//------------------------------// // Rule 94 // Story: Chronicles of an Evil Overlord // by Melancholy //------------------------------// Domination of Equestria - T+44 days. “Now lookie here you varmit!” “Oh shuttup.” She is chained up right? Yep, forehooves to each other, then back to the hind legs, then around the barrel. “That’s the fifth time now your eyes have gone wonderin’ round my body.” “Quiet! I’m just making sure you’ve been secured properly!” “You’d better make sure, cus’ if I break outta here your head’s the first I’m buck into next week.” “I don’t doubt it.” Since she brought it up, she definitely isn't hard to look at. Long blond mane and very toned flanks and those big juicy Apples. “Ok, now you’re definitely eyein’ me up. I’m not a piece of alfalfa you know.” “No, you’re definitely meat.” Oh, that riled her up. Hah. “Now, I guess you’re gonna go and drag me back to that bastard in Canterlot?” “That’s the plan. Something about some kind of collateral or whatever.” “I see. Well then, if you wouldn’t mind grabbin’ my grand-pappy’s hat we’ll get goin’.” “No can do. We’re leaving now.” “We’re not going anywhere without my hat!” “Miss Applejack you seem to singularly fail to realise that not only are you hogtied in chains you’re about to be sent to the worst dungeon that the Overlord is capable of conceiving. Even were we to bring it with us he’d probably just melt it in front of you for the shiggles anyway.” “You no good slimy bastards! That’s my family’s! It’s the most important hairloom we have!” “Oh for the love of-! Oi! Sam, burn the damn hat will you? She’s making it hard to carry her!” “What!? No, don’t burn it! Please! NO!” Overlord Rule No:94 When arresting prisoners, my guards will not allow them to stop and grab a useless trinket of purely sentimental value.