required, or heavy explosives.
He switched raised his hand to his temple and switched on his radio.
"Unit OOM-340 report in"
"Yes sir?"
"I require data on the large reptilian species that dwells on this planet. . They have been posing a threat to our outpost and must be eliminated."
"Roger, Roger, I'll see what I can find it."
OOM-340 walked back into the library, over to Spike who was reading his comic book again. Spike was reptilian right? Maybe he was related. Of course, that would make him a threat, but he seemed tame enough.
"Excuse me sir, I have some questions."
"Yeah?"
"What are you again?"
"I'm a Dragon. Well, a kid one anyways."
"Can you tell me a bit more about them?"
"Well, we're fireproof, and we have fire breath, and we can get pretty huge."
"What do you eat?"
"Well, most Dragons eat meats and creatures, but I eat normal Pony food. But one thing we all love is gemstones!" he said, licking his chops.
"Gemstones?"
"Yeah! They taste delicious!"
"How can you eat them? They're really hard and I heard organics often go to great lengths to get them."
"What do you mean? You can find them all over Equestria underground! But they're like hard candy. Mmmm candy!" He said, rubbing his stomach
Although he was no gemologist, OOM-340 knew that to be able to crack gemstones they must have incredibly hard teeth. They could likely use him as a mere chew toy.
"Are they mean? The big ones?" he asked nervously
"A lot of them, yeah, but many aren't too bright. I went to the Dragon Lands before and there was a group of older Dragons who were mean to me. But then Princess Ember became the new Dragon Lord and now they mostly listen to her.
"So, Dragon Lord is a leader title? Like a general or something?" He asked
"More like a king or queen, but yes." Spike replied
"Okay. Where do they live?"
"Well, most live in the Dragon Lands, and that's south of here, but some live in the Ever-free Forest."
OOM-340 needed to think of an excuse to get rid of Spike so he could report back to Kraken. He thought walking out of the room again would seem suspicious.
"Twilight's making dinner, do you want to go downstairs and help?"
"Um, sure?" Spike said unsurely before walking out of the library and downstairs.
OOM-340 couldn't risk him coming back too early if Twilight declined his help. He gestured to his guards
"Block the door, I'll let you know when he can come back."
"Roger, Roger!" They said walking over and taking guard positions.
OOM-340 activated his radio…
"Um, sir? I have some intel for you."
Spike walked downstairs into the kitchen. Twilight was there, cooking soup.
"Hey, do you need help?"
"No thanks Spike, I'm good. I got everything I need right here." she said, gesturing to a cluster of ingredients with her hoof. "Why?"
"Well, Roger said maybe you'd appreciate the help, so I came to see if you wanted any."
"That's strange, he never usually asks if anyone else wants anything. Maybe he's starting to understand Friendship a little more. Then again, you'd think he'd come down himself."
"Maybe he isn't a talented chef?" Spike suggested
Twilight chuckled
"Maybe. Why don't you go settle back down with your comic? I'll let you know when the soup is ready."
"Okay. Give me a shout if you need anything."
Spike walked back upstairs, nearing the library. He could hear one of the Roger's high-pitched voice, but due to it echoing off the crystal walls he couldn't understand it. Maybe it was talking to the other two.
Spike turned the corner and went to walk back into the library but was met with 2 of the Droids who raised their hand in a stop motion.
"Halt."
"W-what?" Spike stuttered, caught off guard by, well, the guard's orders.
"Entry to this area is currently unavailable."
"But I live here!"
"Halt." The droid simply repeated.
"Why won't you let me in?"
"We have orders not to."
"From who?"
"The Commander"
"Who?!"
"The Commander?"
"The yellow guy? Roger?"
"Uh, yes."
Spike began to think about why the Droids wouldn't let him in when he suddenly realized something.
If the 2 Droids were there, then the other was alone, but who was he talking to?
"Who is Roger talking to?"
"I don't know"
"Can I go, see?"
"No."
"Aw come on, let me through!"
"I'm not authorized to let any unauthorized persons in, and you're not authorized."
"But I live here! You're the guests!"
The Droids simply ignored him and stood in place.
Spike put his hand up to his ear and listened as best as he could.
"Well, they live in a region that is south of here, and they live in the forest where we landed, and the fit the description of the creature you described."
There was silence for a moment...
"I got the information from one who lives here who goes by Spike. I don't believe him to be a threat, he seems pretty calm."
There was more silence…
"I think their leader is called Princess Ember or something."
More silence...
"Your welcome sir, just doing my job."
"Hey roger! Why won't they let me in!"
Spike called, trying to get his attention so he'd come closer and hopefully reveal who he was speaking with.
"Uh oh, I got to go."
OOM-340 said closing his radio chat with Kraken.
He hurried over to the doorway and ordered his guards aside.
"Hi!"
Spike stood there with a suspicious look on his face
"Who were you talking to?"
OOM-340 didn't account for Echo during his transmission. He had to think up a coverup and fast. Unfortunately, B1s are terrible at coming up with excuses.
"Uhh… nobody."
Spike, like anyone with a sliver of common sense, was unconvinced.
"So, you were talking to nobody about the stuff I just told you about Dragons?"
"Uhh, yeah! That's right!"
Spike stood there and gave him a serious look.
"I know you're up to something, we all do."
This statement hit OOM-340 hard. He thought his act was convincing.
"I didn't do anything!" He exclaimed
Twilight called from downstairs that dinner was ready.
Spike gave them the "I've got my eye on you" gesture before walking backwards down the stairs.
OOM-340 stood there for a moment before following.
This was not good…