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// This Isn't Even My Final Fur 
// Story: Appledashery 
// by Just Essay 
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	"RAAAAAUGH!"  Blood Fire's claws ensnared a half-dozen terrorized squirrels.  Tonsils brimming with lava, he leaned in and hissed violently in their faces.  "For your brazen display of disrespect, I shall make you suffer a million burning deaths—"

"Blooooooooood Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire!"  Aatxe warbled from a distance.

The older broodling blinked.  "... ... ...hold on, I am being paged."

He flung the shrieking squirrels towards the far end of the courtyard, turned tail, and marched to where Aatxe stood, hopping up and down with the Flame Staff.

"Ahem... Yes, oh wise Big Boss?"

"I need you to pick me up right this second!"

Blood Fire blinked.  Catapulted projectiles ricocheted off his skull, but he didn't budge a centimeter.  "Uhm... why?"

"Because I don't have wings!"  Aatxe squealed.  He pointed a razor-sharp claw at Rainbow Dash's streaking figure.  "And she's getting away!"

Blood Fire only glanced at her once.  "Aatxe..."  Exhaling fumes, he looked down at the dragon whelp agian.  "She is just one pony, and we are currently under attack—"

"I don't care!  I want her dead!"

"Then let me pursue her forthwith—"  Blood Fire spread his massive wings and prepared to take off—

"NO!"  Aatxe hopped up, slapping the base of Blood Fire's chin with the chaotic crucifix.  "I must be the one to land the killing blow!  Me!"

"But Aatxe..."  Blood Fire's eyes narrowed.  "The battle is here."

"The only battle that matters is the one that I choose!" Aatxe snarled.  "Is that clear?"

Blood Fire clenched his iron jaws.  A shrieking diamond dog flew over him while squirrels shot energy beams at diving dragons.

"I said!"  Aatxe tried to roar.  It came out as a nasaly wheeze.  "Is that clear?!"

"Hrmmmmgnnnghhh... your orders I do follow, Big Boss."  Blood Fire spread his wings and lowered his headcrest.  "You may now mount."

"Good!  Good big brother!"  Aatxe scampered up his skull.

"All I ask is that you do not goad me with the—"

"Onwards, brother!"  Aatxe stabbed the top of Blood Fire's head with the Flame Staff.  "Ascend!  After that rainbow!"

"Grnnnnnghhhh... mmfffff..."  Blood Fire nevertheless arched his body.  "Ascending..."

FW-FWOOOSH!  The air shook from the largest dragon's beastly wings.  Combating broodlings and henchstallions flew sideways, propelled by the hot winds into the sides of the courtyard.

"Where are you going?!"  Flim shouted, loading another chunk of rubble into the catapult.  "The fight's not over with, you cowards!"

"Brother, would you for once taunt something that would not righteously own us?"

"And would you not use the word 'righteous' for once?!"

"Raaaaaaaaaugh!"  Brucie landed in a glide, perched on top of the catapult, and fired point blank into its engine core.  POWWW!

"Oooof!"  Flim and Flam flew off in opposite directions.

Brucie, meanwhile, skidded to a stop.  "FOR MOSER RUSHNU—"  He jolted in place.  He lifted his goggles, revealing beady eyes that blinked at the figure of Blood Flame soaring off.  "Beeg vhale size drragon!  Eet flies off vith Beeg Boss een tow!"  He pumped his rifle and fired several shots in the air.  "Can only be good sing, da?!"

Several other squirrels shouted in victory.

A beat.

"Okay, back to killing drragons veeth boomsteeks!"  And Brucie joined his brothers once more in the fray.